Thunder Martial

The strength of the guardians of the ninth level of the human road is comparable to that of the spirits, except for the strong men of the first level. And the strength of the first Guan Zhuang man is also comparable to the spirit body, only that he is the representative of the rules, there is a unique space mask.

In this way, whether it's offensive or defensive, he can compare to the previous demon dignity, so it's extremely difficult to deal with.

But the next guardian of the Gate Town, though equally capable of spiritual warfare, did not have that space mask, and it was relatively easy to break through.

By the time the Purple Walker arrived at Level 5, there was already blood everywhere, many human monks had died, and as for the ancient beasts, even though they had died, blood had not dripped.

“Go, go to level six. ”

Purple Pearl and others rushed to the sixth level. When they arrived here, they saw a group of ancient meddling tigers strike hard at the human army, while some spirits were also under tremendous pressure and rushed forward.

Fear of being injured by a meddling tiger and bleeding to death, they are relatively slow. But each level represents a soul soldier, the most precious weapon in the world, and so the purple wings unfold, turning into a flowing light polar forward.

In the past, the thunder wings vibrated and the wind rolled like a storm flat. Under this storm, the formation of the underworld tigers was instantly broken, followed by the windswept of their shapes flying around.

In addition to the underworld tiger, there are also human monks who cannot escape.

Purple flushed through the entire swarm in a straight line, rushing towards the forward level.

A few miles later, the glow flashed and a figure stopped the purple. This is a middle-aged man in black with a very cold look and a long sword in his hand. Sword Feng is cold, intentionally swallowed up, and a powerful and cold soul spreads for it.

The guardian appeared, the spirit will arrive not long away, it is naturally impossible for Purple to say hello to the guardian, report to the home door, and then fight hard.

He doesn't have the time, and the guards don't have the same mood, and they both belong to that type of urgency.

After a slight confrontation, there was a war. The first to strike was the guardian in black, who held a soul sword and stabbed purple.

The sharp sword lashes through the long sword, with a murderous sword, pointing straight to the purple eyebrows.

The sword was quick and sharp.

The thunder wing on the back of the purple snapped, taking a step toward the side, avoiding the blow with a millimetric difference.

This is a wonderful step, very well placed.

Evasion of a sword, purple forward shooting, the lights flashed in the guardian's hand again, immediately after, at his feet, the whole person retreated towards the rear, obviously not wanting to fight purple close.

Zizhen hides again and moves on.

Cut off the guardian and retreat.

That's how they fought each other.

However, in front of the speed of the world, the guardians did not take many steps back and were chased by Purple.

The glittering golden punch directly smashed the sword, the purple vibrating wing flashed up, the glittering golden light began to flash, a set of strikes has been gorgeous.

With each shot down, a hint of gold enters the body of the black-clothed man, and with dozens of shots down, the black-clothed man begins to emit a golden light from all over his body, which is faint at first, then glows.

“Boom!”

Eventually, the golden light reached a limit, and the black man's body blew open and a bloody rain poured down the sky. Purple grabbed the sword quickly and fled the rain as soon as it flashed.

It took a very short time to start the war and kill the enemy. When the Purple Sword returned, the monkeys and others arrived here. And after the monkeys and others, the spirits arrived, and saw that the purple clay had vanquished, and their faces appeared unsatisfactory.

But the power of purple is enough to easily kill the spirit, and they naturally dare not say much, so they can only enter the seventh level.

“Let's go, too! ”

The Purple Sword is to greet people to keep moving forward. Everyone here has their own soul soldiers, naturally they don't need this sword.

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In the heart, the sea of blood is still tumbling and a lot of blood is blending in. And in the heart of the Blood Sea, a bloody step emerges from the Blood Sea and goes straight into the sky.

“How did this blood step show up so fast?” On the edge of the Blood Sea, the Prince saw this scene and his face was full of understanding.

The bloody steps began to appear very slowly, and it took a long time for one to appear, but in just a few moments, more than a dozen.

In the blood sea, the two demons opened their eyes, and the wounded demons coldly said: “Damn, they're coming so soon, my wounds haven't recovered yet, I can't stay here anymore. ”

Another demon said: "Go up there. After all these years of sealing us, it is absolutely unexpected that we have explored this space and that we have some rights to its use. ”

Not all the blood steps have been shown yet, but the shadow of the two demons flew into the air at the next moment. At the same time, the Prince and the body of the nearby demon race also went into the sky, straight into the dome of heaven, into heaven.

After competing seconds, Purple broke the eighth level again and got the reward for this level.

Others, however, decided not to give Purple Chance a chance to rush towards Level 9 before meeting the Guardian of Level 9 before Purple Chance.

After seeing the guardians, their faces changed dramatically, and they stopped going forward, but stepped back, and their eyes were full of consternation.

Zixuan rushed here with the demon ape and others. When he saw the guardian of the ninth level, he immediately had an accident on his face.

The guardian was the teenager who appeared. At this moment, the teenager stood empty-handed and his cold eyes looked down at the crowd. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, but just standing empty was enough to force many to retreat.

“Guardian of the ninth level, kill him without knowing what the reward is? ”

At this moment, everyone looked up at the teenager, and that's what they were thinking. But one on the ground, one on the sky, trying to kill each other isn't easy.

“Which one of you will die first?” The aerial teenager's cold air duct, meanwhile, as he opened his mouth, trembled through the space surrounding him, followed by flames from void to void surrounding the teenager.

In this flame, people clearly perceive a destructive force, which is still unique, and this situation can only indicate that this destructive force is the... rule.

Knowing the power of mobility rules almost heralds invincibility and only one thought is needed to kill anyone.

At this moment, when people saw the teenager so horrible that they met the cold eyes of the teenager, there was fear in their hearts, and then their subconscious backed away.

Everyone retreated, and the Purple Walker, who was in the rear, reached the front.

The teenager looked down at Purple, coldly: “Are you coming to die? ”

Purple glanced around and found the others retreating, waiting for themselves to be isolated and, coincidentally, they were being watched by teenagers.

“How can there be such a level when the teenager has the power of the rules and cannot kill him?” Lu Peng frowned, and at the same time suggested that Ziqiao should not rush in.

“It's strange, it's almost a necessarily dead end, but if it's a breakthrough, how come there's no chance?” Su Mengyao also understood.

This is all the more true in the faces of others, who, at the same time, do not want to risk purple, indicating purple retreat.

“Why, don't you dare come up and wait for me to come up and kill you one by one?” Seeing a front-row pedestrian retreat, the teenager's cold mouth, the flames burning around him, became more and more irritable, and the destructive force shook from the air toward the surrounding area.

Purple, look at the people around you, and look at the teenager again. The world belongs to someone else. Running is impossible, only hard on the scalp. He stepped forward and drank: "I'll do it! ”

Su Mengyao and others watched the purple face change.

“Haha, I am not afraid to die, since you want to die, then I will become you!” The teenager laughed.

“I saw you die! ”

When Zijuan was ready to go forward, he decided to do it, and when he did, he did it with all his strength. As for his most powerful attack so far, he must naturally be the finger of Thor.

This finger, which he has been practicing in the Thunder Sea for a long time, does not know why he has not met his enemies, although this technique is skilled and has never triggered the phalanges.

Purple forgets almost the existence of the phalanx. Until before, when he met a strong man and struck out a thunderous god's finger, this felt the presence of the phalanx, and a mysterious force emerged from the phalanx.

This power, you can barely call it divine power.

Purple hands were stamped, then flew quickly with a finger, fingers flew out, merged with the thunderbolt above the dome, and turned into a thick thunderbolt like a thunderbolt like a thunderbolt. Besides the power, the most terrible thing about this thunderbolt is that of the divine power.

Thunder God means coming down from the sky, so it doesn't matter if the opponent can or can't fly, can't even fly, can fly better, can be attacked early.

When the teenager saw the fingerprints, he was surprised in his eyes, but he was not afraid. He just lifted his hand and slapped at the sky.

Beneath this palm, the flame energy of the surrounding area rearranged in front of it, turning into a flame-burning dragon of destruction, pointing a finger at the thunder in the sky.

“Boom! ”

Two kinds of energy collision, tens of thousands of thunder sounds exploded, two kinds of energy began to collide, ravaged, and at the same time, the power of the divine power and the rules began to collide constantly.

Since it is in the air, this destructive force spreads when it involves involving the body of a juvenile as well.

As soon as he was involved, the mask around the teenager began to twist sharply, as if it was unbearable and wanted to explode.

In the sky, destructive forces ravaged for 10 breaths before slowly dissipating.

But between the ten breaths, no voice was heard from the teenager, no anger was growled, no great screams were screamed, just as the moment the destructive energy was drawn into it, died of invisibility.

But there is no certainty that the teenager is dead, because the heavenly dome does not shed a drop of blood.

Just as people speculated that the teenager was alive or dead, the destructive energy dissipated in the sky and the phalanges flew back again.

The eyes of the people were dying in the air, and just as the destructive energy dissipated, they saw the figure of the teenager, and then they cried out in disorientation.

In the face of such an attack, there is no injuries around the juvenile, while the juvenile, the more intense the killing intentions around him, the colder the eyes, looking down at the purple, said, "You..."