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Chapter 1220 Purple fire, the power of the superior!

Lin Qing's boldness was beyond everyone's imagination. He was so bold that he dared to tease the Zi Ling Demon Lord.

Everyone present was worried about him.

You know, although the Purple Spirit Demon Lord is at the bottom of the seven demon kings, his strength is not a joke.

When she was angry, she must have had blood flowing and corpses everywhere.

Lin Qing is so ignorant of his life and death. Who is not good to provoke? He actually went to provoke the Demon Lord.

However, the person involved, Zi Ling Demon Lord, was not angry at Lin Qing's teasing.

Instead, she smiled softly, sat on the Nine-Headed Bird, with a smile outlined at the corner of her mouth: "You are so brave. Even this Demon Lord dares to tease me. Don't you want to live?"

Although Lin Qing is not a sensible man, he is not a fool to women.

Lin Qing smiled and said, "If the Demon Lord doesn't dislike it, why don't we find a place to have a drink and discuss slowly, why don't I want to live?"

Although the Purple Spirit Demon Lord is strong, Lin Qing can feel that with his strength, he will not be as scared as he is.

As soon as these words came out, the strong men around him gave him a thumbs up secretly.

Awesome, so awesome. He dares to chat and laugh like this in front of the Demon Lord. Lin Qing is worthy of being a contemporary idol.

"Hmph, the female-mouthed child, relying on his strength, is so arrogant and domineering. Today I will let you know what the sky is, what the earth is, and what the strong one is!"

Suddenly, the elegant posture of the Purple Spirit Demon Lord changed, her eyes turned cold, and murderous aura and anger were revealed in her eyes.

The nine-headed bird she sat down, with nine heads, whistling at the same time, and screaming at Jiutian.

The crisp scream, with endless power, turned into Lang Lang's pressure and rushed towards the powerful people around him.

Suddenly, everyone felt a huge pressure, pressing heavily on them, and they couldn't even breathe.

This feeling is like a mountain pressing on everyone, heavy and painful.

The strongest people in the coalition were all frightened at this time.

They knew that what was coming was coming or not. The Zi Ling Demon Lord was angry and wanted to be sentenced to death, but they were afraid that they would be unable to save their lives.

The only one who can save them now is Lin Qing.

Everyone looked at Lin Qing, hoping that his ability to turn the tide.

The endless pressure had long turned into a force, all of which rushed towards Lin Qing.

The power he bears is a hundred times or a thousand times that of those strong people.

There is no way, who told Lin Qing to be so mean that he angered the Zi Ling Demon Lord. What else can he do if he doesn't attack him now?

Lin Qing stood above the clouds, and the powerful pressure made his long hair dance wildly with the wind, and the flesh on his face rolled back and forth, and was blown to wrinkle.

It is conceivable how powerful it is to have such an effect, and it is simply torn off Lin Qing's old face.

Of course, this is just a superficial phenomenon seen. The real power caused an attack from Lin Qing's body.

If it were an ordinary strong man, he would have been squeezed out by this force, like a balloon filled with water.

Lin Qing took a deep breath and shouted: "What a strong power, admire, admire!"

When he talked about the second admiration, the continuous power in his body surged out like a dragon.

The pressure of the Purple Spirit Demon Lord was immediately dispersed, turning into a violent wind and scattered around.

Let the white fog in the clouds form a torrent, rushing for hundreds of meters.

Some weak demon soldiers were directly shocked by this force and vomited blood from their mouths.

Even the Purple Spirit Demon Lord on the Nine-Headed Bird suddenly opened his eyes wide and was almost injured by Lin Qing's counterattack.

Although he was surprised by Lin Qing's strength, the Purple Spirit Demon Lord still looked very calm on the surface.

She smiled slightly and said, "No wonder she dared to be so arrogant. I didn't expect that even my Godless trap would be easily broken."

"The godless was in a dilemma?" Lin Qing looked puzzled.

It turned out that the Purple Spirit Demon Lord had just used his ultimate move, and he thought it was just an ordinary pressure attack.

Lin Qing successfully blocked the power of the Zi Ling Demon Lord. The powerful coalition forces behind him all breathed a sigh of relief and admired Lin Qing very much.

If Lin Qing hadn't been here, they would have lost their lives here.

However, the good show has just begun, and it is too early for them to relax now.

The nine-headed bird flew forward with the Purple Spirit Demon Lord. When a pair of big wings waved, a strong wind swept over.

The charming Zi Ling Demon Lord, with a pair of beautiful eyes, fell on Lin Qing's body again, and a hint of coldness flashed inside.

She looked at Lin Qing condescendingly and said coldly: "No matter who you are, you will definitely die today. I will let you see my true power now."

Lin Qing glanced at the corner of his mouth and didn't care about this threat at all.

How many people once wanted to take his life, but they didn’t end up being humiliated by themselves.

This time, there is no exception.

"Zi Ling Demon Lord, the one who wants my life has long been in the East China Sea. If you have any skills, use it quickly. Don't let me down too much." Lin Qing also pretended to be appropriately, saving the limelight.

After traversing the three realms for tens of thousands of years, no one has dared to talk to the Zi Ling Demon Lord like this.

Today, Lin Qing is still the first one.

"Okay, boy, I will make you regret it!" The Zi Ling Demon Lord shouted, his anger had already been surging.

She opened her arms, and two ribbons wrapped around her arms, a faint light appeared, and then fell on the Nine-headed Bird.

With the gift of strength, the Nine-Headed Bird also began to change.

One of its heads became bigger in an instant, swelling like an inflatable one.

Moreover, the bird head, which looked soft before, became abominable now, and looked extremely violent.

"Qua!"

The head let out a strange cry, and then when he opened his mouth wide, a purple flame spewed out instantly.

The flame rose into the air, turned into a hundred-foot fire dragon, and rushed towards Lin Qing with great momentum.

Wherever this fire dragon passed, the air was roaring with burning thunder.

Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, the strong still felt the hot breath.

"Is this the purple fire that rumor can burn everything?"

"What a powerful flame, if it is burned, it may turn into ashes."

The powerful coalition forces in the distance were all secretly amazed that the purple fire was too strong, which made them feel scared.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the Zi Ling Demon Lord's mouth. Others didn't know how powerful the Zi Fire was, but she knew very well.

Several gods once burned, and turned them into ashes in an instant.

She didn't believe that such a powerful flame could not deal with Lin Qing.
Chapter completed!
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