The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 828: The Myriad Changeable Demon Physique!
Demon Lord Chongyan is the direct descendant of the Demon Sect and one of the three major Demon Lords.

At that time, due to a mistake in practice, I couldn't go any further, so I had to divide one into three, and practice all three demon bodies to their original peak.

Perhaps at the peak, the three can be combined into one, and they can go one step further.

Even if they can't be united, all three have reached their original peak, which is equivalent to having two more demons comparable to themselves.

And this demon body obviously has not reached the peak of cultivation.

"Eight Songs of Fire Dragon Way!"

Su Ting slapped forward with one palm, and saw the fire suddenly bursting up and turned into a fire dragon. The front part was divided into eight and turned into eight lifelike dragon heads.

The dragon's head is vast, its eyes are vicissitudes, roaring proudly, and swooping towards the troll.

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The fight ahead was extremely fierce.

The eight realms of Shu were extremely shaken.

Landslides and ground cracks, houses collapsed.

Fortunately, Su Ting had prepared in advance, and with Shifang Lique's acquiescence, all the people in Shuba Realm had been removed. Otherwise, no one would have survived in Shuba Realm.

Even the elders of the Demon Sect who were in the realm of the Yang God were also affected at this moment, with bruises all over their bodies.

But he was even more joyful, because he was far away from the center of the battle with the help of the aftermath.

The elder of the Mozong already knew in his heart that after this battle, no matter whether the master wins or loses, he must not be able to survive.

"I knew that this Su Shenjun was powerful. His abilities more than ten years ago were still higher than the number one Demon Lord. Who would have thought that in just over ten years, he has grown to such a level that even his mentor is afraid of him three points."

The elder of the Mozong secretly said in his heart: "Master entrusted the forbidden treasure to me for safekeeping. Firstly, it is to deceive people and let the demon body practice safely. Second, it is to save my life in an emergency, but..."

But this situation is really urgent.

He released the forbidden treasure.

His master, however, may not be Su Shenjun's opponent.

Right now, even his master is in danger of losing this demonic body.

"It's just horrible."

The elder looked back, only to feel that the sky and the earth were destroyed there.

If he hadn't taken advantage of the situation to retreat and stayed where he was, he might have been affected by the aftermath of the fighting, his body would have been smashed to pieces, and Yangshen would have collapsed and died.

In the human world, no matter which side they are in, real people at the Yangshen level are among the top practitioners.

But the two sides fighting over there have already surpassed the realm of the human world.

Even the real Yangshen, in the aftermath of such a struggle, is as weak as an ant.

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"Su Ting!"

The troll said angrily: "Are you really going to die with this deity?"

Su Ting didn't respond, and first slashed through with a knife, and the thunder suddenly rose, tearing the void.

The troll tried its best to avoid it, but it was almost cut off its arm, and roared proudly.

Only then did Su Ting laugh and said, "The big fish caught today must be destroyed, but it may not necessarily be broken when Su Mou's net is in the sky."

The troll said coldly: "When this deity was in its heyday, it was also a figure at the peak level. If you want to take down this demon body of this deity, it is too simple to think... In the Demon Sect, the weak are still prey to the strong, and the battle is extremely prosperous , the reason why this deity doesn’t fight with you is because he doesn’t want to weaken himself.”

With a pull of his hands, it seemed as if Yun Qiong was torn apart, and he shouted: "If you really want to continue fighting, at worst, I will lose this demon body, which will not affect the other two, but you, Su Ting, only have one life." !"

Su Ting laughed and said, "Su only has one life, so he takes it very seriously. You can't take it away!"

The troll's eyes flickered, apparently he had lost faith in making peace with this Divine Lord Su.

He shook his whole body, and immediately there was a stronger demonic aura bursting out from his body.

"The ever-changing demon body!"

The hundred-foot-high demon body instantly soared.

But in the blink of an eye, this hundred-foot demon body turned into a thousand-foot height.

With a body of a thousand feet, the clouds above his head, and his feet on the ground, he fished it out with one hand, as if covering a hill!
And Su Ting's body, under that demon body, is as tiny as a grain of dust.

"break!"

Su Ting raised the prison-suppressing sword and chopped it over!
After being stabbed by him, the huge palm froze instantly, and an abyss like a chasm opened in the middle, and black blood poured down.

However, this palm is too huge, even after receiving his knife, it did not cause too much damage.

Although to ordinary people, this wound is already a huge gap, but to his body of thousands of feet, it is just a light cut.

This palm was still pressed down, driving Su Ting into the ground.

Rumble!
The giant palm knocked down Su Ting and pressed it into the ground. Together with the edge of the giant palm, the land with a radius of hundreds of feet collapsed.

The scene fell silent for a while.

Boom!
From the back of the giant palm, a black column of blood burst out, rushing hundreds of feet high.

And at the top of the blood column was Su Ting who was drenched in blood, holding the prison-suppressing magic knife, his face was gloomy, and the golden light of the divine armor bloomed, driving away the devil's blood.

"cut!"

Su Ting slashed down again, accompanied by Lei Ting, trying to cut off the arm of the Chongyan Demon Lord!
However, with a flash of his saber, he slashed across.

On the troll's arm, there was only a faint trace left.

"what?"

Su Ting's heart shuddered, and he already understood that the light of the sword, which was condensed to within a few feet, was naturally invincible and unparalleled in sharpness.

However, the sharpness of the sword's light increased by more than a hundred feet, and it was a bit vain, not concise enough, and not sharp enough.

But this thousand-foot demon body is not much different from the hundred-foot demon body, it is still such a compact and sturdy demon body.

Boom!
Chongyan Mozun was slashed, and as if he didn't realize it, he waved his hand again and hit Su Ting.

Scream!
Su Ting was like a stream of light, but in an instant, it pierced hundreds of miles and crashed into the ground.

Even though he was wearing the divine armor, it was inevitable that his blood would surge and he would be wounded in the inside.

He originally wanted to hide in it with the help of the Clear Void Realm, but his heart throbbed and he hesitated for a moment.

"Su Ting! It was you who persecuted this deity and burned the foundation of this body. Today this body will be destroyed, and this deity will definitely trade your life for it!"

The thousand-foot demon body leaped forward.

There was a booming sound, and the air waves opened in all directions.

Trees fell, rocks rolled, and even the hills seemed to tilt.

He clenched his fist towards the place where Su Ting fell, and fell down with a bang.

The power of the fist is extremely strong, it is obvious that the method of using it is as if it has the power to penetrate the void.

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Su Ting only felt that his body was more than a hundred feet away, and everything was like a quagmire.

He was almost unable to move, but his eyes flickered suddenly, and he stretched out his right palm.

That set of high-grade magic weapon is already in hand.

The technique of the Five Elements came out suddenly.

The five-color brilliance, in his palm, condensed into a chaotic world and evolved into one side.

At this moment, Mozun struck down with a fist, covering the sky with his fist, as if the sky had collapsed.

Under this punch, the hill where Su Ting was located was like a small pile of sand.

Su Ting, who was trapped in the mountain, was like a speck of dust.

But it's like, a pinprick!
　August [-]th, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)