Chapter Ninety-Two: Destroying the Withering and Decaying

The innate divine ability is a demon race, and it is a mysterious power that only a heavenly demon with extremely amazing talent can have. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Some Heavenly Demons with this power cannot be turned on for a lifetime, while some Heavenly Demons are born with a divine aura.

Therefore, the demon clan is dedicated to cultivating the heavenly demons with natural abilities, providing them with all the cultivation needs.

This shows how rare and terrifying the Heavenly Demons with natural divine abilities are.

But now, there is a human who ignores the innate divine ability of the demon race, even if it is because the Nether Eye has not yet reached the Transformation Realm, it will not fail every time.

Zhang Ling almost punched his fist to the flesh, Rao is powerful body, and at this time, he also felt a kind of tearing pain.

The corners of his mouth were foaming with blood, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Why the hell? How could this human ignore his Nether Eye?

But he couldn't dodge Zhang Ling's attack at all now, even if he started using the mana effect now.

Ling Hui retreated, and Zhang Ling distanced himself, and behind him, a pair of huge purple cloud wings suddenly appeared. Not only did those wings allow him to fly, but they also had a powerful attack.

Zhang Ling's expression was indifferent, and he didn't look at his wings at all, since the other party didn't plan to compete in the flesh, there was no need for him to continue playing.

He sacrificed his broken face, and his whole person exuded a sense of slaughter.

The broken face once again successfully attracted the attention of others.

Xuan Xi looked at Zhang Ling speechlessly, who was attacking Ling Hui with a weapon in his hand, and he really couldn't connect his domineering figure with that sword.

Tattered, with gaps, and rusty in some places!

How strange is this human being to use such a sword?

However, contrary to the expectations of several people, the broken face did not look good, but after it was powerful, it was not inferior to their weapons!

The broken face has never been shown by his appearance, but in Zhang Ling's hands, he exuded a monstrous battle intent.

"A weapon with a junior soldier's soul!" Tianchen was surprised, with a fiery look in his eyes.

Ling Hui just wants to scold now, why should he provoke this guy if he has nothing to do, and now let him ride the tiger hard, and it is still in front of the other two opponents.

He thought that it would be good not to compete with the other party's physical body, but who knew that the mana of that human being was like being opened, and it was inexhaustible!

Four hours have passed since the battle between the two of them, and Ling Hui feels a moment of weakness, but when he looks at the human being, he still looks like a dragon and a tiger.

There were no wounds on his body, but he was seriously injured inside, and his internal organs were ruptured to varying degrees, but there was no way to heal them during the battle. And Zhang Ling's attacks were more and more fierce in waves, as if he had taken medicine.

Zhang Ling's eyes were clear, but he was not soft-hearted between his shots. He is now in a special state that he can remain in as long as he does not quit automatically.

In this state, the Mixed Yuan Sutra was fully operational, more than ten times faster than when he was cultivating on his own!

With a speed of more than ten times, Zhang Ling maintained a rapid absorption of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force and reached an output balance.

The three Heavenly Demons were shocked that this was how his inexhaustible Yuan Power came from.

Divine Heart!

Originally, he couldn't keep it up for such a long time, but it seemed that he was stimulated by the Nether Eye, and Zhang Ling's state this time was very special. Some of them were like the first time he realized it, but it was even more powerful than that time.

After all, when he first comprehended the heart of the gods, Zhang Ling's Mixed Yuan Sutra did not run as fast as this time.

So the failure of Ling Hui this time was actually due to the fact that he used his natural divine power.

If there was no natural divine energy that stimulated him for the first time, Zhang Ling might not be able to activate the divine spirit heart again.

However, the three young Heavenly Demons naturally didn't know about this state, and they had already been numb at this time. I could only watch Zhang Ling launch an attack like a god, and Ling Hui had to deal with it.

Within a radius of several miles, the trees were devastated by the eyes, the ground was full of deep pits, the dusk was over, the stars were rising, and the battle was about to end.

Ling Hui's self-esteem had been severely hit, knowing that he had not been subjected to such devastating torture since he was born.

His Dao heart had a slight crack, and he could only cope with it at this time, and he had no idea of resisting for a long time.

"That's enough, human, stop!" Tianchen stepped forward and blocked Zhang Ling's attack for Ling Hui.

Although they also have friction with each other on weekdays, they are both demon clans, but they can't endure such oppression by a human being, not to mention that the current Demon Beast Mountain Range must not be lost.

"You say you will fight, is it enough if you say enough?" Zhang Ling's expression was indifferent, although there was not much grudge between the two, but Ling Hui hurt people first, which made Zhang Ling hold back the evil fire in his belly.

"But I don't think I have enough fight!" Zhang Ling snorted coldly, and then his face turned sharply, and the white light swept towards Tianchen with a golden light.

Tianchen's face turned cold, he threw Ling Hui, who had already exhausted himself, to Xuan Xi's side, and then faced Zhang Ling himself.

Since you can ignore the Nether Eye, let's see if you can ignore my innate divine powers!

Tianchen has always been warlike, and his whole person has a demonic nature, his black hair is scattered, and he is full of fighting spirit.

Zhang Ling is not afraid, but he is just a different person, for him, as long as he does not withdraw from the state of the divine spirit heart now, he can almost sweep away the monks in the same realm as himself.

"Heavenly Demon Shadow!" Tianchen snorted, and then the whole person was suspended in the air, and around his body, a burst of black mist was emitted, and the black mist was like substance, and there was even a rustling sound.

Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows, he didn't know that the demon clan still had these strange skills, and everyone had their own different skills.

And it's all amazing!

If he hadn't successfully activated the Divine Spirit Heart, he wouldn't have been able to dodge the purple-haired man's attack at all. His eyes seemed to be able to see through the opponent's attacks, not only blocking all his attacks, but also counterattacking to make Zhang Ling change from active to passive.

And the man in front of him, dressed in black and with black hair, was even more amazing at this time, vaguely making him feel that the other party would definitely become his powerful opponent in the future.

Around Tianchen, the black mist was filled, and then slowly gathered, and finally turned into a fog shadow that was very similar to Tianchen's body.

Heavenly Demon Shadow?

Zhang Ling waited for him, he originally wanted to do this, but he felt that it was better not to let the other party finish it, so he was very ungraceful and slashed through Changhong directly.

Anger appeared on Tianchen's face, why did this human always play his cards according to the routine?

The long sword slashed out a ray of light, and the blazing white light still carried a golden glow, with a roar that tore through the air, and headed towards the black mist.

"Damn!" Tianchen scolded secretly, but he didn't have time to stop it, only to see that the light directly penetrated the black mist, and then slashed to the ground.

"Boom!"

With a strong earthquake and surging dust, Ling Hui was sprayed with dirt, and Xuan Xi's body emitted a burst of silver light, blocking the dust in front of him, and at the same time a little staggering.

Tianchen's black hair fluttered and glared at Zhang Ling angrily.

The black shadow did not succeed in condensing and dispersed directly.

Zhang Lingcai didn't care about him, and stepped forward with his sword, and the black bone swordsmanship was vividly swayed.

Tianchen's divine energy was not released, and there was a void in his body, and he was chased and killed by Zhang Ling before he could replenish it, and he was defeated like a withering and decaying body.

"Do you want to go up?" Zhang Ling stood in the void with his sword in his hand, looking at Xuan Xi coldly.

Xuan Xi looked at the injured two people around him speechlessly, and wisely chose to shake his head.

Zhang Ling snorted coldly, looking at Xuan Xi with long silver hair and wearing a silver robe, and felt guilty in his heart.

The people of this demon clan really have obsessive-compulsive disorder, all purple, all black, and all silver.

Isn't it the latest fashion?

Zhang Ling looked at the three of them for a moment, then turned to leave.

The three of them didn't see it, and after leaving, Zhang Ling's face was horribly pale.