Paradise of Demonic Gods

The dragon son of the dragon, Lei Gongzi, saw this scene as a surprise color, but when he thought of the strange black magic and the wizarding association behind him, the two of them were sinking.

"Well, how can Fang Xingjian come over alone?"

"He didn't find a helper from the second emperor? How is he alone an opponent?"

"Not to mention the Wizarding Association behind the other side, so that it will be rashly and will fight with the Wizards Association."

"No, Fang Xingjian should not be so reckless. Should he come over to save people and talk about conditions? It should not be directly related to the Wizards Association."

Thinking of this, both of them have anxious and nervous colors on their faces. I only hope that Fang Xingjian will only save them. Never fight with Wen.

Not to mention the fear and uneasiness of everyone, Fang Xingjian directly looked at the text and said: "The little dwarf, you are the text?"

When I heard the words of Fang Xingjian, the two golden robe wizards changed their faces, and the night son was even more pale.

The text is indeed very short, even after the achievement of the **** level, as a golden robe wizard, he does not have the regenerative power of the knight, still very short.

After all, the wizard advances to the **** level, what is needed is to refine the power of the evil spirits for their own use, and directly improve their willpower, and has nothing to do with the five-fold perfection of the flesh.

What's more, the Golden Robe Wizard does not have the black magic of revamping as much as the gray robe.

But it is also because of his short stature, so the text is very annoying to others to call him a dwarf, every person who calls him, basically will be his cruelest killing.

Hearing Fang Xingjian called himself, a **** moment was densely covered in the eyes of Devon.

"Kid, you are very courageous."

During the speech, I got a picture of the palm of the hand, and the golden light came together. In a flash, I turned into a golden director, and I went to Fang Xingjian.

This is the power of the evil spirit stored in the body after his own refining of the power of evil spirits. It is equal to the will of his martial arts, so Fang Xingjian is not immune.

It is precisely because the wizards can directly refine the power of the evil spirits to their own martial arts willpower, but also to be able to cast a variety of black magic, so that they are above many knights.

However, in the face of the text of this empty space, Fang Xingjian did not look at it, directly from a sword, the violent sword has already cut the golden giant palm into two halves.

"Little Dwarf, Black Witch King didn't tell you, don't you mess with me?"

When I heard Fang Xingjian’s words, everyone in the field was even more mad. I didn’t expect Fang Xing’s swordsman to be so big that he dared to provoke the Black Witch King.

De Wen is even more angry, Jin Guang burst: "Hurricane."

"Ignorance." Fang Xingjian is a sword sweep, once again the other's martial arts will be everything.

Then I saw the shape of Fang Xingjian flashing, the whole person had already shuttled the space gap, and one foot stepped on the head of Dewen.

"Well?" The text is unchanged, 9-level black magic - the moment of grace is displayed, the flow of time seems to slow down all the time, everything within a hundred meters is like a snail, except Fang Xingjian Still unaffected, one foot continues to step on.

“The elegance of time is invalid?”

The face of the text changed, and the golden light of the body rose, and the golden martial arts will turn into a light curtain in front of him.

With a bang, the foot of Fang Xingjian stepped directly on the golden light curtain, but how strong is his body now? That is, the direct martial arts will and the flesh are combined to form the Tongtian sword body. Under this foot, it is equal to the full force of six hundred points of physical strength and 1,500 martial arts will.

Then I heard a bang, the golden light curtain instantly turned into a smash, and the foot of Fang Xingjian stepped on the head of Dewen. The latter’s head was instantly smashed and turned into a headless body falling toward the ground. Go on.

But whether it is the other two robes, or the night princes, there is no panic in seeing this scene, because they all know that such a death is not even a flesh-and-blood injury for the text.

On the other side, the dragon son and Lei Gongzi saw this scene, and they felt a snoring in their hearts. The scalp was numb, and the feeling of a big disaster came down from the sky.

"No, Fang Xingjian is really going to fight with the Wizarding Association."

"Although he is a sword, he is a strong man, but he is still a little bit worse for a god-level wizard like Shangwen. Not to mention the whole golden robes, the entire wizarding association."

When I think of this, both of them are chilling, and after being afraid of being involved in the text or the wizarding association, I am afraid that it is not so easy to dig the ruins now.

When the body of Nadewen fell into the air, it had once again changed back to its original state. The golden martial art would sweep out and re-engage itself. A pair of eyes ignited heavy anger and looked at Fang Xingjian. At the same time, he With both hands printed, the 11th-level black magic futuristic has already started.

"Kid, do you dare to be an enemy of my wizarding association? I will let you know what is real horror."

From now on, he can predict ahead of the next second's attack.

The Fangxing sword over there is no matter what, regardless of it, step out again and step on it.

"I warned the Black Witch King, don't come to provoke me, your golden robe will provoke me, and I will destroy your wizarding association."

The three wizards on the scene flashed a lot of killings. Looking at Fang Xingjian is like watching a madman, a dead person, how can he not think that the other party dared to provoke the wizard association so much.

The other seven family members are even more pale-faced, watching the square star sword in the sky with anxiety.

The other side of the text has already known the opponent's offensive line through the future, directly on top of a palm, mixed with a strong golden light against the attack of Fang Xingjian, all the martial arts will be used in this defensive. The glaring golden light is like a hole in the void, and the space around it is twisted into layers that spread hundreds of meters.

The power of evil spirits is transformed into one's own strength, and indeed the wizards are far superior to the knight in pure power. The power of this palm is enough to rival the three-powered god.

At the same time, he pointed out the other hand, and the 12th-level black magic ‘past shuttle’ was launched, and the body that was already empty was once again generating a golden light.

Just because the ‘past shuttle’ is a black magic that can directly borrow the power of the past, this moment’s essay is equivalent to the instant eruption of two own forces, one for defense and one for attack.

But in the next moment, the golden light was broken, and the palm of the top was directly smashed by the foot of Fang Xingjian, and then continued to step on the cheek without mercy.

Devon was once again slammed into the head, and the whole person fell directly on the ground, splashing the dust.

Roar!

The next moment, Jinguang burst out, and a total of nine essays rushed out, each carrying 10% of the power.

It is the 12th level of Black Magic, the Chaos Legion, which can summon 8 timelines and use it at the same time.

But they just rushed out, and they were once again stepped back by Fang Xingjian. The whole head hit the ground. Under the pressure of fear, the nose was sunken, the cheeks were broken, the brain collapsed, and the whole head was stepped on again. burst.

"you!"

There are golden lines in the void, and two sharp swords that represent the time and righteousness descend from the sky. Whenever they pass, time seems to be all accelerated, and everything seems to fall in front of these two sharp edges.

Level 13 Black Magic, the sword of the years, can directly collect the super black magic of the other's life.

But how much life is spent on harvesting each other and how much life is consumed.

This is the direct desperation of the text.

But in the face of this desperate desperation, Fang Xingjian just stretched out his fingers, smashed the knife of the years, and once again slammed the head of Dewen.

Everyone was so stunned and watched the text screaming up and down again and again, but again and again, Fang Xingjian stepped back on the ground and turned it into meat.

Once again, one foot will get the chest of the text, and Fang Xingjian’s eyes swept over Audrey. “You will concentrate all the people first, and collect the resources of the Holy Light family by the way. I have to spend some time here. ”

He looked at the text that he had recovered from his feet, and once again he stepped out and blasted the golden light of the sky. He smashed the neck of Devon and the whole head flew out.

Shaking his head, Fang Xingjian continued:

"After all, even if it is an ant, it takes a little time to step on it." (To be continued.)