Chapter 1248: Mandala

"It's you!?"
Nine secluded Monarch's face is instantly blue, and Lin Muyu's appearance has already caused a shadow on his mind. This is the kid, and he defeated himself in three strokes!
"Oh it's you!"
Ziyan repeats the words of the nine secluded monarchs, his eyes are full of grievances, saying: "What are you waiting for, this person is the strongest of the gods, kill me, kill him!"
For a time, the Ziyun Mountain in the air slammed down like a tsunami. It was the tens of thousands of Mo Luo army!
Lin Muyu sat still on the dragon's back, his left hand gently swayed, and a bunch of golden light floated in the palm of his hand. In the blink of an eye, his back burst into a ray of light, and the illusion became bigger and bigger. Like the turtle's carapace, the footsteps are huge and the radius is hundreds of meters. The outer side of the carapace is a small gold mang, and those are the swords of the proud sword!
"Brushing brush..."
Sword gas constantly flies away from the shuttle, destroying the dead and shooting through the demon group, just like the tens of thousands of swords in the blink of an eye, in the blink of an eye, the sky is full of blood rain, rushing to the first wave of Lin Muyu Wan Mo Luo has been bombarded, and he himself is unscathed, taking a deep breath and whispering to himself: "The mansions are still very powerful..."
......
The Seven Devils, Zi Yao, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxuan, Feng Jixing and others all looked at it. This is not like Lin Muyu who was known before. Lin Muyu at this moment is simply too strong!
"Still!"
Ziyan roared, and the light of the tower of the gods in the hands rose up, and it was about to start.
Lin Muyu did not give him the opportunity to attack him, his fingers raised, and suddenly a skylight penetrated the clouds and went straight to the purple inflammation. It was the sword power of the proud sword!
"scare?!"
Purple inflammation snorted and raised his arms and swept away.
"boom!"
The air flares skyrocketed, and Lin Muyu’s sword was beaten by hard, but the purple inflammation was not much better. The arm was shocked and red, and if it didn’t rely on the tower, it only relied on its own strength to fight with Lin Muyu. In the words, Zi Yan already feels that he is going to end up in the ten strokes.
"What are you waiting for?!"
Ziyan roared: "Give me kill, all together, kill me! Nine secluded monarch, follow me first to solve the gods of the Eastern gods!"
"Yes!"
Numerous holy kings and demons will rush to the edge of the army, and with the flames of the flames rushed to the earth with a beam of fire. Finally, the full-scale war began, no longer just one-on-one.
In the air, countless Mo Luo surrounded, and surrounded by Lin Muyu, apparently the devil is trying to use the advantage of the number to entangle him, first solve the other gods.
Lin Muyu naturally won't let them succeed, and both palms suddenly close together on the chest. Suddenly, there are countless swords flying around the whole body. They rushed over the earth, and countless Mo Luos were killed by swords along the way. People can block, the whole person is like a golden fireball to break through the blockade, even those magic will be no different from the magic Luo, so the understatement is shattered.
Above the earth, tens of thousands of demons have landed, fighting with the Seven Devils and other people. On the top of the Lonely Peak, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxuan and others rushed to the flames and the light fell. Melee.
The wind continued to stand in the jungle of Lonely Peak, and both palms raised and snorted: "Hurricane!"
Hundreds of meters above the earth suddenly stormed, and the rogues of a list were smashed into pieces. At the same time, a ray of light descended from the sky, piercing a storm that was followed by the wind, and even holding the sword of Lin Muyu, he slightly Hey, I can’t help but smile and laugh:
Big brother, are you flying?

The wind continued to laugh: "Yes, fight first!"
"Ok!"
A cold brush of "brush" passed, and a demon behind Lin Muyu will be shot through the heart, and Wei Qiu will appear. After the bow, he smiled and said: "Adult, there is me!"
"Good..."
Lin Muyu was delighted, his palms trembled fiercely, and the strong thunder burst into the air like a storm. The power of the sacred martial arts, only the power of the kind-hearted person can grasp, so Lin Muyu almost did not think about the blessing of the power of the holy force, in the devil world People can't get this kind of power. On the contrary, the potential of the wind, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxuan, and the Seven Devils are greatly stimulated, and they become more brave and invincible.
On the ground, a flame exploded, it is the offensive of Jiuyun Mojun to Ziyao. His magic flame is far more violent than other demons. How perfect is the skill of hundreds of thousands of years, even if it is injury Not yet healed, he can even make a fair share with the goddess of justice, Zi Yao!
"Hey!"
The power in the air field stirred up, and Lin Muyu swooped down. He held a sword in his hand and sipped his voice: "I won’t kill you yesterday, you dare to come?!"
"scare?!"
The nine secluded monarchs trembled with a chill on their heads. It was an attack from Lin Muyu, a deja vu attack.
"Peng!"
It is very difficult for people who are locked by the swords of the proud swords to escape. The nine sorcerers are unable to break free from the shackles of the sword field, and they are directly swayed by a sword!
The bombardment was smashed, and the old monster from the depths of the devil was killed and I couldn’t think of it.
Ziyao glimpsed a little, could not help but look behind Lin Muyu, said: "Be careful to destroy the tower!"
Lin Muyu is also a glimpse. The purple inflammation in the air has been breathing time. The tower of the gods has been sacrificed. The tower is swiftly swept, and the flames are sprayed. The direction of Lin Muyu is a blow, and even Ziyao is attacking. In the range, it cannot be moved after being locked, and it can only be hard.
The Seven Devils, an axe, smashed a holy king and turned and burst into shock: "Zi Yao!"
When he flies, he will once again use his body to block the tower of the gods.
However, the volley pushed it away with a gentle temper, Lin Muyu whispered: "You are the emperor, let me go, I am coming!"
"what?"
The Seven Devils are stunned, but it is obvious that Lin Muyu is not joking. He will not do this without absolute confidence.
......
"Peng!"
Lin Muyu stepped on the void and flew over the light of the tower of the gods. At the same time, the palms closed, and the eyes looked calmly at the purple inflammation in the distance. A bunch of swords were swirling around the body, and they gathered together in a blink of an eye. In front of the body, more and more swords, and soon superimposed into a diamond-shaped giant shield composed of the strength of the sword field, the light is shining, the righteousness!
"The shield of the sword domain, it depends on whether you can stop it!"
There is no such trick in the proud sword, this is Lin Muyu's flexible use of the proud swordsman's own tricks, to form a heavy shield with heavy overlapping swords to meet each other's fierce attacks, proud sword is only a general mind, I am afraid that only the forest of Lin Muyu can understand.
"Dead!"
In the air, the raging sound of purple inflammation, the energy of the towering tower was officially erupted, and the heavens and the earth were one of them. The power of the whole demon world was completely exhausted at this moment!
"boom!"
The beam bombarded the shield on the sword field, and suddenly the first layer of the sword field power instantly collapsed, but there are second, third and even more!
Lin Muyu’s eyes were cold and his face was full of sweat, pushing the shield of the sword field forward and approaching the tower of the gods. I saw that the power of the tower of the tower was strong, but only one-half of it was destroyed. The shield of the sword domain can no longer be exhausted. Instead, Lin Muyu sent the sword shield to the front of Ziyan, and shouted: "Burst!"
"Hey!"
This huge energy shield actually exploded, turning into countless swords and raging into the air. For a time, countless people in the devil were attacked and killed. Ziyan killed and did not think that Lin Muyu’s move was actually against the attack. It can only be resisted by the power of the shroud of the Destroyer Tower. The light of the tower of the gods is dimmed in a blink of an eye.
"call out……"
Lin Muyu raised his hand and pulled out the Xuanyuan sword. The Jianguang was soaring, and his body shape was like lightning. The arm of Zhanyan’s towering tower was a sword!
In the loud noise, the light of the tower is more dim, and the power of the tower to protect the body has been seriously depleted.
"Hey..."
Another three consecutive swords, Ziyan was slammed back and forth, his face was full of surprise, this moment Lin Muyu was worthy of the title of Wushen, who can be the opponent of this kid? ! This is a strong Tianwei attack, I am afraid that even if the gods of the heavens come, they can only go down the wind.
Not waiting for the purple inflammation to go, Lin Muyu raised his hand is another arrogant sword!
Numerous swords and squads are on the suffocating suffocation of Ziyan. The Lord of the Devils retreats from the unprecedented wolverines and smashes the tower of the gods, while screaming in the mouth: "Protect the tower of the gods and kill me." They kill them!"
Between the heavens and the earth, countless Mo Luo troops came from the top of the mountain.
"A rain, don't chase it!"
On the ground, the Seven Devils shouted loudly.
Corresponding to it is the voice of the White Wind King: "Protect the ancestors to retreat and block them!"
......
At this time, Lin Muyu has also lost more than half of his power, taking a deep breath, carrying Xuanyuanjian to kill, body full of Jianqi, no one can close, the proud sword is the best to play.
Under the power of Shengwu, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxuan, Feng Jixing, Wei Qiu, Qu Chu and other gods are also completely invincible, and all the magical powers and the Luo Luo army are killed, in the twinkling of an eye. Covered with a thick layer of the body of the demon Luo, this is a great victory in the Eastern realm, no one back, nearly three hundred people chasing tens of millions of magic Luo crazy.
The battle lasted for a whole night, until the next day when the sun was shining, the sun blew through the clouds, and the remnants of Ronaldo retreated. The seamounts were already obscured by the body of the demon, and the rich smell was very pungent, but everyone who was stained with blood laughed.
This battle is too rare, it is the beginning of the devil's defeat!
......
Above the foothills, the Seven Devils sit on the stone: "Hey, take a break, exhausted."
Lin Muyu also fell from the sky, his arm was lightly shaken, and all the blood on the sword was burned out. Then he returned to the sheath and walked over the rock. There were only two little girls in his eyes, and they opened their arms. they.
Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxuan also held him tightly. The whole night of the killing made them not have a chance to embrace.
"Cough..."
The wind followed the cough.
Chu Yao is laughing.
......
The Seven Devils wiped the blood on their faces and said, "A Yu, I thought you would go to the tower."
"I tried it, but it failed."
Lin Muyu has some helplessness. He said: "A mansion plus a shield of the sword field consumes almost a half of my strength, which directly leads to the power that is not enough to break the purple body. Otherwise, it will leave the gods. Tower, and the Emperor, you should also find a fatal flaw in the shield of the sword."
The Emperor’s eyes were in the blink of an eye, and he smiled:
The shield of the sword domain can only resist the attack of the tower of the gods twice. If you launch the tower three times in a row, you will have no choice, right?

"Yes, this is a silly commodity."
"Ha ha ha, clean up, ready to return Dachengshan, after the war, the devil will definitely withdraw from Dachengshan."
"Ok."