World Wide Martial Art

"Although Mo Lin is strong and the Yunfeng Sword Formation is powerful, they will all be forgotten in our hands now. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

It won't be long before this Yuanwu Continent will be our Demon Sect's world again. "

"Get started, kill Mo Lin, kill all the righteous warriors, leave no one behind!"

The two soul-eating elders let out a strange cry, and black smoke and fog erupted from their bodies at the same time, covering the sky and the sun, and the demonic energy rose. With the two taking the lead, the other six king-level experts also displayed their own special martial arts.

Below, the four sect virtual realm warriors of the Demon Sect, who had merged with the disciples of the Demon Yuan Sect, also gathered their energy and attacked the golden Yunfeng Sword Formation.

The war was finally triggered again at this moment.

"People of our generation must slay demons and eradicate evil spirits. Return Yuanwu to a bright and prosperous world."

Mo Lin's cold eyes swept over the eight people one by one, and his aura also rose to the extreme.

Normally, a mere king in the early stage would not dare to be arrogant in front of him, but now the situation is stronger than others.

When the two soul-devouring elders join forces to fight together, their combat power is almost close to the level of a mid-level king-level warrior. Together with six people from the three sects of the Rakshasa Sect, Hell Gate, and Eclipse Valley, it is equivalent to Mo Lin facing a king alone. In the middle stage of the realm and the early stage of the six kings realm, even if he has half a foot in the late stage, the chance of winning against so many powerful people is extremely small.

In other words, it would be nice to be able to protect yourself.

However, seeing the various rays of light shining in front of him, and the counterattack of the scattered demonic energy, the coldness in Mo Lin's eyes became even stronger.

He looked around at the eight king-level masters who surrounded him, and his deep eyes suddenly sank.

As if he had made a strong determination, Mo Lin took a deep breath and turned his palm. A pill that shone with red-gold light was swallowed by him in one gulp.

"Um?"

"What did Old Man Mo take?"

"It seems like that pill is extraordinary..."

Several demon sect kings made sounds of surprise. There was no doubt that what Mo Lin was taking at this time was definitely not something ordinary, but they couldn't stop it.

"Let's do it, two fists can't beat four hands, let alone we have sixteen hands. Although Old Man Mo is strong, he can't escape death today."

The old demon Yinhun made a stern sound from his mouth. As his palms danced, black air flowed all over the sky, and together with Yang Hun's powerful blow, he attacked Mo Lin.

For some reason, after seeing Mo Lin's strange behavior of swallowing the pill just now, Yin Hun had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart, as if something dangerous was about to happen.

He was a master of spiritual power and was the most sensitive to the spiritual path, so he did not dare to delay any longer. He led all the king-level experts to launch a full-scale attack on Mo Lin.

Even a true late-stage Martial King could only retreat with a full blow from the eight kings.

However, Mo Lin, who was surrounded by so many king-level experts, actually closed his eyes at this moment.

His body trembled slightly, and just as the eight different-colored Yuan Powers were about to reach his body, a red-gold light spewed out from Mo Lin's mouth, which shot straight to the sky, dispelling the demonic clouds, and shined like the sun.

The light actually carried bursts of strange and vast coercion, which slowed down the attacks of the eight people who were besieging him.

A look of shock appeared on their faces at this time.

"what happened?"

"Why is my Yuan Li suddenly blocked?"

"Even actions have been slowed down..."

Deep doubts emerged in the hearts of the eight demon sect kings at the same time. Under the golden light above Mo Lin's head, the eight people's Yuan Power stimulated and the attacking figures all became sluggish at this moment.

As their figures slowed down, the expressions on their faces became even more bizarre.

Because these demon sect elders all saw that there were two golden wings stretching out from Mo Lin's back, and a golden mark appeared in the middle of his forehead. When the mark appeared, an ancient wild aura filled the air, golden A storm of vitality surged, with Mo Lin as the center, sweeping across the entire place.

The majestic golden energy storm directly blew away the attacks launched by the eight people.

The figures they flew over like lightning were also shaken by the wind, and the two soul-devouring elders who were too close were even shaken back.

Under the agitation of the golden energy storm, the energy that was running at high speed in the body seemed to be hindered to a certain extent, and many demon sect virtual realm warriors below were stunned, their steps were sloppy, and their crazy attack momentum suddenly spread. Weakened a lot.

This is still secondary.

What made the Eight Great Kings of the Demon Sect dumbfounded was that the golden mark on Mo Lin's forehead was still flashing.

With every flash of golden light, the aura fluctuations on Mo Lin's body would soar. In a few blinks of an eye, he had gradually climbed from the peak of the middle stage of the King Realm to the late stage. The astonishing auras burst out, making countless People can get close.

The golden wings displayed behind him also became larger and larger, and the illusory wings became as thick and dignified as the real ones.

"How is it possible? Late stage of King Realm?"

"This...is this?"

The eight king-level elders of the Demon Sect all showed frightened faces and their bodies were trembling slightly.

Nowadays, the aura exuded by Mo Lin is infinitely close to that of the late King Wu. With their eight early King realms, even if they have a numerical advantage, they have no advantage compared to Mo Lin in terms of real combat power.

And looking at Mo Lin's appearance, it seems that it's not just as simple as improving his cultivation level.

"Ahhh!"

Mo Lin, the third elder of the Tianji Palace who had mutated, suddenly showed an extremely painful expression on his face, and his muscles twisted, causing him to look up to the sky and let out a long roar. His eyes were tightly closed, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. When he came down, he was evaporated by the golden flames.

"boom!"

The Yuan Power on Mo Lin's body suddenly shook, and a piece of red-gold light rose into the sky, dispersing the black mist and evil energy that originally filled the sky and the earth.

At the same time, the aura of Yuan Power in his body had broken through to the late stage of King Wu, and the powerful and domineering Yuan Power fluctuations were raging all around. At this moment, the Yuan Power of the surrounding world was faintly boiling.

Feeling the fierce aura revealed, the eight members of the Demon Sect looked extremely ugly.

I thought that eight against one, with such a luxurious lineup, would be more than enough to suppress Tianji Palace, but who would have thought that such a change would happen.

In the later period of King Wu, this realm exceeded the scope of their ability to fight against the enemy, and the number of people seemed to become less important at this time.

If you are powerful enough to a certain level, you can defeat them one by one.

No one of them could withstand the full force of Mo Lin's attack alone. Perhaps the two soul-devouring elders could help each other and resist with difficulty. If the others were caught and attacked by Mo Lin, there would only be two consequences - not death. It hurts.

And as the golden wings on Mo Lin's back became more and more huge and real, his body also glowed with golden light, and golden scales grew out, as if covered with a dense layer of dragon scales. Dragon thorns sprouted from the ends of the golden wings, and a vast dragon power swept across the audience, oppressing the hearts of every warrior.

Even disciples such as Ning Chen and Liang Jiuzhou from the Tianji Palace could not escape. Some of the weak warriors in the virtual realm even felt out of breath, their vitality was not flowing smoothly, and their strength was only 78%.

Elder Ning Chen, who was at the front of the sword array, flashed with Yuan Power. After forming seals with his hands, he kept dancing, forming a shield of Yuan Power that slowly protected around the Tianji Hall, weakening the dragon's power emanating from Mo Lin's body. The influence it brings to the virtual realm warriors.