Supreme Demon

The first thousand three hundred and thirty-three sacred land

The clouds are haunting and the mountains are inexhaustible.

Smoke and rain.

When the Great Devil walked into the end of the seven mountains, the smoke of the whole world seemed to have formed raindrops, dripping down from the sky, and the earth and the earth were filled with a damp taste.

This is the Wanshan Center. It seems that there is no eighth mountain, but Xianling can clearly perceive that the seven mountains are vast, but the eighth mountain is short, not in the seven mountains, but in the mountains. On the top.

"The Seven Mountains!"

The fairy spirit opened, looking at the sky, there is indeed a mountain on it, the world is independent, the king of God is above the gods, and the atmosphere is completely concealed, even the peak figures can not imagine the breath.

Only the spirits of Xianling and Guantian can smell different tastes.

"where is it?"

Ling Feng asked, he held the gods and made them pick up, but the carved nebula was always calm. It was not completely close to the eighth mountain. It became completely different, even if it was a sacred place, it seemed to be shocked. No waves.

This made him very disappointed, only to pin his hopes on Xianling.

"God is empty!"

Xianling said seriously: "The smoke is not simple, it should be integrated into the heavenly atmosphere, the power of God can not get any information, and the eighth mountain may not be a mountain, the ninth mountain is more likely to be a god."

"Then tear open the smoke!"

Ling Feng heart tide, direct hands, the heavenly murderous blade and the scorpion fly out, these two weapons are heavenly gods, only they can tear the heavens breath, without being terrible.

He went to the front, and eight spirits were injected into it, so that the two weapons were able to bloom with thousands of gods. The "squeaky" sound, flying upwards, like two lightnings, tearing open the endless smoke.

"Hey..."

The smoke is stirring, the smoke and the rain are fascinating. At the moment when the heavens and the savage are savage, the big devil and the gods and **** do understand the flow of the heavenly atmosphere. It is clearly opened in front of people because the haze is torn open.

however.

In the sky, the blue is washed, and there is no such thing as the eighth mountain.

"Under the blue!" The calm and calm mouth, this is just a blind eye, can deceive the peak figures, but can you hide its sense of smell?

Ling Feng first stunned a bit, apparently did not think that the smoke was actually a blank space, but the fairy spirit reminded him that here is a mountain of smoke, if the peak figure appears, it is impossible not to shoot, but until At present, it has not been found. Obviously, the blue sky is empty and there is another mystery.

"laugh!"

The next moment, he did not hesitate to start, cut off the sky and the evil path of the heavens torn open a large space of the gods, formed a black hole, straight to three hundred feet, what surprised them is that the black hole here, there is no Signs of the Eight Mountains.

"This is the Shinto to the eighth mountain!" Faerie said that the big devil should not be impatient, try to open it forward until the eighth mountain appears.

"It should be right ahead!"

At this time, Ling Feng also faintly smelled a sigh of breath, and as the black hole gradually deepened, the sigh of breath was thick, which made him realize that the Eighth Mountain was in it, only because the hidden is too deep, and let the gods return .

He violently sealed the gods, and the two tactical weapons smashed the black hole thirty miles away. At this moment, the heavenly atmosphere is like a spring water, which is spurting out of the black hole, flowing through the ages, and suppressing people to suffocate.

"Boom!"

Finally, the Shinto road leading to the 8th Mountain was opened up. It was a full thirty-five miles. It was quite horrible. It was not easy without a heavenly weapon to completely tear it apart.

Eighth Mountain!

It is a small hill with a radius of twenty miles. Compared with the previous seven mountains, it is too short, bare, without any creatures and vegetation, like a curse, a life extinction.

but.

When the Big Devil and the Tenjin Finch fly up, their eyes are bright, only because the Faerie is here, they can capture the breath of the Ninth Mountain, not in the blue sky, but in the space slit.

"Take the eighth mountain as the center and tear open the space!"

This is the voice of Faerie, the eighth mountain is a bit strange, but the ninth mountain in the space slit is even more magical.

"no problem!"

Ling Feng followed the words, the two murders directly opened the sky, the wilderness and the space appeared in the fire, and they broke into the space in one fell swoop, and the gods flew out, and lived in the space, so that they slowly tore open.

The gods shine, and the ages are endless.

The ninth mountain appeared.

It is hidden in the space slit, but it is not a mountain, but a mountain made up of gods. To be precise, it should be a mountain-shaped heavenly gate. It is not big enough, but it is full of heaven and earth. Not fierce, but with space power.

In simple terms.

There is no peak force, even if it is found that this space is strange, it is difficult to walk in. However, this is not a problem for the big devil. God, the heavens, the heavenly path, the three artifacts are suppressed, and there are The power of the metamorphosis of the wildness and space, he can walk in with ease.

"This is the ninth mountain!"

Both Ling Feng and Tian Shenque are excited, which means that they have found the gate to enter the sacred land. As long as they enter the Qimen, they can naturally fly into the sacred land. This is too shocking.

He put the proud bird into the devouring beads and moved forward alone.

"Hey!"

Three kinds of artifacts are suppressed at the shoulders and feet, and the wilderness and extreme lightning are on both sides, while the top of the head is shining with space and real fire, letting into the space, with the strongest power and space power and space turbulence, one step at a time , went to the space Qimen.

The space is shining.

The atmosphere is very rich, and it seems to have a magical power. When the wind is close, one of the lines of the gods is shining, and the unpredictable lightning is intertwined, and the big demon is completely covered.

"Hey, hey..."

In the next moment, the **** pattern is boiling, pouring in from the center of the direction, and then boiling like a tide. The center is filled with a god-like door. The beam goes straight into the gods, and the cave opens a sacred way to a sacred place.

There is no binding force around, there is no gravitational force, and I want to go up. Only relying on the big devil himself, the space of squeezing is still quite horrible, and the power of the gods is endless, and he has to vomit blood.

If it weren't for God, the interception of the heavens, and the cursing of the heavenly path, I was afraid that he could not hold on.

"go!"

At this moment, he used the speed of the gods and tried to fly into the sacred land immediately.

however.

The space here is chaotic, and the undercurrent of the tide is surging. Even the inch **** is immediately annihilated. It cannot fly at a speed. Only one step forward, which makes Ling Feng feel awkward. He does not know what the sacred land will be. But in the Before you enter, you may run out of yourself.

"go!"

He did not dare to delay, step by step, and squat.

"Boom!"

When he fell in the first thousand steps, the dark stream of space was more violent, and there were chaotic space fragments flying around, piercing his flesh and blood, and piercing his shoulders, shaking him to fly three miles, if there was no small **** tree The earth provides divine power, fearing that he is exhausted at this moment.

"puff!"

At 3,000 steps, he slammed into a hurricane, and the semi-biased body would blow up, causing him to run regenerative techniques to regenerate his body. This is space power, but it is still shallow, really want to go. Into the depths, even if the gods come, they must be taken off.

of course.

He is in the Shinto shrine where the gods are open, and the impact is not so terrible. Even so, it is also unacceptable to the gods.

Ten thousand steps.

Ling Feng's face was ugly, showing a pale white. He used the body to study the space of the gods, and the real space of the head space also scatters, forming a light curtain, covering him.

At this time.

The influence of space power has been exhausted. The real fire of space can indeed engulf the magical ability of space debris, and the speed of Lingfeng has also increased a lot. In a very short period of time, it has gone out fifteen miles, near the end of Shinto.

"Inverted space slit!"

When Lingfeng came to an end, he couldn't help but take a sigh of relief. The **** pattern seemed to open a slit, which seemed to lead to another space, very strange and embarrassing, and there was a space slit in the inverted space. The stock is amazing power.

"Fight!"

Ling Feng did not hesitate. He couldn't be sure how long this kind of **** pattern could last. He didn't know if the slit would close. Only when he walked into the sacred land as soon as possible could he breathe a sigh of relief.

next moment.

He stepped into the slit, and the seemingly calm space gave birth to a horrible storm. When Ling Feng first entered it, there was a feeling that the flesh and blood bones were completely smashed. God, the tragedy and the heavenly path are dimmed, and the space The real fire seems to be extinguished.

"boom!"

He sacrificed the **** map, with the power of the sun and the sun, and slammed forward, and the two slammed in front, and set a small space storm, let Ling Feng jump across the past...

The space slit is not large and it is instantaneous.

When the gods are dark, when the space is exhausted!

When the fresh air came in, Ling Feng walked into a forest, surrounded by black mist, full of magical taste, a tall, tall tree, standing up, every fifteen miles, there is a strain, stout It’s shocking, it’s able to cover five miles and fill the sky.

On the old trees, there is a flash of fire.

Twinkle, twinkle……

Of course, it is not the forest that attracts the wind, but the depths of the forest. On the distant sky, there is a region like the Heavenly Palace. It is mysterious and mysterious. The holy sun is thin, and the sun is flowing, drawing a completely different picture. .

It is not an Lingshan, but an ancient world.

"There was an ancient power!"

Ling Feng was shocked, full of eyes, and his eyes were quite dignified. He could not be sure whether the power had been extinct, and if there were peak figures still alive, it was the most terrible.

He released the demon **** tree king, the grass king and the proud bird all together, and they met each other. They felt that they had reached this step. It is a pity not to enter. If they were on the characters before the ages, they would not kill them.