Tempered Immortal

However, the scene is not evenly divided into autumn colors. The three great demon kings are famous for their notoriety. Although today's Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan is actually a counterfeit, they are truly extraterritorial celestial demons.

But since he was able to seize the true King of Ten Thousand Kings, he could imagine how powerful he was. After all these years of hammering, he was no worse than the other two demon kings.

If Yutong fairies really come here, nature is not afraid, victory can even be said to be guaranteed, but only one incarnation, although it has also crossed the realm, against other fairy fixers, it is naturally more than enough, but if the opponent is Wan Zheng Wan, the appearance of each other is awkward.

Qin Yeon had long gone missing, and apparently left this place in anticipation of King Wan's delay.

Li Yutong, on the other hand, was unable to stop it. From this, it can be seen that she was at a disadvantage.

“Oh, the first person in the spiritual world, didn't you just tread arrogantly, angry, now what, so the fairy Rain Tongue in the hall can only play with the kung fu of mouth, real strength, is that all? ”

King Wan's face was full of drama, but his hand was not at all vague.

Sleeve robes flashed and the temperature in the cave suddenly became much colder.

The empty space, like a small lake wrinkled by the wind, swung a little ripple.

Then a piece of fish-scale treasure appeared in sight.

No, it's not a treasure, it's simply a condensation of void forces.

King Wan flipped his right hand and his five fingers jumped in a magical rhythm.

It was like playing a piano, full of beauty, but as he moved, the squamous treasure turned into a vortex.

No, it's supposed to be one cyclone after another.

It was as dense as rain, and after striving for fear, it swarmed toward the fairy of Yutong.

The void was torn apart, and the power of time and space contained in each cyclone was so harsh that just one was enough to tear the old monster of the post-ferry period into powder, while the fairy of Rain Tongue faced thousands of them at the moment.

There is no hiding, that scene just makes my scalp numb.

Li Yutong did not hide.

Despite the bloodshed in the corner of her mouth and the apparent injuries in the struggle earlier, her expression was still cold and noble to the extreme, as if everything was under control.

She sighed and raised her hand.

Five fingers, a silk ribbon like treasure time emerged from her fingers, colorful glass, a glance, as beautiful as the sky's Caixia.

Its beauty is elusive in words, but there is a wonderful power of law between fluctuations.

Li Yutong's face was full of absolute colors. His hands raised and he shook the treasure down.

As she moves, the void becomes blurred, and heavenly and earth energy becomes chaotic to the extreme, as if to return to the beginning of chaos.

Paradoxically disoriented heavenly and earth energy seems to contain some kind of law, chaotic and orderly, combined in some peculiar law, transformed into a gray force, seemingly hasty, chopped forward.

Ten times a drop!

Break the enemy's space-time power with chaotic laws.

The force collided with the cyclone, and suddenly it was like water encountered fire, with no sign, and the void collapsed.

No... not collapsed, the whole thing disappeared.

The void has disappeared, and it is difficult to say exactly what the scene is.

No language in the world can describe it.

Instead, countless white mists scattered between them.

Wan Wan Wan Wan's sleeve robe swept away, the wind roared and blew away the fog.

But the eyes look like the treasure in Li Yutong's hand: “Mixed sky, you really deserve it. If this king is not mistaken, it will fall from the real fairy realm to the three major interfaces of the congenital objects, this Mixed sky should be ranked in the top three, you can have it not unusual, but give it to an incarnation of the district for use, you are not afraid to lose it? ”

When King Wan said this, his face revealed a certain greed, obviously mixing this level of treasure, he also broke his heart.

“So what? ”

“Well, is there a problem with the fairy's head, so simple, and I need to make it clear that, originally, my task was simply to drag the fairy here, not necessarily to spiritually refine Daoist, but now that you've come up with such a treasure, hey, this king has changed his mind. ”

“Do you still want the treasure?” Fairy Yutong laughed furiously.

“What, do you think this king can't do it? Well, I'm not interested in talking to you, knowing each other, just hand over the treasure, otherwise..."

King Wan's face revealed an impatient divine color.

Yet the fairy of Yutong did not answer, and once again sacrificed the treasure in his hand.

A terrible force was transmitted from her fingertips.

“Idiot, an incarnate body of the district, even if it holds such treasures as Mixed Heaven, do you think you can fight this king? Think it's really dead and alive! ”

The face of King Wan's face went to the extreme.

A roar.

The stabbing was loud, and the shape became more than a hundred times louder at the moment of rotation, and the original shape appeared.

But unlike the golden dragon that people think of.

The evil that he has changed, dark as ink, is wrapped in a dense and unusual magic, and even more amazing is that this magic has eight heads, each with a slight difference in shape, but the same, it's all gone to the extreme.

Ho!

The roar went straight into the cave, the hole went through the sky, and the nine ghosts were laid down. It gave people a staring tongue. Apart from fear, they could not find a more intuitive feeling.

The horrible momentum, such as the tidal roll, seemingly furious, unsolicited words, ordinary post-ferry fairy repair, in the face of the Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan King at this time, I'm afraid even the station can not stand steady.

This is by no means nonsense, nor is it any exaggeration.

Revealing the original Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan Wan, showing strength, is really not what ordinary people can imagine.

Rain Tong Fairy also showed a slight eyebrow picking, but was not afraid. Instead, it unexpectedly revealed a slight irony: “Is this who you really are, all the strength you can exert? ”

“Eight evil heads, if you can grow a ninth head, to prove that your strength has reached a level comparable to that of a true immortal, only eight heads, after all, are still only the level of the spiritual world. ”

“Old Wan Daoyou, talent is more than that. If you hadn't been wounded and weak and taken by you while you were still alive, you would have cultivated the ninth head. ”

“Are you saying I'm no better than I was?” The sound of the devil roaring loudly into his ears seemed extremely angry.

“It's more than that. It's a long way off. You... are just a jumping clown. ”