From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 241 Let's face the blast! (seeking a monthly ticket)

"how is this possible!"

The bear demon Duye's pupils contracted, his whole body trembling, and the yellowish pupils reflected the misty and dreamy black dress under the moon.

Jiang Zirou came from the sky, her face was icy cold, her speed was neither fast nor slow, she maintained an absolute uniformity, and there was no fluctuation of vitality in her body, she just stepped lightly in the void like this Immortals are like gods.

The giant spirit god couldn't help but glanced at it lightly.

From his direction, he could see two smooth calves under the black dress, as well as his feet in exquisite rattan shoes.

The strength of this woman is getting more and more terrifying... The Giant Spirit God felt awe-inspiring, and then made a fierce look towards the three trembling big monsters in front of him.

"My lord, how to deal with these evil-minded guys."

The high wall of gray mist dissipated, and when Jiang Zirou performed the Zhan Qi technique, he didn't expect to encounter unexpected gains.

From the imperial capital to the border of the Origin Continent, it is tens of thousands of miles away. For a strong man like Jiang Zirou, the giant spirit god, it is only less than half an hour's journey.

Therefore, these big monsters in Duye have not yet stepped into the border of Great Xia.

He had already been intercepted head-on by people like Jiang Zirou, the Giant Spirit God.

"Once a hero draws his sword, it will be another ten years of calamity." Jiang Zirou's voice was cold, coming from under the moon.

The high wall of gray mist dissipated, and there must be a battle between the human race and the demon race. Even if Jiang Zirou had thought of peace, the great demon kings on Qingfeng Holy Mountain would not agree.

From ancient times to the present, peace has always been fought in war.

"How these monsters want to treat us, we will treat them."

Jiang Zirou's eyes were gloomy, and the gray-black essence turned into a column of smoke, rising from his body and spreading in all directions like a tide.

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye."

"very good!"

The Giant Spirit burst out laughing fiercely, and struck his fists hard, the violent sound waves spread like ripples, and the trembling mountains were shaking.

Layers of black fascia covered his body. Thick black tendons stretched from side to side. His whole body swelled rapidly, and the two protruding muscles on the back shoulder blades stretched out like large wings.

boom! ! ! !

There was a burst of fleshy wings, and the thunder exploded.

The dust and flames twisted and deformed, and the gigantic body of the giant spirit god rushed towards the largest and strongest bear demon Duye.

boom! ! !
Like two mountains colliding.

Amidst the violent roar, a huge cloud ring with a width of a kilometer exploded.

Du Ye's body is obviously much bigger than the Giant Spirit God, but at this moment, it is as if he was hit by a meteor, which is extremely miserable.

A huge depression appeared on the chest, and the dark yellow hair that was as smooth as satin was also covered with scarlet blood, and an unknown number of ribs were broken in an instant.

The huge body flew upside down like a cannonball, its mouth opened uncontrollably, and dark red blood mixed with pieces of internal organs spewed out.

"strong enough!"

The giant spirit god's face was covered with blood, his mouth was grinning to the ears, and his whole body was filled with a black evil spirit.

"Tear!"

His wings vibrated, and the muscle fibers on his arms bulged, revealing black and red traces like chains.

The huge arm as thick as a stone pillar grabbed Du Ye's other arm, and with great force, another arm was torn off from the bear demon with a white broken bone.

Roar! ! !
The mournful roar of the bear demon was unbearable.

According to the usual reasoning, there is no qualitative change between the False God Realm and the domain-level Great Sage.

Some relatively powerful domain-level saints can contend against the False God in a short period of time.

But that's all in general.

The giant spirit god is a freak in the overseas martial arts circle, and he is an extremely rare physical cultivator among human monks.

The Nirvana of the False God Realm... Every promotion is a real qualitative change for him, and it is precisely because of this that this domain-level demon is like a large rag doll in the hands of the Giant Spirit God. Only to be beaten, there is no power to fight back.

The two big monsters, Bai Lian and Rat Monster, trembled even more. Seeing their companions being torn into pieces, they were frightened and angry.

"Run!"

Bai Lian shouted loudly.

The two of them turned into two streamers of one black and one hundred, and fled in diametrically opposite directions.

"God has the virtue of good life, but fortunately I don't have..." Jiang Zirou's long skirt rolled over in the next moment.

hiss! !

The violent sound of piercing through the air exploded in my ears like a hundred beasts screaming together.

The rat demonized itself, a giant rat more than ten meters long ran across the vast plain like a small hill, billowing with smoke and dust.

Miaoman Pingting's figure appeared above his head.

Swinging her waist lightly, she exerted all her strength. Under the long skirt, her round, white, curvaceous long legs slid across the sky, like a battle ax wielded by a god, and landed heavily on the top of the rat demon's head.

boom! ! !
There was a loud roar.

The thick ground rolled endlessly like water waves, densely packed with thick cracks.

A sunken basin suddenly appeared on the vast plain, and clear groundwater seeped from the bottom.

The huge body of the rat demon froze first, then exploded violently.

Broken bones, black blood, brains, and flesh were splashed everywhere, all surrounded by divine light, and blood aura soared into the sky like a cloud of smoke.

Jiang Zirou's figure disappeared.

The distance of hundreds of miles was fleeting, and he appeared in front of the White Lotus Demon Saint in an instant.

Bai Lian looked up.

But I saw Jiang Zirou's long hair spread out, and the moonlight slid across it like flowing water, revealing a layer of mysterious silver.

The pitch-black source quality burns like a flame.

Jiang Zirou made a seal with one hand, and phantoms of mountains and mountains emerged behind him.

Click!

Before using it, just accumulating power, the earth could hardly bear its weight, and it dropped three inches suddenly for thousands of miles around.

Bai Lian was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were shattered, and she fell to the ground in a fight between her two legs.

"My lord, I am willing to surrender to you and be a slave for thousands of years!"

The passage of time has never been so long.

It seems that thousands of years have passed by...

The phantoms of the mountains slowly spread out from behind Jiang Zirou, she nodded slightly and said, "Yes!"

"call…"

Bai Lian breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat poured down her back.

A golden spot of light, like a firefly, slipped from the fingertips as delicate and flawless as a jade onion.

Bai Lian didn't dare to resist and let it fall between her eyebrows.

……

"boom!"

The huge body of Xiong Yao Duye fell to the ground, with fist marks all over his body, his limbs were shattered, his skull was cracked, and blood from his brain was gurgling out from it.

"Hey!"

The Giant Spirit God sneered, and the bones all over his body cracked.

"It's a bit harder." The hideous muscle fibers on his body slowly disappeared, the sweat evaporated, and a hazy white mist rose from the sharp-edged muscles.

"Let's go…"

Jiang Zirou walked out of the flames, behind him was the dejected Bailian Demon King.

She glanced in the direction of Qingfeng Sacred Mountain from a distance, the moon and stars were sparse, tens of thousands of miles apart, even with the power of hope, it was difficult to get a glimpse of the truth.

The Giant Spirit God followed closely behind, and they left.

……

"really weird…"

Demon Realm, Dry Cloud City.

In a certain secret room under Shirokucho.

Jiang Zirou opened his eyes, and the surging spiritual thoughts dissipated naturally, turning into thunder, flames, hurricanes and other visions in the secret room, shining brightly.

At the moment, her long hair is loose.

The phantoms of the mountains behind him overlapped one after another, exuding a vast aura that lasted forever.

Thick, ancient, and brilliant, this is the Lianshan Seal, which consumes a huge amount of source quality, representing absolute defense, impenetrable and eternal.

"Thinking about it like this, I can't understand it. Even if the monster clan of Qingfeng Holy Mountain really wants to go to war, they should first find those people in the new world. Why did they come to me to die?"

Jiang Zirou frowned.

After thinking about this matter for a long time, I lost two or three hairs and couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it, happiness is over, let's face the blast!"

By now.

The ice demons who were close to the realm of true gods were easily crushed to death by Jiang Zirou, although they borrowed some of the power left by the Supreme.

But a small Qingfeng holy mountain really doesn't deserve to be taken seriously by Jiang Zirou.

Before he knew it, after killing the ice demon, Jiang Zirou was now considered a big shot, and he didn't have much to worry about.

"Time flies..." Jiang Zirou couldn't help feeling emotional, "The excitement and anxiety when I first stepped into the saint seemed to happen yesterday. Now, in a blink of an eye, I have also become a big man who can rival the true god. Sure enough, fate will not Live up to everyone who worked hard.”

thought here.

Jiang Zirou's heart was once again filled with motivation to practice hard.

……

three days later.

In the sky above Baigu Town, a huge phantom of Jianmu Linggen pierced through the sky.

Light like rain, sprinkled from the sky.

The whole city has taken on a new look, bursting with vitality.

Get off at Shirokucho.

Jiang Zirou stood up, with a faint feeling in his heart, and stepped out to the city's main tower.

On the top floor of the city main tower, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Mao Laoer has a bamboo telescope in his left hand and a magic cloud fruit in his right. He is lying on a wide old man's chair with his thick and short legs.

The cat's whiskers at the corner of the mouth were stained with a little lavender slurry, while nibbling the fruit in his hand, he carefully observed the huge abyss in the distant sky where the thunder was shining.

"It seems that this devil's lair is really about to open..." Mao Laoer said to himself: "I hope to connect to some rich places by then. It's not easy to raise people in such a large city."

When it is distressed.

"boom!"

A loud and dull sound came from behind, and the repaired City Lord's Mansion shook violently, and some places even began to crack slowly.

Wearing a cool white dress, Jiang Zirou's eyebrows are picturesque, surrounded by light and mist.

"Master, master..."

Mao Laoer quickly swallowed the Moyun fruit in his hands, turned over and stood up from the chair, trembling with distress: "Take it easy, my house can't bear tossing."

"Master, have you broken through again?"

Mao Laoer looked up, then froze.

The clouds and mist around Jiang Zirou's body slowly transformed into a huge endless mountain range, and an ancient and heavy aura came from it.

Trembling, insignificance, low self-esteem... At this moment, Mao Laoer felt like an ant looking up at a mountain.

"A tiny bit of progress."

Jiang Zirou's tone was ordinary, and he compared his index finger and thumb together, but Li Yuan seemed to see a cosmic starry sky through the smooth fingers.

When I came to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked at the endless distorted black clouds and smoke on the distant sky, "Has the crypt been opened?"

"It may be a little dangerous, but it should be passable."

"Um…"

Jiang Zirou didn't want the path she walked to be covered with other people's hoarfrost, she said, "I am the first."

"of course."

Mao Laoer smiled shyly, his fleshy face squeezed into a ball.

The other end of the Devil's Nest is unknown and may be dangerous. It is naturally the best for a boss like Jiang Zirou to be the first to go.

……

New world, Daozong Xuanmen.

Lotus platform.

Xuanyangzi, Zhao Xuefeng, Master Sanzang and several saints from the human race gathered together.

Looking at the thick black smoke filling the lotus platform, his expression was not very good.

"This, is it really the legendary cave of the gods?" Zhao Xuefeng changed into a bright red cheongsam, with a slender figure, a girl's delicate face, but the temptation of a beautiful woman on his body, his appearance is extremely outstanding.

"The Shenwu Catacombs haven't appeared in the world for a long time, logically speaking, it should be correct." Xuan Yangzi frowned, still a little unpredictable at the moment.

"It's not right!"

Master Sanzang's eyes widened with anger, and his white eyebrows were drawn.

He practiced Tathagata God's Palm. He is a rare eminent monk in thousands of years. He used to refine the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, and he is the most sensitive to demon energy.

"There is something wrong with this Shenwu Catacomb. What emerges from it is not the vitality of the earth... but the breath of the devil!"

The words fell.

Click! !
With a loud bang, a thick thunder fell from the sky like an upside-down giant tree.

In an instant, the wind and clouds gathered, the dark clouds covered the wild, and there was darkness between the sky and the earth.

"What happened?"

"This is demonic energy..."

In the holy land of martial arts in the new world, among the Taoist sects, it was boiling, people were in a mess, and panicked disciples were everywhere.

"quiet!"

Xuan Yangzi's face was full of solemnity, and he waved the floating dust in his hand lightly, streaks of white light criss-crossed and stretched across.

Like an upside-down jade bowl, covering the sky above the sect.

The dark clouds dispersed slightly, and seven huge figures stood on top of the dark clouds like a vast mountain, with three people on each side.

The lion demon Moduo is three feet tall, with a golden glow all over his body, his upper body is naked, his lower abdomen is high and protruding, the muscles of his limbs are knotted and bulging, and the mane around his neck is fluttering in the wind.

"Xuan Yangzi, you are guilty!"

Modo stands in the middle of the group of monsters, the blood on his body is like waves, and his voice is like thunder.

When the voice fell to the ground, substantial sound waves penetrated through the mountain guard formation, and the sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff, Puff" burst out one after another like firecrackers.

Countless disciples couldn't bear its majesty, their heads exploded like rotten watermelons, and their brains were scattered everywhere.

"Modo!!!"

Xuan Yangzi has always been serious, but he is extremely caring for his disciples.

At this moment, watching hundreds of disciples die tragically in front of him, his anger rose like a volcano, and blackened veins appeared on his face and neck, beating ferociously.

His white hair stood upright, and his face was stern like a ghost.

"Um!?"

Modo snorted coldly, his eyes were like magic lamps, shining golden light.

"You human race, do you dare to oppose my Qingfeng Holy Mountain?"

boom! ! !
The aura of the seven great sages was no longer concealed.

Like a volcanic eruption, or like seven vast heavens and suns hanging in the sky, the blazing white light filled the sky and the earth, and the birds and beasts all over the mountains and plains were trembling and knelt down on the ground.

　At the end of this month, there seems to be a double monthly pass event. Brothers and sisters, ask for a monthly pass, please!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)