Chapter 1823: Demon spirit

The tens of thousands of meters long cyan wind blade tears the world.
The magma of the volcano erupted into the void.
A handle of thunder and lightning giant hammers from the sky to cover the sky.
Along with the screams of fear, countless monsters and war spirits were smashed into pieces in the turbulent magic, burning into ashes and smashing into plasma.
"Killing each other's followers 6773982...7995433..."
"Killing the other party's first-level commander 32566...47399..."
"Killing the other party's second-level leader..."
......
The horror of magic lasted for more than ten minutes. When all the light and shadow disappeared, the whole area has become a thoroughly purgatory world. There is no other warrior. The layers of space collapse and shatter. The broken bones float in the endless void.
"Voice ~ ~" countless followers can not stand such a scene, directly squatting in the void, regardless of the Xuanjing or the Tao, all face pale and constantly retreat.
Even the few magicians who released the reels were trembled violently at this time.
These killed are all living high-level creatures, not the aquatic World of Warcraft in the world of big fish.
The whole world is silent, and only the silent breathing and heartbeat can be heard.
"See it! This is the result of your insistence!" Yang Ling's cheeks trembled constantly, and the soul couldn't help but sway, and Jin Wuzhen had a blank mind.
Originally, he did not care about the threat of Yang Ling, but from the moment of the advent of magic, he was lost by his own system.
What kind of magic is this?
Killing the Xuanjing strong is like killing the ants, millions of followers, nearly a thousand Xuanjing masters, and there is no one left in an instant.
This is not a battle that is evenly matched, but a living massacre.
Under the horrible attack, who else can be blocked under the saint?
Yang Ling stood in the tone of Qinglong’s head and said, "Golden Wuzhen, if I want to kill you, you have no chance to escape. This mission, you have no chance of winning, you go!"
"Go?! Hahahaha!" After half a sigh, Jin Wuzhen finally came back slowly, his eyes staring at Yang Ling and making a crazy laugh. "I am a golden sorcerer, and I have never retreated. This system has been selected. I have experienced this mission. Only the end of your life and death, why should you escape and say, start with it, come up with your most powerful combat skills, let me see your most powerful strength! Otherwise, laugh to the last It won't be you!"
When Jin Wuzhen talked, the golden scales on the body released the golden light, and the strong brilliance shrouded his body. The whole body was like the same golden sun, the soul of the hedgehog, and among the golden light, A golden bird with three wings and six wings shrouded in the sky, floating in the void and opening a huge wing, and the broken limbs floating in the void are instantly annihilated in the golden light. .
The mighty atmosphere filled the atmosphere, and the two system cities were constantly oscillating in the golden light. The large section of the city wall collapsed, and all followers and team members who were in contact with Jinguang also had nowhere to be seen. Like the melting of snow and ice, with the constant reminder in Yang Ling's mind, floating on the light curtain of Tianzhu, the number of deaths of his own is constantly rolling.
At this time, instead of Yang Ling’s instructions, everyone fled back into the system, and Jinguang and the spiritual shield collided together. The whole spiritual world followed with a slight tremor, and the spiritual shield began to melt.
"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"
Yang Ling stood in the void and his face returned to calmness. In his eyes, the color was also tumbling. A purple gold bell hangs over the top of the head, emitting purple light to hold the body in it. The golden light is rolling, but it can never break through the range of purple light. , like running water, spread out from all around.
"Dead~" With a scream of resounding clouds, the three-legged Jinwu and the six wings moved together, like a huge sun slamming against Yangling.
"Golden Years~"
With a faint voice, Yang Ling's finger gently pressed forward, and the fist-sized mass of colorful light spurted out from his fingertips, like a shining star falling into the golden light, while a vast expanse As the breath of the sea emanates from Yang Ling, the violent mental power turns into a transparent water wave visible to the naked eye to wrap the light into it.
"Hang~~~"
In the middle of the sky, the light blasted in the darkness of the darkness, and suddenly the stars shone, as if a universe suddenly reborn.
Among the stars, a desolate and ancient atmosphere instantly drowned the golden light, and a golden wave of gold rose from the sky. The silver space continued to fold, and the three-legged gold-wool disappeared instantly in the intertwined light of gold and silver.
This is what Yang Ling built in consciousness when he released the five ultimate seven-level magic scrolls.
This time, it is also his second release of this eight-level magic.
After releasing the magic, Yang Ling stood quietly in the void, without any expression on his face, and his eyes reflected in the magical light and shadow that was constantly tumbling.
From the moment of the successful construction of this magic, he knew that the three-legged Jinwu had no chance to turn around or escape.
Because this is a magic that will be hit hard by even the Asian holy.
In this golden age, time and space have already had a bit of order, and under the order, all matter will be broken down into rules, unless it can resist the erosion of magic with the power of more powerful order. It will be corroded by the power of time and space, and the soul and the body have been slowly eroded into nothingness.
A monster that has not yet reached the peak of the real Xuanjing should soon be completely destroyed by the power of time and space.
A group of gold and silver intertwined jelly no longer has any movement after shaking a few times in the void.
"叮叮~"
Two consecutive system prompts resounded throughout the system, and suddenly a new message popped up on the huge light curtain suspended above the sky.
"The system holder successfully kills the other system holder, the keeper task is completed ~EbookFREE.me~ reward all followers star +1, reward guardian star +1, free repair all losses in the system , exempt from the cost of resurrection using the reincarnation rules..."
With the appearance of the light curtain, a void vortex suddenly emerged, and the pale-skinned Oda Snow came out of the vortex, and the white dress broke through several large holes, revealing a large white skin, and several wounds were still in the wound. Constantly picking up the pale golden blood, and slid all the way back and forth in the void.
In front of Yang Ling, the energy of the golden years of magic gradually disappeared, and finally there was only a group of golden light clusters of fist size, emitting a faint brilliance.
Yang Ling swept it with the knowledge of God and then raised his hand and watched it in the palm of his hand. This thing could not be corroded in the golden years. It seems to be a good thing.
Is this the demon spirit of the three-legged Jinwu?
Yang Ling will collect the light group into the Shenhai, and then fall into the system one step at a time.
In the opposite city, a golden miner card slowly rose.
"Hey~, is it integrating the other's system..."
"Fusion!"
After Yang Ling chose to confirm, the whole system began to shake, accompanied by colorful brilliance from the void to become a passage, the opposite city hidden into the passage, and soon another main city appeared in the system's main control light curtain on.

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