Volume 8 Across the World

Chapter 958: Resisting Great Power

Soon, Yao Ze's eyes calmed down, in the face of a god power, he must not mess up first, not to mention that this person's attack was not as terrifying as he imagined.

"Hehe, Daoyou really surprised the old man......" The middle-aged monk touched his sparse beard unhurriedly and took a few steps closer to the front.

Yao Ze's eyes condensed slightly, he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, as soon as he raised his left hand, a dark ruler came out of his hand, and appeared above the person's head in a flash, the black ruler was shining, the runes were wandering, and the black light was flickering.

"Daoist friends really want to do it?" The middle-aged monk seemed to be a little surprised, and what he said sounded like a big man from the Holy Realm, to put it bluntly, it was just a wisp of remnant soul, reborn and wanted to survive in the Nether.

Yao Ze ignored it, his right hand casually moved forward a little, and the eight magic rulers shook slightly, and suddenly eight strange-shaped demon beasts appeared, looming in the black mist, and revolving around the person.

At the same time, his left hand pinched the trick, and the sleeve of his right hand shook, a black lightning flashed and disappeared, and a sinister aura instantly diffused, and with the urging of the spell, the lightning appeared above the person's head in the blink of an eye, and unceremoniously slashed down with a sword.

In the face of a god power, Yao Ze did not spare the slightest hand, and as soon as he came up, he used the "Piercing the Sky" in the three styles of true martial arts! At the beginning, this style could easily kill a late-stage demon general from the Demon Realm, after all these years of exploration, the power of the "Piercing Heaven" was even more powerful than before, and he was full of expectations for this style.

The middle-aged monk's sparse eyebrows furrowed, as if he was very uncomfortable with this suffocating weirdness, his thin hands rubbed slightly, and a cyan lotus flower appeared out of thin air, with a flash of spiritual light on it, trembling slightly, and he headed towards the Holy Evil Sword.

For a demon general, even if it was a late-stage demon general, he felt that there was no need to use treasures, so he directly used spiritual power to condense Qinglian and trap the other party.

As for the Eight Demon Rulers above his head, his eyes flickered, revealing a trace of greed, and he also saw that this ruler was actually a good and superb magic treasure, and at that moment, his right hand was raised suddenly, and a thin palm shaped like a ghost claw was held in the void, and a big cyan hand flashed out in mid-air, and he snatched it towards the Eight Demon Rulers.

"Zla!"

It seemed that the cloth silk met the sharp blade, and the green lotus condensed by spiritual power did not block it at all, and directly split into two and scattered, while the black lightning slashed down unceremoniously.

"Ahh

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud sound came out, and the demonic qi in the canyon seemed to be frightened, sweeping in all directions, and the entire space seemed to be twisted and deformed, with bursts of ripples wrapped in demonic energy, violently shaking.

The red figure took a few steps back with the demonic qi, stretched out his hand to recall the cyan Fang Ding, looking at the long sword with scorching black light and strong cold air, the shock on his face could not be concealed at all!

The eight magic rulers above only shook slightly, and the eight strange demon beasts let out a silent roar at the same time, their bodies flashed at the same time, and the big cyan hands were like cold ice meeting the sun, and they had not yet fallen, and the sound of "snorting" collapsed and disintegrated.

"Okay, okay, Daoist friend surprised me......" Holding the little ding in his left hand, the middle-aged monk's face was no longer calm and affectionate, but suddenly gloomy.

Yao Ze stretched out his hand to recall the Holy Evil Sword, there was no sadness or joy on his face, but his heart moved, the big cyan hand and the green lotus were obviously gathered by the other party's spiritual power, but the feeling he gave himself was not as terrifying as he imagined, could it be that these demonic qi were suppressed too much, or did this person not use all his strength?

However, these thoughts only flashed, and his gaze fell on the cyan Fang Ding in the other party's hand.

Fang Ding was no more than an inch in size, surrounded by inexplicable runes, and among the countless floating clouds, a divine beast was entrenched in it, and its appearance looked extremely simple.

Yao Ze's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that the divine beast was depicted in detail, with big eyes and round eyes, huge fangs, and two tails dragging behind him, and the surrounding area was carved with cloud pattern thunder ornaments, and the ground was mysterious and fierce.

The aura coming from this Fang Ding was depressing, it must be a treasure, Yao Ze let out a breath, and then looked at the power of the god.

The middle-aged monk's face changed, originally he still wanted to see clearly what means the other party had, and finally cast a thunderous blow, but he didn't expect to almost suffer a big loss, but now it seems that the three big monks are gone, it should be related to this person.

"Hehe, since Daoyou is so self-conscious, the old man will tell you that even the great demon of the Holy Realm will come here, so you have to be careful!" With the laughter, the figure disappeared strangely.

Yao Ze also had a little headache about this person's extremely fast speed, his hands were pointed forward, ready to tear the space again, but he didn't expect his body to stagnate, and he found that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and a restraining force pressed him tightly.

"Space Confinement!"

Yao Ze was taken aback, and secretly cursed in his heart, this person was really cunning, and he seemed to be hidden, but in fact, he had cast the space confinement spell first.

Sure enough, the red figure shook again and reappeared in place, with a hint of smugness on his face.

Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people, and this is true everywhere.

With a smile on his face, he stepped forward and took two steps, waving the sleeve of his robe in his right hand, and a blue rainbow flashed towards Yao Ze's head.

Yao Ze secretly screamed that it was a pity, originally he wanted to lead this person closer and calculate it, but he didn't expect this avatar to be so cautious and attack with a flying sword so far away. If it is an ordinary monk who is imprisoned and restrained by this space, he can only be captured, but his body is refined by the Red Phoenix Crystal, and the "Nine Transformations Creation Sutra" has been cultivated to the sixth layer, and his spiritual power is far beyond that of ordinary great monks.

His body shook continuously, and those confinements were gone, and Qinghong had flown in front of him in the blink of an eye, and his right fist met it without hesitation.

With a "bang", Qinghong flew upside down faster than when she came, and the middle-aged monk's face changed suddenly.

It seems that when he first came to this human realm, his cultivation was at least above the demon king, and he was even a saint and a real person!

If you catch this person, maybe there is a secret way to prolong life!

At this time, the ancestor of the Demon Flame View was overjoyed in his heart, a saint true person, how many unimaginable secret techniques would there be, as for what demon dragon essence blood and Dao inheritance were all left behind!

Yao Ze stood still and looked at the middle-aged monk, but he felt that his eyes seemed to show fanaticism, and he couldn't help but shudder when he looked at himself as if he had seen a treasure.

Without waiting for him to think about anything more, the middle-aged monk laughed wildly, and a blood spear with a length of a foot spun "dripping" above his head, and the demonic qi in the canyon was stirred up like a dark cloud enveloping the blood spear.

The next moment, a bloody Jiao poked its head out of the dark clouds, flew to the top of Yao Ze's head in a flash, and bit it down fiercely.

Yao Ze didn't face it directly, but chose to flash his body and dodge it, and the blood Jiao was so excited that he swung his tail and chased after it.

The means of transforming the power of the gods must be more than this, the middle-aged monk sneered, his right hand flipped over, and raised it casually, a golden vial flew into the air, with the movement of his fingers, a puff of green smoke came out, and a desolate breath began to spread all around, accompanied by a huge roar that shook the mountains and resounded through the valley, and in the blink of an eye, a giant ape with green faces and fangs appeared in the air.

I saw that this giant ape was very high, and as soon as he came out, two giant hands slammed his chest, and his huge eyes like copper bells stared at Yao Ze.

"Monchi!"

Yao Ze flashed sharply, and at the same time his pupils shrank, when the body was in the Lingxi Continent and Fei Yiwu's cheap daddy duel, the other party released a Mengqi giant ape, although it was much bigger than the one in front of him, but this whole body was more solid, and the cyan hair was all over the place.

Meng Qi has the blood of the ancient divine beast Bimeng, his divine power is invincible, and the roar forms an attack on the divine consciousness, and it has been extinct in this cultivation realm for countless years, I didn't expect this avatar power to have one, and it seems that it is definitely not a remnant soul.

As the middle-aged monk's fingers pinched, the two fierce beasts blocked Yao Ze one after the other.

"Hehe, don't be polite, when you come to the Demon Flame Temple, the old man will definitely entertain you carefully......" The middle-aged monk looked proud, and began to think in his heart whether to capture this person alive or directly extract the soul.

Yao Ze stood up expressionlessly, watching the two fierce beasts pounce straight over, his hands continuously formed complicated handprints, and at the same time, there was a low groan in his mouth, and a pitch-black ball of light appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the next moment, there was a loud "bang", and the pitch-black light burst suddenly.

The temperature in the space dropped a lot rapidly, and countless small ice sculpture snakes with a length of feet circled in the black mist, divided into two waves, one in front of the other, and met the fierce beast one after the other.

These ice sculpture snakes are the spells he got from the elder surnamed Chen when he rescued the spider, and named them Spirit Ice Snakes, and they used their own power, the power must be extraordinary, not only each little snake is transformed by demonic energy, but also has a trace of divine consciousness attached to it, with the change of gestures, the magic in the mouth is obscure, and countless small snakes have shown their fangs, surrounding the two fierce beasts for a while.

When the middle-aged monk saw this scene, his face changed, and his hands pinched more urgently, and the two of them actually cast spells at the same time, and the canyon also became weird.

The giant ape was tightly entangled by countless small snakes, roaring repeatedly, and the huge palm waved, and the small snakes turned into powder and dissipated, but more small snakes flew out of the black mist, seemingly endless.

The other blood-colored spear turned into a blood Jiao was also fierce and abnormal, with a huge mouth, dozens of small snakes were all sucked into the mouth, their fangs flashing, and they actually chewed up.

Yao Ze sneered, and the chant in his mouth suddenly rushed and abnormal, "Bang, bang, bang......"

There was a loud bang, and all the ice sculpture snakes exploded at the same time, and the middle-aged monk who was casting spells turned pale, and in shock, he hurriedly waved his robe, and the two fierce beasts retreated sharply, but they were wrapped in countless small snakes and exploded, how could they just leave?

The blood Jiao whimpered, turned into a blood-colored spear again, and flew back slowly, the middle-aged monk took a look, he was furious, the treasure was full of potholes and pits, and the damage was serious, and it was necessary to say whether it could be recovered.