Thunder Martial

Zizheng was surrounded by a half-step sacred prince, and people killed the planes.

After all, when they came here, they didn't get anything, but an eight-star Holy Spirit in the other district actually got a magic scroll.

Their hearts are naturally unbalanced, but the purple ones look at the people in a calm response.

In the face of this general situation, Purple deserves to be nervous.

But no, he's very tranquil.

calmly looking at the crowd.

You know you're going to die. Is that a fate? A half-step saint said with disdain.

Purple smiled slightly, "It's to see which one of you is more unbeaten, so hesitate to target who first.

The half-step holy prince coldly said: "What is dead and alive is dying, dare to say such a shamelessly!

Purple looked at each other and said, "So it looks like you still owe it the most, so let's kick your ass first.

You want to die!

Without waiting for Zixuan, this half-step holy prince has been provoked to go towards Zixuan.

Everyone else didn't move, watched quietly, someone's expression was changing, seemed to speculate on the true and false points in the purple words.

The next moment, the purple waved, and the magic scroll opened from his hand, like a map of a mountain or a world unfolding.

When the painting roll unfolded, it trapped all the spiritual sacred dignity. If it wasn't for Ray's sword to break open the painting roll and implant the spiritual nucleus into it, the demon god would refine everyone.

Years later, the painting roll unfolded again, but unlike the last time, this time the painting roll was manipulated by the spiritual clan, trapped all the demons in it.

The demon smiled. He was very satisfied with the performance of the demon young man. He had deliberately done this before. He also wanted to persecute the demon once. I didn't expect the other party to be so angry and quickly grasp the picture roll.

After drawing everyone into the scroll, everyone's posture remained unchanged and the purple rays remained surrounded.

The half-step Saint, who was about to do so, stopped and looked somewhat wary.

Is this the demon god's scroll? A half-step Saint John said in astonishment.

Purple looked at each other and said, "Why not?

The half-step Saint's face became gloomy.

In the distance are the Nine-Star Holy Spirits, who, when the scrolls are opened, bring them in, and none of them fall.

Purple said, "I told you before, there's an opportunity in the sky, and you're all like idiots, you don't believe it. Now what?

A few half-step holy princes looked at each other, wondering if the purple tone was suddenly hard, so they didn't dare to do it.

Purple eyes swept from the half-step holy faces that were inherited from the Demon God and continued to say, "Can I not have you idiots inherited from Lord Demon God?"

Purple pointed to his eyes and said, "See? The Eye of the Devil God? My eyes can see through illusions and see real things. You idiots didn't believe me when I thought I was fooling you? Do you believe that now? Too bad it's all late.

Now, you tell me, who's gonna come looking for a punch?

The purple of the moment, no matter what the power, is at least countless times bigger.

All present were half-step holy princes, true demons below the first person, now well, taught by an eight-star Holy Spirit in the district.

Everyone looked at each other again, and decided not to wait any longer, but to take the lead first.

Between moments, all half-step holy princes passed through soul-reading exchanges towards purple death.

The purple corners of my mouth appear with a hint of sarcasm. Outside, I admit you are strong, but in the scroll of this demon god, you are all bugs in my eyes.

The voice dropped and Purple snapped a finger.

In the scroll, the rules fluctuate, powerful pressure descends.

Those half-step holy princes, the powerful atmosphere that flourished around them, instantly became weak.

Entire territory.

All half-step holy princes have become the realm of the Nine Stars.

And in the distance, the Nine Star Holy Spirit becomes an eight star.

The light flowing around the purple roll is on top of the drawing roll, which belongs to the power of protection.

What do you think?

Purple, look at all the shocked holy princes. Don't come to me for a beating. Why do you have to do this?

So what? Kill the eight stars!

These arrogant half-step holy princes in the outside world chose not to hesitate to join hands in the face of the current situation.

What a shame!

Purple smiled coldly and did not retreat. To say that there was no bottom gas in his heart for the first half of the Holy Spirit, but now since it was against the Nine Stars, let alone a dozen, even if he came back to these, he could still deal with them.

One punch against a falling nine-star, the other side flew out unexpectedly.

The next moment, Purple's body flashed, avoiding many attacks, and came close to each other.

Hands up and down, the magic flashes.

A blood line was drawn in the air, and the half-step Saint John of the Fall retreated.

Not dead.

There was an accident in Purple's eyes. Even if the other party fell into the realm, it was still a half-step sense of holy dignity and that strength of the flesh.

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The voice is not heard by anyone else, except Zixuan.

The helpless response was: Lord Demon God, I am just a normal Demon tribe, and there is no family power behind me. I have to worry about other people's calculations all day. Where do I get my weapons? That is, where there are so few people, it can be such a brazen battle. If it is outside, even if I can kill everyone, I can only hold my tail and be a good person. I may have to meet them and smile with them.

Zijuan said this, the Demon God understands very well, and it is true that power is critical, but family power is even more essential because it is the root cause of growth.

Purple had a good weapon on his body, but he didn't dare take it out, because once the demon detected it, it would be troublesome.

Under these circumstances, purple power, though still strong, has not been forcefully suppressed, especially since these half-step Saints are cautious and it is almost difficult to want to hurt one of them.

This situation persists and, in their view, Purple remains the loser.

But these half-step holy priests clearly did not want to wait, and one of them shouted impatiently: what were they doing standing there, coming to join forces.

In the presence of either the Nine Star Holy Spirit or the Half-step Holy Spirit, they are now going to jointly deal with an eight star in the district, but they are not ashamed at all.

The next moment, those falling 8-star Holy Spirits flew this way.

Seeing this scene is a little helpless, I can only use a few cards.

So the ghost appeared.