The strongest warrior in the city

Chapter 875 880 learned! 1 more

The two millstones rotated at high speed, forming a defense, which resisted the attacks of the five Mahayana demon cultivators.

"Everyone, don't hold back any longer, and use all your strength. If he breaks through, we can imagine the consequences in the future. No one can escape the revenge of his evil king." Helplessly, the old devil reminded the others, Even if the evil king's attack is strong in defense, but there are five of them, with such an advantage in numbers, they still can't stop the evil king. In the future, they will all die in the hands of the evil king, there is no doubt about it.

Retribution is an essential quality for every demon cultivator.

When the words fell, Xie Jun felt the pressure increase again, and his hands moved back slightly, because the opponent's attack was too strong, so he gritted his teeth and persisted, otherwise, only a wave of attacks from the opponent, he will be knocked into the air.

On the other side, the Eleven Elders, including Fu Mo and Qu Mo, were fighting fiercely with the Blood Apostle Demon Venerable. The Blood Apostle Demon Venerable had been famous for a long time.

The blood disciple demon used a magic weapon, a magic pestle. As soon as the magic weapon was released, countless ghosts appeared and flew up and down, making the surrounding world dark and gloomy.

The magic pestle was controlled by the Bloodman Demon Venerable with his divine sense, and he started killing with eleven elders.

The eleven elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect all showed serious expressions when facing the famous magic weapon of the Blood Apostle Demon Exalted. All the creatures on the ground were killed, so when the magic pestle came out, there would be a gust of wind.

In the world of comprehension, people like the blood disciple Demon Lord are notorious, and I wish everyone could get it and punish them.

But in the blood world, the blood disciple Po Zun only has a bad name, otherwise he would not be alone, not afraid of any blood world forces.

Now, this magic pestle has absorbed an unknown number of souls, and it belongs to the top level of magic weapon.

In the hands of a strong man like the blood disciple Demon Lord, the power of the magic pestle is even more terrifying.

As soon as the magic pestle came out, the situation changed, and the sky above the heads of the eleven elders became densely covered with dark clouds.

Faced with this evil weapon, the eleven elders condensed a fire dragon to restrain it.

However, the magic pestle was not burned by the fire dragon, but the fire dragon was completely eaten by those souls.

"Change method, Ben Lei Jue!"

Seeing that the move just now was useless, Elder Fu Mo shouted, and everyone immediately activated the Thunderbolt Jue, accompanied by the souls thrown by the magic pestle, disturbing the minds of 11 people, but fortunately, they are now a whole, otherwise, this For a moment, the soul has been completely confused.

Boom.

Thunder came from the sky, and sure enough, all the ghosts hid in the magic pestle like a mouse seeing a cat.

In the blood world, there are not many demon cultivators practicing masculine methods like the Benlei Jue, because the demon cultivators themselves also reject masculine attributes.

But Elder Fu Mo and others all know this method. This is due to the founder of the Tianmo Sect, Ding Ning. This method was improved by Ding Ning, so demon cultivators can also practice it. cause harm to oneself.

Thunderbolts from the Thunderbolt Jue struck the magic pestle one after another, and bursts of blue smoke rose. The magic pestle was not lightly criticized, but it could be easily dealt with by other attacks. Only this method has something to do with thunder , it is particularly restrained.

Seeing this, the Blood Demon Lord immediately bit his finger, squeezed out more than ten drops of blood and shot it into the magic pestle, and the countless ghosts hidden in it all went crazy, ignoring the divine thunders like moths to a flame , restrained his natural fear, and flew towards the eleven elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

bang bang bang...

Accompanied by the thunder, there was also the sound of the ghost exploding itself.

One or two ghosts blew themselves up, and there was no movement, but when thousands of ghosts blew themselves up together, there was a lot of movement.

There was a pop, and all the eleven elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect spat out a mouthful of blood.

They were injured by this move of the Blood Demon Lord.

The Blood Demon Venerable smiled, although he also consumed a lot, because he paid the price of more than ten drops of blood all at once, his face turned paler.

"See how you continue to fight with me." The blood disciple demon sneered, and with a move of his divine sense, he attacked again with his magic pestle.

As the magic pestle fell, the first target to be attacked instantly exploded into blood mist, not even a corpse was left, because in an instant, it was completely absorbed by the magic pestle.

The magic pestle has been refined into a man-eating magic weapon by the blood disciple Demon Venerable.

"Give them all to die, haha..."

Regarding this, the blood disciple demon lord laughed loudly, but everyone around who witnessed this scene felt terrified in their hearts.

This magic pestle is terrible.

Elders such as Fu Mo and Qu Mo called other elders to work together to fight against the magic pestle. However, because countless souls had just exploded and injured their souls, many people suffered backlash.

Eleven elders lost one in an instant and became ten, and this kind of death did not stop, because they were facing a strong Mahayana, and they were not Mahayana after all, even if they just broke out to rival Mahayana The strength of the environment is only due to the joint situation, but it is no longer possible.

bang bang...

The magic pestle fell down again, taking the lives of the two elders.

The eyes of the remaining elders were all red, and they were all very angry. They started to attack the magic pestle crazily, but the magic pestle was too strong. .

The evil king at the other end sensed the bad situation of the elders, and the helpless old devil on the opposite side smiled and said: "Evil king, do you still want to snatch and disregard your life and death of the elders of the Tianmo sect?"

Xie Jun narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth. In the end, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​breaking in and grabbing the second ancient corpse. With a flash of his body, he came to the elders and immediately knocked the magic pestle away.

The blood disciple Demon Venerable took a few steps back, and when he was hit by the magic pestle, it was equivalent to him being hit.

"Kill me, the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, I want you to die."

The evil lord said coldly, and went directly to kill the blood disciple Demon Venerable, and the situation suddenly became no longer a fight for the ancient corpse.

The evil king wanted to avenge the three elders who died. After all, the three of them were also killed by the blood disciple Demon Venerable because they helped him stop him.

He wants to pay in blood.

The evil lord and the blood disciple demon lord fought wildly, while the others became spectators, quietly watching the battle.

The two kept fighting. In order to resist the magic pestle, the evil king took out the blood god's banner, and the two famous magic weapons in the blood world collided like their masters.

clang clang...

The sound of metal colliding continued to be heard, and after less than twenty breaths, the two magic weapons separated and returned to their respective owners.

The evil king saw that the magic pestle was comparable to his blood god's banner, so he immediately refined the ancient corpse he had snatched earlier to strengthen the blood god's banner.

Seeing this scene, the Blood Apostle Demon Venerable stopped him, but the six blood gods on the blood god's banner immediately stood in front of him. When the other Mahayana realm wanted to stop him, the blood god's banner took the ancient corpse It's almost absorbed.

In an instant, the sacrifice was over, but the eighth blood god's banner did not appear. With the evil king's soft drink, the blood god's banner killed it again and fought with the magic pestle.

After the two magic weapons continued to fight for more than a dozen breaths, the blood disciple Demon Venerable suddenly spewed blood, and he immediately retracted the magic pestle, and he saw a crack on it.

"Has the Blood God's Banner reached the level of a quasi-divine weapon?" The blood disciple Demon Venerable showed a look of horror.

"Next, you will die, just like the magic weapon in your hand." Xie Jun said coldly.

However, just as Xie Jun finished speaking, suddenly, a jade tablet on his waist lit up, and a message came from the sect.

When Xie Jun knew the content of the news, a layer of chills arose around his whole body.

Was that idiot killed just like that?You don't even know who your opponent is!
When Xiejun received the news that the tyrant was beheaded, the color on his face changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)