Volume 1 Divine Tree Demon Trail Chapter 112 Divine Skill Reappearance?

"Dragon Dance, One Slash."

"Two of them."

"Three-of-a-half."

"Four slashes."

Leng Yu's slash became faster and faster, and the terrifying power fell on the gate of hell, but the gate of hell showed no sign of breaking at all, and a terrifying roar came from the huge gate that was opened.

"Sure enough." Elras's eyes were fixed on Leng Yu, his fists clenched tightly, although Leng Yu's skills had reached the level of the ground level, but in the face of the gate of hell summoned by the divine skill, it was not enough at all. "No, the power in him is still gathering, isn't it..."

"Five Slashes." Leng Yu moved again, and the black and white blades flew over, and he actually conjured up two flying phantoms.

"This..."Elas looked at the figure in shock, although compared to the Demon King Phantom, the two phantoms seemed small and vague, but it did exist, this was the prototype of the divine skill, and the previous attack was not his limit at all.

"Where are your limits?" Erras muttered, if the ground-level skill can exert ten times or twenty times the power of itself, then the divine skill can exert a hundred times the power of itself, and the gap between the two is as big as a chasm.

"Not enough, still not enough." Leng Yu stared at the gate of hell, his heart was shouting, there was not much time for him, once the guy in the gate of hell came out, everything would really be over, this is what the mirror source seal told him.

"Lend me all your power." Leng Yu spoke.

"If you really have a spirit, you don't want to be buried in the ground forever."

"It has sacrificed eternal life, so let it all end here."

"Bang." Under Leng Yu's feet, the silver mirror shattered, and a little silver light merged into Leng Yu's body.

"Ahh Leng Yu's body floated in the air, letting out a cry of pain, and on his back, a pair of divine wings stretched out, and at the center of his eyebrows, a silver-white mark appeared.

Ellas frowned, the ultimate strength requires a strong body, the power borne by Leng Yu's body is far beyond his limit, if he can't quickly unload the physical strength, then his body will... Ellas was completely unimaginable.

"Six slashes, drink."

Leng Yu struck again, and a terrifying slash landed on the gate of hell.

"Seven Slashes."

"Eight Slashes."

"Nine Slashes."

In Elras's eyes, the original void shadow condensed and formed, and two shadows, one black and one white, hovered above Leng Yu's head, and the terrifying coercion made people's hearts tremble.

"No, it can't be." A voice was full of disbelief.

"Boom, boom." In the pitch-black sky, a huge storm was brewing, and two shadows, one black and one white, collided with the huge demon king phantom.

"Human beings, how can they master divine skills." On the gate of hell, the demon king's severed hand appeared, divine skills, skills that can only be mastered by gods, human beings are simply out of reach, but this weak guy like an ant actually used it, and the gate of hell showed signs of breaking under his attack.

"Are you scared?"

"Hahahaha, ten slashes."

Above Leng Yu's head, two shadows, one black and one white, roared, and in an instant, their bodies swelled several times, and the Demon King Phantom was knocked back and forth.

"What kind of creature is that, it's not at all like what this world should be." Erras looked at everything that happened in shock, the divine technique summoned by Leng Yu had completely suppressed the Demon King, and the attack used by Leng Yu had surpassed the divine skill?

"Is this his limit?" Iras couldn't help but ask herself. "This should be his final blow, and his power has been raised to the limit."

"No, you won't succeed, sacrifice."

The dark gates of hell were gradually stained with blood, and the terrifying roar was getting closer and closer, as if something was about to rush out.

"Click."

"Click."

The gate of hell began to collapse from the position where Leng Yu slashed, and it dissipated little by little.

"It was done, it was done." Ellas stared at Leng Yu, he had once again created a miracle, he had really lost to him.

"Roar, roar, roar."

"Hahaha, hahaha, you lose, you're going to die here." The Demon King broke his hand and laughed wildly, and in the center of the Gate of Hell, a terrifying claw opened, and the broken Gate of Hell stopped collapsing, and a terrifying roar was close to his ears.

"Terror is coming, enjoy the bloody feast."

"Huh." The figure of Ellath emerged, flapping her wings of ice and floating beside Leng Yu.

"Still failed?" Ellas looked at Leng Yu, he had obviously worked so hard, but the final result was still so helpless.

"Next, I'll leave it to you."

On Leng Yu's hands, the black and white blades dissipated, his hands quickly sealed, the diamond-shaped mark on his forehead dissipated, and the wings behind him quickly dissipated.

"It's useless, you can't stop it, you lose."

"Mirror Realm."

Brilliant white light enveloped everything, the hot magma was gone, the fiery red rocks were gone, and in an instant, they seemed to cross space.

"Domain?"

"This..."Elas glanced around, each realm had its own unique ability, such as his own Frozen Domain, which could cause an Icy Slow to enemies in the area, and could also teleport invisibly, and the increase in the domain to himself was huge.

"What are you going to do?" In the Mirror Realm, the Demon King has a severed hand attached to the gates of hell.

"Since it's going to crawl out, let's cut it off with it." Leng Yu opened his palm.

"Ridiculous, just this kind of field?"

"I don't want to stay here with you forever." Leng Yu shook his palm. "I don't want to die here, Phantom Slash."

Above the Gates of Hell, a figure appeared, and on his hands, the black and white blades danced, slashing towards the Gates of Hell, and the Gates of Hell began to crumble again, one figure dissipated, another figure reappeared, and then slashed down towards its original position again.

"This ability, is it a copy attack?" The Gate of Hell, which seems to have collapsed quickly, is an extreme attack field, this realm remembers Leng Yu's last attack, and then repeats it again and again, this ability is simply terrifying.

"Roar, roar, roar."

Bright red blood spurted and screams echoed, and the whirlpool of hell's gates began to dissipate.

"No, it can't be, I'm not going to lose." The Demon King's severed hand roared, and now it was simply weak compared to its previous form.

Outside the Goblin Mine.

A figure walked quickly, her brow furrowed, her mouth muttering something, and everywhere she went, the corpses of the goblins were one after another, they had no wounds on their bodies, their deaths were so strange, and the jungle near the mine had completely lost its color and was yellow.

"What the hell is going on?" The earth trembled, and a pillar of white light rose into the sky, and the entire mine began to collapse.