Thunder Martial

A rumbling sound, the world collapsed, the demon race rushed out, the thundering sound, echoing in the heavens and the earth.

Wu Ling had some wolves, had several wounds on her body and bled out.

This demonic race is powerful, far beyond Wu Ling's imagination. As a spiritual realm, his strength would not have been weak, but he did not expect his opponents to be stronger.

At this moment, after seeing the demon clan fly in a second direction, Wu Ling quickly flashed up and tried to stop the other party.

Demon clan clan forward, palm prints cover the sky, rolling demon cloud cover.

Puff

Wu Ling was hit and coughed up blood.

“Zi Chen, help! ”

When Wu Ling flied upside down, he turned to the purple pearl in the distance and said: "Kill him, this demon clan is yours! ”

The purple voice rang, “Why is it so hard to kill him? However, since Brother Wu has spoken, I will try it out. ”

I've been waiting for the other person's purple words to fly forward.

Already pressed the impatient wind, the body dissipated directly.

In this space of nothingness, a black wind emerged from all directions, converging in the direction of the demonic race.

The black wind fell on the Demon Clan.

The light on the surface of the demonic body immediately dimmed and real skin appeared.

Heh, heh! Phew! ……

Under the dark wind, his skin appeared cut after cut, and red blood appeared from the cut.

Standing not far away, Wu Ling, after seeing this scene, the color changed.

If he had not expected it, it would have turned into a great beast of black wind, but it had just entered the realm of spirituality, the same realm as the masters of these crumbling worlds.

But the black wind that it reveals is incredible to be able to harm the demon clan in the Middle East.

The demon race was furious, and the light on his body redirected, forming a powerful vibrating force, scattered around.

The surrounding black hurricane, instantly extinguished, a black palm, stretched farther and grabbed the hurricane.

During the hurricane, the sky wind flashed.

“Animals, want to run? ”

Demon eyes flash with a cold light, palms move again, to catch the sky wind.

Just then, a light shadow appeared next to the demon shadow, accompanied by a voice, "Hey, big guy! ”

The demons turned their heads and saw a small human being. “Coward, you...”

He didn't finish his speech, and Zijuan punched him.

A small fist fell on the body of the Demon Race.

Thunder exploded, powerful forces surged, and purple bodies retreated.

Withdrawal dozens, he shook his fist and looked at the demon clan 100 feet away and said: "You are really rough and flesh. ”

Wu Ling, who flew forward, was somewhat surprised when he saw that Zijuan actually punched the Demons away.

“You want to die! ”

The demon clan was furious and rushed toward the purple clan again.

As he pressed forward, he held his fist tight and his fist was lit with a rune of light.

Purple fist grip, thunder body power is excited.

The two fists collided and each flew backwards.

The Ghost stood in the distance, not fighting, but watching the two fight each other.

The sky wind stood beside the idyllic body and its boundaries were too low to hurt the demon clan.

The two men in front of them are constantly engaged and equally powerful.

The Demon Clan's huge body is getting smaller and faster and faster.

Wu Ling looked at both sides of the light, and his face became more and more shocking.

The two showed speed, which had exceeded him by this time.

“How about that?” The Netherworld pronounced purple.

Again, the purple body retreated and looked at the demon clan with cold eyes.

Previous fights, speaking, were merely a test, and if Purple had confidence to confront each other, they would make the next move, and vice versa, withdraw immediately.

“Try it!” Audio violet response.

The Netherworld preaches again: "Then go to your world. ”

Purple nodded and looked at the demon clan in front and said: "This is your strength, it is too weak. ”

The demons stood opposite the purple clan, in red eyes, and collapsed into Mori Cold Killer.

Rolling magic wrapped around him, his body magnified again, like a giant giant.

A black rune appeared on his body, with a strong and unparalleled aura, releasing.

Feel this powerful breath and the purple face becomes agitated.

“Magic Strike! ”

The demons shouted loudly, and the inscriptions on them began to swim, converging towards their right hand.

The void began to distort and violent forces surged out.

He punched out.

Sharp whistling sounds are heard in space.

Purple expression, more and more aggravated.

Countless thunderbolts, inspired by him, illuminated the surroundings and counteracted the exorcism ahead.

Wu Ling stood in the distance and did not dare to approach at random. At this time, whether purple or demonic, the breath from his body was too strong, making him feel a strong threat.

“Thunder blast! ”

The power of the thunder is excited, the purple shouts a loud drink, a punch out.

Like a dazzling sun, it meets the giant fists of the Demon Clan.

Thunderlights exploded and roared.

Countless traces of thunder poured out of his fist, like a snake, colliding with the vibrating magic and destroying it.

Purple's face suddenly changed, the thunderous forces around him quickly dispersed, seemed to be comprehensively suppressed by the magic.

He retreated quickly and his face was constantly changing.

“Go!”

As he retreated, Purple drank loudly and waved his sleeves toward the sky.

Only a thunderous palace emerged halfway through the sky, the purple palace.

“Let's go! ”

Zixuan shouted loudly at Wu Ling, who was still stunned, and the whole man had flown towards the palace of Zixuan.

Underworld and sky wind, right behind them.

After Wu Ling realized it, he hurriedly broke the sky.

Obviously, it was purple and knowingly invincible and decided to flee.

After the demon clan boxed purple, he laughed proudly. He saw the large hall in the sky, red eyes, flashing a bright light.

“The core of the human world? Looks good! ”

This demonic race has knowledge of the Holy Spirit world, and at first glance recognizes the core of the purple world, then he also knows that destroying this place is tantamount to completely destroying the human world, which is the real killing.

“You can't escape. Die! ”

The demon clan flowed brightly, and a ray of light flew out of it and headed straight for the Purple Palace in front of it.

The purple palace is wrapped in black light, and the surface thunder flashes constantly, destroying one light after another.

In an instant, the lightning broke out of the black light and reintegrated into the void and disappeared.

Shuā

It was at this moment that the Demon Clan burst into the Purple Palace.

After everyone disappeared, those spiritual realms hidden in the dark appeared.

Previously in World War I, they looked at it with shock.

“No run, that guy and his world, it's over, right? ”

Someone thinks so.

Just as the Demon Clan entered the Purple Palace, a powerful force emerged from it.

The next moment, the Demons discovered that they had left the core and came to another world.

“Welcome to my home.” A voice sounded with a slight smile.