Chapter 132 Trap!
The spiritual power around him exploded instantly.
In an instant.
His figure was as fast as lightning, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, flashing with cold light.
Song Zhi's swordsmanship is extremely sharp.
The sword energy crisscrossed.
Draw dazzling tracks in the air.
Every time the sword is swung, it carries the power to destroy heaven and earth.
The sword whistled, cutting through the air like a sharp blade.
Those puppets were under his attack.
They were hit by the sword energy one after another.
Cracks appeared on the black iron body.
Then there was a loud "boom".
It turned into a pile of broken parts scattered all over the ground.
suddenly!
A dark shadow slowly walked out of the magic circle.
"Song Zhi, I didn't expect you to catch up with me."
The shadow let out a sinister laugh.
"Today is where you will be buried!"
It turned out to be the Demon Lord!
Not dead yet!
It turned out that the Demon Lord used the most sinister and evil magic in the demon world.
A blood soul condensed from the souls of tens of thousands of people.
Preserved the soul.
To live a miserable life.
The Demon Lord had a sinister sneer on his face.
As he raised his hand, the rocks around the valley suddenly loosened.
Countless sharp stone spikes suddenly emerged from the ground like bamboo shoots after rain.
With a strong demonic aura!
Directly attacking Song's vital points.
Song Zhi's eyes were as sharp as torches and he was already prepared.
His figure rose from the ground in an instant.
Just like a hawk flapping its wings and flying high.
Sharp sword energy burst out from his body.
Forming an airtight protective barrier around the body.
Those stone spikes just touched the sword energy.
They broke into pieces one by one.
It turned into countless pieces of gravel and fell down.
Song Zhi landed steadily.
His eyes grew colder.
The Demon Lord was not angry because his plan failed.
He spread his arms.
In an instant, the magic circle on the ground shone brightly.
The originally broken remains of the puppet actually began to slowly wriggle and piece together.
In the blink of an eye.
Dozens of even larger puppets stood up again.
There was a dark green magic light flashing in the eyes of each puppet.
His body was surrounded by thick black fog.
With tremendous oppressive force, he crushed towards Song Zhi.
Song Zhi's expression became a little more serious.
The sword moves are continuous, like the endless flow of the Yangtze River.
Each sword energy accurately pierced the puppet's joints and spiritual core.
Accompanied by a series of deafening roars.
The puppets were shattered one after another under Song Zhi's sword.
However, just as Song was repelling the puppet.
The Demon Lord quietly circled behind him and quickly formed seals with his hands.
A huge devil's hand as black as ink suddenly shot out from the void.
It covers the sky and the sun, and its speed is as fast as lightning.
Don't give Song any chance to escape.
At the critical moment.
Song only relied on his keen perception.
Move sideways.
The devil's hand brushed past his clothes.
Leaving a huge palm print on the ground.
Several feet deep.
The Demon Lord saw this.
All the color drained away from his face in an instant, and he was horrified.
Those eyes that were originally sinister and fierce.
The moment was filled with fear and panic.
He knew very well that if he didn't escape today.
Your life will be in danger.
Once the thought of running arises.
It spread wildly like weeds.
He desperately gathered all the magic power in his body into his palm.
The demonic energy as thick as ink surged wildly.
It quickly condensed into a black magic ball emitting a destructive aura in his palm.
Electric lights kept flashing and jumping on the surface of the magic ball.
It makes a creepy "sizzling" sound.
It was like the roar of an evil spirit from the depths of hell.
“Go to hell!”
The Demon Lord roared hysterically.
He put all his strength into blasting the magic ball towards Song Zhi.
The huge magic ball was surrounded by rolling black clouds.
Wherever I go.
The space seemed to be torn into tiny cracks.
He rushed towards Song Zhi with the momentum to destroy the world.
at the same time.
The Demon Lord took advantage of the time when Song was dealing with the magic ball.
His figure instantly turned into a black shadow.
He fled madly out of the valley like an arrow.
His speed is extremely fast.
The surrounding scenery was pulled into blurred light and shadow.
However, how could Song Zhi let him go so easily?
At the moment the magic ball attacks.
Song Zhi's eyes flashed, and spiritual energy surged out of his body.
Form a solid spiritual shield.
The magic ball hit the shield heavily.
There was a deafening noise.
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