Chapter 781: Matching the seven-level demon

Seven hundred and eighty-one chapters against the seven-level demon
Seven levels of the devil!
This is a huge realm for Ling Feng.
At the beginning, the Dragon God in the Futu Shenyu was also in the 7th level of Wuzun. The combat power was amazing. A dragon knife smashed the power of the Eighth Wuzun. Although this old demon is far from being comparable to the Dragon God, Ling Feng also It is not in the floating gods, you can't borrow blood, and the combat power is not comparable at that time.
This will be a very dangerous battle!
"When did the martial arts come in the battlefield of the gods?" The old devil smiled and walked toward Lingfeng. The seven magical cyclones on his body were like a storm, breaking the mountains and rivers.
"So young, talent is amazing?"
"Old devil, are you admiring me?" Ling Feng blinked and smiled.
"if not?"
The old devil laughed. "I am a seven-level demon, but I want to enter the Shenwu continent, after all, there will be problems, but it is good to have your body."
Take the lead!
This is the trick of the demon.
At the beginning, there were demons who took advantage of this kind of seduction, and smashed many of the arrogances of Shenwu, and made them mad.
"Well, if you talk like this, if I kill you, I don't have any psychological burden." Ling Feng was very close-knit, and his heart was murderous. When he was in the ancient land, he was almost taken away, so he was deeply resentful.
"I hope you can laugh out later!"
The seven-level old magic smiled coldly, and the legs flashed abruptly, disappearing from the eyes of Ling Feng. At that moment, there were seven magic stars shining in the sky, just like a circle of law.
God magic seven stars step!
Based on seven stars, seven steps are taken, and the speed is like a meteor, and it is unparalleled. If you don’t agree, you will kill one or two martial artists.
Regrettably, this seven-star step is the practice of the Shenwu continent, but it shows the endless power in the hands of the demon. This is somewhat ironic.
"too fast!"
Ling Feng was shocked, his body instinctively backwards backwards, his eyes sparkling, and the scene of his backfire made him extremely sensitive to the grass and trees around him. However, when the seven magic stars emerged, he only saw one. Track.
Unbelievably fast!
It is possible to let Ling Feng, who is in the midst of a counter-attack, feel this way. It is amazing how amazing the Seven Devils step.
"boom!"
In the place where Ling Feng originally stood, the old devil emerged, and one foot smashed down from Tianyu, bursting the whole earth, and a magical force emerged from the ground, shattering it into a big hole. , a few feet deep.
It is conceivable that if Lingfeng is one step at a time, it will inevitably be more tragic than the land!
"Hey? Did you escape?" The seven-level demon has a strange face. He is very proud of the Seven Devils. In the past years, there are not a few warriors who can dodge.
"Idiot!" Ling Feng said coldly.
"Human, are you irritating me?" The seven-level demon stunned his eyes and grinned. "But even then I won't get rid of this body, I want to take it." Let me enter the Shenwu continent, and when you are notorious, I will swallow you."
"Then I want to thank you for your reminder."
Ling Feng stepped forward step by step, the murderous eyes in the eyes, said: "I will get rid of you today!"
When the voice fell, he had already rushed out like lightning, and the scene of the counterattack was fully transpiration. Three black holes of the gods burst out. Although he did not step out of the seven steps of the demon, he would not be inferior to the seven-level demon.
"Hey!"
At the same time, his eyebrows flickered, and the triple stone flew out. When the air was empty, the whole sky was cracked, and the heavy and heavy sinking began. The earth began to burst with this huge weight.
"A Tianjiao!"
The seven-level demon was shocked, and he naturally felt that the huge weight surpassed the three-level Wu Zun, reaching the point of inconspicuousness, and rushing to the seven-level Wu Zun, so that he was cold.
He walked in the footsteps, stepping on the seven steps of the demon, while dodging the triple stone, raised his hand and launched a palm, the magic in the palm of the hand rolled, turned into a shackle, flew to Ling Feng.
"Star is absolutely!"
Ling Feng's face was dignified. In the face of the seven-level demon, he did not dare to care. When he came up, he spurred the broken blade. Under the urging of the three black holes, a fierce blade slashed the void.
It is like a lightning bolt, it is like a beast!
A whistling sword screamed, and opened the heavens and the earth to block. When the seven-level sorcerer looked up, he only saw a dazzling eyelid that could not be opened!
A star emerges, bathes in the starry sky, and there is a broken blade in it, which cuts off all this!
At that moment, the wind stopped.
Time and space freeze!
"Stab!"
When the broken blade smashed, the void was shaking, automatically disintegrating from the middle, and the palm wind was broken from it. Although it weakened the horrible power on the broken blade, it still could not be blocked. Mang is broken.
It has reached the level of Wu Zun!
"broken!"
The seven-level demon is moving, and it has a magical soldier in the hand, which is as black as ink, with a strong ink-colored lightning.
No, it is a lightning bolt!
choke!
The lightning magic soldier suddenly smashed it, and the seven magical powers became the slashing knife of the of death. There were more than nine of them, and together they rushed to Lingfeng, and the whole sky was filled.
Do not dodge!
This is the lore of the seven-level demon, and the three rounds of the circle are in its attack range. At his fast pace, unless Ling Feng is a seven-level Wu Zun, otherwise he wants to dodge, it is simply an idiot.
"Float Eighteen Palms!"
Ling Feng shouted, and a was flying out of the dead hole, and he merged with him. Then, after the nine palms smashed out, all the bombardment was on the shackles, and one palm smashed one, letting the cockroaches be strong, but also Can only struggle.
Then, it was the nine palms that were killed. Unlike the previous ones, when the 18th palm of the floating buds evolved into the back nine styles, it was a counter-kill, especially the eighteen palms, which had unpredictable power.
One palm shoots, the heavens and the earth change, everything is decaying!
Only that palm is rotted into magic!
"when!"
The eighteenth palm hit the lightning magic soldiers, stirred up thousands of scorpions, scattered around, smashing the earth and the void.
Ling Feng's face was red, and Zhang mouth spurted a blood arrow. He stepped back five steps in succession, and the sternum was broken. The lightning power was too powerful. Although he was blocked, he was still strong. He was wounded.
However, the seven-level demons were also uncomfortable. His face was pale and he stepped back one step later. The tiger's mouth split and the meridians damaged several.
"Oh, you can fight across four levels, or you are a small one!"
The seven-level demon is not shocked and rejoicing. He has always wanted to win a genius. However, in the past few years, there are not many suitable ones. Some people would rather smash their bodies than to be demonized by the demon.
But in front of this human talent is too amazing, in the Wuzun level can be more than four levels, then, when he broke into the realm of Valkyrie, whether it can also fight.
This made him feel at ease.
"The devil!"
The next moment, he lifted the lightning magician over his head and looked solemn. He decided to surrender the human being in front of him and save the body intact.
"call!"
Seven magical flying shots, all injected into the lightning magic soldiers, for a time, the sky is full of ghosts and sorrows, a huge demon illusion emerges, can have a hundred feet high, magnificent, one foot can smash mountains, his hand Hold a magic sword and slammed it.
Sting!
It is like lightning, like the eyes of the gods!
In this hit, the void continually splits and turns into a large crack, like the torn wound in the human body. The magic sword seems to have no fierce light, but it returns to the truth, and there is nothing left in it. .
The whole world is filled with roars, this is the power of the devil, is the unrivaled power of the demon!
The magic sword has not arrived, but the magical power has shredded Lingfeng's clothes, and the flesh and blood has been torn apart to make a small wound. To know that he is a holy body, he can't resist the sword, how much? terrible.
"Forcing me!"
Ling Feng is close to his eyes, he runs the empty sacred way, while recovering the blood, while urging the interception of the sky, in this case, only it can rival the devil!
"bass!"
A dagger flies out, only two inches high, very simple, and the light is not obvious.
But at that moment, it was dawn!
The magic is in the air, the void is shining, the earth is roaring, a dagger flies up into the sky, bathing in three black holes of truth, it is the most shining light in the center!
It is the weapon of the gods that wins the world!
In the next moment, Ling Feng shot the knife marks and swords in the acupuncture points.
"Crazed!"
It is a pity that the knife marks and swordsmans collapsed at the touch of a hand, and they could not compete with the demon. Then, Ling Feng smashed the star and the 18th palm of the squad, and tried his best to weaken the power of the gods.
"Hey!"
These are two kinds of peak skills. They began to burst out with unparalleled brilliance, and they fought fiercely with the swords of the demon. The sound of "啵" exploded, forming countless enthusiasm, shooting the shadow of the demon, crushing a A small part of the magic.
However, the magic sword is still killing like a broken bamboo, but after a lot of blood killing, the magic sword is obviously dimmed.
And this is exactly what Lingfeng has to do. Although it is sharp, it is only under the urging of his black hole. Once his power is broken by the magic of the day, it will be futile.
Therefore, he has to do his best to let the devils get rid of, and then kill them in one fell swoop, so there is only one chance.
"Have you ever heard of rebellion?"
Ling Feng stopped, looking at the magic of the day, cracking the corners of his mouth, exhaled and said.
At the time when the seven-level magic lord was surprised and stunned, Ling Feng’s hands spread out on his chest, his body was like Tai Chi, and he slowly swayed and opened. When he was squatting, a taiji figure emerged, and two yin and yang fish jumped in joy and jumped up. Juli.
Then, under the impetus of Ling Feng, it flew over and turned into a giant Tai Chi with a height of ten feet, which was madly rotated.
This style - against God!
"Hey!" When the magic sword was strangled on the Taiji map, there was no imaginary roaring explosion, and the force of the endless reversal in the anti-god was actually the force of the magic sword, constantly reversing, hitting Going in the other direction.