Chapter 952 The magical power of turning thunder into dust
King Jinpeng already understood that Xiao Lin was not something they could deal with. King Black Peng and King Qingpeng had already fallen. If he didn't take the opportunity to escape, he would definitely be next.
The horror in Tianmo's heart was even greater than that of King Jinpeng. Although he had also heard of Xiao Lin's reputation, it was not until this moment that he understood the gap between him and him. He hated Shui Wuguan to the extreme in his heart. This woman Not only did he destroy the Liudao Kui Demon Palace, but he also colluded with Xiao Lin, causing him to fall short once again.
Seeing King Jinpeng turn into a golden light and shoot into the cave, the demon did not hesitate and followed closely, turning into a black magic light.
But when the demon was still several feet away from the cave entrance, the cave entrance suddenly flashed with golden light, and King Jinpeng appeared with a horrified face. Immediately after, eight slender monster insects the size of fists flashed out at the entrance of the cave. , each with a purple flame flashing on its body.
Like eight purple lanterns, blocking the entrance of the hole tightly, these eight monster insects each spit out purple flames to block the entrance of the hole. At the same time, they exposed their jagged teeth and rubbed them up and down, as if they wanted to eat the Jinpeng King alive. These are Xiao Lin's eight soul-devouring fire Gus.
"What kind of demonic insect is this?" King Jinpeng had obviously experienced the power of the soul-devouring fire Gu, his face turned pale and there was a look of panic in his eyes.
"Is this a soul-eating fire Gu? Or is it an emperor-level one?" After seeing the soul-eating fire Gu clearly at the entrance of the cave, the demon's expression changed and he exclaimed.
Even Shui Wugou, who was hiding nearby, had a look of horror on his face. She had seen the Soul-eating Fire Gu from an ancient book collected in the Yushui Palace. The power of the spirit makes them extremely terrifying, and there are actually eight of them in front of them, each of them exuding the powerful pressure of an emperor-level monster.
"Get out of my way." King Jinpeng saw these eight soul-devouring fire Gu blocking his way, and he became furious. Golden thunder and lightning flashed on his body, and he was about to attack.
A dark green light flashed in front of him, and Xiao Lin's figure appeared. A purple long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a large purple thunder light, heading towards the Jinpeng King's shield.
"Now that you're here, don't think about leaving."
King Jinpeng's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip with water. His figure quickly retreated towards the back. At the same time, the spear appeared in his hand, piercing out golden lightning and heading towards the purple lightning struck by Xiao Lin.
"Rumble" Between the two people, golden and purple lights entangled and exploded, and the roar was endless.
With a thought from Xiao Lin, another bright sword grid with a size of tens of feet appeared behind King Jinpeng, and the bright sword grid was shot from his back.
King Jinpeng's expression changed. He knew that if he delayed, he would be in danger. His body suddenly swelled, and as his energy and blood surged, the spear in his hand transformed into a series of gun shadows, and shot towards the back.
At the same time, he yelled: "Demon, if you don't take action yet, when this king falls, do you think you can escape?"
When the demon heard this, he cursed in his heart, but an embarrassed smile appeared on his face. He opened his mouth, and the three black magic swords turned into three hundred-foot-long black lights and chopped them down towards Xiao Lin's head.
"Originally I wanted you to live a little longer, but since you are looking for death, shall I send you on the road together?" Xiao Lin's brows were full of murderous intent, and the star ring in his hand flashed, and the green building flashed above his head, hanging down. A series of blue light beams enveloped it.
These were three green sword lights that suddenly shot out from the horizontal thorns. They actually blocked the three sword lights of the demon. And dozens of feet away from the demon, a graceful and plump figure appeared. It was The lord of the Royal Water Palace, Shui Wugou.
"Tianmo, your opponent is me, so don't find the wrong person."
When Xiao Lin saw this, he ignored the demon and instead flashed with golden light. He came directly to King Jinpeng and punched him.
King Jinpeng couldn't dodge, so he had no choice but to use his demonic power to punch Xiao Lin hard.
Xiao Lin was determined to test the physical strength of the Lei Peng clan, so he directly activated the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique and started to fight with them with punches.
Within the canyon, roaring sounds were endless, and the energy of the two people spread out, blasting the canyon into a mess for several miles, and all kinds of rare and exotic flowers and plants were completely wiped out.
Even a few third- and fourth-level spiritual herbs are not immune.
Shui Wugou and Tianmo were also fighting inextricably not far away. The two super sects in the Eastern Territory, who had been bitter rivals for hundreds of thousands of years, finally launched their final showdown.
After a while, Xiao Lin was filled with admiration. The physical body of the Lei Peng clan could only be ranked second among the three major demon clans. It was far behind the Dragon Phoenix clan, which was the first. Even so, His Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique has been cultivated to the Holy Body Realm, and it seems impossible to defeat the Golden Roc King in a short period of time.
The surprise in King Jinpeng's heart was far greater than that of Xiao Lin. He had to practice the Lei Peng clan's physical training method - Golden Feather Technique since he was a child. He also happened to take a Golden Blood Pill and became what he is today. In terms of realm, when it comes to physical strength, he definitely ranks first among the great demons of the Lei Peng clan.
How could he not be shocked that a weak human being could actually surpass him in physical cultivation?
Every collision between the two people was a battle of energy and blood. Soon, fine beads of sweat began to appear on King Jinpeng's forehead, while Xiao Lin remained calm and composed.
"Boom" A loud noise came, and King Jinpeng was directly shaken dozens of feet away. His chest heaved. He already felt that more than half of his energy and blood had been lost, and he felt that he could no longer continue.
After "咻咻咻" was knocked back dozens of feet, a bright sword suddenly appeared again a few feet away from him and moved toward him.
King Jinpeng's face turned pale, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, but soon the look of fear was replaced by absolute desperation. A golden feather suddenly appeared in his hand, and he shook his hand and moved towards Xiao Lin called.
At the same time, the lightning on his body flashed and he had already flashed a hundred feet away.
Xiao Lin's face was solemn. The moment he saw the golden feathers on King Jinpeng's hand, he already understood that King Jinpeng was going to fight for his life.
Xiao Lin waved his sleeves, and three bright sword grids appeared in front of him, superimposed on each other. At the same time, the green green buildings had already hung down with light beams, wrapping them around him.
"Boom A mushroom cloud with a size of a hundred feet rose up. It was condensed by thunder and lightning. The violent electric snake tore two bright swords in an instant. Even Xiao Lin stepped back dozens of feet, his face a blur. deep.
The natal thunder feathers of the Lei Peng clan are indeed extremely powerful. When Xiao Lin saw that King Jinpeng was about to use the third natal thunder feather, he obviously had the intention of dying with him. Obviously, he could not do it with just one natal thunder feather. , and once the three natal thunder feathers are used up, King Jinpeng will also fall into extreme weakness. In this state, he can only be slaughtered by others.
An idea flashed in Xiao Lin's mind, and he seemed to have thought of something.
"Xiao Lin, today this king will die with you." King Jinpeng's face was full of madness, and the golden feathers in his hands flashed with dazzling golden light.
Xiao Lin pointed with one hand, and a few dozen feet away in front of him, a bright sword with a length of a hundred feet flashed out, blocking his way.
A mocking expression flashed across King Jinpeng's face, and he began to pinch the magic formula with both hands. His whole body was suddenly covered in golden lightning. The dazzling golden light made King Jinpeng look like a golden little sun.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, be careful. This is the Lei Peng clan's magical ability to turn thunder into dust. He wants to die with you." Shui Wuguo's voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of stalemate in his voice.
In fact, without Shui Wugou's reminder, Xiao Lin already felt something was wrong when King Jinpeng's body flashed with dazzling lightning, and a warning sign actually rose in his heart. This was something that had never happened before.
Xiao Lin's heart was spinning, and he had already made up his mind. With a wave of his sleeves, a half-foot-long snow-white blade appeared in front of him.
Xiao Lin's face suddenly turned pale, and the remaining snow-white blade flashed with a dazzling white light. The white light was three inches long, which was almost the same as the length of the blade.
"Ahhhh" King Jinpeng suddenly let out a shrill scream.
This surprised Xiao Lin. Why did King Jinpeng scream before he launched an attack? Just when he was confused, he saw light golden blood spurting out from King Jinpeng's mouth. As soon as the blood spurted out, he immediately It turned into a golden flame, and within the golden flame, the lightning flashed continuously.
King Jinpeng's body also began to deform. Under Xiao Lin's gaze, it gradually shrank and soon turned into a golden bird the size of a palm.
The golden bird was completely enveloped in golden flames, and on the outer layer of the flames, the golden thunder light turned into a golden thunder ball, wrapping it inside.
"Hey" At this time, a huge golden thunder light cut through the void and stabbed towards Xiao Lin.
The speed was beyond imagination, and Xiao Lin's reaction was also extremely fast. With a thought, one hundred and eight stars twinkled in the void, and in front of Xiao Lin, two figures with a size of a hundred feet appeared again. Brilliant sword pattern.
The three-sided shining sword blocked Xiao Lin's position more than ten feet away, but the warning sign in Xiao Lin's heart was not eliminated. The remaining mana in his body was poured into the remaining blade in front of him without any cost.
"Bang bang bang" The golden thunder light was like a golden sharp blade, and it instantly shattered three bright sword grids in succession, and even Xiao Lin showed a look of horror on his face.
Xiao Lin was well aware of the defensive power of the shining sword grid. Ordinary great monks might not be able to break through it with a full blow.
And King Jinpeng, who had used some kind of magical power, actually cut through three bright sword grids one after another. The destructive power he unleashed was astonishing.
Xiao Lin snorted coldly without hesitation, "Go."
The broken blade floating in front of him swayed slightly and disappeared without a trace.
"Boom" Only ten feet away from Xiao Lin, a ball of golden thunder suddenly burst out, covering hundreds of feet in an instant, and the entire valley was covered in dazzling golden light.
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