Chapter 924: Fighting the Eight-armed Demon, Jiang Tianyu Wanjian

"Did you deliberately suppress Xiuwei! Your self-cultivation is also unsuccessful!"
Fang Jingqiang examined Jiang Tian carefully.
But after a moment, he flatly shook his head.
impossible!
This person can never be a fake Dan level! It must be some sort of elixir or evil method, forcibly pushing up the cultivation!
He has many secret methods for detecting flesh and blood, and can conclude that Jiang Tian's age must not exceed thirty!
Before the thirties, I am a fake dandelion. Slowly, there are not many in the small star world, even in Xianxu!
"I didn't kill you with a single finger!"
Jiang Tian stood with his hands up, showing a little disappointment, and shook his head and sighed, "Your luck is so good!"
"Earth ants, you must be crazy."
Fang Jingqiang was so angry that his lungs almost exploded!
"Ignorant child, where do you know the profound knowledge of the owner of this city, my strength has not yet made a tenth!"
"My eight-arm magic power, my magic weapon, can step you into the meat in minutes!"
He stared at Tong Ling with big eyes, crackled, and pointed at Jiang Tian, ​​drinking like thunder and thunder.
The violent sound waves shook people's eardrums, and the blood in their chests twitched and crumbled.
"Eight-armed demon? Oh, what garbage is that! I cross the universe, what kind of devil hasn't killed?"
Jiang Tian calmly and sneered.
"Lift out of the altar!"
Fang Jing growled loudly.
"promise!"
On the ancient bronze chariot of Bianhuangcheng, a lot of gold armored Bianhuang fighters launched a five-meter white bone altar and floated in front of Fang Jingqiang.
"Back!"
With Fang Jingqiang's order, many ancient warships and chariots and cloud towers receded like tide waters, and they did not stop until ten miles away.
Only the Bianhuangcheng chariot, where the bone bone altar was placed, remained in place.
Many warriors in the desert have a complex look of fear and fascination.
At this time, Fang Jingqiang's anger quickly abated, revealing the color of reverence and respect, his hands drew out the ancient fingerprints, his lips moved quickly, and he was missing something.
I saw above the huge human bone altar, there was a woodcarved eight-armed deity, attached to countless yellow runes, fluttering as it flew, and hula humbled.
The runes on the rune paper were crooked, shaped like a snake, like a weird snake, mysterious and extremely obscure, and extremely red, which was actually portrayed in human blood.
Fang Jingqiang's mouth opening and closing was not large, but obscure and bright magic words sounded in the sky.
As the magic words became more and more urgent, the dark mist on the ancient warship filled the surroundings, and the magic was surging!
Gradually, Fang Jingqiang seems to have established a connection with another world, using himself as a bridge to communicate with the devil.
Suddenly, the blood on the altar of white bones burst forth, as the red clouds covered the sky, shrouded the huge chariot, and shone over a radius of ten miles.
The torrent of blood light erupted from the bone bone altar, soaring up to the sky, nourishing electric light lingering, bursting out in all directions.
The thunder caused the ice and snow on the top of Yujing Peak to melt, and even the stones turned into powder, rolling down.
Thunder thundered around the blood, forming a huge net of thunder, moving swiftly and swiftly, a surging magic, suddenly converging towards the bone bone altar, bombarding the wooden idol.
The statue suddenly began to swell, and cracks appeared, and the momentum was getting higher and higher, more and more terrifying!
"Retreat! He's starting to summon! Everyone retreat! Too young friends, it's better to avoid their sharpness-"
Jiang Haishan shouted, his face turned wild.
The eight-armed magical powers are terrible, and they have the power to destroy the world. As a result, Fang Jingqiang has leapfrogged and killed several powerful powerful pseudo-dan successfully!
The crowd also lost their calmness, showing confusion, and stepping back like a shooting star on the flying sword.
But even so, there are still more than a dozen strong foundation-builders, who were beaten into dust by electro-optic light!
"Interesting, there have been monsters in this world! Did they invade the ancient earth?"
Jiang Tianrao looked at Fang Jingqiang and the altar with interest, his face calmed down.
Although the devil is named God, but because it is powerful and powerful, the essence still belongs to the demon!
God, the Lord ’s birth, the Lord ’s creation, and the Lord ’s death, the Lord ’s destruction. In the world of cultivation, the branch is very wide and occupies many interfaces.
At this moment, Fang Jingqiang drank violently, spraying a blood on the wooden statue.
Bang!
The latter burst immediately, and a demon with hundreds of feet and eight arms suddenly appeared in the void.
This demon is as tall as a volley of giant peaks, with eight arms holding eight kinds of treasures, including guqin, beads, bows, arrows, skulls, bones, spears, and pagodas.
Four faces, all showing vicious looks, sneered: "The worms of this lower world, the delicious worms, ready to take on the wrath of the eight-armed demon, let's eat again!"
He drooled like a stream.
At the same time, the sound of the harp was so loud that it turned into a rolling magic sound and rushed towards Jiang Tian, ​​like a stormy sea.
When everyone saw this, they were frightened and it was difficult to breathe.
Everyone felt almost at the same time that their Tao heart was seriously disturbed by the sound of the demon, and only felt that the demon and the thoughts were around, and they were about to move.
"Gongzi, stop fighting, why not, go to my boudoir"
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Miaoyi's eyes flowed lightly, her blushing face was flushed, her coquettish voice was loud, and her charming state was flowing. Then she found that she was too dysfunctional.
She was so embarrassed that she bit her tongue sharply, drank softly, chanted Qingxin Mantra, and pressed down the magical spirit.
The monks in the middle and late stages of the foundation construction can still afford it, and the early stage of the foundation construction cannot bear it.
"Come, boy, shame together!"
Beside the Liuyin River, Chu Yunxiu's eye circles were beaten black, but he leaned on the bluestone, his clothes were half-stretched, his shoulders were exposed, he was smiling and looking at the stink monkey.
The stink monkey looked demented and walked staggeringly, "I have been full of yang since I was young, and I can indeed do some shame with my sister!"
The dog turned a blind eye and slapped Chu Yunxiu to the ground with a slap, looking up at the sky, and said: "Xiao Sao hoof, what are you crooked about, don't delay Lao Tzu to watch the show!"
"Bugworm? In my eyes, you are the bugworm. Slowly, you are just a ghost of the eight-armed demon, but if you are close, I can also raise my hand to kill!"
Over Yujing Peak, if Jiang Tian's face stopped, he didn't hold his arms, his eyes were scornful, and he smiled coldly.
The eight-armed demon does not belong to this world, it is just a remnant of a soul and soul.
For thousands of years, he has not been nourished by magic, and he is old and weak, his soul is weak, and he is supposed to perish long ago.
In order to save this demon god, Fang Jingqiang killed the living person every day and created the soul and sacrificed sacrifices, so he maintained the body of this demon god.
But to be honest, although this demon is higher, his constitution is far worse than that of Nie Mingyuan's prison.
There are at least dozens of ways that Jiang Tian can kill him in a matter of seconds, transfer ghost runes, exterminate spells, or directly devour him with soul-stealing consciousness.
"Bugworm, give me death!"
The eight-armed four-faced demon was furious, all four faces showed anger, all four mouths were angry, and the sound shook in all directions.
Afterwards, he rose into the air, grabbing the weapon with his eight arms and dancing like octopus, and all kinds of weapons and weapons smashed towards Jiang Tian.
Bang!
As soon as he shot, the whole sky would collapse, and the violent magic and energy pushed in all directions.
Suddenly, on the surrounding peaks, blocks of rocks rose into the air, and then turned into powder under violent pressure.
Even the Yujing Peak began to appear spider web-like cracks, the mountain body trembled violently, and those large mountain guards seemed to collapse.
Even though everyone was ten miles away, they were still suffocated and still blown away.
"The demon is out!"
With a low drink, Jiang Tian jumped frantically while swallowing the sky, and a flying sword broke out.
The flying sword was so fast that it reached his neck in a blink of an eye, wrapping around his head for four turns.
Suddenly, four huge heads fell down like meteorites, and the tall monster-like body was stiff in the air.
Everyone was shocked.
Such as Chu Yunxiu, Wu Xiude, Li Hongyu and others all showed shock and dread.
"It worked!"
Ye Tianren, brothers and sisters of the Qiao family, smelly monkeys, Jiang Haishan who had retreated to Yujing Peak, and so on all looked happy.
But at the next moment, everyone's face was shocked and confused.
"Not bad either!"
Four heads falling into the air smirked, and suddenly grinned and said, "But this body is not what you think!"
Whirring whirring!
The four giant demon heads flew towards the neck cavity, fell back to heal in a blink, and laughed:
"This body is just a demon god. Even if you cut off my head a hundred times, there is nothing I can do!"
boom!
He chuckled and smirked.
A photograph of a precipitous peak of 300 meters high, like a sledgehammer, smashed towards Jiang Tian.
This scene is so shocking!
This demon even grabbed a mountain peak as a weapon, and wanted to use surging force to smash Jiang Tian alive.
If the mountain peaks are covered by clouds of the sky and cover the sky, a large shadow is cast on the ground, weighing more than 10 million tons, falling in the air, and the stones on it tumbling down.
The eight-armed demon shot from all sides, standing against the sky, surging spirits, photographing a mountain peak as a weapon, smashing people with the power of heaven and earth!
Such a strong person, I am afraid that ten breath rooms, can open a giant city, who dares to resist? Who can resist!
"This demon is so powerful that he is so scary!"
Everyone on the field was shocked. I don't know how many people, almost stared out, full of disbelief.
"Really? One hundred times is not enough, then ten thousand swords!"
Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, swallowing the magical gourd.
First, nine flying swords flew out, the cold light flickered, and a frost.
Suddenly, the surging Jianguang silver bottle burst into the water, bursting out, and the remaining 99,911 flying swords burst out.
Feijian crosses, one sword is ahead, two swords are closely followed, then there are four, then eight, and sixteen. The more and more flying swords, the more and more sword formation It is large and presents a huge cone with a radius of one mile.
One by one, the swords spun at a rapid speed, and the light of a million miles of cold light penetrated a few miles to form a huge "drilling sword style."
call! The ground sounded like a tsunami.
Thousands of flying swords covered the sky, all invincible, headed toward the eight-armed demon and the mountain cave.
At this moment, everyone looked at Jiang Tian in horror, and his body was cold like falling in an ice cellar, and cold sweat covered his back.