The Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar is an evil soldier handed down from ancient times, and its body is made of the flesh of a generation of demon lords in ancient times.

And the Demon Venerable, who was once the great enemy of the human emperor, his strength was not much weaker than that of the Dan Sheng, in ancient times, but he pardoned the famous murderer, and the demon flame was monstrous.

After his death, his flesh and bones were refined into the Sky Devouring Demon Jar, so that this weapon caused a bloody storm since it was born.

This is a real killing weapon, and it is called the Sky Devouring Demon Jar because this Demon Jar has a terrifying devouring power.

The originally tiny tank suddenly turned into a huge body of dozens of miles, like a star falling down, pressing down on Ye Leng, accompanied by a devouring force that seemed to be able to devour everything in the world, making Ye Leng feel huge pressure in an instant.

Even, the whirlpool he created with the Six Reincarnation Fists was greatly affected by this, and there were faint signs of collapse.

However, Ye Leng was too calm, and even, there was a smile on his face.

Facing the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, which had an endless murderous reputation in ancient times, no one understood why Ye Leng could still laugh.

At least, the desolate ghost doesn't understand, he doesn't believe it, what else will Ye Leng have, the hole cards, can fight against him and the Sky Devouring Demon Jar.

In fact, not to mention a saint, in the face of his full attack, coupled with the terrifying Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, even if he is also a saint king, he will definitely not be able to hold it.

So, he didn't understand, why, Ye Leng could still laugh?

Ye Leng was very calm, and against the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar that covered the heavens and the earth, he raised his hand, and finally punched out again.

The seventh punch of the Six Dao Reincarnation Fist was also a punch created by him, and it finally exploded at this moment.

"Grandson, send to life, this is the seventh fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist......" Ye Leng's voice sounded.

The next moment, the whirlpool, which had been greatly affected, shook violently, and then became violent, and in the whirlpool, there was a dull loud sound, and then, this whirlpool directly expanded a hundred times.

Above the sky, there was only a huge boundless whirlpool left, and the countless sword shadows turned out by the desolate ghosts were all destroyed at this moment, and the Sky Devouring Demon Jar was also pulled, little by little, into the whirlpool.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, there are only six punches in the six reincarnation fists, how can there be a seventh fist......" The desolate ghost was shocked and angry, and his roar shook the sky.

Ye Leng couldn't help laughing, and said: "With the demon of the uncle's talent, he created the seventh punch by himself, and it is not easy, desolate ghost, what if it is the saint king, what if it is not good......"

After speaking, Ye Leng had already raised his hands high, holding this whirlpool that covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards the desolate ghost.

This is an opportunity, he wants to kill the desolate ghost, so that other enemies can weigh and weigh him, and those who dare to touch him, then even if it is a saint king, he still has the ability to bombard.

There is a saying, killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, that's the truth.

"Arrogant, you want to kill me?" the desolate ghost was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Ye Leng is just a saint, but at this moment, he has the momentum to kill him.

This made the desolate ghost desperate in an instant, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and this blood sprayed on the Sky Devouring Demon Jar.

The Sky Devouring Demon Jar, which had been suppressed by the whirlpool, suddenly erupted with an astonishing black light, and between the vibrations, it collided with the whirlpool fiercely.

The space stood still for a moment, and then, one crack after another appeared, and the violent explosion caused the void to collapse.

The collision of the two forces, the terrifying power swept across the void, and even the space continued to shatter.

After a few minutes, the void gradually calmed down, and Ye Leng's figure appeared on the sea, his face was a little pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

And the Sky Devouring Demon Jar has returned to its original appearance, only the size of a fist remains, and it appears in front of the desolate ghost.

The situation of the wild ghost is not very good, there are blood stains on his chest, and under this move, the two of them are fighting to lose both.

"Keep coming...... Ye Leng roared angrily, and his figure soared into the sky again, attacking the desolate ghost.

He had no way out, and behind him was the headquarters of the Pharmaceutical Alliance, where there were too many people he cared about.

Therefore, he can only fight to the death, no matter what, he can only win, and if he loses, everything he has, will be lost.

In fact, he has been like this all his life, from being weak to now, he has guarded everything about himself, and when has he ever flinched in the face of the enemy?

He won't back down, he won't back down, no matter who he's facing, he'll stand here.

"Crazy ......," the desolate ghost roared.

Then, his figure instantly retreated dozens of miles.

Facing Ye Leng, who fell into a rage, he was a dignified saint king, but he couldn't help but retreat.

In the face of a saint who was desperate, but enough to kill himself, the desolate ghost, he had to retreat.

If they can live, who wants to fight hard?

The desolate ghost is not a fool, therefore, he doesn't want to, and he doesn't dare to fight with Ye Leng.

Because, if he fights hard, the absurd ghost understands that even if he can win, he will pay a huge price.

It's not worth it to fight with a saint to lose both.

"Scared, the dignified saint king, one realm higher than me, is you afraid, desolate ghost, do you want a face?"

It's a very painful feeling.

Finally, he also has the strength to deter the enemy, which is good.

Once, he had tasted too many times the powerlessness of facing the enemy, and now, standing here, he could already face a saint king.

This is growth, step by step, finally, there is such strength.

"Perhaps, it will become a legend of this era, creating the seventh fist of the six reincarnation fists, forcing me to be so embarrassed with the realm of saints, this is it, there is no one before and no one after him. The desolate ghost said.

Ye Leng grinned and said, "You don't have to blow it for me, I know very well how I am, but, I have to say, yes, I'm so awesome......"

How to say it, the strength is strong, and even the physical body is about to become holy, and Uncle Ye's face has risen because of this, and has become thicker than before, in a word, blowing himself into the sky.

The desolate ghost tugged at the corners of his mouth, and in his eyes, there was a sudden sneer, and said: "It's really powerful, so, no matter what, I can't let it continue to grow, otherwise, sooner or later, one day, it will become an existence that even I have to look up to, so I must die today." ”

Ye Leng squinted suddenly, and as soon as the desolate ghost's voice fell, he suddenly had a sense of danger.

The next moment, Ye Leng subconsciously flashed to the left, but after all, he was a step slower, and a knife slashed at his shoulder, if it weren't for his physical strength, this knife would be enough to split him in half.

At this moment, Ye Leng finally saw that there was a cold figure in front of him, and the aura of this figure was also the Saint King.

It turned out that there was still a saint king hidden in the dark.