My talent is resurrection

Chapter 233 This Sword

Chen Jiu stood in the sky, gently patted the dust that had just been stained on his body, tilted his head slightly, and asked the three panting monsters below.

"That's it?"

Yuan Xiao's injuries were already serious, and she looked at Chen Jiu standing in the sky with a very solemn expression.

This is the seventh time.

For the seventh time, Chen Jiu stood in front of them unscathed.

Really immortal!

Seeing that the Yaozu in the distance had penetrated deep into the belly of the city, Yuan Xiao gritted her teeth and spoke with her heart to the golden-winged roc and Qingming.

"Persevere, wait for the Yaozu to take over the border, and after the Heavenly Man wins, there will be a way to deal with Chen Jiu."

Qingming wiped off the blood on her head and nodded slightly.

As long as you wait for the monster clan to take down the border city, and the luck is inclined to the monster clan, then the celestial beings and monsters who are fighting outside the sky will naturally have the upper hand. After the real victory, it is mostly the secret method that breaks Chen Jiu's immortal body.

Only the golden-winged roc had a bitter face. His strength, experience and skills were not as good as Yuanxiao and Qingming's, and he was also the most seriously injured. He really didn't dare to stop Chen Jiu forcibly at the moment, and instead thought about retreating.

He also thought about it in his heart, and he talked about the situation in the distance. If one of Yuanxiao and Qingming was killed by Chen Jiu, he would run away without saying a word, without taking his head back.

The Three Demons were still thinking.

Chen Jiu swooped down directly from the sky, drove straight in, and held Yuan Xiao's head for a moment.

Qingming's pupils flashed, and he arrived in an instant, and the short knife in his hand gleamed, and he slashed at Chen Jiu's head.

Chen Jiu turned his head, Wu Yun was rolling in his mouth, and he drank suddenly.

Wu Yun spewed out and washed the entire blade, making Qingming's knife stagnate.

Qingming's pupils were shocked.

Chen Jiu swung his foot, stepped on Qingming's head, and directly stomped him hard into the ground, smashing him out of the ravine.

The golden-winged roc bird trembled as it watched from the side, and it flapped its wings without looking back, and fled towards the Canglan Sea desperately.

What kind of golden pill is this Chen Jiu!
This combat power, this supernatural power, can be seen as half a celestial being!
The human race has such an unborn genius!
Chen Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the golden-winged roc fleeing away, and he didn't want to chase him anymore, so he let him die, after all, he also learned something from the golden-winged roc.

Just now speaking of martial arts is imitating the mouth of the golden-winged roc bird, and the effect is good.

Now Chen Jiu is full of killing skills.

Chen Jiu lowered his head slightly, looked at the two demon clans whose lifelines he held down, and smiled at Yuan Xiao.

"First come, first come, I will kill you first."

Chen Jiu's other hand was condensed with martial arts, and he poked towards Yuan Xiao's chest, and if he grabbed it, he was about to crush it.

Fear appeared on Yuan Xiao's face, unable to struggle, she hurriedly spoke.

"Do you know why I am called Yuanxiao, which has the same name as your human festival?"

Chen Jiu crushed Yuan Xiao's spirit, looked at Yuan Xiao's body and aura gradually dissolving, and laughed.

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Next.

It is Qingming.

Chen Jiu bowed slightly, swirling martial arts in his hand, and flicked towards Qingming's forehead.

Qingming's complexion was distorted and she was in great pain.

Chen Jiu nodded and said to himself.

"It seems that the spirit is here."

Chen Jiu withdrew his finger slightly, then flicked it suddenly, and said.

"throat."

There is a word in heaven and earth that speaks with Chen Jiu.

"Backtracking."

The sky is gray.

Chen Jiu's popped finger stopped in mid-air, making it difficult to get in.

Qingming who stepped on his feet no longer knew where to go.

Yuan Xiao, who was slowly dissipating aside, suddenly reversed, her body was gradually reshaped, and then disappeared in an instant.

It seems like a moment.

The sky is white.

Chen Jiuyi continued to pop out his finger, blasting the ground, and a ravine popped out.

He directly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

There stood the cured Yuanxiao and Qingming, and an old man in a gray robe with a ruddy complexion and a cane.

Chen Jiu frowned slightly, and asked, "You like to die one by one so much?"

The gray-robed old man coughed dryly and replied.

"Only in terms of combat power, in fact, you are not considered strong, you are just stronger than ordinary golden cores, but your supernatural powers are too overbearing. If you just consume them like this, one will ebb and flow, and the energy of Yuanxiao and Qingming will gradually weaken. It is very difficult for you to be no match for you." normal."

Chen Jiu laughed and said, "The dead don't care so much."

The gray-robed old man shook his head, "It's rare for me to free up my hands. It's unlucky for you to meet me. The arrogance of the human race fell at the border for the human race today. Well, it's a good story..."

The grey-robed old man smiled at the corner of his mouth, causing the wrinkles on his entire face to tremble, and asked Chen Jiu softly.

"Are you satisfied with this ending?"

Chen Jiu's martial arts surged, and he said disdainfully: "What kind of shit, I'm just courting death."

The gray-robed old man lightly lowered the cane in his hand, straightened his face, and said: "The one who killed you is the heavenly man and the great demon Chongyang."

Chen Jiu waved.

Chongyang appeared in front of Chen Jiu in an instant, with the crutch in his hand pointing towards his head.

Moment.

Chen Jiu seemed to be at a standstill, unable to stop him.

As if being hit hard on the head, his consciousness went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Standing aside, Chongyang shook his head and said: "Golden pills are just golden pills after all, no matter how powerful the combat power is, the strength of the soul will not keep up with it."

Yuan Xiao asked in the sky: "How to kill him?"

The Chongyang cane lightly tapped on Chen Jiu's head, and said, "No hurry, let me think about it."

Qingming shook the handle of the knife and suggested.

"Maybe you don't need to kill. The monster clan has washed away the spirit and soul, and there are many spells to drive the soul. This Chen Jiu's talent is really good. If it can be used by my monster clan..."

Chongyang shook his head and interrupted: "No, there are too many variables for this person, it can't be like this."

Qingming frowned, and could only ask: "Then how to kill?"

Chongyang crutches were pressed on Chen Jiu's head, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. Looking at the blood overflowing from Chen Jiu's forehead, the smile became more and more crazy, his old face was distorted, and he said to himself.

"Try it first, a toy that can't be killed no matter what, it's so good."

Yuanxiao and Qingming looked at each other, silent.

Chongyang is easy to kill, this is a well-known fact among the monster clan.

It's not easy for Chongyang to practice, even the great sage of the monster clan of the twelve branches advised Chongyang not to be dominated by the desire to kill and lose the original intention of seeking Tao.

Therefore, the image of Chongyang's gray-robed old man now is what he did to restrain the killing and seek the way.

And the appearance of Chen Jiu, Immortal and Tianjiao, perfectly fit Chongyang's thoughts of killing.

Yuan Xiao and Qing Ming shook their heads slightly, they were afraid that after the release of killing thoughts in Chongyang this time, the cultivation base they had saved after returning home would be weakened by three points.

The deeper the Chongyang crutch goes, it will crush the soul.

Chen Jiu was golden and brilliant in martial arts, and he struggled violently. There was a flame emerging from the wick in his chest, but he couldn't resist.

Chen Jiu wrinkled his face.

The old man in gray robe smiled ferociously.

There is a sword coming.

The sky is white.

Empty.

seems to be stagnant.

A slash of the sword made the gray-robed old man fly upside down and fall into the city wall.

There was a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, holding a sword, standing safely beside Chen Jiu.

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