Chapter 3435: fall from the sky
boom!
Lu Yi hit it down with a punch, Wushuang's domineering raging world.
Together with more than seven hundred divine calamity thunder patterns, they were bombarded by Lu Yi into Han Song's body.
He only heard a crisp sound, and the black scales on Han Song's body began to burst.
"No, it's impossible! Even the Seven Tribulations Earth Immortal can't injure my Demon Flood Divine Body, how could you crush the black scales!" Han Song was extremely incredible.
Looking at the scarlet blood flowing out of his body, his eyes were full of anger.
"The **** Devil Jiao divine body is just a **** mixed with the animal." Lu Yi mocked disdainfully.
Han Song was angry and urged the blood of the black flood in his body to the extreme. At the same time, he didn't know what hole card method to use, and unexpectedly released a cloud of thick black fog.
"It's an alien atmosphere again, it seems I'm correct in guessing, you are also a demon species." Lu Yi said coldly.
"What's the matter! Demon Lord Mowei overpowers the sky, loyal to the Demon God will surely become the strongest existence in this world, and you fools are destined to become a stepping stone under my feet."
After saying these words, Han Song's breath exploded unexpectedly soaring.
If you ignore his cultivation realm and only sense the coercion of his aura, he has surpassed many powerhouses in the Seven Tribulations Land Wonderland.
"Master Devil, please grant me the power!" Han Song yelled from the sky.
Rumble!
A black demon thunder fell from the sky, straight into Hansong's eyebrows.
It seemed that he heard Han Song's loyal call, a certain demon god's will was awakened by him, and it really gave him the supremely powerful magic power.
Perceiving these strange methods, Lu Yi was also a little shocked.
"Unexpectedly, these guys can rely on this method to improve their strength, but this fool doesn't even know that the so-called borrowing from the devil is actually burning his own soul. Even if he can beat me, he will only be a walking dead in the future. Become the end of being controlled by others."
Lu Yi watched with his eyes from the sky, and he could easily see through all of this.
In the distance, Lin Luoer, Li Li and others, after seeing the change in the center of the battlefield, couldn't help but sweat for Lu Yi.
It is Lu Yi who has repeatedly created miracles. At this time, he is not sure whether Lu Yi can continue to suppress the cold pine.
"Brother Lu Yi, we must defeat him!"
"Don't worry, Brother Lu Yi will not be defeated."
"Boss Lu Yi will definitely kill this traitor and avenge his dead disciple!"
Zhao Mei, Ji Ziyong, Wu Hao and others spoke successively.
Then, others cheered for Lu Yi, even Kong Minghui prayed for Lu Yi in his heart.
Han Song showed great strength time and time again, making everyone feel terrified.
Especially at this moment, Han Song's demon body changed again, completely losing his human shape, and transformed into a thick black flood of ten feet, flying in the air.
"Lu Yi! You shouldn't irritate me completely. Originally, I just wanted to kill you, but now I changed my attention. I let you swallow you into my stomach!"
Howl--
The Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon, who was incarnation of Han Song, opened his mouth wide, and at the same time, a thick black mist sprayed out, possessing extremely terrifying corrosive power.
Seeing the scene before him, Lu Yi frowned slightly.
I have to say that Lu Yi also felt a little bit tricky in the face of the cold pine in this state.
Han Song, who became the Empress of the Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon, had a significant increase in strength and speed.
Lu Yi must use stronger means to put him to death.
But in that case, Lu Yi was very worried that the sword mound space would be broken, and others would be fatally affected.
"Small, Wan'er, help me quickly!" Lu Yi groaned.
Without waiting for Bing Chan and Yang Wan'er to respond, Lu Yi quickly said: "Organize a defensive barrier to protect everyone, and absolutely can't let anyone be harmed!"
"Yes, master!"
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
Hearing Bing Chan and Yang Wan'er's response, Lu Yi was completely relieved.
"Sword!" Lu Yi screamed angrily.
The Xuanyuan Sword that was blown out was summoned by Lu Yi and flew back into Lu Yi's hands from a long distance.
Lu Yi looked straight at the Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon flying in the air, and slashed fiercely with the sword in both hands.
In this sword, Lu Yi possesses the highest understanding of sword intent.
When the golden sword light blooms, it illuminates the entire sword grave space.
The sword qi alone reached three thousand feet long, and the sword's edge split vertically, and it seemed that even the sky was torn apart.
boom!
The space of the sword tomb was turbulent, and countless boulders collapsed before the power erupted completely.
It smashed everywhere on the ground, causing numerous cracks.
Bing Chan and Yang Wan'er were shocked before they had time, and tried their best to protect everyone in Yan Pavilion and prevent them from being hurt at all.
The sword that Lu Yi slashed completely exploded with power after a few seconds.
The domineering and unparalleled breath made Han Song feel trembling.
Just a few lingering vibrations turned the black scales of the Demon Flood into nothingness.
When Jian Qi went down towards Han Song, the body of Han Song's Demon Flood began to explode with **** mist.
Facing the huge sword light, only a dozen feet thick, the Black Prison Demon Jiao looked so small.
At this time, Han Song completely lost his fighting spirit.
Facing such a terrifying sword, Han Song only wondered how to survive.
"No--don't kill me--" Han Song roared in horror.
In the roar, the previous arrogance was long gone.
The speed at which the sword light fell was very slow, only advancing a distance of tens of meters per second.
But with such a slow sword energy, Han Song had no chance to escape.
Because Lu Yi used mental power to completely imprison him, no matter how Han Song struggled under the Qi machine blockade, the sword energy would eventually be cut on him.
"What a terrible sword, what realm does his sword intent comprehend? How do you feel that his sword intent is stronger than the sword god's will..." Li Qiye was already shocked and said no, watching this scene from a distance. Speak out.
He didn't know that Lu Yi was already in a fierce contest with the owner of this sword grave.
"Sword God? Are you unable to reincarnate the Sword God? If it weren't for the reincarnation of the Sword God, how could you suppress my Demon Flood God Body with the sword intent? I don't accept it, I don't accept it..."
"No, I can't die, I have to become the most powerful genius in the Han family, I absolutely can't die!"
"Master Devil, where are you, come and save me!"
"Lu Yi, please forgive me, I am willing to submit to you, I am willing to do anything for you, as long as you forgive me..."
Han Song frantically begged for his life, he was completely frightened by Lu Yi.
Seeing the sword aura slowly slashing closer and closer, Han Song's eyes felt more desperate.
Unfortunately, no matter how he begged for mercy, the killing intent in Lu Yi's eyes was always as firm as iron.
"Anyone who enters the Dao of Demons must die!"
Like a **** of death, Lu Yi announced the death of Han Song, and at the same time, the terrifying golden sword energy finally fell.
boom!
When Jian Qi collided with Han Song's Demon Flood, a fierce roar erupted.
As if the world were torn apart, and the heavens collapsed, the entire sword mound space fell into chaos.
In this terrible explosion, the black prison demon flooded by Hansong was dying!
