"One of the seven gods of the Demon God Temple, the Great Sage of Tongtian, please ask your name!"

"Demon God Temple? Seven God Generals? The Great Saint of the Heavens?"

Ye Rong's mind drifted over several nouns, and his heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, this person was a member of the Demon Temple. Judging from the name, he was still a high-ranking official with a high status.

He had already offended several senior officials of the Shushan Sword Alliance, and hesitated for a moment. He was going to kill this person, but even the relationship between the Demon God Temple was evil.

The points of this Demon God Temple on the aristocratic family list are only slightly lower than those of the Shushan Sword Alliance, and they are also a significantly leading organization. The difference between the third-ranked points is more than twice, and it is not at the same level at all.

After a round of thoughts, Ye Rong suddenly smiled: "Since there is a demon-falling banner in hand, it is impossible to kill more demon players in the future. What's more, the two demons are already set as enemies, and it is normal to fight each other! As for the demon temple, it is still in the North Pole anyway. Even if you offend it, you will not be able to really take revenge on yourself."

"A sword in Qingcheng has withered and flourished."

"One sword withering and flourishing! Is it the chief disciple of Qingcheng who is known as the Sword God?"

The eyes of the Great Sage of Tongtian lit up, and the fighting spirit soared, and a fierce aura arose.

"Sword God? Ahem... I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Even though Ye Rong had a pretty face, he couldn't bear it casually when he heard this title. He didn't know how this title was passed to the demon clan.

"It is my wish to be able to fight a human powerhouse like you!"

The Great Sage Tongtian shouted loudly, and the rake in his hand turned into a stream of light and blasted, like a flash of lightning.

Ye Rong did not dare to be careless at all. He pointed his finger at two sword lights and fought fiercely. Although he had never heard of this powerful demon clan of the Great Saint of Heaven before, he was not above the Heavenly List, but he would not have any contempt because of this.

He knew in his heart that there were many powerful demon clans who had the strength of the Heavenly List but failed to make it to the Heavenly List, and he must not measure a person's strength by this point. Of course, if he could still make it to the Heavenly List under such circumstances, he would definitely be the super strong ones among the demon clans, such as the palace master of the second demon temple on the Heavenly List.

There are less than ten powerful demon clans in total, and the Demon God Temple occupies four people. It can be seen that the position of this organization in the demon clan is more transcendent than the position of Shushan Sword Alliance in the human clan.

In addition to the palace master Rising the sky, there are two deputy palace masters who destroy the red lotus, Xingye Wushang and the unknown Obsidian Desire King, all of whom are on the ***.

He had also had a detailed understanding of the information of these powerful demon clans before. For example, the original body of Rising Tian is a giant ape. After obtaining the bloodline of the blood evil spirit golden ape, he is also a top-notch bloodline among the ape clan;

Xingye Wushen's original body is just a green snake, but it has a trace of Yinglong's bloodline. It gradually developed it to increase its strength;

As for the Obsidian King, he was born as an ancient alien beast with noble bloodlines and the kind of demon race player with the best fortune.

Among these four people, only the origin of Midu Honglian is the most mysterious. Their original body and bloodline are unknown to outsiders, but even so, they can still be ranked on the Tianlist, which shows that they are powerful.

...

These information flashed through Ye Rong's mind, a blink of an eye.

When fighting with this great saint of the Heavenly Heaven, I felt uncomfortable everywhere and couldn't get used to it. Although I had been watching the other party's fighting style for a long time, only after I personally practiced it, I realized how dangerous it was to be under such an offensive.

Not only the cold rake, but also the hands, feet and limbs, all of them have become weapons, and it is very difficult to prevent them.

Fortunately, even this great saint of Tongtian seemed to have no other magic weapon except this nail rake weapon. Only two bone armors hung from both sides of the shoulders to cover part of his body, which prevented Ye Rong from falling into a disadvantage.

"The body of this demon clan is so strong, it's really not a prank. If a human clan player dares to fight me without any defensive magic weapon, he has been killed at least three times by this time. This great saint of Tongtian is like a ok, just vomiting two mouthfuls of blood. Seeing his increasingly excited expression, he is not seriously injured."

Ye Rong slowly adapted to this fighting method when he paid the price of the Xuanpin Bead being completely blown up by one punch, two feet and three rakes. He found that although the Great Sage Tongtian was strong in body, it would not be displayed if he wanted to fight against the ninth-level sword light. As long as he rolled the sword light, he could protect himself and did not need to dodge in a hurry, and compete with the other party for the reaction speed.

With the 20 power attributes attached to the Juque Sword, he would not suffer too much in the battle head-on with the Great Sage of Tongtian. At least his sword light had a soft word, one side and one side, which was able to eliminate most of the force coming from the rake and re-incorporate it into his own mastery.

With the sharpness of a pair of ninth-level flying swords, he gradually gained the upper hand. He took the opportunity to swing the rake away, and the sword light blasted up hard, as if he wanted to smash this strong body into pieces.

"roar!"

The Great Sage Tongtian roared wildly, and his body swelled out of thin air. He bulged his solid muscles. When he opened his mouth, he actually sprayed out a golden mist. It was obvious that the mist was spreading, and he actually heard the sound of metal and iron rubbing against each other, and the sharp hardware power was stirring in it.

"Bloodline Spell!"

Seeing that his sword light was trapped in this golden mist, he slowed down his speed and made a harsh friction sound, and his heart moved. This golden mist was the talented bloodline spell of the Great Sage of Tongtian. It was born from the bloodline. The higher the level, the purer the bloodline, and the more powerful the power of this talented spell.

Usually, a demon player has no more than three talented bloodline spells, and some even have only one.

In the early stage, it is naturally not as rich as human players, but after the power increases in the later stage, the powerful talented bloodline spell will become a existence that is nothing but forbidden magic, which is quite terrifying.

He didn't know whether the golden mist of Tongtian Great Sage had any other functions, but from what he could find now, it could have extremely strong adsorption power on any hardware flying sword, slowing down its speed. And it seemed that it contained a kind of golden sand, which had great restraint power on the flying sword. His feeling of being transmitted from the sword light connected to the mind is not very good.

"No, why is my Pilu also a ninth-level flying sword? It's not a cannon fodder flying sword. It's actually a broken sword. What's the situation of a bird!"

Ye Rong cursed in his heart. He had never encountered such a strange situation before. It was normal for the seventh-level flying sword or the eighth-level flying sword to be damaged after being hit hard. This is a ninth-level flying sword!

From common sense, even if you touch a tenth-level flying sword, there will be no damage. As long as the other party's flying sword does not have special attributes in this aspect, this sign has been heard in this golden mist in just a moment.

System prompt: One percent of the damage to the Pilu Sword!

This sudden prompt jumped in, which shocked him. It was true that this talented bloodline spell could not be underestimated.

He was trapped by a sword light, and he could only use the remaining sword light to deal with the attack of the Great Sage of Tongtian. At this time, he sacrificed seven fire-type magic weapons in the fire beast pattern ring in one fell swoop, and saw the fire lights everywhere in the sky and wanted to disperse the golden mist.

Among the firelights all over the sky, the ninth-level magic weapon Binghuo Chilin ruler is the most powerful. Every collision will cause the golden mist to shake and dissipate.

In the long run, I really had the chance to rescue my flying sword and break this talented bloodline spell!

"ah!"

The face of the Great Sage of Tongtian changed. There was a pair of big ears on the face that was originally a bronze plate with a bronze plate, and a pig's nose soaring into the sky.

"He is a kung fu panda! This guy is actually a pig demon!" Ye Rong was stunned. His original body was born into a pig, no wonder the other party refused to reveal his true form.

As soon as the image of the pig demon appeared, the golden mist became much stronger again. No matter how many seven fire-type magic weapons were hit in turn, they remained unmoved.

The Great Saint of Tongtian remained silent, but the attack in his hands was even more ruthless. It seemed that he was forced out of the image of this pig demon, and he felt very unhappy.

System prompt: The damage of the Pilu Sword is 2%!

Ye Rong's heart sank, and at this speed, the damage of the Pilu Fei Sword became lower and lower. When the damage exceeded the upper limit, it would be impossible to use it. That was the time for him to lose.

"Haha! There are thousands of dazzling golden sands in my golden mist. The flying sword magic weapons below the tenth level will be worn. It depends on how long your flying sword can last!"

The Great Sage of Tongtian laughed proudly, obviously he was definitely sure to win.

Ye Rong was simply equipped with the invisible sword energy of He Huanda Zizai. When the fake Tian could not even be equipped, the lethality of this sword energy was the most powerful in his hands.

But if you want to rely on its addition and break through the golden mist, it still seems that you lack strength.

After all, he transformed into great freedom and had invisible sword energy, not sword energy that was known for its lethality. This way, he could not have achieved its best effect. He was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment and used all means.

“Huh?”

Ye Rong's eyes swept over his Pilu Sword, but he found that it was only one percent damaged.

"Did I see it wrong, or is there a bug in the system?"
Chapter completed!