Thunder Martial

Before entering the Purple Palace, Wu Ling sensed that the Devil clan had chased after him, crying out loud in his heart.

Unexpectedly, immediately after that, he came to the world of purple planets and heard purple words.

Then suddenly, it turned out that this was an invitation to the monarch to enter the pot, and then he was shocked.

Ascending Spirit Realm has its own world, fighting in its own world, naturally has the added strength of war.

But it's both good and bad!

Because once the world is broken, it will herald serious injuries and will take many years to recover.

The demon race was empty, and he looked at the purple world, cold-blooded: “Humanity, your world will soon become my strength. ”

'I hope so,' said Purple with a faint smile. ”

“Death!”

On the demon clan, the demon qi circled, magnified again, a punch fell.

Countless runes emerge from him and converge on his fist, making it stronger.

The two men fought each other before, and Purple retreated invincibly.

Seeing this same punch right now, Purple smiled coldly: "Let me show you today, my true strength! ”

After that, the thunder body is activated and countless thunderbolts surround the surface of the body.

Thunder Burst!

This time it was a real thunderstorm without the slightest repression.

Thunder exploded, the space distorted wildly, forming powerful fluctuations.

Purple body, motionless, the demon race is shaken by mighty force.

Shuā

Looking at the backflighting demon clan, the light flashed beneath the purple feet and disappeared as if it were a transient shift.

At that moment, he went to the devil's side and another punch fell.

The dazzling fist exploded on the demon clan, another roar, the thunder fluctuated, and the demon clan's body weighed heavily on the earth.

The nearby ancient trees burst into flames, adding a deep pit to the ground, and countless soot flies, like a tornado.

The purple sky stood, staring indifferently below.

A black light breaks through the smoke and rushes straight to the purple.

Shuā

The figure of the purple clan disappeared from the spot and the demon clan blew away.

In addition to the Ten Lengths, Purple Gang looked at the Demon Clan and looked at it differently.

His previous two punches, all of which were lightning explosions, did not cause great harm to the other party, the other party's breath is still very strong.

Once again, the Demon clan rushes forward, the purple clan easily avoids using its speed, and then another punch falls.

A rumbling sound struck the demon clan.

Watching this scene, Wu Ling completely relaxed his mind, and the purple block was so easy, at least he didn't have to worry about the world breaking down.

After several failed attacks, the Demon Clan was furious.

Again, he backed up in a streak and stamped his hands fast.

“Devil of Power! ”

Countless black lights flew out of him, forming some sort of trajectory and rushing towards the purple.

The light flashed beneath the purple feet and the lightning died.

His body became extremely faint, like an illusory shadow, drifting to the side.

Wu!

A myriad of strange black lights intertwined, suddenly glowing.

Originally dodged in the distance, it felt dragged back into place by a powerful force.

The black light fell on him, trapping him in layers.

The blow was completely unexpected.

The purple face is transient, and the mind moves, so that the force of the rule falls, crushing the light wrapped around the body.

Soon afterwards, however, Purple discovered that he had lost his sense of his world and was unable to mobilize the rules.

The demon clan approached, punched out, and the strong and horizontal aura surged.

“Die! ”

His voice sounded like thunder, blowing up in his purple ears, leaving the purple spirit a bit of a trance.

Puff

The fist fell into the void and the black light spread.

Rolling black light, but no goal.

Purple appeared on the other side, looking coldly at the Demon Nation.

Previously, he was careless and didn't expect to take risks.

“How dare you hide? ”

Angry Demon Clan, first move.

In Zixuan's hand, he held a small knife, which was the stone knife.

Had it not been for it, the previous purple would have been struck, and death, though not so much, would have been inevitable.

Purple stashed away the stone knife and rushed forward. This time, the passing of lightning was triggered to the limit. At the same time, Purple mobilized the power of the rules of Heavenly Martial Continent to suppress the demonic race.

The speed of the Demon Clan was affected, and it was punched and flown.

Immediately afterwards, the purple body flashed, appeared beside the demon clan, and the second boxed out.

The fluttering voice continued to sound, the demonic people were comprehensively suppressed, and in front of the purple, there was no power to resist.

Wu Ling, beside him, looked shocked.

However, the Demon clan was extremely defensive, and faced with an uninterrupted attack of purple, it was only slightly injured.

It just doesn't seem like a way to keep fighting like this.

At this point, the long disappeared glimpse suddenly appeared and nodded towards the purple.

Purple looked at the demons and said, "Well, it's over. ”

After that, he disappeared from the spot.

A bang!

A powerful force struck the belly of the Demon Clan.

The Demon Clan's body flexes, like shrimp rice, and flies backwards to the distance.

Purple flashed up and the second punch fell.

After three punches in a row, the demon clan's body flew more than 10 miles.

Beneath the earth, there are ancient trees everywhere. As the demons flied back, the ancient trees below exploded, and then a huge map emerged from above the earth.

“That's enough. ”

Zixuan said, punching down.

The demon body fell down, fell on the map, and coughed up blood.

His blood was absorbed by the map, which began to emit light as if activated.

“Not enough! ”

The voice of the idle rang out.

In Zijuan's hand, a stone knife appeared and flew below.

Pfft! Pfft!...

Originally, the fierce body of the Demon clan, under the stone knife, appeared one wound after the other, over the wound, blood spilled out, absorbed by the map.

Under the activated matrix, one light after another emerged that, like a tentacle, firmly wrapped around the demonic body.

The demon race is struggling, and the demon qi is rolling, but it cannot escape this map.

Wu Ling appeared in the sky. After seeing the scene below, his face changed dramatically again and looked incredible.

“Is this the Enchanted Spirit Array? ”

He lost his voice and looked incredible.

This is the legendary method of confronting the demonic race. It can trap the extremely difficult demonic race in it, and then a little dissolve the other party's power, and use it for your own.

Wu Ling never thought that in the purple world, there was such a thing.

When he looked at Zijuan again, his expression became distinctly different.

The demon clan was roaring and struggling, but was suppressed by the death of the Falun Front.

Whistle!

The Falun Formation trembled again, and countless rays of light flew out, then layered over the demonic body.

After a moment, the demonic body was completely submerged.

Immediately thereafter, on the ground where the Spiritual Array was located, space began to distort, and then the Spiritual Array sank with the Demon Race.