Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Uncle Wei's expression stern, he turned his head, a strong aura erupted from his body, and he firmly pressed his hands on the coffin lid.

"Get back!"

"It's not time for you to come out!"

However, the hand that was exactly the same as his was just stuck there, and in the dark coffin, a pair of eyes stared out.

"boom"

An invisible aura erupted, and the powerful pressure was unimaginable. The battle of several great masters stagnated for a moment, and they looked here in horror.

Jiang Chen's feet sank even more, and he almost fell to his knees.

Holding on to the Yinshen Hammer tightly, he managed to stand still.

Even so, his calves couldn't help trembling, and the blood vessels in his body seemed to burst. Under such pressure, he could barely move.

"I say……"

Uncle Wei's voice suppressed infinite anger, like thunder.

"Get back!!"

He exerted all his strength, and the powerful force distorted the air. Seeing the great masters and fierce spirits around him, he was secretly startled.

It is worthy of being the number one person under the throne recognized by the world in the past.

Wei Wudi!

"quack……"

The hand was deformed a little.

However, it still held onto it tightly, and the eyes in the coffin seemed to reveal a trace of contempt.

Uncle Wei's expression sank slightly.

The disadvantages of carrying the coffin out of Jiangbei are revealed at this moment.

He consumes too much, and it is difficult to suppress the evil corpse back. As a result, the next step is difficult to proceed, and his breakthrough may fail before it officially begins.

At this time, the mutation regenerates.

A strange red glow suddenly appeared in the distant sky, the clouds were soaked in blood, and a vague figure of a woman appeared there, grinning softly, and a cold voice came over, making everyone feel chilly all over, and stood up. A layer of goosebumps.

Even the grand master's hairs stand on end.

king!

Wang shot!

"The king does not enter the border, this rule, we in Kyushu have told the world many times."

At this time, a voice came from the other side, and the sky seemed to be soaked in ink, and quickly became dark in large areas.

"It seems that another king will be crucified."

"You will understand how to abide by the rules of Kyushu!"

A figure wearing a black robe and holding a wat board walked out. From the appearance, he was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a majestic face.

"Equality King!"

"Yan Luo is here!"

"Could it be that the king's war is really going to break out today?"

"Kyushu is in turmoil, dare to offend so many people..."

"Aren't you afraid that the dark alliance will go crazy and take the opportunity to destroy his Kyushu?"

A group of onlookers were shocked, and some people said contemptuous words, but in fact they had already retreated into the crowd, obviously quite fearful.

At this moment, the blurred figure of the female queen opened her mouth, just about to speak.

I saw the Equality King in front waved his hand, and the wat board was smashed out, and the deep sound exploded in the sky.

"Inseparable!"

The wat board instantly enlarged, surrounded by black air, and transformed into a hill-like purgatory, shrouding it mercilessly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the female queen waved her hand, the blood-colored sky trembled, and a large red hand condensed into a clap.

The two collide.

"boom"

Without the slightest obstacle, Infernal Purgatory directly crushed the big bloody hand, and then slammed into the female queen.

The other party seemed a little unbelievable, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in the sea area tens of thousands of meters away, but when he turned his head, the sky was still dark, and the endless purgatory was always above his head!

There was a loud noise, and the waves turned up.

The female king was suppressed into the endless purgatory, and the equal king stretched out a hand, holding five fingers in vain, and a large black mist surged under the sea, accompanied by a woman's hysterical wailing.

Countless people stared wide-eyed.

Is this Yan Luo's strength?

A new king, almost unable to escape, was easily suppressed!

On this side, Uncle Wei was still pressing hard on his coffin board.

Jiang Chen thought for a while, swallowed a blood ginseng pill, and summoned two half-step ghost-level figures, one after the other, sticking to his body, in a state similar to possession, to help him resist the coercion.

With this, he was finally able to move.

Go forward step by step.

"Old Wei, can you do it, is it because you can't make it through the first step and are going to die here?"

Uncle Wei didn't have time to reply.

At this moment, the talismans on the soul-suppressing coffin are falling off one by one, which seems to be the purpose of the hand stuck outside, the evil corpse wants to rush out of the soul-sacrificing coffin directly!

He could only use his strength to keep suppressing.

This breakthrough has been in an almost deadly stalemate from the very beginning.

This is why ghost cultivators have only been around for two to three hundred years from their appearance to their extinction.

Their breakthrough process is too dangerous.

One mistake, it will be beyond redemption!

Jiang Chen raised his hand to catch a king-level talisman that was about to be turned into ashes, and the flames of nothingness ignited, and the talisman actually regained its power, and became a little stronger.

He squatted down and looked into the eyes of the coffin.

"Second Wei, did you drop this talisman?"

Seeing the King Talisman in Jiang Chen's hand, which had been replenished with strength, the eyes in the coffin widened a little and became a little gloomy.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I, Jiang, have always collected money and belong to high-quality talents. Would I still steal something from you?"

"Cough chi... cough chi..."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and exaggeratedly accumulated a mouthful of phlegm in his throat.

Then: "Bah"

He spit it out, and glued the talisman on the coffin board again.

"Kaka"

An invisible force surged out, and the coffin board sank a little, pressing the hand until it became more and more bloody.

"Damn! Ghost Qi +50000!"

Seeing this prompt, Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, he guessed right, Old Wei is a ghost, but he can't generate ghost energy, because he threw the part that can generate ghost energy on the evil corpse.

Where is this evil corpse?

This is my old Beibei!

Uncle Wei also noticed something, and looked over in shock: "...good boy!"

"As expected, I was not mistaken, you are more mysterious than I imagined."

"Can such a method still be used? You have helped me a lot!"

Jiang Chen squinted at him, mercilessly: "Two million ghosts, do you recognize it?"

"Don't say two million, it's just..." Uncle Wei Haikou hadn't boasted yet.

I heard Jiang Chen continue: "To repair a talisman, two million."

"Ah...cough...I will try my best."

His lion opened his mouth wide, which made it difficult for an old local tyrant like Uncle Wei.

"Old Wei, you boy, don't try to play tricks." Jiang Chen glanced at him vigilantly, then stretched out his hand again, pinched another talisman, and meditated to strengthen it.

Although these talismans are also from the hand of the king.

But it is fundamentally different from that sword talisman.

It only takes a few thousand ghost energy to strengthen, and more than a thousand for the weaker ones. It is not a loss to exchange one million hell points, and two million is a sure profit.

"Second Wei, don't throw the talisman around. What should I do if I hit a child?"

"Even if you can't hit a child, if you hit flowers, plants, or innocent ghosts, will your conscience be okay?"

"You are so unqualified..."

"Cough chi... cough chi... bah!"

"Snapped"

As he spoke, he pasted another talisman back, causing the coffin board to strengthen its suppression again.

Both eyes of the evil corpse below were red, staring at the young man. .

It swears that after it comes out, it must be eaten alive.

...

When Jiang Chen pasted back the ninth talisman, the hand finally couldn't hold on anymore, the bones were shattered, several fingers fell off, and the coffin board closed again.

Uncle Wei glanced at him, didn't have time to say anything, cut his hand open, and pure black blood gushed out of it.

This is an extremely pure yin qi, and it is also the source of power for ghost cultivators.

While muttering words, he used the blood to draw outlines on the coffin.

A moment later, an ancient formation full of evil appeared, and Uncle Wei had already been so sluggish that he almost died completely.

Finish the last stroke.

The formation erupted with an unimaginably huge momentum.

Jiang Chen was directly sent flying.

There were wailing sounds from the coffin, and then, it was completely dead silent.

At this time, Uncle Wei lifted the lid of the coffin, lay down on his own initiative, and when the lid was closed, the ghost cultivator's life-and-death breakthrough officially began.

In this final process, no one can help him.

It is life or death.

We can only find out when the coffin is revealed.