Chapter 348 God of Disaster, Legend of Purity

"Xu Lin!"

Lv Zhiyou, who was kicked away, widened his eyes.

Fortunately, Tang Jing was ready to treat them at any time. Seeing Xu Lin injured, she immediately raised her hand to summon a golden light to wrap him.

But she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her palm.

Looking down, she saw a trace of black air wrapped around her palm, which was constantly eroding her skin.

"A stronger creature has taken action!"

Tang Jing quickly reminded him and used her other hand to release a skill to catch Xu Lin.

At this time, Xu Lin closed his eyes tightly, his chest was full of black air, and his silver armor was completely dimmed and became shabby.

Even with Tang Jing, the eighth-turn healer, hanging on, he was a little bit in danger.

Lv Zhiyou's veins popped up on his head, and he said to Tang Jing: "You take him away, leave this to us!"

After that, he widened his eyes and looked at the sky, "What the hell is hiding its head and showing its tail, get out!"

The other eight-turns also gathered here.

After all, something that could kill Xu Lin in one move was not something they could defeat in a one-on-one fight.

But before everyone could gather, a black light attacked again.

This time the target was Tang Jing!

"Turn around!"

Yun Xing was quick-witted and used his skills.

He swapped the positions of Tang Jing and the black light.

The black light flew to the earth and penetrated the ground in the blink of an eye. In less than a second, the area was filled with the smell of decay. The black gas spread in all directions like veins, which was like a highly poisonous substance.

Tang Jing, who had escaped death, was sweating, and couldn't imagine what would happen if she was hit.

"Leave it to you!" She didn't show off, and immediately retreated with the seriously injured Xu Lin.

The battle had just begun, and two eighth-turn masters were forced to leave.

Several people felt a little dignified.

Yin Yang's fingertips rubbed, and the blood-red flames kept jumping. He looked around: "Anyone with such strength would not be an unknown person, but an emperor... or a certain evil god."

The emperor and the evil god are the most powerful beings among the abyss creatures that have appeared so far.

The latter may still exist at the eighth level, but the former must be comparable to the legend.

And it is much more powerful than the ninth level legend.

"It can't be the emperor."

Lv Zhiyou gritted his teeth and said with self-blame: "If it is the emperor, Xu Lin and I will be hit. If we are killed, no one will survive!"

Yin Yang didn't say anything.

Because what Lu Zhiyou said was right.

The emperor's move could not be just this little movement.

That is a certain powerful evil god.

Several people gathered together.

Yan Ming held a long sword in his hand, and his tone was slightly playful: "If we all die here, can we get a top-level Blue Star Sword?"

"It's time, and you still have the mood to think about this?" Li Ya said unhappily.

Yan Ming shook his head: "To fight against the abyss, you must be prepared to die at any time."

The few people fell silent.

But at this moment, a gentle voice came from their communication channel: "It's the God of Disaster. You can't deal with Him, let me do it."

"Who?"

Lv Zhiyou widened his eyes.

What kind of thing can directly invade their channel?

The next second he reacted that the only one with such permission can be the Nine Revolutions Legend.

"It's the Chengjing Legend."

Yin Yang recognized the voice and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As if to confirm his words, a figure appeared in front of the few people at some point.

Wearing a most ordinary white sportswear, he looked less than 40 years old and had a short haircut.

But his hair was gray.

"There are many familiar faces." After 'Chengjing' appeared, he looked at the outlines on the zenith and smiled: "Do I ask you to leave, or do you go by yourself?"

Those huge outlines seemed to have seen something terrifying and kept twisting.

It was obvious that they were scared.

The Nine-turn Legend, the pillar of the human race, the strongest fighting force.

Even if placed in the abyss, it is a powerful existence that is comparable to the emperor.

These high-level abyss creatures of only about eight turns will naturally feel fear.

However, not every abyss creature is afraid of the human legend.

A black light popped out from the void and went straight to Cheng Jing.

Cheng Jing still had a smile on his face, and he slapped the black light with a clap of his palm.

There was not even a trace left on the palm.

He completely relied on his attributes to take this move.

This gap was incredible even for several eight turns.

"Cheng Jing Legend, what is the origin of this God of Disaster?"

Lu Zhiyou asked loudly.

Xu Lin was seriously injured in order to save him, and Lu Zhiyou certainly couldn't just let it go.

"As the name suggests, he is the evil god representing disasters, and he is very powerful. You are no match for him."

Cheng Jing answered this question in a gentle voice, and then said: "Go down and find 015. The next battle is not something you can interfere with."

"But..."

Lv Zhiyou wanted to say something.

But he was pulled by Yin Yang.

Yin Yang shook his head at him, "Don't interfere with the legend."

Although Lu Zhiyou was a little unwilling, he looked at the sky and turned away.

After these eight turns left, Cheng Jing clasped his hands and stretched upwards, smiling and said: "Come out and play."

As his voice fell.

A huge shadow emerged in the void.

It looked like a sea urchin made of black air, with many gray-white rotten flesh squirming on its surface.

There was a numbing sound of mucus sliding, and an eyeball appeared in the center of the black air.

He stared at Chengjing for a while, his body shook, and countless rays of black light swept out!

Compared with those black lights, the clear body looks like an ant.

But he didn't have any intention of avoiding it. He just slowly raised his right hand and clasped his fingers lightly, "Purify."

All the black light stopped in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, it exploded into fragments of light that filled the sky!

The God of Disaster's eyeballs kept moving around, and the sound of mucus sliding sounded again.

He grew a mouth.

The lips are dark brown, with no teeth inside, only a tongue engraved with mysterious runes.

The tongue stuck out and flicked in the air.

Cheng Jing suddenly narrowed her eyes, the white sportswear on her body was rotting.

"Are these the same old tricks?" He casually pulled off his sportswear, revealing his muscular body. At this moment, his skin was covered with black veins, like blood vessels.

But he still smiled and said: "Except for your immortality, you have nothing worthy of praise."

Say it.

His body just disappeared into place.

boom!

A wave of air visible to the naked eye formed in the air.

The terrifying roar made the ground shake.

Chengjing punched the God of Disaster in the eyeball. Ignoring the disgusting mucus, he shook his head and said, "The emperor hasn't come yet. I have time to kill you a thousand times."