I am Jiang Ming, the Eternal Demon Emperor

Chapter 660: Yutuo Immortal King's Fury of Impotence

Many people are good at fighting among themselves, but they are cowards when dealing with others.

It is now naturally reflected.

And Shi Hao was reluctant to take action at first. He tried to persuade them to stay. He had been fortunate enough to have visited those lost worlds, which were part of the former primitive ancient world. He could see that the creatures on the opposite side included human masters, as well as Pixiu, peacock, Chiwen, Qiongqi, etc. These were all creatures from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

According to rumors, the native creatures in foreign lands are mostly mixed-race or strange-looking creatures.

Of course, what Shi Hao didn’t know was that the alien creatures were actually normal. They were a completely new species born from the darkness after being eroded by darkness.

As a result, there are many monsters with three heads and six arms, four heads and eight arms, twelve arms and three heads, spider heads, white tiger bodies, and scorpion tails.

The foreign land is nothing but the product of the experiments of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor on the other side of the Sea Boundary. They want to break through to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, want to transcend, and are researching more powerful evolutionary routes.

In this way, the powerful race of foreigners was born.

But, in fact, the alien world is really powerful. The primitive ancient world and the fairyland in their heyday still ended up like this in the process of fighting against the alien world.

The older generation is fighting hard in the front, while the decadent descendants are digging up the blood left by the older generation behind and cutting off their roots.

The fate of the seven kings of the borderland is the biggest irony of the destruction of the primitive ancient world.

No matter how Shi Hao called out, the young generation on the other side was determined, saying that Shi Hao and his people were devils, creatures that had been corrupted by darkness. This was clearly a case of alien creatures turning the tables and deliberately disgusting people.

They wanted to see the fierce battle between the remnants of the primitive ancient world and the aboriginals of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Now, for them, the truth is actually not important.

What does it matter if you know the truth? You can't go back to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. If you do, it will be a mess. The result is definitely worse than staying in a foreign land, recognizing the thief as your father and pretending to be deaf and dumb.

This is reality.

Among these survivors of the primitive ancient world, some native alien creatures sneered and were looking for Shi Hao, wondering who was transmitting the message.

Finally, a melee broke out. Shi Hao was unwilling to attack the survivors of the primitive ancient world. He was looking for pure-blooded alien creatures. In his opinion, such creatures had a deep hatred for the primitive ancient world, which was a generational hatred accumulated from generation to generation.

Jiang Ming didn't care about this kind of small fight. What difference would it make if he saved one or not? At the end of the ancient era of immortals, countless geniuses who had cultivated three immortal spirits and had no time to grow up died miserably.

Even the Ten Evils were fighting at all costs to save the child.

For example, the whole family of the horned ant died, leaving only this young ant.

For example, the red dragon, the brothers and sisters dragon eggs, her mother was unable to protect them and died, and the dragon eggs in her belly were injured. In a nest of eggs, only one little red dragon survived, but it was still injured. As a real dragon, he did not awaken his innate real dragon treasure technique.

How ironic and tragic this is.

There is also the female Kunpeng, who has an unreliable son. As a pure descendant of the Ten Evils, he is still unable to break through to the Supreme in this generation. How sad. The path of cultivation has gone wrong.

This battle made Shi Hao fight happily. He killed the Void Beast, the Time Beast, and the Three-Headed King. These were all native creatures from foreign lands. No, the Void Beast was a defector, which was the most hateful. It was almost like a traitor's running dog.

This time, the young generation fought hard, but because of the existence of Naiwa Hao, the foreign land was defeated. Several young people who were really important died, and they were the creatures of the foreign land.

Just when everything was about to end, the Qiankun Bag and the Ten Realms Map were prepared to separate, each taking back the genius on their side.

A huge hand appeared, covering the sky and the sun, grabbing the Qiankun bag, as if he was holding the sack, holding it tightly, and letting the divine chains of order wrap around his arms, he was not afraid at all. These small thousand world-level avenues belonging to the Ten Thousand Daos were just the middle thousand world space avenues to carry the Qiankun bag itself. The Qiankun bag could be seen as a middle thousand world itself.

All these great ways that came close to Jiang Ming were melted and devoured by him. He also mastered the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, which, combined with his memories of the Demon Lord, he had deduced into a top-notch True Immortal Art with an incomparable dominance.

The devil swallowed the world.

These entangled paths approached his body and were directly swallowed up by the endless black holes evolved from his pores.

As for the Qiankun bag itself, it was caught in his hand. No matter how powerful it was, it was just a weapon. Jiang Ming needed such a treasure to assist him in his practice of space.

Jiang Ming's Immortal King-level body suppressed the Qiankun bag, and no matter how it struggled, it was useless.

At this moment, on the altar, the endless laws of Tao fluctuated, and the existence that controlled the Qiankun bag was angered.

Yu Tuo was extremely angry. After Immortal King Wushang snatched the Qiankun Bag, he couldn't let it go. This time, he borrowed it specifically to use it, and such a thing happened.

He stretched out a hand, trying to invade from the altar and enter the side of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

But the next moment, the altar collapsed and his arms exploded with it, because the entire immortal battlefield collapsed?

The blood belonging to the supreme immortal king flew out and was directly received by the Samsara Disk and the Endless Bell offered by Jiang Ming. These are really great treasures.

"Who is it, who is it, endless, reincarnation, impossible. You are already dead."

Yu Tuo's angry voice was terrifying.

Jiang Ming was holding the Qiankun bag, and he guessed that there must be Yu Tuo's mark on it, and perhaps the mark of other immortal kings.

But so what, the connection was cut off.

He is a rootless duckweed, but he has plenty of means to erase the marks on it.

As for the mark that took the initiative to attack Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming was not afraid. There were too many secrets in his body, and he himself couldn't figure it out. Entering his body would be seeking death.

For example, he had just broken through to the True Immortal, but the General's Platform and Tai Chi God and Demon Diagram had already transformed into Immortal King Arms. They were about to return to their peak.

The immortal battlefield collapsed. The infinite immortal principles, countless supreme beings, true immortals, and even the bloody evil spirit of quasi-immortal kings that were carried here were all swallowed up by Jiang Ming alone, and he became the only center.

At this moment, half of Jiang Ming was like the infinite god of the way of offering sacrifices to spirits, and the other half felt more ferocious than the immortal king of foreign lands. The terrifying demonic energy rose to the sky, so mighty that Meng Tianzheng dared not look at it for too long. He felt that if he looked at it too much, he would have endless distracting thoughts.

On the contrary, those weak creatures below the Supreme Being did not feel much except seeing darkness.

Step, step, step.

At this time, there were many more fragments in Jiang Ming's memory. He walked along a road, leaving footprints at the source of thunder step by step.

He moved forward and entered the vast ocean of chaos. The chaotic energy turned into liquid, and every wave could kill a supreme being.

Here, there are densely packed, endless small thousand worlds suspended in the air. There are countless small thousand worlds, as well as some middle thousand worlds. They are all bubbles in this vast sea of ​​chaos.

(End of this chapter)