The Fallen Star Beauty

The person in front of him was trying to get him to go to hell. The other party was not afraid.

He looked at the person in front of him, his expression indifferent.

The screen was filled with his brilliant light, as if drawn by a magnet, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily drawn to that place, focusing on the dazzling divine artifact.

The void was filled with a faint, almost imperceptible sense of joy.

Suddenly, the figure of Jia Ling stood in the position of the white bone, and his whole body was enveloped in a faint, ancient and mysterious aura.

He quickly tied his hands, his movements flowing and exquisite, as if he was drawing an ancient and mysterious formation.

As he chanted the hoarse and powerful incantation from his mouth, the entire void seemed to be suppressed by it.

"Dragon...!"

His voice echoed in the air, carrying an unspeakable majesty.

"Explode...!"

Following the push of his incantation, Jia Ling's eyes suddenly burst into flames, and the light seemed to penetrate the void and burn the terrifying existence hidden in the darkness.

"Break the seal...!"

The sound of the incantation fell, and an immense power surged in his palm.

"Red Dragon... Descend!"

A red dragon was formed from countless strands of blood, breaking through the void.

Its scales shimmered with a dazzling light under the dim light, making it even more eye-catching.

The dragon soared rapidly in the sky, its body so large that it almost covered the entire sky.

It roared and hissed, just like a real giant dragon, soaring in the turbulent sea of clouds, displaying a shocking beauty.

The blood-red dragon circled in the air for a moment, then suddenly shattered, turning into countless strands of blood.

It was like a deep abyss in the sky, with an overwhelming power, densely and precisely landing on every peak of the mountain range.

The entire small mountain was like a meticulously carved and brought out of the earth.

The originally lush mountain slopes were now covered with scars and craters, a mess.

However, in the seemingly endless ruins, there were hidden and dazzlingly exquisite patterns.

Every stone seemed to have been imbued with a spirit, and it was precisely and meticulously inscribed on every inch of the land.

Not a single one was missed, nor was a single one misplaced.

The entire process was as if an invisible and intelligent hand was secretly controlling these flowing stars.

Suddenly, a melodious and enchanting incantation sounded from the lips, and a fierce counterattack began.

Its original faint color quickly turned into a striking crimson, announcing.

These three seals, which could threaten ordinary mortals, had already been broken by the immense power of the Jia family.

At this moment, Jia Ling stood in the void, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

It was as if all the people who had been bathed in the light, their eyes filled with seeking knowledge and divine brilliance, were all the wise and extraordinary elites of the seal world.

His lips did not hide the shock and excitement.

"This... is the power of the Jia family!"

The principal's voice trembled slightly, and the other principals beside him also looked surprised, even though they wanted to see something they could recognize.

He stared at the screen, and after searching for the answer from every line of text, he could only confirm it further.

Jia Ling, this elder incantation master, his strength had already surpassed his imagination.

And in the battle arena, Wu Xingxian and others had also taken a step forward.

At this time, Wu Bu, who was originally sitting on the ground, stood up and stepped onto the stage, looking up at the sky, like a king overlooking his subjects.

His divine light pierced through the layers of darkness, and firmly locked onto the destination below.

At that moment, the original bright seal had already been shattered into pieces, leaving only the ruins.

In the ruins, Wu Bu's eyes were filled with excitement, and he immediately spotted the two seals that were as high as the sky.

"This is the power of the demon!" Wu Bu said to himself.

He knew that the level of control that Jia Ling displayed, even Wu Xingxian, the Five Immortals of the Incantation Master World, could not do it easily.

The precise control of the incantation not only required deep incantation cultivation, but also a wise and intelligent mind.

Wu Bu's lips curved into a faint smile. He knew that Jia Ling had deliberately left it for him.

It was not only a recognition of his incantation power, but also a challenge to him.

Therefore, he raised his hand and controlled the flying incantation to fly towards the direction of the two seals.

Under Wu Bu's incantation control, the flying incantation was like a hungry wolf, quickly and accurately locking onto the target.

Soon, the two seals were disintegrated under Wu Bu's attack, and the entire mountain range was once again peaceful.

"Roar! The demon king has returned, and he has actually used the power of the demon god."

The heartbroken Five Poisons was filled with grief and indignation. His eyes seemed to be stimulated by something, and he was constantly looking for a way to unleash his anger.

He was like a dark thunderbolt, carrying an unbearable force, and rushed more fiercely towards the fallen Demon King.

Every time they clashed, it was accompanied by the explosion of space. The three Demon Kings of the capital were killed by him in an instant.

Five Poisons stood in the ruins with his hands behind his back, surrounded by the corpses of the Demon Kings he had killed.

"Roar! You only need to stop these people from escaping, and you can't even connect to the underworld."

Five Poisons was impatient, and his body was burning with flames.

The communication between the Demon Kings was a bit slow. A pile of ruins was completely covered by the aftermath.

The whole process was not short, and it took less than half an hour. The battle that was originally intended to exhaust the enemy was unexpectedly accelerated.

The original plan was to exhaust the enemy's strength and then kill them.

Especially the Demon King's subordinates, they needed time to recover their strength and energy, and then welcome the arrival of the second day.

On the contrary, the demon king and others were not affected by the slightest bit of destruction. They stood there, their bodies exuding a powerful aura.

The demon king's arrival at the demon king's place was like a demon.

Just then, the demon king entered the ruins and stood in the ruins.

Her figure was elongated under the dim light, looking extremely gentle and mysterious.

As she raised her hand and gently waved, a circle of dark light emerged from her fingertips and quickly swept towards the Demon King's subordinates.

She also waved her hand. The demon king's mouth opened and closed rapidly, and the tired expression on his face was replaced by renewed vitality.