Chapter 117

Every time the demon phase was blasted, the large amount of golden divine power, like a flame, burned the demonic qi above.

Although, the demonic qi that is burned every time is not much compared to the huge body of the demon.

But dozens and hundreds of bombardments.

Gather sand into a tower.

Drop stone wears!

In the end, it also made the demon phase more and more weak, even if there was more demonic energy, it couldn't withstand such consumption, although the divine power of the vajra phase was also lost, but its loss was far less than that of the demon phase.

Under the trade-off.

The more you fight, the more courageous you become.

Suddenly burst out and crossed the sky.

A pestle slammed into the demon's head, bang!

The demon's head exploded out of thin air.

The Vajra Law Phase, soaring into the sky, two big feet slammed on the shoulders of the demon phase, boom!

The huge demon phase was trampled to the ground by the vajra phase.

He stepped on the demon's body, grabbed its two arms, roared wildly, and pulled the two demon arms like Optimus Pillars alive.

The Vajra Law Xiang flipped his body, grabbed the two legs of the demon again, and tore off the demon's legs.

The demon who had lost his head, arms, and legs fell to the ground, and the demonic energy rolled, and there were bursts of howls, struggling frantically, as if they were about to condense again.

But how could the Vajra Dharma give him a chance.

Picked up the demon pestle and smashed it madly into the demon's huge body like a mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunder roars constantly!

Every time the demon's huge body was smashed, it sank into a minute, and dozens or hundreds of pestles were smashed, and the demon's body became more and more flattened, as if it was compressed to the limit of the ball, bang!

A cracking sound that shook the heavens and the earth came, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Ghost Yan Mountain seemed to be about to collapse.

Countless demonic qi surged around, and there were bursts of wails from among them.

It seems that the ancestors of countless black-scaled sects are roaring unwillingly.

In the black air that overflowed the sky, a figure rolled out.

It was the master of the Black Scale Gate.

I saw that his robe was torn, his hair was scattered, and his seven orifices were bleeding, revealing his true face, he was a middle-aged man who was extremely elegant, who would have thought that the rumored terrifying and bloodthirsty black-scaled master was actually like a scholar, if he put on a pair of glasses, and said that he was a university professor, some people would believe it.

At this time, Cang Ming looked incredulous.

"How could I be defeated!

He has blessed the power of the ancestors of the Black Scale Sect in the past dynasties, in Ghost Yan Mountain, he is the embodiment of undefeated, even if he is the first in the dragon list, he has the confidence to fight, but he is defeated, and he is completely defeated.

Countless wails came from the void.

It seems to be the unwilling swan song of the ancestors of the Black Scale Gate, and he angrily reprimands.

As if cursing the incompetence of the firmament.

Defeated!

Their last will to remain in this world will also be gone.

Long Xiaoshan was unhappy and unreprimanded, urging the Faxiang, opening the eye of the sky, and boom, a golden flame swept out, sweeping through the Liuhe Eight Desolations, burning and wiping out all the countless remnants of resentment in the sky.

Immediately, the Vajra Dharma Phase, raised his big feet, as if crushing a fly, and stepped towards the true body of Cang Ming.

Bang!

The void shook.

Cang Ming felt the terrifying power of the oppression, the golden feet fell from the sky like a sacred mountain, his eyes widened, at that moment, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, poof!

The body turned into a mist of blood.

Bang!

The golden foot stepped on it, and the ground immediately collapsed into a huge footprint several meters long.

A stream of blood light sliced through the void in an instant.

Well!

I actually ran away!

The law phase was integrated into Long Xiaoshan's divine soul, and now it was Long Xiaoshan, he immediately sensed that the Cangying Blood had escaped, and immediately turned around, and with a palm in the air, a huge golden palm print, across the void, caught up with the blood shadow of the Cangying incarnation at a faster speed.

Bang!

The golden palm print chased behind Cang Ming, and he saw that he was about to suppress Cang Ming with one palm.

Cang Ming screamed: "Ancestor, save me quickly!"

Suddenly, a golden blood shadow rushed out from the Ghost Yan Mountain, faster than lightning, and the latter came first, slamming into the golden palm print, bang!

The golden palm print was actually torn apart.

The golden figure also stood out of thin air, grasping Cang Ming in his hand.

He was covered in golden scales, his eyes were extremely black, and the terrifying corpse aura surrounded him, and even the air seemed to be corroded to a foul smell.

"Thank you, Ancestor. "Cang Ming escaped death, panting and panting.

"It's good to say, since the ancestor promised you, how could you not believe in your words, your injury is not light, first eat the ancestor's life and creation pill, and the injury will recover immediately. The ghost god took out a blood-red pill and handed it to Cang Ming.

"Life and Creation. ”

Cang Ming's eyes lit up, and when he looked closely, it was exactly the same as the Life Creation Pill recorded in the sect's secret book.

This is a lost elixir, it is really the ghost and the real person who commanded the demon gate back then, and even this kind of elixir can be refined, although Cang Ming has a trace of doubts, but at this time he can't take care of a lot, he is seriously injured, and now the danger of destroying the door is current, where can he still look forward and backward, and immediately grab the living and creating pill and swallow it.

As soon as the pill is in the stomach.

Immediately, a powerful and incredible force poured out, not only did Cang Ming recover from his injuries, but that power still continued to pour out, making his momentum rise day by day, and even far surpassed his peak state.

He clenched his fist, blood was shining on it, and he hissed: "It's so strong, I feel stronger than ever, Ancestor, can this Life Creation Pill still improve your cultivation?"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the ghost immortal real person, and he said lightly: "Of course, the Life Creation Pill is the Ghost Dao Saint Pill, and after my improvement, it is enough for you to upgrade to a level, but you are originally a ninth-order great spirit master, so it is impossible for you to break through the innate nature, but the ninth-order peak is still no problem." ”

"Too ...... Awesome!"

A hint of red flashed in Cang Ming's eyes, he turned his head and stared at Long Xiaoshan deadly, and his originally elegant face became extremely hideous.

"You've come here. ”

Seeing the ghost and the real person, Long Xiaoshan did not have any surprises, before he came, he had calculated that the ghost would go to the Black Scale Gate, because the old way that revived the ghost was the person from the Black Scale Gate.

So it's not surprising that he's here.

It's just that I didn't expect this guy to appear until now, and he can really calm down.

The ghost and the real person had a bright light in his eyes, and said coldly: "Boy, the ancestor will kill you today." ”

Long Xiaoshan sneered: "Ghost Immortal, how does my divine light taste?"

Hearing Long Xiaoshan's words, black tendons emerged around the eyes of the ghost, becoming more and more hideous and ferocious, he has always been rampant in his previous life and this life, except for the big loss in the hands of those bull noses in Kunlun, there is only Long Xiaoshan left.

Even the hatred for Long Xiaoshan is not inferior to those bull noses.