Sword God

Ferocious Wasteland, Central.

Duan Lingkong teamed up with two members of the Xiaodao League to form a squad, hunting down the evil demon together.

As a casual repairer, he can reach the point where he is today, surpassing the top arrogance of many great forces. In addition to his talent and potential, he also lives in his courage, adventure, and behavior The enemy will try not to be the enemy, which can reduce many unnecessary troubles.

Therefore, Duan Lingkong is very good at communicating and interacting with other people.

This is something Chen Zong cannot compare.

The strength of the three is between Bo Zhong, and the efficiency of hunting fiendish monsters has been greatly improved. This is also a way for the testers to improve their competitiveness.

After killing the two fiendish monsters, they got twenty more trial points.

"Soon after, I will be able to redeem the third Vientiane True Gong." Duan Lingkong watched his added trial points secretly rejoicing.

Nowadays, only mastering the third Vientiane true power can be regarded as a master and become the main force, the second is always not enough.

Very abruptly, a cold chill emerged from the bottom of his heart. As soon as he appeared, the torrent of a **** burst directly. Duan Lingkong immediately looked back, but saw a scene that almost made his pupils burst.

I saw a dark streamer breaking through the sky and killing it instantly, like an arrow off the string, lightning was incredibly fast.

One of the allies was too late to dodge, and was hit directly in the head, slamming like some vegetables and fruits.

Too fast!

This scene is happening too quickly.

A second black light burst into the air, crushing the head of another ally.

Duan Lingkong just appeared, and it was the arrows, the dark arrows that broke their heads. After they hit, they exploded directly.

Immediately, Duan Lingkong felt that he was locked, locked by a terrible and extreme breath. The breath was cold and violent, and the impact of madness came. Constantly invaded, as if it were a sacral bone. Inside, everything in the body seems frozen.

Immediately afterwards, a dense black light shot through the air and shot directly into Duan Xingkong's body, but did not explode. Instead, he walked inside Duan Xingkong's body and dispelled Duan Xingkong's strength.

"Lower life." Two figures approached, and one of them spoke, his voice was low and cold, full of amazing chilling murder, and his eyes were dark and extreme, containing an unparalleled strong evil spirit.

"It's you!" Duan Lingkong recognized the other party. It was the Moro of the Demon Race.

As for the other one, which is also a demon clan, holding a large black bow in his hand before shooting and killing two allies to disperse his strength, this demon clan should be.

The devil's body is slender and strong, his eyes are dark and sharp, as if he can pierce everything.

"Miscellaneous, I have found a chance, even if you want to explode now." Moruo's eyes were so cold that he stared at Duan Lingkong, his words were sharp and sharp like a knife, as if he was cutting his body.

"Haha, it seems that the last time I blew myself up, let you die from Brother Chen's sword, and let you feel sad." Duan Lingkong didn't have the slightest consternation, but smiled: "Say me, man. It's better to be more open-minded. "

Seeing his own threat not only did not help, but was ridiculed by the other side, Moro's mentality burst, and his wrath burst out like volcanic magma.

The breath of astonishment and directness turned into a dark flame that burned, as if everything was to be burnt to ashes.

Moro is going to take a shot, killing Duan volley into slag.

"Moroccan." The demon clan holding a strong bow suddenly said, his voice was as cold as ice, poured like a basin of ice water directly on Mora's head, and Mora recovered a little. Reason, then, calm down slowly.

"Broken, I won't let you die so easily." Moro's voice was full of fiery and cold murderous power, and immediately shot, punched all the punches, blasted to Duan volley's limbs, and directly extremities Interrupted.

The huge gap in strength, coupled with Duan volley's strength was broken up, and the relationship that could not be gathered in a short time. In the face of Moro, there was no half-resistance.

Soon, Duan Xingkong's power was abolished, his limbs were interrupted, and even his tongue was pulled out one after another, but he did not die, because the purpose of Moro is not to kill Duan Xingkong.

Mentioning the almost abandoned Duan volley, Moruo and the demon clan with a strong bow immediately rushed towards the camp, and finally stopped in front of the mottled ancient stone bridge outside the camp, leaving Duan volley on the ground and keeping it A very humiliating kneeling pose.

Powerless to resist powerless struggle, and unable to commit suicide, Duan Lingkong could only kneel like this, his eyes almost burst into tears.

In the camp, when someone returns or leaves, they will all pass through the stone bridge and they will see this scene directly.

"How is this going?"

"Who is that?"

People who passed by saw Duan Lingkong one after another and were shocked one by one.

Next to Duan Lingkong, there was a figure standing. It was the Moro of the Demon Clan. As for the Demon Clan with a strong bow, it was gone and I didn't know where to go.

"Tell the low-level miscellaneous man named Chen Zong. I will give him three days. Three days later, I will give 10,000 trial points to redeem people, otherwise his miscellaneous friends will always kneel here." The voice was full of malice, and had a crazy taste: "Rest assured, I won't let this mess die."

Listening to his words, everyone was frightened, and an inexplicable upsurge.

Broken into disability, kneeling down here, for people coming and going to watch, this is a kind of humiliation, extreme humiliation, and not let the other person die, this method is even more humiliating than killing it several times.

Duan Lingkong wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything. His strength was abolished, his tongue was pulled out, he couldn't speak, his limbs were interrupted, and he couldn't move. Kneeling posture.

It is even more impossible for Chen Zong to collect 10,000 trial points to redeem in three days.

10,000 trial points, how much is that?

That's the amount needed for the fourth most important thing in Vientiane. For most people, what an amazing amount.

...

In a huge palace, many people are here, all of them are filled with shocking and direct breath fluctuations, which are terrible.

A huge wall was turned into a light mirror, and the scene inside the trial camp was reflected, and the sound was extremely clear.

"Mr. Darkwing, the approach of your juniors is too much." A strong human race frowned, looking at a strong man of the demons opposite, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Haha, weak meat and strong food, the law of the universe, the strong dominate everything, the weak can only be passively accepted, Lin Ying, to blame, you can only blame your human race is too weak." The whole body is filled with terrible breath, like a black hole is going to devour everything.

For the cruel behavior of his own people, not only did the strong demons have no dissatisfaction, they were very supportive and proud.

In this hall, in addition to human races and demons, there are also strong races of other races.

"Okay, everything in the trial land can't interfere, watch with peace of mind." The silver man sitting in his seat opened his voice, his voice seemed to be cold, but it sounded a little mild again. Very weird.

This is indeed the case. Everything outside the trial camp is not allowed to interfere in the outside world. They can only watch.

So no matter what happens inside the trial camp, you can only watch.

...

A gurgling sound, a slight windbreak sounded, a black shadow flew across, approaching Moro, a scarlet blade of light, blooming in an instant with an amazing light, across the sky and tearing everything, directly cut To Moro, show no mercy.

It was the war demon.

Coming from the same side of the void, just don't see it. Since you saw it, you won't just ignore it.

The face of Moro suddenly changed, and the knife that cuts through the sky contained the ultimate killer. That killer turned into a real shock. The crazy shock was like a **** moon. I wanted to cut Moro into two. half.

When he was in danger, Moro Ran quickly responded. He did not dodge, but punched out with a punch.

This punch directly contains the two powers of darkness and flame, which is extremely powerful and overbearing.

The boxing energy collided with Dao Guang. At the moment, Dao Guang was crushed, and the body of the war demon was also hit. It was instantly broken, but that was just an afterimage.

In a flash, the war demon passed the punch directly in a mysterious way, approached Moro, and cut it again with a single knife. The killer was stronger and the power was stronger.

Chop Chop!

One knife after another, the swords were cut continuously, and they continued to chop out, forming a blood-colored sword-like light, like a waterfall falling from the sky, slicing to Moro, and directly engulfing Moro's body.

With each blade being cut out continuously, the breath of the war demon is also condensing and becoming more arrogant.

Fighting!

Amazing warfare!

However, Moro's strength was also very tyrannical, and he did not evade. His fists bombarded successively. Each punch carried terrible power, crushing the mountains, and smashing all the blades of light into the war demon. .

collision!

Crazy collisions, rolled up a terrible storm of power sweeping all directions, raging endlessly.

"Who is this person?"

"A low-level life can fight Moro to this extent."

Everyone watching from a distance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was surprised.

The life gap between the third series of voids and the first series of voids is very obvious, and it is almost insurmountable. Under the same strength, the life of the third series of voids cannot be the opponent of the first series of voids at all.

Before, there was a Chen Zong who defeated Moruo, but now there is a masked man who can fight fiercely with Moruo, without falling into the wind.

In life, the third sequence of emptiness can be so, and it seems that this masked person and that Chen Zong still come from the same side of emptiness.

Moraoyu himself was also very shocked, and a low-level life would have stopped. Now, there is another one. The power contained in the long sword is terrible, very domineering, and an indescribable madness, completely blocking himself .

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