Invincible Fairy King in the City

Rumble!

There was a thunder in the world.

It has long been transformed into a place of divine punishment. The dazzling thunderbolt flickers, covering the sky and covering the sun, making people unable to open their eyes, and it is more than a hundred times brighter than the Holy Light of that light son!

That devastating opportunity is even more so, let alone a few divine realms, even the ancestors of Montenegro can't afford to ask themselves. If the positions of the two are interchanged, the ancestors of Montenegro between the heavens and the earth will become a fresh robber. .

I don't know how long after that, the violent thunder pool finally dissipated, and the flashing arc gradually subsided. Everyone's eyes are condensed at the very center of the Thunder Lake at this moment.

"Should he die? Unfortunately, he died with a secret." Master Qian's house was lost. It just felt like something that should have belonged to him was lost.

"This result is probably the most perfect." The Son of Light secretly rejoiced, and looked at Han Zilong coldly. This is a disaster, and it must be removed in time.

It's better to do it now!

The Son of Light took a step forward slightly, however, suddenly the pupils of the Light shrank, and saw the dissipated Thunderpool area. At this moment, a figure was lying on his back. Although there was blue smoke on his body, he still had a weak breath .

It's him!

He is not dead yet!

Countless people's hearts shrank suddenly. This is not dead, what a defensive force! Fortunately, at that moment, the person was weak, or he would really be regarded as a monster!

"He's not dead yet, but I guess it's not far from death. I want to kill him now." Someone encouraged in the back, and sure enough, a demigod approached Lin Lang with his courage.

The demigod went trembling to Lin Lang, and nothing terrible happened. This made him a little relieved and laughed backwards: "Lin You Ye is dead, you don't need to worry."

"Then you just kill him."

Someone shouted in the crowd.

"How dare I ..." The demigod trembled with a laugh and turned his head to suddenly see the fierce light, however, he had just turned his head and looked at Lin Lang unbiasedly.

Those deep eyes, just looking at them as if falling into psychedelic, suddenly a crisis appeared in the demigod's heart. Lin Langmu's eyes flashed green, and the demigods fell like an abyss, feeling that the blood in the body was like boiling water, and it couldn't be suppressed.

boom!

The demigod's body burst, and the dead can't die anymore.

One glance glared at a demigod!

The ancestor of Montenegro frowned. At this moment, he could not see Lin Lang's body. He had to point forward to the son of light: "Go and kill him."

The Son of Light gritted his teeth, and Lin Youye did not dare to continue to provoke him, and the ancestor of Montenegro also did not dare to offend. At this moment, I just waited to walk near Lin Lang.

"roll!"

Lin Lang glanced at him lightly and calmly spoke. The Son of Light seemed to see something terrible from Lin Lang's eyes, which look made him fall to the bottom of the valley.

Suddenly, there was a chill in the bottom of the heart of the light. At the moment, he quickly reversed, but still did not escape the gaze. Fleeing to a distance, he snorted, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and withered his breath.

"His strength is so strong!" The Son of Light took a breath. Just half a day ago, he still had a fight against Lin Lang, but now the opponent's strength is unfathomable, it seems that one eye can kill him in general.

"Waste!" The ancestor of Montenegro gave a cold glance at the Son of Light, and in the face of humiliation, the Son of Light could only hold back for a while. The next day he broke through the middle level of God's Realm, and he wants this guy to look good.

The ancestor of Montenegro glanced faintly and said to himself: "It seems that I can only kill him by myself."

The words fell, and the ancestors of Montenegro took a photo of Lin Lang with one hand, not aggressive, just to test the strength of Lin Lang today.

boom!

The mammoth handprints had not collapsed ten meters away from Lin Lang, and they had begun to collapse. When they were close to Lin Lang, the horrible palm print had already completely disappeared.

"Are you here to die?"

Lin Lang slowly got up and looked coldly at the ancestor of Montenegro.

"Say to death, I'll kill you." The ancestor of Montenegro sneered again and again, the dark shield light in his hands bloomed, covering him. As soon as he waved his hand, one side of the world evolved into the demon world, and a stubborn magic stalk crawled out.

She was born with double wings, a flying Fei Yasha with a pale face, a huge non-sky demon with a full body covered with the sky, and a twinkle ghost fire with a flashing white bone skeleton. An uninterrupted illusion of all kinds of things, a huge figure standing in the void.

This group of demons even have divine power!

Coupled with the ancestors of Montenegro itself, it is definitely a force of terror. Roman Stanislav murmured standing on the ground: "Is this the real strength of the mid-level?"

Lin Lang stepped forward, the broken sword broke into the air, and fell into his hands. He was holding a shining sword, and the spirit of killing was soaring into the sky, rushing forward and tearing a flying Yasha in half.

After the baptism of thunder and robbery, the wizard's residual spells were also washed away. Lin Lang, whose full strength once again erupted, was really like an illusory phantom at this moment. It was elusive, and several steel forks in the hands of Yasha could burst out, but stabbed into the air.

Fei Tian has three heads and six arms, and his mouth spit fire. The six arms danced tightly, and the power was appalling. The six arms fell together, like a peerless demon. Lin Lang flew forward, with the sword in his hand as an arm, but when he saw the cold stars, he was cut off by all six of his arms.

Roar!

Not far away, another group of broad-winged humanoid beasts rushed. This group of summoned things can't be killed. As long as the ancestors of Montenegro are still casting spells, this group of demons will be born indefinitely, even if Lin Lang kills as many as possible.

Lin Lang naturally realized this. At this moment, he didn't retreat and stepped forward in the void: "I entered the a priori, and the middle order of the state of God couldn't stop me!"

He slammed his seal, and a large picture scroll spread behind him, spreading a few miles away.

Behind him, the fairy picture flickers, there is a fairy driving a crane, and a horrifying figure that is so powerful and suffocating emerges behind him, making his whole temperament empty and ethereal. A terrifying fairy king walked out of the picture.

That powerful figure seemed to be the master of heaven and earth. One of them was wearing a luxurious amethyst crown, wearing a yellow robe, and holding a staff of torture. The face under the amethyst crown was exactly like Lin Lang.

There are strange people in the fairy world called painting saints, who are known as emperors by painting, have wonderful brushstroke flowers and the finishing touch. Raise the pen to draw, the pen falls, and the mountains and rivers are complete. That painting sage once summoned the fairy kings of all races in the world, and only took the top 30 people with the strongest fighting power.

This painting is called the Immortal King Map, and the top thirty peak immortal kings each leave a strong ray of magic in the painting. This painting is not a spiritual treasure but the first magic weapon under the imperial realm. Lin Lang was one of them at the beginning, and he realized a magical power from the painting, also known as the fairy king picture!

As soon as the immortal king's picture appeared, the countless immortal kings came to the world, and immediately replaced Lin Lang to fight the world. One arm covered the sky and extended his hand, and the countless yasha ghosts were pinched.

魑 Charm how can the enemy of the 30 strongest immortal kings? Lin Lang no longer cares about the battle of supernatural powers between the two generations. At this moment, he cuts out with a sword and takes the ancestor of Heishan.

"The evil barrier is crazy!"

The ancestor of Montenegro roared and waved his arms like a peerless demon. The dark shield waved between the sky and the sky, and the sky turned into darkness.

"cut!"

Lin Lang swept across the sword, and more than a hundred swords were cut out instantly. The endless sword shadow shrouded on the dark shield, and the sound of a banging sound was immediately issued.

The ancestor of Montenegro unfolded with his other hand. Thousands of hands and gods, countless palm prints slammed at Lin Lang. Lin Lang received the sword to resist, and the two collided one after the other, but could not help each other.

"Lin Youye has a trick that can break through the sound barrier and reach twice the speed of sound, so be careful." The Son of Light was on the ground, reminding him distantly.

In terms of hatred, he and Lin Youye are absolutely indispensable. Even if his attitude towards the ancestors of Montenegro is extremely upset, he is more inclined to win.

"Rest assured, I've been paying attention to his move for a long time. You can't respond to double speed, but this seat has this capital." The ancestor of Montenegro smiled gently.

"Really." Lin Lang's face suddenly appeared a strange color, the sword rune glowed in his hand, the power was boundless. He took a step forward and went straight across the space.

Lin Youye volleyed the sword in a volley, cut it out instantly, across countless spaces and time, there was only one dazzling swordman and a figure almost reaching the end of the world!

That sword fell off.

The world is overshadowed.

That sword was almost to the extreme, far from being twice the speed of sound as described by the Son of Light. The sword had long lost sight of the blade, leaving only a long and narrow afterimage. If you have to measure that sword by the speed of sound, it is definitely more than three times the speed of sound!

Even the ancestor of Montenegro did not have time to respond at all, and could only widen his eyes, watching the sharp swordman gradually enlarge in his eyes, and finally completely blocked his vision.

Lin Lang's face showed a puppet: "When did I tell you that the sword had only double the speed of sound?"

The dark clouds of the sky dispersed, and the heavy shield fell heavily, followed by a headless corpse that crashed into the ground.

Montenegro, meteor!

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