Chapter Five Hundred and Fifteen: Zishou: If You Have The Ability, Target Me, Yuan Someone
Chapter 515: If you have the ability, you will target me, Yuan
"Zhu Xian Sword Formation!"
The golden thread flashed in Zishou's eyes, and the eight innate swords in his lungs turned into an intermediate-level Zhuxian sword formation. In an instant, the sword shadows flashed everywhere, and the sword intent was scattered!
In the initial system records, the intermediate Zhuxian Sword Formation can kill the quasi-saint.
But under the urging of the second-turn Hunyuan cultivation, the power is definitely far more than that!
The gluttonous monarch showed a look of shock and anger, and countless demonic energy surged from his body to turn into a barrier, resisting the Zhuxian Sword Formation with all his strength.
"Ping Ping Pong!"
As if it had broken the glass, the space in front of him turned into pieces of fragments under the destruction of the sword energy. The demonic energy on the gluttonous monarch was directly dispersed by the sword intent, and then blood rushes out!
The glutton monarch screamed and took seven or eight steps back. The entire mountain was almost collapsed by him.
The glutton was covered in blood and bones were seen in the wound. However, the second turn of Hunyuan is the second turn of Hunyuan after all, and it is difficult for an intermediate level Zhuxian sword formation to kill it.
The glutton monarch opened his mouth and sucked it directly activated the law of devouring. The terrifying suction force directly sucked countless flying stones in this world!
Fairy Yunxiao, Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, and Jiang Qian could not resist at all, so they flew directly into his mouth!
Zishou jumped out, showed three heads and eight arms, and grabbed Yunxiao with three hands, Huo Ling, Jiang Qian and shouted: "Zheng!"
With his right hand, he threw the Chaos Bell out and suppressed the three of them under the Chaos Bell!
The Chaos Bell has its own method. Under the guard of the Chaos Bell, Fairy Yunxiao, Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, and Jiang Qian are finally not sucked away!
The glutton's eyes flashed with a ferocious light, and his bloody mouth seemed to be enough to swallow the sky. At the same time, his stomach made a sound: "Who are you? Why do you have this sword formation?"
The son was standing firmly with both feet, but under the terrifying devouring power of the glutton, he actually moved to him step by step!
"We are all second-turn Hunyuan. Although the cultivation level of the glutton monarch is one step higher than that of me, the magic weapon is enough to level this distance."
Zishou stretched out his hand and shouted, "The sword formation appears!"
The eight long swords suddenly appeared around the gluttonous monarch and turned into a sword formation and slashed towards him!
However, the gluttony monarch stretched out his hands, and the demonic energy turned into a barrier, which actually blocked the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
"Dare to break into my underground, I will swallow you!" A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the gluttonous monarch, and the swallowing power in his mouth became even more intense!
"Can't my devouring law swallow a Hunyuan?"
With a "buzzing" sound, spider-like cracks began to appear on it!
Zishou's body slowly moved towards the gluttony monarch, and suddenly, the true energy on his body actually flowed out of his pores frantically!
Zishou's eyes widened!
His face was filled with horror!
This gluttonous monarch can even swallow his true energy!
It is also the second turn of Hunyuan, but the devouring rule of the glutton monarch can seize other people's true energy out of thin air.
"When I swallow you, I will go to the Demon Lord again. The Taoist sect actually invades hell. This time hell will definitely appear!"
The glutton sneered and exerted force again, and the devouring law was activated to the extreme!
The eight swords of the innate nature stopped in the air, buzzing and trembling!
The cracks on the Chaos Bell were dense and they actually started to ring like a wail.
If this continues, the Chaos Bell will definitely be sucked into pieces by the gluttonous monarch!
And Zishou also moved five or six feet towards the gluttony.
A ruthless look flashed in Zishou's eyes: "Suck, I'll suck this for you!"
He directly mobilized the glass ghost fire in his body and spurted it out of his mouth!
This glazed ghost fire has now turned into bright black, and there are actually scattered power of destruction on it, but it is obtained from the black lotus of destruction!
Although the last time the two twelve-grade black lotus of the world were refined by Nuwa, a large amount of world-destroying fire remained in the child receptor and was swallowed by the glass ghost fire.
The glazed ghost fire that swallowed the world-destroying fire is no longer as hot as usual! An ordinary small strand can easily kill the peak of the quasi-saint.
To be more precise, the Glazed Ghost Fire today should be called the World-Destroying Ghost Fire!
Just as Zi was spraying out the world-destroying ghost fire, he gluttonously ate in the monarch's belly. With Fei Zhong's command, the powerful people of the Demon Sect simultaneously used the Samadhi True Fire and burned some dry clothes.
As the clothes were burned, a large amount of poisonous smoke rushed upwards.
If it is normal, let alone Li Siyou and others fanning the flames in the belly of the monarch, even if they eat hot pot, they can extinguish the monarch with just a sip of water.
However, at this moment, the glutton is trying hard to fight against Zishou, so how can I deal with the ants in my stomach?
A mouthful of poisonous smoke suddenly choked on it, the glutton's throat was so itchy that he coughed violently.
If an ordinary strong man fights, a little negligence will lead to great defeat and death, let alone the battle between the second turn of Hunyuan!
With this cough, the true energy was stagnant, and the power of the devouring law was slightly weakened. At the same time, the Zi was mobilized to destroy the world and directly rushed into the mouth of the glutton!
The glutton's eyes widened, his face was filled with horror and confusion, and he shouted, "The Emperor..."
With this speech, black ghost fire gushed out from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears!
"God-killing Gun!"
Zishou reached out and grabbed the God-killing spear, and the terrifying killing aura was instantly destroyed, destroying all the vitality of the glutton!
At the same time, the Qinglian Sword swung out and chopped off the binge-eating head!
The World-Destroying Ghost Fire instantly burned the glutton's head into a skull!
"boom!"
Hell shock!
The demonic energy surged in the air, and the sound of sorrow and joy actually sounded.
Countless demons of hell fell to the ground, trembling.
As one of the eight monarchs of hell, the monarch of glutton fell, and the hell actually sounded sorrow and joy!
"No soul, no soul?" Zi frowned. Can the demons in hell cultivate the soul like people in practice?
If it were Hunyuan in the prehistoric world, even if it was killed, the soul would still escape.
But the glutton is obviously not even the soul.
"Boom!"
At this moment, dark clouds gathered in the sky and slowly turned into a huge skull!
The skull emitted a terrifying aura far above the son's back, which made people thrilled!
"What a courage! Who killed the gluttony monarch in hell!" An angry voice suddenly rang out of the skull's mouth.
Zishou grabbed the God-killing Spear, looked up at the skull, and said, "It's me! Are you the monarch of hell Duma?"
The skull said angrily: "Who are you? I have the kind of telling me your name!"
Zishou said, "Hmph! Why don't you dare? I will not change my surname or name, Yuan Hong! Duma, if you have the ability, come and kill me, Mr. Yuan! It's better to do it yourself and send other monarchs.
It’s okay to come, and you can just curse the Spirit Treasure! If you can’t kill me, Mr. Yuan, you will be the son of a turtle!”
"Okay, okay, okay! Yuan Hong, right? I remember you." The skull laughed furiously, and the skull transformed from black smoke gradually dissipated!
Zishou has no expression on his face and no turmoil in his heart. Remember Yuan Hong, what does it have to do with my son?