Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1137: The Qiu Shou Fairy Tooth Fairy and the Golden Light Fairy are no longer in the prehistoric world

"A beast is a beast!" Di Jiang did not retreat a single step. He grabbed the lion's upper and lower jaws with both hands. No matter how the green-haired lion roared, he remained unmoved. Instead, he increased the strength of his arms little by little, looking at the lion's eyes playfully, wanting to tear the lion's mouth apart.

Lingyaxian and Jinguangxian were terrified. Where did this fierce man come from? It looked like he was going to tear Qiushouxian apart!
When the Qiu Shou Immortal transformed into his beast form, his mana decreased significantly, but his recovery ability increased, his strength increased, and his combat instincts were greatly enhanced. These improvements, combined with the innate magical powers of the Qing Mao Lion, an ancient beast, allowed him to fight even a novice immortal. Unfortunately, he encountered an Ancestral Shaman who had already ingrained his combat instincts into his bones, and he was the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Shamans.
As he continued to increase his strength, Dijiang became more and more adapted to the current rhythm of the battle and mastered most of the strength in his body.

He transformed himself into a three-meter-tall giant. He grabbed the back of the green-haired lion's neck with his left hand and the back of his waist with his right hand, then lifted him up. With a loud shout, he exerted force with both arms and tore the green-haired lion into two halves without waiting for Lingyaxian and Jinguangxian to rescue him.

The lion's eyes, stained red by blood, quickly dimmed, and heat emanated from its white, broken spine. Its internal organs were scattered on the East China Sea, and all the fish and shrimps on the seabed went crazy. Even if they exploded and died, they would still devour this flesh and blood that carried huge spiritual energy.

"Hahahaha - so what if you're wearing a Taoist robe? You smell like a beast, but you're just a monster. This is the fate of you monsters!" Dijiang threw the broken green-haired lion into the East China Sea as if it were garbage.

The corpse sank to the bottom of the sea. The death of a Jiejiao immortal of this level even alarmed the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. All the shrimp soldiers and crab generals trembled in fear, not daring to run or look. Ao Guang seemed calm, but he was actually very panicked. He didn't know whether he could see the sun tomorrow.

Di Jiangsheng tore the Qiushou Immortal apart, and the next moment, he traveled through space extremely quickly and came in front of the Lingya Immortal.

"It's your turn now. I'm going to take you to reunite with your brother!"

The basis of the Eight-Nine Profound Art is the Nine-Turn Profound Art of the Witch Clan. Witches need to practice, but the ancestor witches do not. They naturally have many abilities because of their bloodline inherited from Pangu.

High defense is just the most insignificant ability among them.

Di Jiang's hands were tougher than even divine weapons. He easily grabbed Lingya Xian's sword, his words filled with contempt: "A beast also wants to learn how to use weapons?"

With a crisp "crack", he crushed Lingyaxian's sword directly, then turned his palm into a knife and chopped it on Lingyaxian's neck.

Lingyaxian spat out a stream of blood, his larynx was completely broken, and before he could react, Dijiang's palm pierced his chest. When he was about to take out his heart, Lingyaxian also chose to change into his original form. He turned into an old elephant with yellow teeth, first wrapped his trunk tightly around Dijiang's arm, then rushed forward, trying to pierce Dijiang's body with his tusks.

"Stupid! It's so stupid it's laughable."

Dijiang's strength has been rising rapidly, as if there is no end. He easily breaks free from the entanglement of the elephant's trunk, and then punches continuously from top to bottom.

After three breaths, a huge bloody hole was punched on the forehead of the yellow-fanged old elephant. Its body fell into the East China Sea, and its brain matter mixed with blood was scattered everywhere.

After another ten breaths, the last of the Four Symbols Formation was broken. Jin Guangxian tried to escape, but in the eyes of the controller of the power of space, his speed was too slow.

He was caught up by Dijiang and turned into a golden-haired tiger to resist stubbornly. First, Dijiang tore off most of his hide, and then twisted off his head like a toy.

"Hmph, demons! Demons! I'm going to kill them all!" The continuous slaughter had left Dijiang somewhat confused. The blood on the surface of the East China Sea made him howl to the heavens. Dijiang was extremely excited, and just wanted to kill hundreds or thousands of demons to satisfy his desire. At this point, he had forgotten about Duobao and was completely focused on killing demons. He soon slaughtered an island guarded by two disciples of the Jie Sect. It wasn't that he had a grudge against the Jie Sect, but because the Jie Sect had too many demons!

In the area where the East China Sea and the South China Sea meet, Zhenren Huanglong emerged from the sea water. He looked around and didn't see Duobao, let alone Dijiang. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He woke up when Duobao and Dijiang were fighting. Later, Dijiang created a crack in Duobao Tower. He took advantage of the battle and quietly escaped from the crack.

Duobao was fleeing in a panic at that time, controlling more than ten magic weapons at the same time, and did not notice the prisoners escaping in Duobao Tower. Dijiang saw it, but he did not care. Huanglong was too weak. If such an enemy was encountered during the war between the Lich and the Wizard, it would basically be a 30-70 chance of winning. He would hold out for three breaths, and then let Dijiang eat until he was 70% full.

Huang Long checked his harvest and was overjoyed.

Not only did he take all the spiritual materials from the Demon Master Hall with him, he also took three mirrors, seven umbrellas, nine fairy robes, seventeen magic swords, as well as alms bowls, prayer beads and other magical tools from the Pagoda. The Pagoda had nine floors for magical tools, and he emptied two of them.
For Duobao, these losses may be a bit painful, but they are not serious. Give him some time, with the huge resources of Jiejiao and Buddhism, he can refine it again, and even the magic weapon he refines may be better than the one that was taken away now. But for Huanglong Zhenren, this is a windfall, and he will become rich overnight!

Before, he only had one dragon tooth sword, which he used over and over again for ten thousand years and was reluctant to change it. Yu Ding gave him the Immortal-Slaying Sword, but he didn't dare to use it for fear of damaging it.

Now? Using a sword, throwing a sword is totally fine!
Huang Long was afraid that Duobao would come to capture him again, so he didn't dare go to Erxian Mountain, Longhu Mountain, including Yang Jian's Meishan and Yuding Zhenren's Yuquan Mountain. He followed the water flow and entered the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. He did not notify Ao Guang, but took advantage of the fact that the bodies of the three immortals were floating on the sea and the water palace was in a panic, and quietly slipped in and occupied an abandoned palace. It was unknown which relative of Ao Guang's this was the bedroom of this place. It seemed that no one had lived there for decades.

He hid deep in the palace. This time, his harvest was too rich. He wanted to break through, be promoted to Taiyi Golden Immortal, and then come out!

A quarter of an hour later.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva came to the sea area where Dijiang and the three immortals were fighting.

Di Jiang is not a person who shows mercy, and he will not show mercy to the demon clan.

At this time, the green-haired lion was torn into two halves, the yellow-fanged old elephant's forehead was pierced, and the golden-haired roarer's head was cut off. The three immortals were dead.

The souls of the three immortals are still in the East China Sea, wandering around their own corpses.

The ghost officer watched from a distance and did not dare to go up and arrest him.

Fear of Jiejiao was only a secondary reason, the main reason was that they didn't know what Dijiang was thinking.

(End of this chapter)