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Chapter 882 The monster in the painting

He Yuanji was stunned by those monks who joined forces to attack, but he could only do this. More than a dozen golden lights gathered above his head, and a golden light group emerged like a scorching sun, and as soon as it appeared,

It quickly fell down.≧网

He Yuanji only felt his whole body condensed. He didn't even have the strength to escape. He only had regrets in his mind. He regretted that his cultivation was not enough and he could not display the true power of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword. Otherwise, he would not have ended up like this.

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The light finally fell, and He Yuanji didn't feel any pain. Perhaps because it was too fast, the painful feeling disappeared immediately before it appeared. In the last moment, time seemed to slow down extremely, and something happened in his mind.

Many things emerged, some that he had always missed, and some that had been buried for thousands of years, and he even thought he had forgotten them.

"The joy of parents discovering that they have outstanding talent in cultivation, the pride of being accepted as a disciple by the sect's founder, the senior sister they have admired for many years finally becomes their Taoist companion, the excitement of achieving Nascent Soul, the helplessness of the loved one who finally runs out of life, and the accidental death

The level of spiritual energy and wind..."

He Yuanji discovered that his own voice reappeared in an instant, but finally disappeared again, disappearing completely with himself.

As soon as He Yuanji died, the balance he had barely maintained was completely broken. Yuan Dao was suddenly besieged by five people. He who could barely maintain an undefeated situation fell into passivity in an instant.

Looking at all this, Yuan Ji naturally understood that the situation in front of him was getting more and more dangerous, but he himself could not do anything to help.

Just when he was extremely anxious, subtle changes occurred in the entire battlefield. The sand puppets that had been standing in front finally reached this time, and their soul power began to be gradually exhausted. After all, the tens of thousands of monsters were stronger than the puppets.

The soldiers are much worse. Although they have the help of Water Dragon Rampage, they are flesh and blood after all. Compared with the tirelessness of the puppet soldiers, they finally don’t have the same momentum as before. After falling into the melee, they are no longer the opponent of the puppet soldiers.

More and more puppet warriors broke through the defense line and approached the Tianyuan City. At this time, all the elites suddenly appeared in Tianyuan City. Almost half of the human monks formed dozens of huge magic circles. In each of their magic circles,

The people all advance and retreat together, and when they take action, they must attack together, just like the Tianyi Sect's three hundred and sixty disciples of the Golden Core stage and above formed the Ten Thousand Methods Return Formation, and they all attack at the same time, especially against the monks of the Transformation God stage.

A kind of threat, those puppet warriors who rushed up were no match for this combined attack technique, and a large number of them were crushed in a matter of seconds.

The three demon cultivators have seen this situation, and even guessed that this is probably the last resort for Tianyuan City. Although the power is not small, if they can break through a little and break the magic circle, then most of these

The array formed by the Golden Core cultivators is no match for the remaining thousands of puppet warriors.

After seeing the situation clearly, Jiang Liu finally decided to use that thing. Although he was a little reluctant, there was no other way.

In the current situation, Yuan Ji is trapped by Lin Haoming, and Li Tianze alone has the strongest monks in this world. Although he can suppress his opponents, it is difficult to escape. Only his own situation is slightly better, and Feng Ji

The flame clone, after being consumed for so long, was obviously much weaker than at the beginning. Although the human female cultivator was not weak in strength and the lantern magic weapon in her hand was extremely mysterious, after all, she was still a little worse than herself. In the end,

It will still be beneficial to you if you continue to waste it, but if you want to escape, the opponent will definitely pursue you fiercely, so it doesn't make much sense.

At this point, Jiang Liu didn't hesitate anymore. The wrist storage bracelet flashed with light and revealed a scroll. Then he pointed at it and the scroll opened instantly.

Zhuo Nishang was also surprised by the sudden appearance of such a scroll. He looked intently and saw that on the scroll, there was a demon with a figure similar to that of a human, but with a ferocious face and four arms.

Seeing what was on the scroll clearly, Zhuo Nishang subconsciously felt something was wrong, but Jiang Liu didn't pay attention to the other party. After offering the scroll, he immediately raised his hand, and two of his green fingers were broken off, and directly

It flew to the scroll.

Then an unimaginable scene appeared. The monster in the scroll came to life silently at this moment, and opened his mouth to suck the two fingers into his mouth, and then started chewing.

"Not good!" Seeing this scene, Zhuo Nishang felt a little cold subconsciously, but she was powerless to stop all this. She knew very well that she and the clone of the Holy Lord summoned by Zhang Shenghe could only stop it if they joined forces.

The upper realm demon cultivator in front of me has only been here for a while. Once the time to maintain the clone is up, then I have no choice but to escape quickly, otherwise I will just become the dead soul of the upper realm demon cultivator in front of me.

As the monster swallowed its finger, a burst of black energy quickly emerged from the scroll. After Jiang Liu saw it, he immediately pointed at it, and the black energy wrapped the scroll and immediately headed towards Tianyuan City.

Zhuo Nishang wanted to stop him, but when Jiang Liu took action, he flapped his feather fan several times in succession, and countless cold air instantly condensed into ice spears, rushing toward her.

When Zhuo Nishang saw this, he could only point at the colorful sky lanterns and let the five-colored flames wrap himself around these ice spears.

Without any obstruction, the scroll instantly flew to the monks and puppet warriors who were mixed together outside Tianyuan City. Immediately afterwards, black energy exploded, and a terrifying monster with a body length of more than a hundred feet appeared on the battlefield.

This monster has long black hair all over its body. It looks like the one seen in Zhuo Nishang's paintings. It has a human shape but has four arms.

Although the monster looks like a human, its head is particularly ferocious and terrifying. Although the two heads look similar, their eyes are one blue and one red, making them look particularly strange.

The monster had just appeared, and it immediately laughed like a human being, and then suddenly there was a black flame in the palms of the big furry hands around it.

As soon as this monster appeared, all the monks present realized that it was a threat. Several Yuanying monks who were quite discerning immediately commanded the formation and attacked the monster together.

Suddenly, several terrifying attacks struck almost at the same time, but the monster didn't pay attention at all, and just threw out the black magic flame in its big furry hand.

"boom……"

Continuous loud noises were heard, and the demonic flames instantly blocked the attack. As they blocked it, they also exploded. Countless demonic flames instantly turned into a terrifying rain of demonic flames and fell towards the heads of the human monks. (

To be continued.) 8


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