"Are you angry?" Jiang Xiu glanced at Ms. RV. There was no comfort in his eyes, only the flames of war, and his momentum gradually increased, "The Li family, the Long family, Tianmen..."
His eyes suddenly shot towards Long Yingqing, falling on her snow-white face. Suddenly, Jiang Xiu took action, and boom, his eyes turned into darkness, and his hair grew like crazy, rolling into the sky like a flame.
"Where does my Jiang Luoxia's anger go?"
The number one demigod in China has taken action! !
Suddenly, black clouds were billowing in the sky, the moon was dim, the electric current in the distance was chirping, and the strong wind was ruffling, making people tremble as if Fan Ruo Shen had come to the world.
"Oh My God!"
Only then did the people present truly feel that Jiang Xiu was so powerful that he was far more than capable of killing people in a single town. His power shook the world and caused shocking changes in the world.
The dark clouds kept pressing down.
Long Yingqing's delicate body trembled, her pretty face was as pale as paper, she could no longer stand, her legs softened, and she collapsed on the ground. She felt incomparable pain, which came from the depths of her soul. In an instant, her forehead There were big beads of sweat all over his face, and then his whole body began to curl up.
"ah!"
In a castle in Gallia, an extremely sad and angry howl suddenly came out. This howl did not pass through the body waves, but appeared directly in the minds of everyone in that world.
"What's the matter?"
In the Tianmen Conference, a man shrouded in a black robe trembled in pain. There was a bang, and his body was shaking.
"What's wrong, talk!"
There were all demigods present. Jiang Luoxia came to Europe. No, to be precise, he was tricked into coming to Europe by people from Tianmen. They were trying to decide whether to kill or subjugate. They were still in the middle of a fierce debate when something unexpected happened.
"You are talking!"
The man under the black robe pressed his hands tightly on the solid wood table. His hands were transparent. However, black energy was constantly escaping from the transparent hands, making him look very evil.
"Long Zaizong, someone is tampering with your great-granddaughter!" His voice was painful and hoarse.
"What's happening?"
Many people present knew what happened. Back then, the little girl named Long Yingqing was about to die. Long Zaizong found a monk and used a secret method to save her life. From then on, the little girl also sacrificed herself Offered to the monks. Therefore, the Long family owed the monk a favor.
But someone tampered with the little girl's body, so why did the monk suffer so much
"How can a great monk be stumped by a small trouble!" The speaker was an old Chinese man with many wrinkles on his face, like a work of art full of ravines. At this moment, he had a relaxed smile on his face, not taking it seriously at all.
Not only him, but everyone present disagreed.
They boast that they have a strength that is beyond this world. They believe that they are the strongest people standing at the pinnacle of this world. No one can shake them, let alone threaten them.
"Hurry up and solve it quickly, we still have business to do!"
But…
The monk under the black robe was shaking violently, and the black energy on his body was constantly emitting black energy. His eyes were piercing red, and his face was thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye. It could be seen that his strength disappeared very quickly. He yelled in pain: " It’s Jiang Luoxia!”
"What?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.
"what happened?"
The black-robed monk said: "He wants to forcefully pull out the dead soul I planted in Miss Long. It is the clone that I spent countless efforts refining, and is the source of my life...Jiang Luoxia...he wants to pull it out alive." ...The dead souls have nowhere to rest...and will collapse!"
"ah!!"
The black-robed monk screamed in pain. This feeling was like forcefully pulling a person's soul out of his body. You must know that the soul and the body are integrated, and the relationship is like flesh and blood. This feeling is forcefully and bloody. Separate the skin and flesh.
"You can't beat him?"
Long Zaizong was shocked. The demigods present also widened their eyes, waiting for the answer. They didn't believe it. The monk practiced the art of sacrificing souls, and all his cultivation was here. Even though Jiang Luoxia was more powerful than him in combat Strong, there is absolutely no reason to be better than a monk in practice.
Are you kidding me? Is it conceivable that an urbanite who is less than 20 years old can actually defeat an old monk who has studied Buddhist scriptures all his life in discussing Buddhism
"ah!!"
The black-robed monk screamed in pain, and now not only his face, but also his body felt like it was drying up.
"help me… "
When they heard the black-robed monk asking for help, the relaxed expressions on the faces of all the demigods present disappeared and suddenly became serious. They realized that something was wrong.
The black-robed monk was really no match for Jiang Xiu! !
Judging from the current situation, if the black-robed monk does not make changes, he may die tragically on the spot.
After thinking about this, everyone took a breath of air.
Jiang Luoluo had such a high attainment in the mysterious soul sacrifice.
"Oh, it's fine now. We were still discussing whether to accept him, but he gave us a slap in the face first." One of the men slammed the table angrily.
"This person must be killed!"
The black-robed monk was still screaming in pain. The sect he practiced was extremely eccentric, and few people would practice it. Therefore, although there were many demigods present, none of them could help.
"help me… "
A voice came: "Abandon the car to save the handsome man."
The man wearing the nine-python robe slowly turned around and said: "It is indeed not easy for you to refine the clone, but compared to your own life, your life is much more important. There is a saying in our country that if you keep green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. burn."
If the black-robed monk cuts off the connection between himself and his clone, Jiang Luoxia will have no medium to attack him, and at least his life can be saved.
"It will be too late."
The black-robed monk gritted his teeth, held a strange magic weapon in his hand, and spit out an incomprehensible spell. His whole body was filled with a wave of energy, and the thick black energy dispersed from his body due to a shock, disappearing without a trace.
"ah… "
He exhaled softly, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he didn't even have the strength to move. He seemed much older, with a skinny face and skin like orange peel.
"how are you feeling?"
The black-robed monk said: "My life is saved, but my cultivation has been reduced by 70% to 80%."
But then, his expression became very strange, and he said, "Jiang Luoxia asked me to pass on a message. Anyone who offends him, Jiang Luoxia, will not be worth one life, but the whole family will be wiped out."
Wow!
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
"Jiang Luo took such a big tone and openly despised my Tianmen." A cold voice said.
"A mere newly promoted demigod dares to speak nonsense here. I think our Tianmen have been too kind over the years and they have forgotten how powerful we are."
"It's ridiculous. Someone actually suggested accepting Jiang Luoxia just now."
"What else can I say now?"
Each of the demigods was filled with indignation and rage. Tianmen, they were so aloof that they were bullied like this. This was their greatest shame.
"If we don't kill Jiang Luoxia, our Tianmen will lose face."
The man in the nine-python robe also frowned and asked, "Did he say anything else?"
The black-robed monk said: "He also said that he would give everyone a meeting gift and asked me to open his chest..." As he was speaking, he felt that his chest was burning, and the heat was a bit unbearable. The light of a profound character comes out.
"What's this?"
Before he finished speaking, the black-robed monk's face was distorted in extreme pain, and the light of the character became more intense. He screamed again, and when it reached its peak, boom, the black-robed monk's entire body exploded.
The entire hall was filled with charred corpse ashes floating in the air.
Deathly silence!
All the demigods present were stunned, and their eyes widened. Even the man in the nine-python robe changed his expression, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and tightly grasped the longevity stone talisman in his hand.
This, what kind of method is this
To kill a demigod hundreds of miles apart, what a method, how terrifying.
Does Tianmen want to fight against such an extremely powerful person
The Nine Mysteries fall and wash the sky, and the karma of thousands of years is romantic even if it is not even an inch.