Motian is very powerful in his prime state. In that case, Lin Zheng can survive Motian's attack, which is already thankful to God. But now, because Motian has just woken up from the violent state, his own abilities have shrunk.
For a large part, although Mo Tian tried his best to conceal his weakness, all this was in vain in Lin Zheng's analysis eyes. Mo Tian's sharply reduced attributes were clearly presented in Lin Zheng's vision. Looking at this in his eyes
With his damaged combat effectiveness, Lin Zheng felt that it would not be that difficult to challenge Mo Tian alone.
After the two faced off for a few seconds, the irritable Mo Tian attacked first. His plan was originally perfect. As long as everything progresses slowly, the Cangmu Demon Palace will soon become the world of his demon family. But this is beautiful.
The situation changed greatly with the intrusion of Lin Zheng and Yang Qi, forcing him to join forces with the Houtu Demon Palace to take action hastily. As a result, when they were about to win, it was Lin Zheng who led the people again.
Come and cause trouble for him. At this moment, Mo Tian's hatred for Lin Zheng has penetrated deep into his soul. This bastard must die!!
Roaring, Motian raised his right fist and hit Lin Zheng. When Lin Zheng blocked with his sword and bow, the five claws on Motian's left hand emitted a burst of red light. Suddenly, five huge claws appeared.
The fireballs were like a barrage of cannons, hitting Lin Zheng's chest.
Lin Zheng really didn't expect that Motian could use magic. Although this fact was shown in his information, so far in the battle, this guy has never used magic, which made Lin Zheng almost forget that he could use magic.
Fortunately, although he was attacked, Motian was so stubborn that he actually used fire magic. Lin Zheng's resistance to fire has almost reached the level of complete immunity, even if he is attacked by another thousand or eight hundred,
You can't even kill him.
But it couldn't kill Lin Zheng, but it could knock him back and cause Lin Zheng to stiffen. Motian had exactly this idea. When Lin Zheng was knocked back and leaned back, Motian's left hand suddenly shot towards him.
Lin Zheng's chest and abdomen were stabbed, and the nearly one-foot-long sharp claws easily penetrated Lin Zheng's body. However, after Lin Zheng was penetrated, he immediately turned into a phantom of ice. Before Motian could react, the ice
The phantom exploded into pieces, causing Motian's body to be covered in frost.
If the target is attacked by the ice phantom, the speed will be reduced for a short period of time. At this moment, Lin Zheng, who has escaped, summoned the soul, and slashed towards the demon sky with two rounds of volley dance, and the speed was greatly reduced.
Although the reduced Motian could sense Lin Zheng's attack, his body couldn't keep up with the rhythm, so he could only eat two rounds of Volley Dance in anger.
"I want to see how you dodge this move!?" Unable to avoid the attack of Dancing in the Sky, Mo Tian simply carried the attack and started to cast the spell. However, he saw him crossing his arms and quickly condensing green wind balls between his hands.
, as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Tian suddenly clasped his hands together, and a round of applause rang out, and then a violent hurricane swept towards the ground, carrying countless sharp wind blades.
Lin Zheng's eyelids twitched. This kind of attack with zero blind spots was really a bit tricky. At that moment, the soul turned into a golden light and returned to Lin Zheng. Then Lin Zheng released a blast of wind around himself, and in the divine
With the assistance of his consciousness, he waved his two swords and slashed at the wind blades that were coming towards him at high speed. It was impossible to completely resist them. The number of wind blades formed by Motian's move was too many, so he could only try his best.
Reduce the number of times you are hit.
In the storm, the two swords in Lin Zheng's hands were swung so tightly that water could not get in, and they kept making jingling sounds. However, despite this, his blood value continued to decline, which was even worse than Lin Zheng's.
As I expected, it was much slower. All this is due to the Gangfeng on his body. The Cangmu Gangfeng covering Lin Zheng's body is a very advanced existence, although it cannot be swallowed up like the Green Lotus Dark Fire.
The flames attacked Lin Zheng, but the wind pressure generated when it struck was not something that any wind could withstand. Even if it condensed into a wind blade, it could only pass by Lin Zheng's surface, causing a small amount of scratch damage.
, If you want to really hurt Lin Zheng, these wind blades from Motian are not high enough!
Although his attack could not severely damage Lin Zheng, which made Mo Tian quite angry, it didn't matter, as long as he could restrict this guy's movements. When Lin Zheng was tired of dealing with the wind blade, Mo Tian spread his wings wide,
With his hands and face facing the sky, he was chanting advanced magic!
As the ancient syllables continued to sound from Motian's mouth, runes quickly condensed in the sky. In the blink of an eye, an eight-layered magic circle that looked very scary was formed.
When the magic circle was formed, Lin Zheng was really startled. However, after feeling the violent fluctuations emanating from the magic circle, Lin Zheng calmed down and concentrated on dealing with the last wave of wind blades.
As a powerful demon, Motian casts spells very quickly. In a few seconds, the eight-layer magic array was completely completed. Motian shouted: "Thunder of Cangmu, bring down the supreme judgment! Shenxiao
Yae!”
As the last syllable of Motian fell, the uppermost magic array immediately erupted with bright green light, and blasted green thunder towards the magic array below. The thunder increased after many magic arrays, and when the thunder descended from the last magic array
By then, it had turned into a dazzling white color, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.
"Boom -" with a sound, a cluster of white thunder fell from the sky, swallowing Lin Zheng completely in an instant, and the area below Lin Zheng was shattered inch by inch under the bombardment of thunder.
"Hmph——! It's over!" Motian stared at the thunder fiercely and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ghostly voice sounded in his ears: "Yes! It's over!" Hearing this voice, Motian's whole body suddenly exploded. This is impossible! Under the attack of the eighth level of Shenxiao,
Even the Demon God Heimote would be seriously injured if he was hit directly. How could he survive?!
"I don't believe it!" Motian roared and clawed behind him. The terrifying claw marks tore through the void and cut several rebels into several pieces. However, after one claw, he was surrounded by eight figures.
He said, "If you attack with the eighth level of Shenxiao, I will respond with an eight-fold sword formation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, eight figures attacked together. The gorgeous sword shadow was enough to dazzle the eyes of onlookers, and a blood cloud floated above Motian's head. The dense critical damage caused by the attack was red and blood-red, which was spectacular!
"You can't kill me! I'm immortal!" Motian roared, and the double-blade formation that restrained him was shattered by him. With a grab of his huge claws, the two clones were caught in his hands.
As he roared and pinched, the two clones immediately turned into wisps of blue smoke.
But at this moment, Lin Zheng shot a cold light towards Motian, and Motian was immediately frozen into an ice sculpture. At this moment, Yuan Shen and three Yuan Shen clones launched an attack at the same time, with four layers of the final sharp blade!
"Ping——" As the four golden crescent moons slashed through Motian's body, the ice on Motian's body was also shattered. The severely injured Motian roared violently: "I am immortal!"
"It's not up to you to die!" After the words fell, four crimson streams of light slashed towards Motian's throat. Hit by all sides, Motian's head popped into the sky with a burst of dripping blood.
