"She is stimulating the power of the devil in her body. Stop her and never let her succeed!"
Zhao Wanzi shouted softly.
He sat cross-legged on a chair, then a fierce wind blew around him, and began to slowly rise into the air.
At this moment, Zhao Wanzi's whole body was swept up in the strong wind, and he was flying cross-legged in the sky, like a heavenly master!
"break!"
She quickly formed the secret with her hands, and the spell in her mouth was completed. She pointed her finger at Wuntaklin, who was shrouded in the black light curtain!
A fire dragon shot out from her fingertips and hit the black light screen, making an earth-shattering explosion!
"boom!!!"
The entire Emerald Mountain foothills trembled at this moment!
The fire dragon stretched continuously, sprayed out from Zhao Wanzi's fingertips, and formed a confrontation with the light curtain!
Seeing Anhui Taklin inside the light curtain, all the clothes on her body had been burned to ashes in the confrontation, revealing her body that was pieced together.
Zhao Lian'er frowned slightly.
Because wherever she looked, she could see the strange tattoos densely covered on the skin of Wuntaklin's complicated body... The position of the chest was actually constantly flashing dark black light through the skin.
faint!
"Heart of the Demon God?"
Her expression changed.
They had already guessed something fishy about why Wuntaklin had the power of the devil.
It was simply that when he had enough meat, he found the remains of a demon god, refined it, and assembled it into his body.
However, the different parts of the demon she refined will also determine how much of the demon's power Wuntaklin alcohol can inherit.
At the beginning of the period, they speculated that Wuntaklin should have found a demon bone and embedded it in his body, thus inheriting a small part of the demon's power, but it was still enough to sweep through the secular world where there are no strong people in the innate realm.
However, when Zhao Lian'er noticed that on Wuntaklin's chest, the heart was beating desperately and accumulating energy.
After all, her face changed dramatically!
"The heart of the devil is the core part that inherits the power of the devil. Its role is no less important than the heart of martial arts practiced by warriors, as well as the Dantian and Lingtai used by monks for practice!"
"Unexpectedly, this Anhui Takelin actually found a demon heart and refined it into her own body!"
She looked at Liu Qingqing, who had an ugly expression on her side: "Go find Lu Fan, tell him the situation here, and then don't come back."
Although Liu Qingqing has reached the halfway point of strength, she still has considerable strength even in today's Middle-earth martial arts world.
But today.
The devil has appeared, and everyone in the world has become an ant.
With Liu Qingqing's strength, staying here is tantamount to death.
At the same time, it will distract other people's attention and will only drag them back.
Liu Qingqing also felt that she was not strong enough. She nodded, disappeared from the place in a flash, and rushed out of the door.
"The next step is our battle."
Zhao Lian'er stood up, crossed her hands on her chest, and a cold busy light burst out from her eyes. Behind her, a clearly discernible shadow slowly emerged. The shadow was divine and dazzling. With the same movements of Zhao Lian'er, her body was surging.
The magic technique turned into a series of green bolts, all of which were blasted on the light screen of Wuntaklin...
At the same time, an earth-shattering sword energy soared into the sky again in the room, tearing open the roof directly. Like a divine weapon falling from the sky, it fiercely killed Wuntaklin in the light curtain!
