Immortal Devil Transformation

“I come from... Purgatory Mountain...”

Like the strange hissing of countless clear mouths suspended on all sides intertwined with the hissing of lava spears.

Lin Xieyuang.

Not because it was an inescapable spark, but because the eye of the barbarian practitioner stood on him, and before he threw the lava spear, Aylan beside him had blocked him.

He did not know that Aylan was the Night's Watch chosen by Aylan College, but he felt that, apart from some unique means, Aylan's soul strength was not as good as his, and yet such a much thinner figure stood in front of him with unusual determination.

“Ding... ”

The red shirt girl's fingers are fast turning into a phantom on the string.

It's like a dozen hands playing on a crimson ancient violin in front of you at the same time. With the sound of a sobbing silent violin, it's an unusual slaughter. A circle of light splashes around the body of the violin, and the sky is like invisible flying knives spinning and slashing on a lava spear coming in front of you.

The lava sprinkles on the lava spear, becoming smaller and slower.

By the time Aylan was a few meters in front of him, he had become just one arrow size.

“Huh!”

As the redshirt actress's hands touched and a clear sound sounded, her clothes and silk all floated, the whole person slightly shook off the ground, and this last piece of lava also paused violently in the air, unable to penetrate and exploded into a spark.

At this time, Lin Xie also sent out a loud drink, and the dawn sword in her hand slashed hard behind the neck of the redshirt actress.

There is a thin, winged sword.

A flying sword that is free to fly in the air purely because of the will and power of a person and has attraction for him from the depths of his soul.

“When!”

The pale blue sword in his hand accurately cut this fast approaching, pierced the pale white fog, brought a clear trajectory of the flying sword in the sky and made a blast.

His body trembled and the tiger's mouth, wrapped in cloth strips, was torn apart again, blood spilled along the handle of the sword.

Flying out obliquely, the flying sword appeared extremely gentle, but Lin Xi's right arm drooped down, unable to lift at once, from the shoulder to each finger, from the inside out from the bone, nowhere shaking.

It is inconceivable that such a gentle flying sword contains such terrible power.

“Huh?”

In the air on all sides, a slight hum covered it again, the powerful practitioner from Purgatory Mountain, also surprised to be able to chop off his flying sword with such a mending as Lin Xie.

The thin flying sword did not pause, but this time it was purely a sharp move, tearing open the air, and stabbing the cardigan's back heart directly, seemed to want to see if Lin Xi still had the ability to cut it again.

Lin Xi stared closely at the flying sword and saw the trajectory of the flying sword, but his mouth was very bitter. He could feel that even if his left short sword could cut the thin flying sword, the power of the flying sword at this moment was simply not able to stop him.

The red cardigan's silk spilled again.

Because each of these opponent's pieces are actually extremely brief, there is no pause at all in the sound of her violin, and the spiritual power that comes out of the ten fingers of her hands is always whispering lightly.

This fierce flow of soul power changed to Lin Xie, and the soul power in the body has already flowed clean.

The thin sword in the sky suddenly makes a dense, rainy knocking sound, a little red glow keeps exploding, the ultimate lightweight sword is bound by a net, it is difficult to fly in the air.

“Ho...”

The cave practitioner walked like a wind, less than ten meters away from the redshirt girl, the flames and hot wind formed by the storm surged, Lin Xin's skin was burned some scorched yellow, the hair began to burn.

One eye has been watching the battle with cold eyes.

No one has discovered the existence of Zhuwei, and even if the cardigan knew that he was definitely there, she had no idea where he was.

Because he is a wind walker, a true Green College wind walker, the most powerful assassin in the world.

Windmakers have many unique tools because they have known the wind, approached it, and managed it all their lives, so they have a unique perception of the wind flow. The wind is his hearing, his sense of smell, his extension of vision.

From the outset, he discovered the arrival of a flying sword from the Mount of Purgatory before anyone else on the field, and he had been searching for the practitioner of the Mount of Purgatory.

This Purgatory Mountain practitioner and his peer practitioner are among the most powerful in the world. Although his unexpected strength, it is clear that she will not be able to defeat the Purgatory Mountain practitioner alone, let alone rival the Purgatory Mountain practitioner and the Purgatory Mountain Master.

Lin Xi's strength improved far beyond his expectations, but Lin Xi, like Akiran, is still too young to grow.

So the real confrontation in this scene comes only from him and the saint of Purgatory Mountain.

Until then, however, he had not been able to find out exactly where the Holy Master of Purgatory Mountain was.

Every single tiny sound of this purgatory mountain saint is truly traveling through the air, as is said through countless transparent mouths scattered across all sides. The saint of Purgatory Mountain, as if he were truly invisible, became countless transparent mouths covering this battlefield.

Without a target, he would not be able to launch an attack.

But the battle at this moment is what left him no choice but to gamble.

……

Thin as a cicada's winged sword suddenly sensed something and flew away into the mist above.

This sword moves more softly than any other previous revolution, like a transparent giant with 10,000 kilograms of power carrying a straw.

Because it was so gentle that this thin and transparent flying sword did not dramatically arrange the mist above, but penetrated into these mists and tried to hide.

However, there was a fierce smell. When Lin Xie had just sensed the familiar meaning, he had struck this thin and transparent sword like a heavenly iron stick.

No words can describe the indiscretion of this blow.

The thin, transparent sword screamed like a dragonfly smashed by a giant's fist, shouting, somewhere in the laser.

“Cough... cough...”

There are countless clear mouth coughs all over the sky.

“Teacher?! ”

Lin Xi's hair was burning, but it was a surprise shout.

It was an arrow that struck the flying sword like a heavenly iron rod, from which he felt the familiar atmosphere of hegemony and immortality.

The sound of the violin is dense as rain.

Red Shirt Girl's Fiber Ten Finger nails bled out with a gust of soul power. Tens of millions of trenches appeared in front of her. A force gathered with mud and dust into a handle of mud water sword impacted upon the approaching cave barbarian practitioner.

The cave practitioner crossed his arms and blocked his chest wound. His body was straight as a mountain, but he was still continuously slipped back by a powerful impact force. The red flame on his body was also stretched back, such as a red candle in the wind.

Lin Xi's surprise shouts, the dense footsteps like drums beat the earth.

A tall black figure stepped out of the mist, but it was not Lin Xi's imaginary Wei, but a masked Kurokoyun Qin general with a giant axe.

“Cough... Cough... I can't believe you didn't run away, but secretly followed...”

“Good... you should be the Green Academy student named Lin Xie... an old wind pedestrian... a wind pedestrian who hasn't grown yet... plus a Green Academy elite with a lone star battle axe... this trip is already worth it..."

Countless subtleties, like the sound of countless transparent mouths surrounding the earth, still coughing lightly, seemingly spitting blood, but not panicking, but rather full of surprises.

This sound makes the saint of this Purgatory Mountain more powerful and mysterious.

……

Juwei doesn't care about the sound.

After he fired an arrow, he retreated silently towards the woodland behind him.

Yet at this moment, he raised his head sharply and his eyebrows burst into darkness.

The thin sword had broken open the fog and struck at him.

“When!”

The giant bow in his hand rose, easily blocking a blow from the sword, but he felt compelled to chill.

Just now, under a heavy blow, the saint of Purgatory Mountain was still not exposed, and he still could not find where he was, and from where he was at this moment, to Lin Xi and the redshirt actress's position, more than 400 steps, but the flying sword came directly down.

He is a true wind pedestrian, and has also reached the cultivation of the saint, and he can tell with great certainty that the cultivation of the purgatory mountain saint who controls this sword is absolutely impossible to control the sword more than 200 steps.

Yet now the fact is certainly more than two hundred steps, which can only indicate that Purgatory Mountain has a new secret unknown to Qingyu College… a secret completely strange to Qingyu College and even incompatible with the perception of the power of the soul, more surprising than this thin flying sword itself.

“When the time comes... When... when...”

The blow blocked by Zhouwei was like the beginning of a sharp song, his body instantly sounded a series of terrific and crisp bursts.

The owner of this flying sword is also extremely aware of the horror of the bow and arrow in his hand. It does not give him any distance and time to open the bow. The thin flying sword wears flying around him at high speeds like a wild bee, but only a flying sword brings out the vision of countless wild bees. The flying sword almost attached to the body of Zhuwei, in a disorderly rhythm, extremely horrible speed, constantly stabbing and killing at all parts of Zhuwei's body.

Skin exposed to nudity outside is covered with black scales.

Under the agitation of his soul, a layer of inscribed deck stretched out of his black robe.

This armor does not appear in the world at all, and the black light that surrounds him conceals the shape of a bird outside him.

The flying sword cleaves the black robe outside of Zhuwei, cutting the black armour inside at very high speed, creating a luminous circle of fire.