The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 827: Su Ting Fights the Demon Lord!
A huge portal opened with blood.

Inside the blood gate, the extremely ferocious troll roared and roared.

He was about to break free from the demonic body of the blood gate, and kept shrinking back, while his head kept pushing back.

"Master..." the elder of the Demon Sect called out hesitantly.

"Fuck off!"

The troll roared angrily, and shouted, "Fuck your mother-in-law! You bastard who bullies masters and destroys ancestors!"

The Mozong elder opened his mouth, but felt his mouth was dry.

Su Ting touched his face, looked at the troll who was about to squeeze back into the gate, sighed, and said, "It's unreasonable for you to turn around and leave without saying hello."

He flipped his left hand, and the magic knife was revealed immediately, and he slashed through it.

The light of the knife flickered, splitting the sky and the earth.

The troll's complexion changed, and his body, which was trying to shrink back, suddenly stepped forward, and then hastily turned to the side.

Boom!
The portal forged by blood suddenly shattered.

"Su is not a devil, why should he run away when he sees me?"

Su Ting put away the knife, leaned the back of the knife on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't forget, your honor is the devil."

That troll's hundred-foot-high body looked down, but he didn't underestimate it at all, but was extremely dignified.

Su Ting looked up, looked at him, and said with a smile: "It is true that the Demon Sect is easy to develop and grow, and it can lead ordinary practitioners into the Demon Way, but the upper-level people are rare... As far as Su knows, the upper-level of the Demon Sect has 800 people. In the past few years, there are less than two hands, and after experiencing battles with immortal gods, the only demonic giants left now are less than one palm, who is the master?"

The troll's complexion changed, and he gave the elder of the Demon Sect a hard look, full of viciousness.

The Mozong elder was shocked suddenly, and couldn't help but kneel down, trembling in his heart, very disturbed.

At this moment, this real Yangshen already understood in his heart that his mentor may not be able to defeat this Divine Lord Su, otherwise he would not have just met Su Divine Lord and would have the heart to retreat.

This time he summoned his mentor to face Su Shenjun head-on, and his mentor was extremely furious.

Regardless of the victory or defeat this time, I am afraid that I will not escape death.

"This deity is Demon Lord Chongyan."

The troll said solemnly: "Su Shenjun's name is like thunder, and I have no intention of being your enemy."

Su Ting said with a smile: "It's not a coincidence, Su has justice in his heart, he wants to do justice for the heavens, kill demons and eliminate demons, and if he sees the demon king, he can't just pass you by... You and I should compete, if Su If someone is defeated, your lord can leave, if Su wins by chance, then the great merit of killing demons will make practitioners feel very comfortable."

The troll said coldly: "You may not be able to beat this deity."

Su Ting patted his clothes, and said: "Your name is Chongyan, you are a direct descendant of the northern grassland tribe, you were accepted as a disciple by Su Guan'er in the early years, and you are the only true biography of his sect who has achieved the realm of the demon king."

"According to the news from Yuanfeng Mountain, it is said that Chongyan Mozun has extremely high comprehension and extraordinary opportunities. After only a few years of practice, he almost surpassed this realm and is worthy to stand shoulder to shoulder with my true Taoist immortal. Unfortunately, he made a mistake during the period and fell back to his original state Realm, and even cut off the way forward."

"So, you can only find another way, divide yourself into three, practice separately, and increase your own abilities in disguise."

"If you were still in your prime, Su might not be sure of defeating you."

"Now you are divided into three, how much ability can you retain?"

"If Su can't keep even a piece of your body, how can we talk about killing demons and demons, and helping the righteous way?"

Speaking of this, Su Ting pointed at the troll with a horizontal knife in his left hand, and said, "Although I can't kill you completely with a single knife, I'm afraid cutting your body will do a lot of damage to you."

The troll roared proudly, and pressed it with a palm.

Clouds rolled in, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The magic wind under his palm swayed and moved people's hearts.

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above heaven.

His eyes led Yan Xian to walk out of Nantian Gate in a hurry.

Jiang Baijian, the god of Nantian, looked as usual.

"The battle in the lower realm has started again, and it has spread widely. I'm afraid it's still above the level of immortals and gods."

"Nine times out of ten, it's Su Ting again."

"The general said exactly what he said."

"From the general's point of view, although this person has not attained the Tao, he is comparable to a fairy god. If he is not checked and balanced, I am afraid that he will not be able to attain the Tao and become a fairy for a day, and the world will not be peaceful for a day."

"As far as the ability to cause trouble is concerned, this person is indeed the leader in the Three Realms."

Yan Xian looked into his eyes and said with a serious tone, "But this time it's different, his opponent is a giant in the magic way."

Jiang Bojian showed a strange look, and said, "A giant in the devil's way?"

Eyes followed Yan Xian and said: "Exactly, this is an act of killing demons, the little god will report to the emperor first, and the general will wait for the order."

Jiang Baijian replied: "I will know."

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Keep the door of the righteous way.

Earth Immortal was silent for a moment.

He looked in the direction of the north.

For more than ten years, the human world has been silent. Although there have been struggles from all sides, there has never been any ability to exceed the boundaries of the human world, and the order of the human world has never been disturbed.

However, since Su Ting appeared in this world, there have been frequent disturbances, and the battle between immortals and gods has been very fierce and spread widely.

"More than ten years ago, the demon tiger failed to kill him. If the heavenly court punished him, maybe it would be very stable now. It's a pity that the heavenly court pardoned him, and now he has nothing to fear."

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In the middle of the immortal way.

Ge Zhengxuan noticed something was wrong, but he didn't leave.

He waved his hand, and there was a golden basin in front of him, and there was water in the basin, which was extremely clear.

"now."

Ge Zhengxuan clicked on it.

In the clear water, Su Ting's face appeared.

But in front of Su Ting, there was a huge giant with a height of [-] zhang. He was dark, burly and strong, with sharp horns on his head and an extremely ferocious face.

"Dare to go to the north and face the giants of the demonic way, Su Ting is quite courageous."

Ge Zhengxuan chuckled lightly.

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Outside Yuanfeng Mountain.

Hong Yi felt helpless when she learned that Su Ting was away.

Sure enough, when he went out, he noticed that the atmosphere in the world had changed.

The power of a fairy god is beyond the scope of the human world.

Therefore, there is a dispute between immortals and gods, which seems to make the world uneasy.

"In all likelihood, it's Su Ting again."

Hong Yi rubbed his brows and headed north.

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Roar!
The troll crashed down.

Su Ting's sword fell down.

The Prison-Suppressing Sword and the method of transportation are all given by the true god of martial arts.

When it comes to priesthood, Guo Zhongkan is not the highest.

When it comes to divine power, Guo Zhongkan is not the strongest.

But when it comes to fighting power, he is worthy of the title of true god of martial arts in heaven.

He is good at fighting, good at fighting.

Therefore, this knife is also full of a sense of killing.

"crack!"

Su Ting cut off the troll's palm.

The troll backed away abruptly, and spat.

The magic wind is billowing, hiding in it like an infinite blade.

A layer of golden light glowed on Su Ting's body, and in an instant there was a layer of black iron armor covering his whole body.

After a gust of demonic wind blew by, Su Ting was wearing the divine armor, but he was still undamaged, but he was full of energy, and he pressed the palm of his right hand.

(End of this chapter)