Chapter 1107 (1/2)

”It's not weak. It's much better than the people sent by those families.”

The magic Temple restrained the smile that existed at any time. On his handsome face, his expression suddenly became fierce. His whole body was swept by the runes, and the secret patterns of the talisman were flashing. The breath was terrible. He also urged the animal energy. A huge ghost of a strange beast rushed out fiercely and fought with Xuanyun Chijiao virtual shadow.

Du Shaofu's eyes were full of starlight, and the profound meaning of the stars urged him to fall down.

Under that terrible pressure, everyone's soul throbbed, almost kneeling down.

For the terrible mystery of the stars, this is a kind of innate awe, which comes from the blood of the soul and God, and wants to kneel for it.

But the magic Chacha is not afraid, the body spreads the God awn, turns into the God ring, resists and goes.

”Undead grass!”

”Dongming grass!”

Du Shaofu was ferocious. Driven by the profound meanings of undead grass and Dongming grass at the same time, the golden winged ROC expanded behind his back, and then continued to attack fiercely, opening and closing in a big way.

”The ROC breaks its claws!”

”Shake the sky and shake the wings!”

”Peng Lin nine days!”

”Baquan do!”

”Shaoyang seal!”

A terrible attack swept through and threatened the world, destroying and razing large canyons to the ground.

This terrible dynamic power attracted countless figures from all directions and watched from afar.

A set of ancient armor is covered in front of the body, and there is an air of enchantment, which steals out of the arc. The bright and dazzling Rune diffuses out of itself, forming a frozen void around the body.

The terrible breath shakes nine days, and the magic temple is like the lower boundary of the demon king.

At the moment, a demon king and a demon king are fighting each other fiercely, which makes people tremble in the distance.

”Bang bang bang!”

When the two men fought, the distance between the two was over a hundred feet. The onlookers did not dare to get close to them. However, some of the unlucky ones were affected. Some of them even split up and turned into blood mist. Some of them just escaped from the original spirit.

”Who is that mysterious young man who can fight with Du Shaofu, the demon king?”

The onlookers attracted from all directions were shocked. It was incredible that someone could fight the demon king Du Shaofu. It was incredible that there were still people in the same generation who could compete with Du Shaofu.

”It's not weak as expected. It's even more powerful than I thought it would be!”

In the chaotic space, runes fly out, the space explodes, the magic brake comes out in the air, and the hair is flying behind. There is an indescribable danger and evil.

At the moment, the magic temple is just like a real demon king, walking towards Du Shaofu step by step, and his power distorts the emptiness in all directions.

”You're just on the other side of wuzun territory!”

Du Shaofu's eyes moved, and the magic Temple of the demon sect was only on the other side of the wuzun realm. However, its terrible strength was even stronger than that of long Jiu. How terrible was his arrogance.

”You are proud enough to let me do my best!”

His colleagues, with their voices coming out, took themselves as the center, and the dazzling runes burst out, just like the stars falling down from the Milky way. They were just like meteorites colliding with Du Shaofu.

At the moment, the shadow of the magic Temple passed by, and the terrible energy swept through all directions, hitting Du Shaofu, imprisoning a large void. It seemed to be able to keep time and space still, so that many onlookers were imprisoned in it, keeping a dull posture, and all of them showed the color of fear.

Behind Du Shaofu's back, the ROC's golden wings spread out, shattering the solidified void, incarnating the golden light demon, and directly collided with each other.

All around the recovery of the void, the dull people suddenly shudder, the creepy rapid retreat, everyone's original spirit is pouring out of deep fear, the original God in trembling millet.