Invincibility Starts From Hanging Up

"Two months."

"It's not enough."

Su Ling looked at the broken stars.

His complexion did not change.

Said lightly.

Xi~

Everyone sighed.

two months.

This fairy-level martial skill has only been mastered for two months!

Immortal-level martial arts.

A super strong person may not be able to master a fairy-level martial skill suitable for him in his lifetime, but Su Ling actually said that it took two months to cultivate the fairy-level martial skill to such an extent.

This.

Is it specifically to hit people?

"Calculate the time."

"Not two months."

"He acquired martial arts in the eighth battlefield, and it took almost two months."

Murong Tianyun said lightly.

Immortal-level martial arts are so precious and magical.

Kunlun boundary.

You can count on ten fingers.

Su Ling's immortal martial skill.

It must have been obtained in the eighth battlefield.

Some strong men who heard what Murong Tianyun said were even more shocked.

There are Murong Tianyun's words.

This further confirmed Su Ling's enchanting level.

Click!

Warm old dreams.

The troll after the god and demon body.

Holding a huge battle halberd.

Booming towards Su Ling without hesitation.

In a blink of an eye.

Seeing that Su Ling was about to fall under the halberd.

I see.

Su Ling stretched out one hand.

A long sword appeared.

long sword.

Row to the halberd.

immediately.

The space shattered, and the unparalleled sword light fell on the war halberd.

hiss~

Jianmang.

disappear.

War halberd, without the slightest obstruction.

Bi Luo Nine Swords.

Ninth sword.

Use the psychic treasure to display it.

Still unable to resist Wen Jiumeng's attack.

for a while.

Wen Jiumeng's invincible legend is even more shocking.

and.

This is just Wen Jiumeng's talent.

If the method of destruction is really used, I don't know what kind of strong person can resist it. You must know that the Demon Cult has given Wen Jiumeng a lot of super treasures.

"Nine Dao Sacred Dragon Art."

Su Ling quickly stepped back.

It is a hundred meters away from the war halberd.

when stepping back.

His face was still calm, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

There was no panic at all.

this moment.

Su Ling stretched out her hands.

in his palm.

Two phantoms of divine dragons appeared.

The phantom of the dragon appeared.

The space collapsed.

Within a hundred miles, the dragon's might is unparalleled.

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The phantom of the dragon.

getting bigger.

It is getting more and more solid.

In a blink of an eye.

Two dragons hovered in the air, and then moved towards the war halberd.

Kacha~

Kacha~

War halberd, collapsed.

Wen Jiumeng's attack finally stopped.

The opposite of.

Two phantoms of the divine dragon crushed towards Wen Jiumeng.

Potential for destruction.

more powerful.

After performing the Nine Dao Sacred Dragon Art, Su Ling didn't stop, only saw his divine sense move, and the long sword with nine psychic treasures floated in front of him, spinning continuously.

The coercion of the psychic treasure.

Sweep the void.

and.

It is also a psychic treasure trained into a suit with nine handles.

At this moment, everything trembled.

Su Ling.

Standing in the air, nine long swords revolved around him.

This scene is magical.

However.

Su Ling's hands didn't stop.

In a blink of an eye.

A magical sword array appeared.

The sword formation, tearing apart the void.

Destroy everything.

Su Ling walked towards Wen Jiumeng with the destroyed sword array.

Wherever you go.

Space shatters.

"Nine Heavens Sword Formation, the first formation."

Su Ling said lightly.

whole person.

It's like a sword god standing upright.

more importantly.

The long swords of countless onlookers flew towards the air as if they had been summoned.

for a while.

Hundreds of long swords are like rain of swords.

Overwhelmingly headed towards Wen Jiumeng.

puff~

Under the attack of the Nine Dao Sacred Dragon Art.

Wen Jiumeng's demon body finally shattered.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Paled face.

His expression was distorted.

The first genius in ten thousand years of the dignified holy religion, swept away all the arrogance of Kunlun.

However at this moment.

He was actually injured in front of Su Ling.

"The Way of the Promise True Demon."

"The Destruction of God's Death."

Wen Jiumeng's eyes were blood red.

As he spoke faintly, a series of mysterious and obscure formulas appeared.

at the same time.

Space distorts.

I see.

Hundreds of pitch-black magic lights rolled towards Su Ling overwhelmingly.

Sky.

There are only Jian Yu and Mo Guang Wan Dao of Sword Array.

rumbling~

rumbling~

The explosion of destruction continued.

The ground trembled unceasingly.

The mountain collapsed.

Flowers, plants and trees are turned into ashes, and rivers flow backwards.

All strong.

Exit thirty miles.

Only Su Ling and Wen Jiumeng in the air continued to walk towards each other, showing no fear towards Mo Guang and Jian Yu.