In the void, the shadow is constantly dodging without a trace.

But no matter where he fled, Lin Luo could rely on his spiritual sense to anticipate his trajectory first, and calmly slashed out his sharp sword qi.

After several times, Shadow Without a Trace was completely suppressed, and he only had the power to parry.

"Open!"

Shadow Without a Trace was unwilling to sit still, and once again burst out with the power of blood, and the claws were like red-hot steel claws, shaking Lin Luo's sword qi.

"Dang!"

The two collided, sparks splashed everywhere, and the torrent-like power shook Shadow, his arms numb, and his body fell like a meteor.

"Sword momentum, monstrous!"

Lin Luo took advantage of the victory to chase and slashed out a sharp sword qi.

Facing the sky-high sword qi that could tear itself to pieces, Shadow Traceless's scalp was numb, his wings vibrated violently, and his hands erupted with the power of blood, slashing out more than ten terrifying aura.

But even if he used the power of the bloodline, he was still not the enemy of Lin Luo, who had an innate royal body.

I only heard a miserable scream from the void, and the half of the shadowless wings were slashed by the sword qi that broke through, although it was not broken, it was already full of holes.

"You forced me!"

Shadow Wuxian knew that he was invincible, his heart was horizontal, and he frantically mobilized the power of the blood veins in his body, and the whole person expanded rapidly, turning into a huge blood ball, bursting with a heavy and depressed breath.

"He's going to blow himself up!"

The faces of many spectators changed suddenly, and they ran wildly.

"I want you dead!" Shadow Traceless flapped his wings, and the wind shouted, crashing into Lin Luo with an astonishing momentum, wanting to die with him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Luo's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to point out thirty-three times, condensing a golden sword flower, piercing through the eyebrows without a trace.

"Boom!"

The shadow exploded on the spot, and waves of blood-colored qi rolled out, covering the sky and the sun.

Everyone who was hundreds of feet away was also staggered by the wind, and they were terrified.

A figure slowly fell in the air, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were deep and bright, like a brilliant starry sky.

This person is none other than Lin Luo.

After casting the dotted sword qi, he flapped his wings and fled without looking back, but he was still hit by the impact of the qi wave on his back, and his internal organs trembled violently, almost spurting blood.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lin Luo fell to the ground smoothly.

In this battle, he won.

It's a ninety-nine winning streak!

Next, only the final battle remains.

He turned around and looked at the Demon Heavenly King.

"In the last battle, who do the seniors plan to let play?"

The Demon Heavenly King's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes, and said: "If you can get the power of the bloodline of the Flying Heavenly Clan, it can be regarded as your creation, and you can kill the peak quasi-king with the eightfold cultivation of the Spirit Realm, your combat power is indeed amazing, but unfortunately, in the last battle, you can't win." ”

These words were not loud, but they clearly entered the mouths of all the living beings on the Hundred Tribes Continent.

The human races in the far northwest frontier also walked out of their homes one after another, standing on the high ground and looking in the direction of the Hundred Tribes City.

The finch climbed a dirt slope and stood on tiptoe to look into the city, her dirty little face full of worry.

In front of the ring.

Lin Luo licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled inexplicably: "It seems that the person who is going to play in this last battle is known to his predecessors, and he has great hopes for him." If my guess is correct, he's the only one who has won every game in recent years, right?"

His words were not loud, but the masters within a radius of hundreds of zhang could hear them clearly.

Someone thought of that person's name and said excitedly: "Mo Fei, it's the devil!"

Devil!

These two words have magical power, and as soon as they come out, they cause a sensation in the crowd.

In the past ten years, there has only been one person who has won all battles, and this person is the mysterious devil.

The clans only know that he is from the demon race, but even the people of the demon clan don't know much about him.

Because, the devil is very mysterious and has a high status.

Even the patriarch of the demon clan, one of the ten strongest clans in the Hundred Clans City, rarely saw the demon son.

Although the devil rarely appears, there is no doubt about the strength of his personal combat power.

A few years ago, he challenged hundreds of spiritual realm powerhouses one after another, and in the first ninety battles, he was defeated in one move, which was very amazing.

At the beginning of the ninety-first battle, he rarely made more than five moves per game.

Even in the hundredth battle, when facing that top master whose strength was comparable to that of Shadow Without a Trace, he only made ten moves and won the victory.

After the baptism of the Great Array, the strength of the demon is stronger, even if he does not enter the king level, he is no different from the real king.

"No, a few years ago, the devil was a quasi-king, and with his talent, he should have become a king now, and it is impossible to fight. Someone thought of this and couldn't help but ask.

"I think so, the devil should have become a king. ”

"However, apart from the Demon Son, looking at the Hundred Races Continent, in the Spirit Realm, who else is the opponent of that plague god?"

"This ......"

At this point, the kings of all ethnic groups were silent.

Lin Luo's combat power is too strong, and he has given birth to spiritual thoughts, I am afraid that he can shake the true king, and no matter how strong the other quasi-kings are, they are not his opponents.

The Demon Heavenly King glanced at everyone, his gaze fell to a certain direction, stroked his long beard, and said slowly: "You guessed right, the next person to fight with you is the junior trained by this king himself, who became a quasi-king a few years ago, and is also the victor of the battle king Taibai." ”

Confirmed by him, the clans all stared wide-eyed, and then looked at a certain building at the same time.

There, a young man in a black robe was approaching.

He has a tall figure, his face is not handsome, his face has dark golden magic patterns, and he has an innate arrogant temperament.

Devil!

The only 100 victors in the last decade!

The personal biography of the Demon King!

A top celestial!

Lin Luo's gaze fell on the devil, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The feeling that the other party gave him was very strong.

What's even more deadly is that he can detect a strong aura of spiritual consciousness from the devil.

"All the true qi in the body has been transformed into Gangyuan, and the spiritual consciousness has been born, the foundation is solid, and the body of the demon spirit, this person is indeed very strong!"

Lin Luo said secretly, feeling the pressure.

The body of the demon spirit is the body of the pure demon body among the demons.

Compared to the human race, the demon race has a naturally strong physique.

Even if the demon son only has the body of the demon spirit, not the body of the demon king, the power of the physique is not inferior to that of any royal body.

Coupled with the pure Gangyuan in the body, as well as the strong spiritual sense, although the devil is not a demon king, he is better than a demon king.

Even if he is the king of the Xuan Realm of the Idle Human Race, he is definitely not his opponent.

"It's really a devil!"

Everyone stared at the devil deadly, and their hearts were very shocked.

The kings of all races released their spiritual thoughts one after another, glanced at the devil, and found that he was also born with spiritual thoughts, and their hearts became more and more shocked.

"I'm afraid, even this king is no match for the devil. ”

Some alien kings took a deep breath and sighed to themselves.

"Is that you, do you want to fight me?"

The devil stepped onto the platform of the battle king, staring at Lin Luo with eyes like a demon abyss, the vast spiritual thoughts glanced at Lin Luo back and forth, slightly stunned, and said: "Your physique seems to be very strong, not weaker than me, and moreover, you also gave birth to spiritual thoughts, but unfortunately, your cultivation is not high, and you are not my enemy." ”

"Whether it's your opponent or not, you don't know until you've fought it. ”

Lin Luo waved his hand, used the secret method, and cultivated into the ninth level of true qi.

What followed was a bitter battle, and if you didn't use the secret method to improve your cultivation, you would definitely not be the enemy of the Demon Son.

Even if it is placed in the previous life, on the fertile soil of the vast Divine Continent, the devil can be regarded as a real genius.