bite!

A crisp sound resounded, and the demon god of the Void Demon Clan looked at the two fingers in front of him.

The sword energy of the Demon Sword did not hurt a trace of Qin Jian's fingers. It tightly clamped the Demon Sword, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not twitch.

Is this still a finger that humans should have?

"Wave the sword at me, the biggest mistake you have made." Qin Jian shook his head and looked indifferent.

With a light flash of two fingers, a click, the demon sword broke into two pieces in the horrified eyes of the demon god of the Void Demon Clan.

With it, his faith is also broken.

This is the magic sword given to him by the Demon Lord, who has accompanied him for hundreds of years of battle, and during this period, he has drunk many blood from powerful people in the Divine Realm.

"Who are you?" The demon god of the Void Demon Clan realized that the horror of the young man in his early twenties was a wolf disguised as a sheep.

"Who am I? Even your demon lord has to kneel down to me when he sees me!" Qin Jian sneered.

"Say shameless!" The demon god of the Void Demon Clan said angrily.

Lord Demon God is the belief of the entire demon clan and cannot be humiliated.

A blow to the devil!

The demon god of the Void Demon Clan burst out the strongest attack, and the demonic energy on his body condensed into a huge demon phantom, hazy, and he himself merged with this phantom.

It was as if a real demon descended from the sky, suppressing Qin Jian with a violent and bloody aura.

Chih!

Qin Jian directly used the magic secret technique, and the power of the divine consciousness turned into a long sword and slashed out in an instant.

Hot and fierce!

The hazy demon figure was cut into two pieces, and the demon god of the Void Demon Clan fell from the void, and the demon blood was spilled.

"Master Demon God!" The surviving Void Demons shouted, full of grief and anger.

The Void Demon City trembled slightly, and a magic power burst out. It traveled through time and space, and wanted to escape, but was intercepted by Qin Jian, refining it instantly, and holding it in his palm.

In the Void Demon City as big as a palm, countless Void Demons looked at Qin Jian in horror.

"Great Demon Lord, please protect your people!" The tribe members of the Void Demon Clan wailed.

"Waste!" Ling Feng, who was fighting fiercely with the bronze coffin's weapon, turned his head and saw this scene, with a look of disdain on his face.

The weak are not qualified to receive his protection.

The Void Demons in the entire Void Demon City were in despair. Qin Jian's divine consciousness power slashed down. The Void Demons in the Void Demon City, the size of a palm, all became a ball of blood mist.

At this point, all the Void Demons in this ancient ruins have been destroyed!

Qin Jian put the Void Demon City into the space ring, intending to use it as a magic weapon to smash people.

In the entire ancient ruins, only Ling Feng's will and the spirit of the bronze coffin are fighting fiercely.

The power that burst out when the two collided emitted ripples, and the void of the shaking ancient ruins was twisting.

It even cracked and overflowed with void turbulence.

"Hahaha, do you think you still miss hundreds of years ago? Now I devour many of your tribe members, which are far stronger than before!" The bronze coffin spirit's face was full of ferocious face and laughed wildly.

There was a continuous flow of strength in the body of the three-year-old child.

Boom!

Endless resentment filled this ancient ruins, and countless evil spirits and ghosts appeared, roaring in the ancient ruins, and the yin energy was bursting.

The appearance of the bronze coffin spirit has also changed drastically.

From the appearance of a three-year-old child to a figure with a height of ten meters, blue-black skin, and two black horns.

At this moment, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky of the ancient ruins, and a stream of destructive power surged into the bronze coffin's spirit like a sea of ​​rivers.

It was like some kind of forbidden creature that came, and the white jade unicorn was so scared that she hid behind Qin Jian, full of fear.

Even Ling Feng's consciousness had a gloomy face.

The strength of the bronze coffin spirit has exceeded his imagination in these hundreds of years.

But the bronze coffin cannot be lost.

After taking a look at the bronze coffin, Ling Feng's eyes were filled with demonic energy, and a demon moon appeared.

Demonic Swallowing!

Ling Feng's body emitted a breath of devouring everything, and his palm raised to the sky, and suddenly the sky was dark and the wind blew.

A demon moon appeared in the sky and fell rapidly, surrounding Ling Feng's body.

The spirit of the bronze coffin raised his head and roared, and the two black horns on his head burst out from thunder and lightning, heading towards the sky.

With a loud bang, the sky thunder hangs on the two black horns, like Ling Feng pushing it hard.

Thunder struck out!

At the same time, the demon moon also hit the bronze coffin spirit.

boom!

A storm of smoke exploded, and the ancient ruins were filled with havoc.

If Qin Jian hadn't blocked the situation in front of this battle, Bai Yu Qilin and Ai Ke would have been torn to pieces long ago.

The storm dispersed, and the Demon Moon and the Heavenly Thunder had long been destroyed.

The bronze coffin spirit was hunched over with his ten-meter-high body, with bloodstains cracked on his body, and lowered his head and was breathing heavily.

On the other side, Ling Feng's will was half of his body broken, and the bones were stuck to the minced meat, which was extremely scary.

"Haha." The spirit of the bronze coffin laughed wildly at the sky.

He knew he won.

A snow of shame hundreds of years ago.

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "What a pity, my will is less than one percent of my body's strength, otherwise killing you will be just a matter of raising your hand."

"You said you could get involved in that bronze coffin. I advise you to give up on him."

"Hmph!" The bronze coffin's spirit was very upset. Two black horns pierced Ling Feng's body, and he pushed him hard, shattering his body into two pieces!

Among the entire ancient ruins, only the Qin sword and the bronze coffin spirit are left.

"Next, I want to see who you are." The spirit of the bronze coffin turned his head and looked at Qin Jian, with a grim smile on his lips.

He clearly remembered that at the beginning, when he was about to kill Qin Jian, the bronze coffin cut off his contact with him in a short moment.

He wants to see what trump card Qin Jian has?

"That evil disciple is right. The bronze coffin is not something you can touch." Qin Jian looked calm. The bronze coffin's spirit was completely invisible to his eyes. "You were just born with the bronze coffin that absorbed the blood of all spirits because of this bronze coffin. In a sense, you were just attached to the bronze coffin and were not the same as him."

"This bronze coffin will bring you a murderous disaster!"

"It's ridiculous!" The bronze coffin spirit sneered, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "I want to see, what kind of murder will I bring?"

"It's stubborn." Qin Jian shook his head.

Since the spirit of the bronze coffin could not listen to his words, no wonder Qin Jian did not leave him a way out.

After Ai Ke on the side listened to the conversation between the two, especially Qin Jian's words were calm and arrogant, which made her furious.

Oh My God!

Is this human warrior crazy or stupid?

I didn't see how the bronze coffin's spirit was killing all directions, and even the demon lord's will was killed by him.

In the face of such existence, you say such words. Isn’t this seeking death?
Chapter completed!