Chapter 1120 Accidental Identity
"kill!"
At this moment, Liu Huanhuan entered the battlefield, with a seventh-grade lotus platform above his head, and billions of auspicious lights bloomed, exuding the breath of the most godly and holy, and slaying at the man in black.
Liu Huanhuan also realized that this man in black was an important figure. If he wanted to defeat the demon army, he had to take it down.
Moreover, the opponent's move was too ruthless. Every minute and every second, Cihang Jingzhai's fellow disciples would continue to die under her hands, which made her very heartbroken.
"The mantis arm is in the car!" However, the man in black snorted heavily, and two sharp cold lightning shot out from his eyes. The god of death swung his sickle and attacked him.
Dangdangdang…
Mars are splashing everywhere, illuminating the sky.
The seventh-grade lotus platform is a treasure, extremely strong, but the god of death sickle is a chaotic treasure, which is even more shocking. In addition, the strength of the man in black is obviously much higher, so Liu Huanhuan was defeated and fell into a disadvantage. The seventh-grade lotus platform was shocked and retreated.
There was also red blood flowing down the corners of Liu Huanhuan's mouth, which looked particularly sad and beautiful.
"Go to die!" The man in black let out a long roar and turned into a rainbow to kill him. The God of Death's sickle drew a terrifying light and slashed towards Liu Huanhuan's head.
If this sword is hit, Liu Huanhuan will surely die, his head will fly, and even his soul will be wiped out.
"The evil thief, how can you let you do whatever you want?" Jingyi had noticed the battle situation here for a long time. Seeing that Liu Huanhuan was in danger of his life, her heart was also thrust and rushed over.
Rumble! A large terrifying divine light swept across like a river. Jingyi showed her powerful strength from the ground up and slapped her palm.
"I heard that Cihang Jingzhai has two bright flowers, you are all dead today." The man in black said coldly. The god of death swept the sickle, and the black light surging, instantly defeating Jingyi's divine light. Then the black light did not diminish and killed him in a flash.
Jingyi's face suddenly turned pale, and the power of the God of Death's sickle was beyond her imagination.
Under this knife, even she smelled an incomparable danger.
"Bold, evil thief!" However, at this moment, a loud roar spread, and a young man was like a god descending to earth, and his whole body burst out with a huge divine light and punched him.
when!
The vast and terrifying fist power was like a golden ocean of impact, and the Grim Reaper's sickle was immediately shocked.
"Wang Teng?"
Jingyi and Liu Huanhuan were all very surprised when they saw the visitor.
The young man had a deep gaze, a strong face, a thick black hair, and his eyes were as cold as lightning, full of a magical posture.
It is Wang Teng.
"A gangster of the Demonic Sect dares to come to the Buddhist spiritual land to cause trouble. You can't get away today." Wang Teng looked around and took a look at the occupation, instantly seeing everything. Finally, his eyes fell on the man in black opposite, and two sharp cold lights shot out from his eyes, like two heavenly swords.
"Kill!" A loud shout fell, and Wang Teng turned into golden light to kill him. The chaotic treasure of the God of Death Scythe is extraordinary. The man in black attracted his attention and he must first erase it.
However, when the man in black saw Wang Teng coming, he seemed to have been in place, motionless. In the wide robe, there was a pair of wonderful eyes staring at Wang Teng's face. It was not until Wang Teng came closer that he seemed to have reacted and hurriedly dodged.
"Where can you escape!" Wang Teng was domineering in his magical martial arts, and continued to attack fiercely, and was determined to take down the opponent. The man in black was probably a leader of the demon army, and the thousands of demons seemed to have the intention of respecting him.
The man in black was originally overwhelmed and looked arrogant, but at this moment, he seemed absent-minded. Under Wang Teng's attack, his movements were very stiff. He continued to hit several moves in a row and suffered injuries on his body.
"What do you mean?" Wang Teng also noticed something was wrong and shouted.
The man in black did not speak, his body was trembling slightly. The wide black robe covered his head, and no one could see the expression on his face clearly.
Wang Teng frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly he took action like lightning, lifting the man in black's robe.
"Ah!" The man in black didn't expect this at all, and instantly let out a scream. The sound turned out to be the voice of a woman, which was extremely pleasant.
The black robe fell off, and finally revealed the true appearance of the man in black. This is a girl with white skin, sweet appearance, bright eyes and charming.
"It turned out to be a woman." Liu Huanhuan and Jingyi were both shocked. This young girl was completely united with the appearance of holding the Grim Reaper's Scythe in his hand and killing all directions.
"It's you?" Wang Teng's pupils suddenly shrank and he said in a daze.
This girl was exactly the one he saved in the Northern Territory Desert Flower City.
Rose worships a mysterious person from the Demon Clan as his master. In the blink of an eye, the charming little girl turned into a murderous demon king, and she also held the Death Scythe, a heavy weapon.
"Rose, what's going on?" Wang Teng asked with a deep face.
"You recognized the wrong person. I am not Rose, I am a demon witch!" The man in black suddenly turned cold, and Leng Sen said.
Rose's face seemed extremely strange at this moment. Wang Teng didn't understand why people could change so much in just a few years.
"Bring your troops with you and leave now." Wang Teng felt that Qiangwei should have some difficulties and frowned.
"No, Buddhism must perish today." The witch bit her lip and said, "I'll ask you for advice again!"
Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
As soon as the words came, the Death Scythe became bigger in the wind. The sharp blade emitted a dazzling divine light, covering up the sunlight in the sky.
Around the Death Scythe, there are broken bodies, a headless god, a demon with broken arms, and a woman whose heart is hollowed out... This is like countless dead souls who died under the Death Scythe in ancient and modern times, with a terrifying roar, which is extremely terrifying.
"Hmph." However, Wang Teng's eyes were like lightning and he snorted coldly. Although the change of rose was great, he was very surprised.
But the foundation of cultivation is still shallow. Even if there is the Chaos Treasure, the God of Death Scythe, there is still a big gap with him.
when!
The ancient sword of the fallen dragon collided with the God of Death Scythe, and the void immediately sprayed a large area, boiling like a vast ocean, causing heavy waves to rise. The sparks were extremely dazzling, illuminating the sky.
Sure enough, Wang Teng's magic power was as strong as the sea, and he was much stronger. Even if the witch had the Chaos Treasure, he was instantly shocked.
"You alone can't save Lingshan, why not retreat?" A trace of red blood appeared on the corner of the witch's mouth, and she said with her silver teeth. Behind her, thousands of demon sect troops gathered over, one by one, one of them was full of murderous aura, as if they had crawled out of hell, and they were extremely scary.
Chapter completed!