Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

The Yinsha leader took a step forward, his burly body full of oppression, and chopped with an axe, ignoring the hundreds of bloody hands emerging from the blood robe of the Shura Sect Master, and split him in two.

The opponent was not dead, and the blood was intertwined at the broken end, trying to piece together the body.

At this time, the Yinsha leader took the spear of a seventh-level Yinsha spearman next to him, and threw it with all his brute force.

"Zheng~~"

The Shura Sect Master was nailed to an island, and the soil and rocks could not restrict him, but it can be seen that from the tip of the spear upwards, a small piece of space cracked like spider veins, and this spear was nailed in the void!

The spear covered with sacrificial texts restricted the Shura Sect Master, who could only wail in pain. The hundreds of bloody hands in his blood robe also opened their mouths in the palms, screaming and wailing together.

This scene made people's scalps numb.

An eighth-level supreme being, after two moves, directly lost the power to resist.

Without the help of the Shura Sect Master, Tu Dao faced Jiang Xiaochen alone, and the pressure increased suddenly. Especially when he saw the current situation, he completely lost his confidence and his moves were no longer sharp.

Jiang Xiaochen's attack became more fierce, and he seemed very anxious.

Because after this battle, he had not yet killed the enemy. If it dragged on, his brother would kill the strong enemy with that ghost hand, and he would be just paddling the whole battle.

He always remembered his brother's words.

—— Useless people have no need to exist.

However, Jiang Chen did not use the Nether Ghost Hand again. Although this could solve the battle the fastest, he found that the use of this thing was limited and required a blood sacrifice of living people in advance to "make blood" for it.

And the "blood" made by the Holy Soul Sect Master last time was only enough to support the ghost hand to make the last blow after the previous blow.

Jiang Chen was not cold-blooded enough to kill people at will, so this thing was probably a two-time sex toy, but it would not be a loss. After using it, he planned to smash it with the Yin Shen Hammer and absorb it, perhaps allowing the Yin Sha Commander to take the last step.

Or create another commander-level Yin Sha.

This thing is indeed very precious, and Jiang Chen can still tell this.

He didn't know who the so-called Soul Ancestor was, but judging from the power that permeated it, it should be more than one level higher than the ancient blood demon not long ago.

The right arm of such a person is unimaginably rare.

"Zhu Zi, why does that knife look a bit like the one we lost a few days ago?"

Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.

Tiezhu's eyes rolled when he heard this, and then he smiled in a childish voice: "Hehe, Dad, you have a good eye, you are not wrong at all. I used that knife to cut fruit two days ago. I don't know which bastard stole it and found it here."

"Wait, Zhuzi, I will take back the things from the old Jiang family immediately!"

It rushed out in a flash.

Tudao immediately became alert.

But when his attention fell on Tiezhu, a figure wearing a crimson armor appeared behind him silently.

Tudao was fighting with Jiang Xiaochen to death, and at the same time he had to guard against the thief who stole the weapon. When he found the Yinsha Commander behind him, he only had time to tear open a talisman and hold up a green defensive light shield.

Unfortunately, the Yinsha Commander turned a blind eye, took a step forward, directly stepped over the light shield, and chopped down with the mountain axe without mercy.

There was a door panel in front and a hatchet behind.

The old man, who only had a knife, was overwhelmed for a moment and didn't know which one to block. At this time, a black light flashed by, and the only knife in his hand was gone. The old man was stunned and almost cried on the spot.

"You wait... you really deserve to go to hell!"

"Bang"

In the two unparalleled attacks, the butcher's knife exploded into a blood mist, but the eighth-level peak power was not so easy to kill after all. A pure golden knife light burst out of his body, split the void, flew out thousands of meters, and condensed into a hazy figure.

At this time, a sharp sound came from the distance.

"Swish"

As soon as the butcher's knife came back to his senses, he saw a long spear with a pitch-black and cold body and engraved with ancient sacrificial texts flying over, nailing himself to death in the void.

As for the Holy Soul Sect Leader, Jiang Chen, Jiang Xiaochen, and the Yinsha Commander, no one cared about him.

He was a beginner in the eighth level who relied on "magic weapons". The magic weapons were gone, and his strength was almost exhausted. He was not considered a person here at all.

Such disregard made this old demon, who once dominated the cultivation world and was feared by everyone, pale and almost shattered his fist.

At this time, two eighth-level Yinsha attacked and began to slaughter the elders of the Holy Soul Sect. Some were beheaded, some were blasted into blood mist, and some were split in half. They died in different ways, one after another.

The leader of the Holy Soul Sect was furious.

"Young man! You really deserve to die!"

He attacked desperately and killed Jiang Chen, but the Yinsha leader stepped out and his big handHe fell down and clamped the old leader with brute force.

Ordinary strong men, even those of the ninth level, would not dare to be so arrogant and suppress an eighth-level strongman in this way.

But the Yinsha Commander was invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, so he could do it.

Watching his disciples die one by one, but unable to do anything, the old face of the Holy Soul Leader turned liver-colored, his teeth clenched, and his face was hideous.

He kept roaring and cursing, but to no avail.

When all the elders died, Jiang Chen waved his hand casually, and the Yinsha Commander raised the mountain-splitting axe high. With one axe, the body of the Holy Soul Leader exploded.

"You really deserve to die!!!"

His unwilling roar echoed in the air.

An eighth-level strongman fell.

But at this moment, Jiang Chen frowned suddenly, and Jiang Xiaochen, who was not far away, had the same reaction. They all looked at the place where the last elder of the Holy Soul Sect, who was also an old acquaintance, King You, fell.

There was a void fluctuation there just now, and a small shadow disappeared.

No wonder they didn't notice it.

The other party might have planned to escape in the previous battle and set up a void array in advance.

And he was very humble, and he didn't even think about using this array to escape when he was about to die, because he knew that he couldn't do it in front of King Chen.

He waited until he died, and the remaining consciousness hid in a shadow, trying his best to reduce his presence, and finally waited for an eighth-level to fall, when everyone's attention was attracted, and then he activated this extremely small void array.

"Haha, interesting."

Jiang Chen waved his hand to stop Jiang Xiaochen from chasing.

Since the other party was such a meticulous person, since he had decided to run early in the morning, it would probably take a lot of time to catch up. He came to establish his prestige, so there was no need to dwell on it.

At this time, a thunderous and peerless sword intent came from a distance.

Erlang stepped on strange steps, constantly dodging those terrifying sword auras, and brought Chen Ying back.

Seeing this, the old man with the butcher knife let out a long whistle and shouted, "Run!"

But it was too late. The leader of the Yinsha waved his hand, and a long spear flew out, directly piercing Chen Ying. Such a peerless evildoer was bloodied in the sea, and the hundreds of peerless sword auras hidden in his body also flew away like a withered flower.

"Ah!!!"

The old man with the butcher knife let out a heart-wrenching howl.

Jiang Chen was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see the old man's misery, so he waved his hand and let the leader of the Yinsha kill him.

The last Shura Sect Master was simply tortured to death by some ancient torture methods. After all, for a heartless person like him, only physical pain could make him scream.

At this point, the Holy Soul Sect Islands finally became ruins.

Zhou Tai and King Ping took away the ordinary people on it and sent them to various countries, while the bodies of the Holy Soul Sect and Dark Alliance disciples were hung on the island, including the butcher knife, the Shura Sect Master, and the Holy Soul Sect Master’s head.

And a large stainless steel, printed billboard.

One side was printed with the huge word "Jiuzhou".

The other side was a "Chen".