Cangling World

In the void, Ying Wuhen kept dodging.

But no matter where he fled, Lin Luo could rely on his spiritual sense to predict his trajectory in advance, and calmly cut out the sharp sword energy.

After several times, Ying Wuhen was completely suppressed and only had the power to parry.

"open!"

Ying Wuhen didn't want to sit still, and once again burst out the power of blood, with sharp claws like red-hot steel claws, which shook Lin Luo's sword qi.

"when!"

The two collided, sparks splattered, and the torrent-like force shook Ying Wuhen's arms numb, and his body fell like a meteor.

"Sword power, monstrous!"

Lin Luo took advantage of the victory to pursue and slashed out a sharp sword.

Facing the sky-filled sword qi that could tear him to pieces, Ying Wuhen's scalp was numb, his wings vibrated violently, and his hands exploded with the power of blood, slashing out more than a dozen terrifying auras.

But even if he used the power of his bloodline, he was still not the enemy of Lin Luo who possessed the innate king body.

I just heard a scream from the void, and Ying Wuhen's half-sharp wings were smashed by the sword energy that passed through. Although it was not broken, it was riddled with holes.

"You forced me!"

Ying Wuhen knew that he was invincible, his heart slammed, and he frantically mobilized the power of blood in his body. The whole person swelled rapidly, turning into a huge blood sphere, bursting with a heavy and depressing breath.

"He's going to blow himself up!"

The faces of many spectators changed suddenly, and Sa Yazi ran wildly.

"I want you to die!" Ying Wuhen fluttered his wings and shouted as Gangfeng slammed into Lin Luo with amazing momentum, wanting to die with him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Luo's eyes froze, and he raised his hand and tapped it thirty-three times, forming a golden sword flower that penetrated Ying Wuhen's eyebrows.

"Boom!"

Ying Wuhen exploded on the spot, and blood-colored air waves rolled out, covering the sky and the sun.

The people who were far away a hundred feet away were also swayed by the strong wind, and they were terrified.

In the air hundreds of meters above the ground, a figure slowly descended, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were deep and bright, like a splendid starry sky.

This person is Lin Luo.

After using the dot-shaped sword qi, he fluttered his wings and fled without turning his head, but he was still hit by the air wave on his back, and his internal organs trembled violently, almost spurting blood.

After wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Lin Luo landed steadily on the ground.

He won this battle.

That's ninety-nine consecutive victories!

Next, there is only one final battle.

He turned around and looked at the Demon King.

"In the last battle, who does the senior plan to let him fight?"

The Demon King's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes, and said: "You can get the power of the blood of the Flying Clan. , It's a pity that you can't win the last battle."

These words were not loud, but they were clearly passed into the mouths of all beings on the Hundred Clan Continent.

The human races far away in the northwest frontier also walked out of their homes one after another, standing on the high ground and looking in the direction of Hundred Clan City.

Queer climbed up a dirt slope, stood on tiptoe and looked into the city, her dirty little face was full of worry.

in front of the ring.

Lin Luo licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and showed an inexplicable smile: "It seems that the person who will play in this last battle is someone the senior knows and has great hopes for him. If I guess correctly, He is the only one who has won every battle in recent years, isn't he?"

His words were not loud, but the experts within a radius of several hundred meters could hear them clearly.

Someone thought of that person's name and said excitedly, "Could it be, it's the devil!"

Devil!

These two words have magic power, and as soon as they were exported, they caused a sensation in the crowd.

In the past ten years, only one person has been victorious in every battle, and this person is the mysterious devil.

All races only know that he is from the Demon Race, but even the Demon Race people don't know much about him.

Because the devil is very mysterious and has a high status.

Even the patriarch of the demon clan, one of the top ten strong clans in Hundred Clan City, rarely sees a demon child.

Although the devil seldom appears, there is no doubt about his personal strength.

A few years ago, he challenged hundreds of spiritual realm powerhouses one after another. In the first ninety battles, he was defeated by one move, which was amazing.

At the beginning of the ninety-one battle, he rarely made more than five moves per game.

Even in the 100th battle, when facing the top-level expert whose strength was comparable to Ying Wuhen, he only made ten moves and won the victory.

After the baptism of the transmutation formation, the devil's strength is stronger, even if he does not enter the king level, he is no different from the real king.

"No, a few years ago, the devil was the quasi-king. With his talent, he should have become a king now, and it is impossible to fight." Someone thought of this and couldn't help but raise doubts.

"I also think so, the devil should have become a king."

"But, apart from the devil, looking at the continent of the Hundred Clan, in the spiritual realm, who else is the opponent of the God of Plague?"

"This……"

After discussing this, the kings of all ethnic groups kept silent.

Lin Luo's battle strength was too strong, and he gave birth to spiritual thoughts. I am afraid that he can beat the true king. No matter how strong other prospective kings are, they are not his opponents.

The Demon King glanced at everyone, his eyes fell to a certain direction, he stroked his long beard lightly, and said slowly: "You guessed it right, the next battle with you is the younger generation that this king personally trained. He became the quasi-king a few years ago, and he is also a hundred winners of the Battle King Stage."

After getting his confirmation, all the ethnic groups widened their eyes and looked at a certain building at the same time.

There, a young man in a black robe stepped forward.

He was tall and straight, his face could not be described as handsome, with dark golden magic lines on his face, and an innate arrogant temperament.

Devil!

The only one hundred winners in the past ten years!

The personal biography of the Demon King!

A top genius!

Lin Luo's eyes fell on the devil, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The other party gave him a strong feeling.

What's more deadly is that he can detect a strong spiritual sense aura from the devil's body.

"All the true energy in the body is transformed into Gang Yuan, and spiritual consciousness is born. The foundation is solid, and the body of the devil is really strong!"

Lin Luo secretly said, feeling the pressure.

The body of a demon is a pure demon body among the demons.

Compared with the human race, the demon race is naturally strong.

Even if the devil possessed only the body of a demon, not the body of a demon king, the power of his physique was not inferior to that of any king.

Coupled with the pure Gang Yuan in the body, and the strong spiritual consciousness, although the devil is not the devil, he is better than the devil.

Even the king of the Profound Opening Realm of the idle human race is by no means his opponent.

"Really a devil!"

Everyone stared at the devil, and they were very shocked.

The kings of all ethnic groups released spiritual thoughts one after another, glanced at the devil, and found that he was also born with spiritual thoughts, and his heart became more and more shocked.

"I'm afraid, even this king is not the opponent of the devil."

Some alien kings took a deep breath and sighed.

"It's you, are you going to fight me?"

The devil ascended to the Battle King Stage, his eyes like Mo Yuan stared at Lin Luo, his vast spiritual thoughts swept back and forth at Lin Luo, stunned slightly, and said, "Your physique seems to be strong, not weaker than mine, and you are also Spiritual Sense was born, but unfortunately, the cultivation base is not high, and it is not my enemy."

"Whether it's your opponent or not, you won't know until you've played it."

Lin Luo waved his hand and used a secret technique to enter the ninth level of infuriating cultivation.

What follows is a hard battle. If you don't use the secret method to improve your cultivation, you will definitely not be the enemy of the devil.

Even in his previous life, on the vast fertile soil of the Divine Continent, the Demon Son was considered a true genius.