My projections are all the roots of the Holy Spirit

Outside the sea of ​​fire, a tall and inhuman demon cultivator finally stepped out.

He was covered with a layer of armor that was on fire. From a distance, he looked extremely powerful and exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

However, he seemed to be majestic and majestic, but at this moment his heart was extremely violent.

Li Haoquan didn't know what was going on.

After losing his mind that day, he didn't know what happened.

Until today, when he regained consciousness, he found that the mutation in his body had ended.

However, he was no longer in his villa, but in a completely unfamiliar place.

But what really makes him despair is that his identity as a demon cultivator has been exposed, and there are still people clamoring to kill him.

There is always a voice shouting in my mind.

Run away, run away!

Only by escaping from the T area within ten minutes can there be any hope of survival.

So, he ran as hard as he could. Even if he was injured, he only used his instinctive magic power to recover, but he did not dare to stop.

However, the Immortal Alliance's secret artillery shells were still fired.

Just when he thought he was certain to die, his body spontaneously mutated.

Its demon body automatically compressed, and its three-meter-tall body was half shorter, but in exchange for this fiery red battle armor with extremely terrifying defense power.

This armor is extremely hard, even if the shell fragments are flying, it can't break the defense.

As for the raging sea of ​​fire, he couldn't even feel the high temperature under the armor's insulation layer.

Invincible.

It’s a feeling of defensive invincibility.

As long as he wears this armor, he is invincible.

I want to kill these damn people who dare to surround me.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat!

Just when Li Haoquan was high-spirited and wanted to launch a counterattack, his legs automatically moved forward.

Li Haoquan:? ? ?

Hey, why didn't my body obey my command and continued to escape?

Li Haoquan was angry and anxious, and his expression became more ferocious.

Several people appeared in front, some holding cold weapons, and some holding Xianjia firearms.

They screamed and intercepted themselves.

However, neither cold weapons nor bullets could break through the armor on his body.

Li Haoquan wanted to stop and kill these daring people.

However, he couldn't stop at all, and his running footsteps ran faster.

Stop, stop him, be sure to stop him. There is a warning formation ahead. Once he passes through the warning formation, he will not be able to be caught...

I heard someone shouting wildly.

Warning array?

There is actually a warning array ahead?

How long have I been unconscious? How much happened during this time?

Suddenly, Li Haoquan saw a person out of the corner of his eye.

A human holding a long sword actively ran towards him from the side.

this person……

It's him!

It turned out to be him.

The remaining sanity in Li Haoquan was like TNT meeting Mars, and exploded with a bang.

Xu Jun.

That guy from No. 3 Middle School.

The enemy who robbed him of the Tongmai Pill and cut off his hope of transforming into an immortal.

I'm going to kill him!

This obsession overwhelmed everything in an instant, and Li Haoquan's body suddenly turned around and faced Xu Jun head-on.

Xu Jun held a sword in one hand and walked leisurely.

The pace may not seem fast, but in fact the running speed is not slow at all.

The only thing that made him a little depressed was that his location was not in front of the demon cultivator.

If you want to intercept, you still need to come from the side.

The demon cultivator was extremely fast, and he might not be able to catch up before he broke into the warning formation.

It would be nice if this demon cultivator ran towards him.

Suddenly, as if a passing god in the sky heard his wish, the demon cultivator's body turned and actually rushed towards him.

Xu Jun blinked twice and was surprised to find that he didn't know when he had become a crow's mouth.

The wind whizzed past my ears.

Xu Jun's spirit continued to rise as his body moved forward.

He had seen how this demonic cultivator broke through three lines of defense in a matter of minutes.

He had also seen how the demon cultivator survived the bombardment of the Xian family's artillery.

Therefore, he knew that this demon cultivator was the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered so far.

If it were before, even if he didn't escape, he would never be such a standout.

However, Sword Ming Eighty Two!

You can't imagine the state of mind a person must have after carrying a sword for eighty-two years.

In another world, even Qingfeng, who came from a well-known family and was in the late stage of Qi training, did not dare to fight against Xiao Xujun again.

But now, Xu Jun not only has the eighty-two sword sounds, but also has peak innate Qi and blood, as well as the ability to cut off the arm of a physical puppet in the later stage of Qi training with one sword.

All of these, combined, brought Xu Jun unparalleled strong confidence.

I can do it!

The bodies of both sides quickly approached.

Li Haoquan roared loudly and let out an unidentifiable roar.

He raised his fists high and smashed it hard.

Fierce, fast, and ferocious, combined with the armor on his body, he is even more invincible when fighting all the way.

Then.

Buzz.

A continuous sound that seemed to never stop sounded here.

Then, a dazzling white light bloomed in everyone's eyes.

Whether they were cultivators or warriors, they all squinted or even closed their eyes at this moment.

They all felt that their eyes were filled with brilliance and they could no longer see anything clearly.

The two sides passed each other in an instant, and the demon cultivator's body was broken at the waist.

Xu Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a surge of overwhelming pride rising from the depths of his heart and permeating his limbs.

The passion was like a volcano erupting, unstoppable.

Suddenly, his whole body was boiling with blood, and he seemed to have endless strength, and he was not feeling unhappy.

The figure flew back and had already caught up with the demon cultivator who had turned into two parts. The sword light was like snow, spreading all over the world.

I chop, I chop, I chop, chop, chop! ! !

ah……

The shrill screams resounded throughout the world and then disappeared without a trace.

No matter what race they are, their screams are the same when the pain is extreme.

Everyone shuddered involuntarily. The scream was so ecstatic that even their body bones seemed to be filled with chills.

However, such a frightened cry was silenced by countless white lights.

After a while, the white light subsided and everyone looked around.

A young man stood empty-handed.

The long sword has also been shattered into pieces and no longer exists.

A question flashed in their minds.

Where is the magic cultivator? Where is that terrifying demon cultivator?

The crowd quickly gathered around, with Chen Mufa taking the lead and shouting: Xu Jun.

Xu Jun lowered his head slightly and said, Sir Chen.

According to the instructions, the current commander-in-chief is Chen Mufa, so he must be given enough respect.

Xu Jun, where is the demon cultivator?

Xu Jun's eyes moved down and landed at Chen Mufa's feet.

Chen Mufa lowered his head and felt that the soles of his shoes were wet and sticky.

This is... Chen Mufa seemed to have thought of something and couldn't explain what he was saying.

Xu Jun nodded slightly and said: I thought this demon cultivator was very strong, so I used a little more strength just now and cut him smoothly. In the end, I cut him with a few more swords and killed him.

Looking at Chen Mufa's somewhat distorted face, Xu Jun touched his head and smiled apologetically: Sorry, there are no survivors.

The corners of Chen Mufa's mouth twitched slightly, and then he was sure that the minced flesh and blood plasma on the ground nearby really belonged to that devil kid.

After a few more sword cuts, it was all gone!

Good guy, how many swords did you kill in that moment?