Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

"My master will not let you go!" A Qimen Nine-Step King with only half of his body left roared.

"The blood river is coming. If you want to kill us, you will all be buried here!" Another Qimen Nine-Step King had been blasted to pieces before, but at this moment, he unfolded an ancient secret weapon and blocked Erlang and Jiang Chen's evil bodies.

There was a strong breath on it, which was obviously a method left by the master of Qimen.

The four people of Lao Wei looked at each other and frowned.

Although they were powerful and far superior to ordinary Nine-Step Kings, they had previously worked together to block the famous skills of the master of Qimen, which consumed too much energy.

At this moment, it was really a problem to kill everyone in Qimen before the blood river arrived.

"There is no need to kill them completely, just severely injure them collectively and force them into a small area." Jiang Chen's voice came, as if giving them a reassurance.

"Okay, Dad, I know you have a way!"

Tiezhu took the lead, and the sun and moon appeared in the sky at the same time, smashing the trump card of a Qimen Nine-Step King.

Soon after, all the Qimen people were forced to the vicinity of a small hill.

The strong men on the side were fascinated, and suddenly someone was stunned: "Mountain... Where did the mountain come from in the grave area?"

"Yes, this mountain... Damn, it moved!"

At this time, an even more shocking scene happened. The hill that suddenly appeared in the grave area trembled a little bit and flew up. There were countless pure black ominous substances flowing on it, and a black-robed figure lifted it up.

It was He Bo.

Under Jiang Chen's control, it held up a small hill made of countless evil grave soil and went to kill the seriously injured Qimen disciples. There were also complete old graves on the mountain, and the terrifying atmosphere was appalling.

"Boom--"

The hill fell, the ominous creatures were startled, and more and more black matter flowed down, forming a natural evil zone!

The screams of the Qimen disciples became more and more shrill and quieter.

"He can control the ominous!?"

"This, this, this..."

Some people were dumbfounded.

Never expected that this young king in the world would have such a weird back-up plan in addition to the Immortal Finger.

You know, even the strongest people are unwilling to get involved in these ominous things easily.

Now the Qimen people are trapped under a hill full of ominous things. Even if the master of the Qimen is revived and returns, there is nothing they can do.

"Boom--"

At this time, a breath of majestic enough to scare the strongest came over, and the rolling blood river flowed through the void and reached not far away.

Some people no longer paid attention to the battle situation here with Jiang Chen, and hurriedly walked into the sky in advance. Once they missed the Wangchuan Blood River, it would be a dead end for most people here.

"Dad, let's go. Your son will take you home."

At this time, Tiezhu flexibly dodged, lowered his head, and carefully lifted up the weak Jiang Chen.

"Bah! This old thing is not dead yet, it's so tenacious."

It also spit a large mouthful of saliva on the ground, which fell like a torrential rain. At this moment, tiny particles continued to condense there, forming the outline of a master of the weapon gate.

The strongest are not so easy to kill.

Even in the restricted area with heavy rules, they can still regenerate broken flesh and revive bones.

"But then again, Dad, if this old thing sees that his disciples have been buried by us after returning, will he really go crazy?"

"A supreme being, even without the blood river, should be able to escape a secondary restricted area if he pays enough."

Tiezhu reminded with his eyes slanted.

"The premise is that he is not targeted by the terrifying creatures in the restricted area." Erlang nodded aside and confirmed this statement.

"Now that the battle between Wangchuan and Yinshen has just ended, the creatures in the restricted area have returned to death, and the probability of his escape is very high."

Hearing this, Uncle Wei on the side could not sit still, and after hesitating for a long time, he stopped rushing towards the blood river.

"Jiang boy, you go first! I will lure the twelve pupils of the evil creatures before, or use my ghost cultivation secret technique to make sure that this evil source is eliminated here!"

Jiang Chen glanced at him, slowly put a cigarette in his mouth, and threw the cigarette box over.

"Old Wei, why are you in a hurry? If he dares to make trouble when he goes out, we can see how capable Samsara is."

Uncle Wei was stunned: "Ah?"

He came in early and didn't know that the King of Samsara had already entered the strongest.

Jiang Chen talked about the news of the King of Samsara's breakthrough, and also mentioned that when he stepped into the restricted area, the King of Samsara shocked the three old antiques with one sword.

This made Uncle Wei stunned.

He took the cigarette box and rummaged inside. His already dull expression became even more confused.

"Why did you throw it to me when the cigarettes are gone? Ghost energy +40000!"

"Put your heart at ease. If the sky falls, don't you still have tall people to hold it up? Lao Wei, say no.It sounds good. Before you completely control Jiuzhou and ascend to the position of Samsara, you are not considered tall. "

Jiang Chen spoke meaningfully.

Uncle Wei was frightened and broke into a cold sweat. He denied it repeatedly: "Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! When did I covet the position of Lord Samsara?"

He thought Jiang Chen must be crazy.

The Samsara King is brilliant and has become the strongest in the Dharma Ending Age. He has gained many benefits. One person is enough to shock three old antiques.

Although he did not understand the whole process, he could analyze how terrifying he is now just from this information.

How dare I seize the throne?

I am old, not tired of living.

Seeing Uncle Wei's reaction, Jiang Chen immediately understood, winked at him, and smiled slightly: "I understand, keep a low profile, and try not to disclose the plan before the great cause is about to be accomplished and everything is ready. "

"But don't worry too much, Old Wei. We are all family here. I am your confidant. Zhuzi is the son of your confidant, which is equivalent to your second confidant. Jiang Xiaochen is my brother and will serve you in the future."

"It's this idiot..."

"Uncle Jiang, we are killers, and we must keep our mouths shut. I will never tell anyone about your intention to overthrow the King of Samsara and fight for the orthodoxy of Jiuzhou with this King Wu of Wei. "

Erlang said as he took out a small notebook and wrote something down carefully.

Uncle Wei was stunned.

Why are you writing in the notebook if you don't tell anyone?!

He even saw Erlang biting the pen and carefully choosing his words.

Are you really a killer?

You might be a reporter!

This scene made Uncle Wei unable to hold back any longer. He sighed and felt a sense of sadness, as if "the children in the south village bullied me because I was old and powerless."

"Ding, Ghost Qi +999999!"

Jiang Chen couldn't help showing a surprised expression. He turned his head to look at Erlang and said to him what he had said to Tiezhu.

"Lengzi, I have to say, you are a genius."

Erlang was very modest: "Compared with your sharp eyes, Uncle Jiang, what is my talent?"