I can explode

Under the unbelievable gaze of the third prince, the divine knife pierced through the body, and the blood of the demon sprayed out.

"How is it possible, how could my father's mighty power be defeated..."

The third prince looked at the hole in his chest in astonishment. The power of the Holy King of Shengyuan blessed him, but he couldn't stop Jiang Changkong's attack.

"Because you are just borrowing strength, and this seat is a real myth!"

Jiang Changkong looked indifferently, and looked at the third prince: "Third prince, I will return your body to you monsters."

The blood of the demon flowed, and the vitality of the third prince dissipated, his eyes were still open, and he would not die with regret.

"Kill the demon prince and reveal a pseudo-god-level cultivation for 20 years."

"Pseudo-god-level cultivation is in hand, I should leave too."

Jiang Changkong took back God's Domain, and the battle outside was almost over.

There are more than [-] people fighting against four people, and there is also a seventh-layer ancient giant among them. It is already the limit for the four demon saints to hold on to one or two moves.

This time, the human race has made full preparations and will not let any of the saints go.

"Everyone, I still have something important to do. Let's go ahead. The third prince's body, please send it back to the demon." Jiang Changkong cupped his hands.

"Although the Lord of Myth is gone, I have the opportunity to move around more." The ancient giants of the human race replied.

"Farewell."

Jiang Changkong folded his hands and merged into the void, leaving the secret space.

It has been six days since Dark Moon's Saint Son identity is in retreat, and it has been six days since he hit the Saint Marquis realm, so there should be some movement.

"The Lord of Myths is really elusive, come and go in a hurry." The ancient giants of the human race sighed.

The Seventh Layer Eternal Giant laughed and said: "The more mysterious he is, the better. If he is still the same as before, it will be too easy for demons to find out."

Jiang Changkong went straight back to the demon battlefield, instead of looking for Yan Zhuhuo, he came to the mountains, found the demon stone gate, and returned to the dark sea.

Melted into the void, returned to the Holy Moon Temple without disturbing any monsters.

Jiang Changkong sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breath, and began to transform his cultivation.

After 20 years of transformation into a pseudo-god-level cultivation base, Jiang Changkong once again entered the state of harmony between man and nature.

In the dark demon world, darkness erodes everything, suppresses everything, and embraces everything.

Things that were difficult to comprehend before are clearly visible in the state of harmony between man and nature.

Countless martial arts comprehensions, combined with the heaven-slashing divine body, form a mysterious sword character.

The sword character looks ordinary, but it exudes a mysterious atmosphere. If you observe carefully, you will find that it contains various sword intentions and various power perceptions.

嗡

The bottleneck that has been difficult to break through has been easily broken at this moment, entering the realm of the eternal giant.

The realm of the gods is also changing, the fierce power embraces everything, and it no longer knows the rest of the power as before.

The true energy in Jiang Changkong's body surged, and the word knife was included in it, and the true energy also transformed into colorful power, just like the power of the world.

With a thought, the colorful power turned into dark power, pure darkness.

With the transformation of his cultivation base, Jiang Changkong's own cultivation base was also like a flood that opened the gate, breaking through crazily.

Chapter 479 : Your Royal Highness, please return to the battlefield and lead the army

Pseudo-divinity pervades the entire temple.

In the sky above the holy temple, the robbery clouds rolled, and the mighty might of the sky shrouded the entire Black Wind City.

"This is, Holy Marquis Heavenly Tribulation!"

The demons in Black Wind City looked at Jieyun in shock.

"Holy Hou Tianjie, the Holy Son has broken through."

Yue Wuming and other monsters said excitedly, Holy Marquis, Holy Moon City will finally have a Holy Marquis in command.

"The Holy Son stepped into the Holy Marquis, and his strength doubled. Even if he is the third prince, the Holy Son doesn't have to look down." Qu Mo was equally excited.

Shenghou, even in the entire holy world, is considered a top powerhouse.

The calamity clouds rolled in the sky, and the coercion became more and more terrifying. Yue Wuming and other monsters could no longer bear it, and were about to move out of the city with their army.

boom

The monstrous dark power erupted from the temple, turned into a beam of dark light, rushed into the sky, and sank into the robbery cloud.

Inside the temple, Jiang Changkong opened his eyes, and in his eyes, two mysterious sword characters were faintly visible.

The whole person is filled with a mysterious atmosphere, like a world of knives, like the source of knives.

The real essence was surging, and a strange feeling enveloped him. Jiang Changkong was in a trance, and countless perceptions in his body turned into chains and merged into his blood.

The chains, containing the principles of heaven and earth, turned into extreme shackles, and blessed them on the body.

Thousands of chains, like thousands of sword lights, exude the aura of cutting heaven and earth.

Jiang Changkong retracted the sword chain, and his whole body was shrouded in the power of darkness.

Integrate into the void and leave Holy Moon City.

Tian Jie sensed that he was leaving and moved away.

"The Holy Son has gone out." Yue Wuming and the other monsters breathed a sigh of relief.

The Holy Son probably left because he was worried that it would spread to the city.

"This coercion is terrible."

The four holy marquises of Dark Region Sea also came, looking at Jieyun in the sky in shock.

The coercion exuded by Jieyun, even the fourth level of the Holy Marquis, might not be able to resist it.

"I'm afraid the Holy Son is as simple as an ordinary breakthrough." The four holy princes were surprised.

High above the sky, Jiang Changkong was wearing the Dark Moon Sacred Robe, the Holy Crown on his head, and the Dark Moon Scepter in his hand, exuding a cold moonlight all over his body.

The real essence is surging, surpassing the commander-in-chief, the realm of the holy prince!

Moreover, it is still the peak of the second level of Shenghou!

20 years of pseudo-god-level cultivation and 90 years of ancient evildoer's cultivation made him reach the peak of the second level of the Holy Marquis in one step.

Looking at the robbery cloud in the sky, Jiang Changkong looked indifferent, the holy moon scepter was activated, Wang Wei was mighty, and the power of the dark moon rushed into the robbery cloud.

bang

The calamity clouds in the sky are turbulent, the boundless cold moonlight condenses solid ice, and freezes the sky calamity.

The pitch-black thunder turned into a pillar of icy light, freezing the thunder calamity.

In an instant, the solid ice shattered and the thunderstorm dissipated.

A mass of pitch-black moonlight fell from the sky and submerged into Jiang Changkong's body.

"It's such a terrifying strength, it broke Jieyun with one move." The four saints showed shock, and then said in relief: "This is the strength that a king should have."

"Yes, this is a king, not an ordinary saint."

The four holy princes suppressed the shock in their hearts and easily accepted Jiang Changkong's strength.

Accepting the gift from heaven and earth, Jiang Changkong stepped out, entered Black Wind City, and returned to the Holy Moon Temple.

Returning to the temple, Jiang Changkong continued to practice, refining the gifts of heaven and earth, and countless mysterious truths were integrated into the mysterious sword words to enhance his martial arts.

The pseudo-divinity is becoming more and more terrifying. Ordinary saints are absolutely unable to resist, even the fourth or fifth rank of saints will surrender.

As for the stronger ones, they had to be seriously injured.

Only the Holy Marquis who has the majesty of the king can not be afraid of his false divinity.

As a gift from heaven and earth to refining, Jiang Changkong's cultivation level improved very slowly, and he did not step into the third level of the Holy Marquis, but knew the limit of the second level of the Holy Marquis.

"Come on, when I improve my strength, I will be able to enter the last three floors of the Dark Trial Tower."

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Jiang Changkong's eyes.

"His Royal Highness, something is wrong, urgent report on the battlefield."

A holy monster came through the air, with a dignified expression, and the horror that could not be concealed on his face.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Changkong frowned, and said: "What's the matter, just report to the third prince, you are a majestic prince, it is not good to be so flustered."

"His Royal Highness, the third prince has fallen." Shenghou said sadly: "The third prince fell into the trick of the human race and was killed by the mythical master of the human race."

"What?" Jiang Changkong suddenly stood up, staring at Shenghou: "What did you say? What happened to the third prince?"

"His Royal Highness, the third prince has fallen." Shenghou said sadly.

"How could this be?" Jiang Changkong had an unacceptable expression: "The third prince is a strong man of the Holy Marquis, how could he fall so easily? The mythical master of the human race can kill the Holy Marquis?"

"According to the information from my colleagues, it was the human race who used them to release false news and set up a trick to lure His Royal Highness the third prince."

The holy marquis demon said sadly: "The third prince is eager to do great work, and he fell into the trap of the human race. Now there is no one on the battlefield. Please ask the holy son to return to the battlefield and stabilize the morale of the army."

"The fall of the third prince is such a major event that it should be reported to the Holy King. Everything will be arranged by the Holy King. How can I let my Holy Son go?" Jiang Changkong frowned.

"This is also the order of the Holy King." The Holy Prince bowed his hands and said, "Please, Your Highness, Son, return to the battlefield and lead the army."

"This... the holy king wants me to lead?" Jiang Changkong was startled: "But, this holy son doesn't understand war."

Chapter 4 Eighty: Give the information of the compatriots lurking in the human race to the Holy Son

"It is the order of the Holy King that His Royal Highness, please take the place of the Third Prince and lead the army."

The Holy Hou demon clapped his hands.

"Since it is the will of the Holy King, this Holy Son will return to the battlefield, but this Holy Son really does not understand war."

Jiang Changkong no longer refused, and sighed: "I hope that everyone can help out with ideas, and hope that the Holy King will send a new commander as soon as possible."

Shenghou demon hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Son, we will do our best to assist His Royal Highness."

"Does the Holy King have an order to let my holy son avenge the third prince?" Jiang Changkong left with the Holy Hou Demon, and ordered Yue Wuming to call an army, and he and the Holy Hou Demon went one step ahead.

"The holy king was furious, but he just said, kill if you can, don't kill if you can't, don't chase by force, the most important thing is to stabilize the situation on the battlefield." Sheng Hou Yaomo said.

"It shouldn't be difficult to stabilize the situation."

Jiang Changkong breathed a sigh of relief, and walked through the demon stone gate with him to the demon battlefield.

Returning to the demon battlefield again, there were no demons to welcome them, and all the demons gathered in the demon hall.

When I came to the Demon Palace, four saints and 36 demon commanders gathered.

"Welcome to the Son of the Dark Moon."

The forty demons bowed their hands at the same time, with respectful expressions.

Jiang Changkong looked sad, sitting on the high position of the third prince, and sighed softly: "The death of the third prince, I am also partly responsible for the death of the son, I should not have made meritorious deeds, and stimulated the third prince."

"Your Highness, Holy Son, don't do this. The third prince has always wanted to make meritorious service, not because of the Holy Son." The Holy Marquis who invited Jiang Changkong to come hastily said, counting him, there are five Holy Marquises in one hand.

"That's right, the death of the third prince has nothing to do with His Royal Highness Son, so don't blame yourself." Many demons hurriedly spoke out.

The third prince is dead, and no one cares about offending the third prince.

In their view, the third prince is really incompetent.

First, he buried the army, but now he is fine, and even himself is buried.

"In the future, you will discuss matters in the army together. I don't know much about war, so I won't make decisions in one word. If there are any mistakes, please correct me." Jiang Changkong said.

"His Royal Highness, we are mainly responsible for your safety."

The five saints said at the same time.

"Thank you, everyone." Jiang Changkong cupped his hands.