Thunder Martial

I don't know if it's time for the demon god, or for some other reason, the original illusory demon weapon, at this moment one after the other, disperses like a green smoke.

Illusory illusions cannot be sustained.

After seeing the half-step sacred dignity of the contenders, their expressions changed, some incredible.

The man, who had seized the half-step sacred dignity of a weapon, was stunned on the spot.

The weapons in his hands disappeared, as did all other weapons in sight.

The real feeling I got earlier was fake, everything was fake.

How can it be like this

Everyone was stunned. Were they all fake when they waited for someone to kill them?

The cry for help rang from the rear, and Zijuan was still slaughtering with a knife.

Everything else is fake, except that the purple scrolls are true.

At this moment, everyone's gaze is locked on the purple body.

Lord Demon God, what the hell is going on? Zijuan also detected the anomaly in front of him and hurried to ask.

Everything in the past was presented by the magic painting roll. Now the painting roll is in your hand, about to be refined, without the maintenance of the power of the painting curl, everything will be restored to its original state.

The demon god was in a good mood and responded with a smile.

Eight stars have such power. What if they grow up to be holy?

Demon gods have high expectations for demons in their hearts.

Purple's heart changed rapidly, and he asked, "What should I do?

Those half-step holy priests have stopped fighting each other, and each one of them is staring at the purple, with a bad eye, like a hunter staring at a prey, which makes some hair in the purple heart.

How powerful he is, he cannot be an opponent of these half-step holy princes, not to mention the power of some demonic gods in these half-step holy princes.

Keep fighting.

The Devil God said, "Don't you want the last good thing?

Purple's heart really wanted to say that he didn't want it, but now he didn't dare to reveal the crack, so he said, "I've got the painting roll, let's just back off and stop competing for the last chance. Because they're too strong, I can't be an opponent at all!

This opportunity, only once in your life, as the holder of the painting, how can you fight for it!

The demon god's tone was a little harsh. After saying this, the breath suddenly became weak.

At this moment, Purple found an abnormal fluctuation in the sky. He looked up and saw a glowing circle, and the circle was filled with magic, which belonged to the devil god.

Those half-step holy princes have rushed forward, and the purple begins to retreat, pointing to the sky and shouting: there is this greatest opportunity, so grab it.

Half-step Saint John looked up, but saw nothing.

Played.

Played again.

Everyone's eyes are colder.

Purple is a little confused, why the biggest opportunity here, people don't fight, instead, one comes towards themselves at an accelerated pace.

The devil smiled: "At present, only you can see what you are talking about. Others are now invisible.

Purple suddenly, clamoring bad luck, these people can't see resources, of course think they are deceitful, they are fooled, for what does not exist, constant fighting, even life and death, face to face.

At the moment, he said something they had never seen before. Half-step sacred dignity was naturally taken as a mockery, and he didn't kill who?

Purple could not speak of suffering. In the face of the current situation, his heart was actually conceived, but the enemy came so quickly and unexpectedly.

If it has nothing to do with the Devil God's cruelty, Purple is unbelievable.

So what?

We can't turn our backs on the Demon God right now. Since the other party has the ability to play a little trick, it is naturally able to put Purple in a bigger dilemma.

At the moment, Zi Zhen can only confess his life.

A half-step holy prince nearest to Zixuan has arrived in front of Zixuan, and he has not yet done so. That aura of holy pride has made Zixuan feel threatened.

After all, he's just an eight-star realm.

The strength of the body is fully activated, purple dares not be careless, forming a defense.

A magic light lit up and protected him.

In this case, you should actually try to take the initiative.

The Devil's Remorse beside him still speaks the cold language of the wind, purple and bitter cannot speak.

Half-step holy pride approached, a horrific blow fell on the purple defense, accompanied by a fierce roar, the purple defense broke, and the body quickly retracted.

I truly felt the power of half-step holy pride. Purple's heart only knew the strength of this realm. Even if I took a fork, this realm is still far more powerful than the Nine-Star Holy Spirit.

Purple flies backwards, half-step Holy King chases up, another blow, purple can only hold up arms crossed blocks.

Boom!

Energy shook again, and Purple continued to fly backwards.

Demon Gods cried out: The flesh is good too.

Ziqi tried to curse the mother, stabilized her body, then turned around and ran.

With only a dozen half-step holy priests here, he couldn't possibly be his opponent at all, and now he had to wait slowly, waiting for the sad disappearance of the demon god, and then flee.

Where are you going?

An indifferent voice rang from the side of the purple body, but a half-step holy prince first arrived in front of the purple mornings, obtaining the power of the magic leg, faster than the normal contemporaries.

Just as this sound sounded, Purple began to evade, and once swept by powerful forces, even if they were immortal, they had to be injured.

Someone who had just dodged a blow was close to danger, but the other gained strength. His timing was good, like standing there in the morning waiting for the purple to arrive.

At a time when Purple Heart feels not a second, the opponent's attack is approaching.

It is a powerful leg, with the power of the Demon God, even if the purple flesh is not weak, but if it is sturdy kicked, the bones will be broken for fear of it.

Just as the crisis approached, Purple used the Eye of the Devil God, and the space around him seemed to have been distorted, and the previously approaching foot suddenly slowed down and seemed to be blocked.

In the purple eyes, the magic flashed, adding a chill.

He punched himself and finished the move extremely fast.

The energy blows up in the half-step chest of the Holy Priest, constantly rippling out the layers.

Half-step Saint John flies out, the light in his purple eyes dissipates, and his face turns pale.

This was the first time he had used the Eye of the Devil God on the battlefield, and the effect was surprisingly good.

But he could only strike one blow, because all the other half-step holy princes had come after him, and Purple had been surrounded.

There is nowhere left to run.