From a beggar on South Street to the supreme devil

Chapter 195: Nan Yanhu Jun
Jiang Chen had not forgotten the look that Nan Yanhu Jun gave him before he left.

This guy obviously remembered me after seeing me kill his subordinates.

I feel uneasy if I let this guy live.

I have to find an opportunity to kill him first...

Jiang Chen withdrew his thoughts, a breeze blew up around him, his body disappeared from the spot, and he soon returned to the Jianjia Camp.

Then he called Qi Zhao and Chen Shaoming, and took the soldiers from the Jianjia Camp to the mountain a hundred miles away to bring back all the corpses of the monsters.

After all, it can't be wasted.

……

At this moment, the Demon Abyss is one thousand two hundred miles away.

The edge of the peacefully flowing Tianlan River.

Several figures with Qianlongying tokens hanging around their waists stood on the branches of large trees in the Demon Abyss, gazing at the endless Tianlan River.

Jin Yang sighed helplessly: "How long do we have to wait for this..."

The burly Wang Rao next to him glanced at him:
"Didn't you tell us that the Lanjiang Jiao Clan always takes revenge that day? If a member of the clan dies, they will definitely take revenge?"

“That’s why we wasted more than half a month by the Tianlan River, but in the end we didn’t even see the shadow of the Jiao Demon…”

Jin Yang was suddenly speechless, with a look of helplessness on his face.

They are all generals of Qianlong Camp, that is, disciples of the true biography.

After the battle at Nanyan Mountain that day, where he teamed up with Zhuo Jin,

Jin Yang judged that the death of the little dragon demon would definitely lead to a counterattack by the Tianlan River dragon demon.

Therefore, he summoned several good friends from Qianlong Camp and came to the gate of the Jiaomo clan's cave to wait for the opportunity, hoping to take the opportunity to hunt down a few Jiaomo clans as merit.

But I didn't expect that after waiting for almost a month, I found that the water of the Tianlan River was a little turbid, but I didn't see the Jiao Mo at all...

Seeing this, Jin Yang couldn't help but hesitate, "How about we change places..."

Before he finished speaking.

Among the several Qianlong Camp generals, Cui Zheng, the strongest one, suddenly focused his eyes forward.

"Appeared!"

Jin Yang paused, and together with several others, turned his gaze towards the Tianlan River.

I saw the water in the middle of the river flowing violently, forming a huge whirlpool.

Then three humanoid dragon monsters emerged from the river and ran quickly into the distance.

Cui Zheng and Jin Yang looked at each other, with a hint of joy in their eyes.

"go!"

Then they hid themselves and disappeared into the forest...

In the Tianlan River, the turbulent whirlpool caused by the dragon monster's emergence from the water gradually dissipated.

Half an hour later, on the river bank.

"Wow..."

The surface of the water broke open and a tiger's head emerged from the water.

Nan Yanhujun looked around cautiously again and again, sensing carefully to make sure that no one was watching him nearby.

He grinned with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Just a bunch of idiots..."

Then he quickly stepped out of the water and entered the dense forest.

The scarlet tiger eyes turned to the south, as if penetrating thousands of miles and seeing the Golden Roc Guards outside the border of the Demon Abyss.

There was overwhelming hatred in his eyes.

"Zhuo Jin, I'm here to see you!"

……

Two days later, late at night.

The main camp of the Jinpeng Guards was brightly lit, while outside the tent it was plunged into pitch-black night.

Nan Yanhu Jun restrained his aura, shrunk his body, turned into a human size, and quietly floated above the main camp.

He stared at a large tent with bright lights in the center of the main camp.

In the big tent, a powerful aura that was almost the same as his own was looming.

Zhuo Jin is in this big tent at the moment.

"Ah."

A ferocious smile appeared on Nan Yanhujun's lips.

In a one-on-one fight, he might not be Zhuo Jin's opponent. In addition, this place is the main camp of the Jinpeng Guards, and Zhuo Jin has other warriors to help him, so his chances of winning are slim. But...

Nan Yanhujun spread out his palm, and a jade bead bloomed with a breathtaking ice-blue color in the dark night.

The cold jade ice marrow is a rare treasure from heaven and earth buried deep at the bottom of the Tianlan River, and each one is priceless.

It can be used as an auxiliary treasure for the demon clan to practice water-walking magic, and it can also be used as a powerful killing weapon.

The cold jade ice marrow contains an extremely terrifying cold current. Once it is triggered, even the eight-patterned demon will have to retreat. Otherwise, they will be contaminated by the cold current and will be seriously injured if not killed.

This piece of cold jade ice marrow is a treasure given to him by the Nine-Pattern Demon King of Tianlan River.

The requirement is to bring back Zhuo Jin's head.

If he can't bring it back... the Nine-Pattern Demon King of Tianlan River will twist his head off to make up the number.

"Zhuo Jin, today is the day you die."

Nan Yanhu Jun turned his gaze back to the main camp tent below with a cold look.

Whether it was the threat from the Demon King of Tianlan River or the hatred and anger in his own heart, he was determined to kill Zhuo Jin.

What's more, he is not far from achieving the eighth level of perfection.

After eating this Zhuo Jin and then eating all the warriors in the Golden Peng Guard, it would be enough for me to break through to the Eight-Pattern Great Perfection, and it would be more than enough!

Nan Yanhujun’s eyes suddenly opened!
Grasp the cold jade ice marrow, stimulate it with your vital energy, then gather all your strength and swing it towards the tent in front!

An icy-blue stream of light streaked across the air and slammed right into the center of the tent!

Zhuo Jin in the tent sensed something was wrong and was about to get up and rush out of the tent, but at this time the stream of light had already fallen to the ground.

Endless ice flows exploded on the ground, instantly tearing the entire tent into pieces!
"boom!"

The entire main camp sky was illuminated by blue light, and the ice spread rapidly like a tide.

Tents, buildings, fortresses, ground, and even the soldiers in the main camp...

In the blink of an eye, everything within a few miles was turned into an ice field!
Zhuo Jin, who was in the middle, was hit directly by the ice flow.

The extremely terrifying chill penetrated into the body, causing great damage.

The flesh of the arms blocking his body died on the spot, and his internal organs suffered a severe impact.

Even the blood in his body was almost frozen by the chill.

Just a moment.

Zhuo Jin's breath weakened by more than 50%!

next moment.

The wild laughter of the Southern Tiger Lord resounded through the sky.

"Zhuo Jin, you never thought I would come back! Today, I will take your head to sacrifice to the thousands of demons in Nanyan Mountain!"

After saying that, his body suddenly swelled, and the terrifying pressure of the eight-patterned demon enveloped the entire main camp.

He roared and rushed towards Zhuo Jin below!
Zhuo Jin's face was pale, with a mixture of astonishment and anger in his eyes.

He glanced at the flag officers and soldiers who were wailing in pain in the tent and gritted his teeth.

Even though he was seriously injured at this moment, he still held himself up and rushed towards Nan Yanhu Jun in front of him!
"boom!"

The noise of violent fighting resounded through the sky.

……

Jianjia Camp, the pavilion in the middle.

Jiang Chen sat on a large chair on the rooftop of the third floor of the pavilion, feeling the night breeze blowing on his face, bringing him some comfort.

The panel came into view.

[Marrow Condensation: Getting Started (2/1000)]

[Talent·Transformation (Eight Patterns): 36/100]

After reaching the perfection of blood movement, the enhancement effect of the Seven-Pattern Demon Pill was reduced a lot.

In addition, his understanding of the realm of "condensing the marrow" was vague, so it was not until tonight that he touched the threshold of "condensing the marrow".

The experience value of [Transformation] is still steadily increasing under the effect of the demon pill.

Jiang Chen slowly scanned the data on the panel.

Sudden.

The air currents in the sky suddenly became turbulent and chaotic, and even the night wind exuded a bit of a bone-chilling chill.

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned.

He turned and looked in the direction of the main camp of the guards.

(End of this chapter)