The first fairy of the United States

I don't know how this demon god came to this witch, but judging from the power it exudes, it can at most be comparable to the cultivation level of a person in the realm of the transformed god.

The witch's body is weak. No matter how much power you pour into it, it can only be filled with so much. No more will be possible. It would be ridiculous to use the power of the demon god who has cultivated the spirit to incinerate herself into nothingness. Wouldn't it be ridiculous?

Do you think my water-bending skills are just for the taking? !Being in a place where water sources gather, it is no problem for him to rival the transformed gods, and the transformed gods he rivals are also transformed gods from the monastic world.

Your alien cultivation methods are just to continuously increase your strength and cultivation, and your methods are not as weird as those of the cultivators, who have many Taoist methods.

I can't defeat the spiritual cultivator, I can't defeat your crimson master's true body, and I can't defeat your descended clone?

Ye Wentian didn't give any face to the devil at all. He raised his hand and made a hook with his fingers. Even a fool knew what Ye Wentian meant. It meant "Come on, please kill me!".

Ye Wentian's impolite behavior made Cytorak gnash his teeth in anger and wanted to eat Ye Wentian alive right away.

The demon power contained in the witch's body could not stop leaking out, forcing the Nine Uncles around her to move several feet away. Cytorak slowly walked towards Ye Wentian.

Ignoring Uncle Nine and the others, Cytorak felt that Uncle Nine and the others were no threat to him, and the young man standing on the flood was too annoying. He had to incinerate this person into nothingness before he could relieve him. The anger in my heart.

When Ye Wentian saw Cytorac approaching, he did not take the lead in launching an attack. He was just on alert, wanting to see what the alien demon god could do.

Although my thoughts were a bit inflated just now, it was true that I was safe.The great man said that we should "despise the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically."

It doesn't matter how much you complain about each other in your heart, but you can't be careless in a real battle. After all, it is not a competition between friends, but a life and death battle between different lives.

What's more important is that he is the original existence, and if he dies, he is really dead. Others are just clones in unknown states, and even if they die, they are not really dead.

No matter how you think about it, you will be at your own disadvantage. No way~ When you go back, you must put the cultivation of the external incarnation on your agenda. Otherwise, if you do anything dangerous in the future, you will have to do it yourself. If you do not do it well, your body and mind will be destroyed. What about longevity and freedom?

When Cytorak arrived in front of the flood, he looked up at Ye Wentian, and Ye Wentian stood on the five-foot-high flood and looked down at him.

Cytorac stretched out a hand and pressed it on the flood below where Ye Wentian was standing. The power of the devil was transmitted in and spread, instantly covering the flood dozens of feet below where Ye Wentian was standing. , all decomposed into atomic states.

It dissipated directly between heaven and earth, and no trace could be found anymore. The power of the demon was still transmitted upwards, trying to contact Ye Wentian's body.

The power of the demon that directly acted on the molecular level just now was extremely terrifying. How could Ye Wentian come into contact with it? He would have to duck away from this position with one step.

Cytorak saw Ye Wentian's plan at a glance, with a playful look in his eyes, and controlled the power of the demon that was transmitted to the past. Most of it spread to the surroundings, touching the power of space and disrupting the trajectory of space.

The remaining demonic power continued to be transmitted towards Ye Wentian, threatening to incinerate Ye Wentian directly into nothingness.

Ye Wentian's only feeling at this time was that the trajectory of the power of space was chaotic, and he could no longer sense the power of space in other locations in the space, nor could he travel to other places.

The power of the devil came to him in an instant. Ye Wentian secretly thought that it was not good, so he quickly used the method of water control to bless himself with the power of the water veins of hundreds of millions of cubic meters of flood water.

The power of the devil came into contact with Ye Wentian's extremely condensed water aura, and was unable to penetrate at all, so he had to turn to the power of decomposing water veins.

The two cancel each other out, and the demon's power is consumed in a matter of seconds.However, under the influence of Ye Wentian's water control method, the entire flood dropped to the depth of his hand.

The amount of water deep in the hand should have been decomposed directly by consuming the power of the demon. Ye Wentian was secretly shocked. The ability of Cytorac should not be underestimated.

The indigenous strength cultivation methods still have their merits.Although the upper limit is low, and the highest level cannot reach the immortal level, and can only exist relying on the universe, the lower limit is also high.

This kind of demon power must be in the crimson universe where Cytorak is located. It only enhances strength and cultivation, without cultivating souls and states of mind. The creatures there should progress very quickly, and they can easily master this power in the early stage. The powerful demonic power.

However, this kind of power is not suitable for this world. It is a negative plane power with extremely dark attributes. Ye Wentian can faintly feel the rejection of the world's will. This is because the Taoist cultivation method is tolerant and inclusive. They are all righteous forces of heaven and earth, and are not easily affected by the rules of heaven and earth. They only seek stability.

The situation at this moment is that the flood water in a radius of dozens of feet under Ye Wentian's feet has disappeared. Without a supporting foundation, Ye Wentian is floating in the air.

The battle just now shocked Uncle Jiu and everyone, and they were secretly afraid that this demon was so powerful.Everyone stepped aside and made way for the two of them.

No cultivator is a fool. The power emitted by this demon can be felt by everyone. It is a higher level of cultivation.

Obviously, such a majestic battle is not something they can interfere with. Once they intervene on the battlefield, it may also affect Ye Wentian's performance and make the situation more serious.

Everyone watched intently without saying a word, secretly thinking that if Ye Wentian couldn't resist for a while, they would help.

Seeing that one move failed to kill Ye Wentian, Cytorak continued to attack. He raised his hand to solidify the power of the demon. In an instant, the crimson power of the demon appeared in the air.

It transformed into five belt-like objects, and Ye Wentian recognized them at a glance as the "Crimson Chains of Cytorak" used by Doctor Strange to restrain Thanos in the movie.

I immediately started complaining, isn’t it a chain? !Why is it a belt that looks like magma? Does Cyttorak have any special hobbies, like binding? SM? …Eh~ I can’t think about it anymore…

Ye Wentian used the power of his water veins to condense a circular green curtain wall in front of him, and bounced away the approaching crimson chains.

The figure stepped back, dodged a kilometer away, and appeared high in the sky.The crimson chain seemed to be unable to extend such a far distance. Cytorak waved his hand to disperse the chain, and then unleashed the concentrated power of the devil.

Like a meteor, the power of the demon dragged flames behind it and hit Ye Wentian. Ye Wentian just took a step to the left and dodged the attack, with a look of contempt in his eyes, as if to say, "That's all you have?" , Cytorac's angry expression kept changing with anger.