"Ye Liunian is also an extraordinary person. He is no worse than anyone present at the time. It is normal for Linghe to lose to him, including Huang." The palace master of Lingxiao Palace said with a smile. Although he was unhappy, he still showed no expression. The conversation between the two was somewhat confrontational.

"Yeah, naturally." Huang Shen nodded slightly, looked down, and said, "Whoever of you will learn about the strength of the young master of Lingxiao Palace."

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One by one, the eyes fell on the body of the Huang Shen, and the practitioners in the Donghua Palace laughed but didn't say anything, just watching the fun.

The God of Wilderness was still as strong, domineering and cold as ever. Huang was defeated, but he was defeated by Ning Hua, not from Lingxiao Palace. The Lord of Lingxiao Palace pointed at him. With the character of the God of Wilderness, he naturally couldn't stand it.

Therefore, this is the first time that a giant figure in Donghua Palace has named someone inside his sect to challenge whom.

The performance of the practitioners above is always seen by the people below. There are many practitioners of the Wilderness Temple. This time, all the people who came here are very powerful figures, but there are more than one Wilderness. However, Huang is the heir of the Wilderness God, the most dazzling. But in addition to Huang, there are also very powerful figures in the overlord Wilderness Temple located in the western part of the East China Region.

God of Desolation spoke in person, and this battle naturally must be won.

Therefore, the eyes of the practitioners of the Waste Temple fell on the same person. Obviously, the practitioners of the Wilderness Temple had already reached a consensus and knew who should get out.

"Wild God Temple, Wind Demon." Li Changsheng looked at him and whispered: "He is very strong, and his status as a disciple in the Wild God Temple is second only to Wilderness."

"Wind Demon."

Many people recognized this person. Those top-notch practitioners have some understanding of the storm of various major forces. Seeing this person, many people in Lingxiao Palace's faces changed slightly. They had never seen the wind demon take action, but it was rumored that the wind demon is very strong.

Ling He may not necessarily be able to beat the other party.

Feng Mo is burly and domineering, wearing a black robe, which makes him look even more majestic. He looks over forty years old, with a domineering and sharp eyes, giving people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

He stood up, his figure taller than Huang. He glanced at Ling He, then walked towards the Taoist battle platform and said, "Come here."

This tone was full of domineering contempt, as if it was disdainful.

Obviously, this is what Ling He said.

This made Ling He's face look a little unfair. Even though the Feng Demon is very famous in the Wilderness Temple, he is a person in the Tianfengyun of Donghua and the young palace master of Lingxiao Palace. How can he allow others to be so arrogant?

Standing up, Ling He followed Feng Mo directly, and the two of them walked into the Taoist battle platform area one after another.

Entering the Taoist battle platform, the wind demon was in front of him, with his back facing Ling He, and then stopped. The moment he turned around, a storm of destruction appeared on his body. The storm soared into the sky, and terrifying dark thunder clouds appeared on the sky, and countless black lightnings slashed down, just like the catastrophe of the great way.

The light of darkness enveloped the sky, and the storm of destruction became more and more terrifying, covering the sky and the sun. Every wisp of wind was like a knife that tore apart everything, rolling towards Ling He's body. The storm gathered and could tear the space apart.

In the dark thunder storm of destruction, a huge black thunder battle axe appeared. The wind demon's body was suspended in the air and rushed into the storm of destruction. He held the battle axe in his hand, like a demon who destroyed the world, lowered his head to look down at Ling He in the sky.

Above Linghe's head, Lingxiao Tower appeared, floating in the sky, and infinite tower shadows filled out, suppressing a square of the sky. The golden stream of light was extremely terrifying. At the same time, a golden spear appeared in his hand, and a gorgeous divine light was spewed out.

"Boom..." The terrifying Lingxiao Tower suppressed the wind demon, and the infinite tower shadow appeared to suppress that heaven, but that heaven was full of destruction thunder storms. The road withered, and all life was killed. The golden streamer rushed into the storm and was shattered by the destruction storm. The terrible dark streamer directly hit the Lingxiao Tower, causing the Dao God Wheel to make a violent and harsh sound, like a knife slashing on the pagoda.

The Lingxiao Tower is getting bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the sun, directly suppressing the wind demon.

The wind demon stood proudly in the sky, and the extremely violent force swept around. He was burly and domineering, like a storm war god, holding a battle axe in his hand, and was arrogant. The terrifying storm of destruction directly swept towards Lingxiao Tower, affecting the suppression power of Lingxiao Tower. He was fighting against the Storm, but it was still hanging down.

At the same time, Ling He's body also moved, the Lingxi Gun bloomed, and the golden streaming light directly penetrated through the void, and the extremely gorgeous golden magic gun directly broke through the air and rushed towards Feng Demon's body.

But at the same moment, Fengmo's battle axe had already slashed down, carrying billions of destructive lights, like the end of the world, slashing at the opponent's spear.

The two attacks collided with each other, and Ling He's body disappeared directly. With such a violent attack, he was about to part with a touch, as if a spear was moving at will, and appeared directly in another direction, continuing to stab, like a golden afterimage, but the power was extremely terrifying, piercing the space.

"Buzz..." The strong wind swept past, and the wind demon's reaction was so terrible that his battle axe turned into wind, merged with the storm, drew an extremely gorgeous arc, and slashed at the Lingxi Gun again.

"So fast, the attack speed of these two people..." The person watching the battle felt a blur before his eyes. Countless afterimages of Ling He appeared in the dark storm of destruction, spread in different directions. Every time he appeared, the shadow of a golden spear would be born, as if countless guns were released in a short moment.

But every shot was taken.

"The Lingxi Gun is natural. Only when people and guns and Tao are perfectly integrated can they be so at will. Even if they are still instantly removed from the transposition attack under the crotch. However, the Fengmo's axe technique is the same, as if he was just a gust of wind, dancing with the wind, moving with the flow. What's terrible is that, in conjunction with the wind's Dao intention, his battle axe attack power became stronger and stronger, as if he was still accumulating momentum."

In the Piaoxue Temple, Jiang Yueli said, and she was also talking to the junior sisters around her so that they could better understand the battle.

In a short moment, the two of them fought for countless times. At this moment, a figure swooped down from the void. The Lingxi Gun was like a golden lightning, still so fast, but at the same time, the storm seemed to pause for a moment, not as smooth as before.

Just as the Lingxi Spear was approaching, a storm went up against the trend, tearing the space apart. Everyone saw the wind demon moving, the speed was so fast that it was hard to see the naked eye. But the next moment, a black axe light appeared from the sky, splitting the sky.
Chapter completed!