Jiang Chen's body stiffened and his spine felt chilly, as if something indescribable was stuck in his throat. If he was not careful, he would lose himself and be dragged into the abyss of his soul that would never be recovered.

It seemed as if what he was facing at this moment was not an enemy... but the cold universe.

At the same time, the cracked space did not close, revealing a bright starry night.

Withstanding the pressure, Jiang Chen looked up at the sky again.

Although Tian Mingye's demonic body only stretched out four hands, its infinitely extending long arms gave people the impression that there was a cosmic giant standing on the other side of the crack in space.

Could it be that the demon refers to the demon from outside the territory?

The columnar Blood Curtain Demon Realm began to shrink, and the four giant hands continued to reach down. The sad pressure rolled in the black mist, howling, and emitting indescribable demonic sounds.

Jiang Chen felt that Tian Mingye had completely lost his mind and that the devil had controlled his will.

He had to draw his sword and condense the Pure Yang Sword Qi on the sword body.

Instantly!

The blood curtain in the sky changes into extremely terrifying patterns and textures.

The four giant hands that reached down suddenly accelerated!

The five fingers of the four hands suddenly separated.

Each finger extends infinitely like a long arm, and the fingertips split into five new fingers!

So repeatedly divided and extended...

As the columnar blood curtain continues to shrink, the sad and demonic sound becomes sharper and crazier, emitting a joyful howl, like a strange battle prelude, tearing the listener's scalp.

The four arms are like tumorous branches, multiplying infinitely in the overture of the magic sound, and the darkness covers the sky and the sun!

Billions of endless white eyeballs emerged from the living flesh of each withered arm.

Because the arm extended too fast, the white eyeballs that protruded from the flesh fell off one after another.

It actually started raining in the sky.

What scene has Jiang Chen not seen before?

He has never seen this scene before!

Jiang Chen looked up, and the pupils of each fallen big eyeball were slightly dilated, staring at him as if facing thousands of dead souls.

Each big eyeball fell on the ground and pierced directly through the surface, as if falling into an endless abyss, leaving behind gloomy black holes that could not be seen to the end.

No matter whether the rain curtain fell or hit the ground, it didn't make a sound...

The Royal Beast Gate is eerily quiet.

At this moment, the only thing Jiang Chen could hear was the ever-changing magic sound.

The ever-proliferating arm segments quickly swallowed him up.

Jiang Chen had no time to hesitate any longer, so he flashed his body and used the superimposed power of resonance to step into the air and form a wave, forming a ripple that spread outwards and shook up the white-eye rain curtain.

Stepping in the air, standing alone in the center of the resonating ripples.

This kind of resonance technique consumes very much spiritual energy.

But there was no other way. He had to control his body in the rain and concentrate on using the resonance sword technique before his four hands extended to the ground.

He planted his feet in the center of the ripples, steadying his mind.

Then, he drew his sword and rushed into the jungle of withered hands.

The spiritual pressure of the Foundation Establishment Realm is combined with the power of resonance, and the sword blade is attached with pure Yang sword energy, and it runs rampant in the Withered Hand Jungle.

Brush brush brush——

The proliferating arms break off at the touch and quickly turn into dust and smoke.

His body is fused with pure Yang sword energy, resonating with the black mist overflowing with poisonous barriers, resonating with the dust and smoke left behind by a broken arm, and resonating with the structure of space, stacking force and acceleration step by step from bottom to top.

Facing the crazy demonic sound, Jiang Chen held his nerves, his eyes were like lightning, his body was like flowing light, and he created a passage in the infinitely proliferating forest of withered hands.

Jiang Chen's speed became faster and faster, cutting off withered arms all the way in front, piercing the darkness.

Finally, he broke out of the Withered Hand Jungle with one sword stroke!

The demonic sound suddenly stopped.

The curtain of blood stopped shrinking.

However, he did not see the four main arms.

Instead, Tian Mingye, who was covered in blood and had regained his will, looked at him coldly.

Dark, charming face, majestic and exposed bosom, slender arms, gorgeous robe...

It's all blood.

In the deep and beautiful eyes, there is only the indifference of looking down at all the souls.

Tian Mingye could see at a glance the demonic energy in his body and the pure Yang sword energy on the sword blade.

"Death, or becoming my furnace!"
Chapter completed!