My Fairy Clone Traveling Through the Eight Wastelands

Ling Qingjue and Jin Dan Demon fought dozens of rounds in an instant.

The extreme speed made them turn into two streamers, constantly colliding in the sky above the city.

"Instantaneous!" "Instantaneous!" "Instantaneous!"

The extremely strong single attack is constantly cathartic by the Thunder Fire Giant like a small skill.

Pillars of red light more than a foot in diameter streaked across the sky, emitting bursts of explosions.

The ultra-high temperature scorched the air into white circles of air that were encircled around the pillars of light.

In the end, it slammed into the demon's body, causing several deep pit-like scars. It let out a roar.

"Roar!"

With a roar of rage, the demon threw out five slender and sharp finger knives.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!".

Under the sound of breaking the air like a kettle, lightning pierced into the body of the Thunder Flame Giant.

Explodes with lightning and flames, cutting gaps in its massive body.

However, these deep gaps were restored to their original state under Ling Qingjue's endless spiritual power in the next moment.

Ling Qingjue stood high in the air and looked at the demon who had recovered there.

Hundreds of rounds have been played, and the opponent's speed, strength, defense, and recovery have all declined.

But...

Afterglow glanced at the fierce battlefield of the treacherous army and monks below.

"It's still too slow."

Ruthless in his heart, he manipulated the thunder and fire giant to throw the several-zhang long giant sword towards the demon.

"Buzz!"

In the violent sound of breaking the air, the thunder flame giant sword "bang", pierced the demon that did not react, and blasted it into the ground.

Knocking out a large crater several feet deep and ten feet in diameter, the shock wave generated by the impact on the ground emptied the surrounding demon army and buildings.

For a while, the sand and rocks were flying.

"Boom!"

In the rolling dust, a glimmer of light flashed, followed by:

"Boom!!"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the rolling flame and thunder swept through everything around them, and countless powerful demons and demon slaves turned into ashes.

A huge mushroom cloud interspersed with crimson flames rose in place.

The heat is steaming, and the surrounding space is distorted.

However, Ling Qingjue, who was in the air, did not stop.

She dispersed the thunder and fire giants that wrapped herself.

The hand began to pinch, and the slender jade fingers danced in front of the chest, and the speed became faster and faster.

The spiritual power in the body is running rapidly.

Gradually, people discovered that at some point, there were small sparks in the air that began to wander away.

The whole city became hot.

"Infernal Flames."

Countless sparks flew high into the sky, drawing red rays of light.

Like a meteor hanging upside down, gorgeous and abnormal.

They converge, swell, and churn in the Fang City sky.

It turned into a cloud that rolled like a cloud, directly overshadowing the brilliance of the great sun and shrouding the sky of Fangshi.

The countless demons and slaves below could not withstand this extreme heat, and turned into a puddle of paint liquid, and then it was quietly evaporated and purified, leaving no trace.

And the monks who fought with them were intact.

They all stopped, looking up at the burning sky in a daze, their eyes red.

"Eight Directions Thunder!"

Mars merge more and more, but instead of expanding again, Yanyun becomes extremely manic.

There was a roar, and from time to time, a red raging thunder snake poked out of the flame cloud, causing an explosion.

Feeling the tyrannical energy above his head, the flame clouds that seemed to explode in the next moment, and the faintly swollen divine soul, Ling Qingjue's expression froze.

After the smoke and dust on the ground dispersed, the revealed demon pointed at it from afar.

Suddenly, the flame cloud seemed to have found an outlet, and endless red and thick thunder poured down like a waterfall.

All of them slashed at the demon who was already covered in bruises and had a big hole in his chest.

"Boom, boom!! ~~~~"

The tyrannical red light occupies everyone's field of vision.

The earth shattered, and the earth and rocks rolled upside down, like a natural disaster.

The endless roar was mixed with the terrifying roar of nothingness.

At this time, a pitch-black deceit crystal in the demon's brain operated to the extreme, and the rich deceit qi continued to pour out, resisting the thunder that bombarded his body.

But there are more and more scars all over the place, and there is no time to recover.

"Roar! Hiss! The

roar of the middle air turned into a bellows-like howl, drowning in rolling thunder.

The lightning and thunder continued for a long time, and the roar gradually stopped until the sky was no longer cloudy.

Ling Qingjue slowly descended from the sky and came to the edge of a pit dozens of feet deep and looked down.

In a large pool of liquefied hot lava, a black crystal the size of an adult's fist floated on it.

This black crystal was still alive under the attack just now, and it was absorbing the aura of the air at this time.

In a short time, black flesh sprouts grew, and when they touched the magma, they emitted bursts of mist.

Ling Qingjue couldn't help frowning.

I didn't expect the other party to be so tenacious.

None of this has completely wiped it out.

Then he looked around at the monks who were looking this way.

They held each other up so that they would not fall.

The blood-stained faces had a look of concern.

She frowned and slowed slightly, and looked at the pitch-black crystal again, with a solemn expression, as if she had made up her mind.

In fact, there is another form of the Purple Lightning Thunder Fire Technique, which she did not use.

It was a sword move, and it concentrated the spiritual power of the whole body on one sword, and it was extremely powerful.

However, because the physical body in the foundation building period could not withstand the huge amount of spiritual power that burst at one time, it would eventually die because all its meridians would be crushed.

It can be used reluctantly until it breaks through the Jindan period, but it also has to be weak for a while.

It is used in the face of enemies that you cannot defeat, and these are clearly marked in blood-red characters in the exercises.

However, the little spiritual power that his own divine soul could control was not enough to cause damage to Ling Qingjue's strong body.

She no longer hesitated, and the spiritual power in her body was running rapidly, converging towards her right hand.

The three thousand green silk and dark gauze skirts draped behind him are windless and automatic.

A black light long sword on his right hand gradually condensed from nothing.

The moment the black lightsaber was condensed, it was as if spiritual wisdom was born, and it began to absorb spiritual power on its own.

Spiritual power poured in continuously.

The black sword is like a bottomless pit, and no one refuses.

Gradually, the extreme density of spiritual power caused a gravitational vortex to appear around the sword body.

It looks as if even the space is distorted, trying to suck in all the light.

"Buzz...

The sound of the sword caused dozens of feet of dust and gravel around him to tremble, and the earth also trembled.

Ling Qingjue stood there like this, and the soul in his mind began to swell again as he urged the huge amount of spiritual power.

But she still kept urging her spiritual power to rush to the black sword.

Slowly, a little red streak appeared on the pitch-black sword, which flowed on it, emitting a red light.

Magma is like being surrounded by volcanic rock, and it contains endless heat and energy.

The momentum vibrated out, forming a storm that spread out with Ling Qingjue as the origin.

The ground cracked, and a deep pit was pressed, and the cobwebs spread rapidly in circles and rocks.

At this time, her spirit was also almost at its limit, and she began to dizzy and swelling pain.

She hurriedly cut off the spiritual power, allowing the remaining spiritual power to run around in the meridians.

This is Ling Qingjue's advantage, if it is an ordinary foundation building monk, this trick is basically the same end.

As for forcibly cutting off the spiritual power like her, it was even more impossible, because then the fragile monk's meridians would be directly burst by the chaotic spiritual power.

By this time, the lightsaber had turned red and black.

The red light flickered continuously, like the countdown of a bomb, and could explode at any moment.

With the flickering of red light, waves of air exploded in circles.

She slowly raised her lightsaber and hung it above her head.

Circles of furious air were blown up by lightsabers and reached the sky.

"Yuan Silent Sword!"

His hands clenched violently and he swung them down vigorously.

The pitch-black lightsaber directly turned into a black and red sword qi several zhang long, and shot out violently.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth lost their voices and fell into darkness.

Only the black and red sword qi remained.

The previous powerful lightsaber, as if there was no resistance, flashed at an extreme speed.

Through the spar at the bottom of the pit, it was cut into the ground, leaving a bottomless pit.

Magma backflow.

"Click!"

The spar, which was still absorbing spiritual power, cracked a tiny crack.

White light shines through it.

"Click!"

The "pound"

directly shattered, turning into faint star shavings, black and white flashing, sprinkled with joy.

Ling Qingjue held back the swelling pain of his soul and watched all this.

"I didn't expect that a twisted monster that only knows destruction and destruction can have such a dreamy side."