Chapter 1945                                                      

"This is mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge magic hand grabbed Jiang Du and the other two.

The terrifying power boils, giving people a sense of suffocation and oppression.

"Luo Mo, you are really not afraid of death!"

The other man shouted angrily, and a huge demon-subduing pestle hit the sky and hit Jiang Du and the other two.

Jiang Du?

?

?

No, you two are not fighting, why do you meet us? No one is fighting, they are all hitting me?

"Back!"

These two people were very strong, and a strong sense of crisis emerged in Jiang Du's heart, but because of this, he began to become excited.

The Eternal God and Bai Ding retreated.

The next battle is not something they can participate in. It’s okay if the immortal Lord is close. If Bai Ding gets close, he may be able to tear him to pieces just by the aftermath.

"Infinite Change!"

Jiang Duyi growled.

It was like a little sparks burst into the ocean made of gasoline.

The flames evaporated in an instant.

Jiang Du's body began to grow bigger, and the terrifying aura formed a thick and dense storm.

Double!

double!

three times!

...

It increased seven times in one breath and reached a limit, and then Jiang Du took action.

He didn't use a sword, he just clenched his fists.

"roll!"

The roar shook the four fields, and Jiang Du's fists bravely faced the two attacks.

As two dull collision sounds sounded, the terrifying aftermath spread wildly in all directions with the collision point as the center.

Two muffled groans were made at the same time, and the demon-subduing pestle was trembling. The demon claw was hit in the palm of his palm, and the bones of his hand were forcibly broken by this punch.

The two figures retreated suddenly.

A bald monk tried hard to hold the demon-subduing pestle in his palm. The demon-subduing pestle was still trembling constantly. His arm muscles were bulging, blue veins were rising, and a blood red appeared on his face.

The man with long black hair looked much miserable, and half of his palm was twisted.

The two looked at Jiang Du, shocked and suspicious.

"Hahaha, come on, continue!"

Jiang Du felt the power in his body burst out instantly. The feeling of thrillingness was something Jiang Du hadn't experienced for a long time.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, I think this is a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstood your uncle, come and fight!"

Jiang Du wouldn't talk so much nonsense to the two of them, as if the two of them didn't say much to him just now.

He attacked both of them alone at the same time.

Still without a sword, his fists clenched tightly, and his fists were like bulls, and they smashed them towards them.

The terrifying power turned into a fist shadow, crossing the space in an instant, and appeared in front of the two of them at the same time.

"Bang!"

The demon-subduing pestle hit the fist shadow and wailed.

A wisp of blood flowed out of the monk's mouth, and purple patterns quickly appeared on his body, turning into a demon monk.

The long-haired demon slapped thousands of palms one after another, constantly resolving the power contained in Jiang Du's punch.

However, before he could resolve the power of this fist, Jiang Du had already arrived in front of him.

"One punch!"

"boom!"

The devil was blew blood from the hammer's mouth, and his arms were twisted to resist.

Jiang Du's power and speed reached a peak state at this time.

The monk roared, and an infinite dark light burst out on his body, and a swastika even appeared on his eyebrows.

"Bold evil beast, great power to conquer demons!"

The demon-subduing pestle paused hard, and strange runes quickly flew around the monk's body.

Runes also appeared around Jiang Du's body, and a feeling of locking surged in his heart.

"boom!"

There seemed to be a thunder roar in the sky.

A huge figure emerged, which was like a Buddha, and he also held the demon-subduing pestle.

Jiang Du's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he appeared again, he had already come to the devil, stretched out his palm and grabbed it directly.

The devil was shocked, and countless purple claws grew on his body, and he grabbed Jiang Du frantically.

But Jiang Du didn't care at all. He forced his palm to grab the devil's arm, and his other palm grabbed the flesh and blood around his waist.

"Puff puff puff!"

Hundreds of purple bone claws attempted to penetrate Jiang Du's body, but after touching Jiang Du's skin, they were shocked to find that he had not broken Jiang Du's defense!

"rise!"

Jiang Du let out a low growl.

He forced the devil's body to rise above his head.

In the sky, the huge Buddha waved the demon-subduing pestle and stabbed Jiang Du hard.

The devil's face was facing upwards, and his face changed wildly as the huge demon-subduing pestle descended.

"No!"

He let out a scream, struggling desperately, trying to leave Jiang Du's control.

Jiang Du's face was ferocious, and his whole body was squeezing towards the devil. The two were colliding with a breathtaking power.

"Crack..."

Jiang Du's power was crushing the devil with injuries.

The devil's body seemed to be an explosion-proof membrane, constantly making small explosions.

His face turned red and his mouth was roaring.

After all, I didn't struggle to get out.

The huge purple demon-subduing pestle fell from the sky and hit the demon fiercely and violently.

"boom!"

The devil was forcibly smashed, and at the same time, the terrible power attached to the demon-subduing pestle was suppressing Jiang Du's fall.

The River Styx is also a normal world.

In the normal world, there are floating continents.

There is even a huge city, where Jiang Du is located is the core of a field, so there is a huge land.

However, as the terrifying demon-subduing pestle suppressed Jiang Du's descending, Jiang Du's feet fell on the earth.

At that moment, an unprecedented roar rang out.

The entire continent suffered unimaginable terrifying power, and the soil was transformed into a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun, and everything was shattering.

The continent in the Styx is still very stable and hard, but even so, it still cannot withstand such terrible power.

The monk looked at the noisy dust and his eyes glowed with purple light.

Soon, his face changed again, and without thinking, his figure turned into a stream of light and was about to escape.

"I can't escape!"
To be continued...