"Heavy... Resurrected! The monster is resurrected!"

Everyone's pupils shrank, staring at the sky deadly, only to see a trace of disgusting black blood expanding and surging from the black ball, and after a while, the entire demonic beast appeared in place again!

Looks unscathed!

The whole process was not fast, there were four or five breaths, which was completely enough for the Qiu Sword to slash out.

But even though Qiu Jian had such a long reaction time, why didn't he still cut that sword?

Was he afraid that the black ball would explode?

It's not unreasonable, after all, no one has ever seen this thing.

Whew!

As the body was reborn again, the monster slammed its fists into its chest, opened its bloody basin covered with corrosive saliva and roared angrily.

Apparently, it was by this human in front of it!

Just human beings, they hurt themselves so much!

Gotta swallow him!

The Demon Beast is unusually close to the Enemy Sword at this moment!

It's less than an arm's length away!

As long as you grab it with your big hand, you can bring the sword to your mouth and enjoy it!

Scold!

Qiu Jian's brows were tightly locked, his eyes glared suddenly, two golden rays of light came out of his body, and a monstrous spiritual pressure enveloped the audience in an instant.

This spiritual pressure is heavy, like putting people at the bottom of the sea!

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't resist the tremendous pressure, and the severe pain in my body warned me that I might be crushed by this pressure at any time!

"It's... This is the Holy Gate Spirit Seal! Just the first rank of the Spirit Emperor is even more terrifying than Mo Tu's spiritual pressure!"

Zi Tianba fell down in the deep pit again, and the two deep ravines between his eyebrows bulged, and he was terrified.

One after another, the spiritual pressure was centered on the enemy's family, and it fluctuated wildly in all directions, making people unable to move at all!

The Holy Gate Spiritual Seal, terrifying!

As soon as it is printed, ten thousand Buddhas worship!

I saw that the right claw of this demonic beast that was about to slap on the furnace of Qiu Jian's head was fixed again!

Motionless, let others slaughter!

Click!

Qiu Jian defied the demonic beast, his arm began to tremble slightly, the root of his teeth was gradually tightened, his cheeks were slightly raised to the sides, and he slashed down again.

Crash!

With a large splash of black blood swaying like a fountain, the right arm of the demonic beast was cut off again!

Falling to the ground, he smashed a deep pit in his life, stirring up dust as high as a demonic beast.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, Qiu Jian in the sky began to laugh, and this laughter was extremely crazy!

Bloody!

At this moment, it seems that the demonic beast is no longer a demonic beast, and Qiu Jian is more like a demonic beast, no, it is more like a demon god!

Brutal! Bloody!

Click, click!

There was another crackling and slashing, accompanied by the deafening wail of the demonic beast, and black fountains rose up into the sky and scattered in all directions!

It was sprinkled on everyone who did not dare to move under the pressure of the Qiu Sword Spirit.

In an instant, a stench of demon black blood spread throughout the law field.

The Qiu Jian laughter in the sky became louder and louder, and he became more and more crazy, and he began to slash like crazy!

The more miserable the monster howled, the more crazy Qiu Jian laughed!

slashed until only the heart remained, and Qiu Jian suddenly stopped again!

Plop! Plop!

Looking at the constantly beating black ball in the air, everyone subconsciously got goosebumps all over their bodies, and their hair was upside down!

This revenge sword is abusing it!

He was completely abusing this demonic beast, he did it on purpose!

He knew it was the heart of this beast!

And every time he makes a knife, he can perfectly avoid this black heart.

He knows where the heart is!

This means that in fact, he can kill this thing in seconds at the beginning!

He did it on purpose! He deliberately left the monster with a heart, then reborn again, and then cut down again to the heart!

Recalling the symphony woven by the wailing of the demonic beasts in the air and the crazy laughter of the enemy, everyone trembled and was terrified!

It's not people at all!

He's not a hero either!

This is the real devil!

He is a Shura from hell!

Mo Tu, who was in the deep pit, endured the huge spiritual pressure from Qiu Jian's body, raised his right hand tremblingly, stretched out his index finger, and aimed at the heart of the demonic beast.

A golden ball of light gradually condensed, and this blow was enough to shoot through Zi Tianba's shoulder, and naturally it could also destroy this fragile heart!

With a bang, the golden light swept out from Motu's fingertips with raging spiritual power!

The direction, facing the left side of Qiu Jian's back, if you have time, you should be able to dodge Qiu Jian's heart piercing!

Bang!

“......”

Motu's eyes widened wider and wider, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly, shocked, or rather, frightened!

I saw that the Qiu Sword in the air actually raised its long knife and went to the left at will, blocking Motu's attack!

The whole movement was extremely light, as if it was not the full force of the Spirit Emperor's peak, but a small stone thrown by a child!

The golden light child slammed into the long knife of the Qiu Sword, and with only one breath, it vanished and disappeared!

Hiss ~ Whew ~

Everyone gasped!

Qiu Jian, what is this for?

Didn't he want to kill this monster!

Do you want to help the monster trample on life!

What kind of hatred does this young man have with the demons?!

Or is it that he just didn't cut enough!!

Qiu Jian slowly turned his head, and a pair of golden eyes looked at Mo Tu indifferently, without the slightest superfluous movement.

It was this slight glance that Motu was stunned!

It's like that monster, unable to move!

One glance, one glance to kill the peak of the Spirit Emperor in seconds!

It's a monster, a monster!

Qiu Jian turned his head, snorted coldly, and continued to tilt his head, his hands behind his back, and breathe steadily.

The expression is extraordinarily relaxed!

He's waiting!

He's waiting for the beast to be reforged again!

There was another sharp sound of peeling oranges.

At this moment, everyone was terrified, but it was no longer the Warcraft that was afraid, but the Qiu Sword!

Everyone closed their eyes and didn't want to look anymore!

They actually had a trace of pity for the monsters!

In a short time, the symphony of wailing and laughter sounded again in the sky, and it was extremely miserable!

In the darkness, the man in black also had his eyes wide open, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

First of all, he was shocked that what the master gave him was a Warcraft!

And what was even more shocking than this was that a sixteen-year-old boy could torture and kill that almost invincible demonic beast like this!

Or this is not called torture and killing, it should be called ravage!

Whoa~haha~

The sound in the air was too miserable and permeating.

Everyone's eyes were getting tighter and tighter, if they hadn't been forced to breathe and unable to move by the spiritual pressure of Qiu Jian, they would have already covered their ears with their hands dead at this moment!

The clouds in the sky were a little thicker, and from time to time there was a slight thunder, and the air became damp.

Under the humidity, the air became heavy and no longer fluttering, and the stench of the black blood of the demonic beast also faded a lot.

Even if it faded, the fishy stench still crushed the smell in the secret realm that Ling Yu'er smelled.

"Why does this look so much like urine?"

Ling Yu'er kept groping in the fog, the more she smelled this smell, the more familiar she felt, and tried her best to avoid this speculation in her mind, but this smell, the more she smelled, the more it looked...

"Ahh

With a bang, Ling Yu'er seemed to have hit something like a wall, and immediately screamed in pain.

Through the thick fog, unable to see anything, Ling Yu'er curiously touched it with her hand.

As I continued to grope with my hands, a strange touch came to me.

It's wet, slippery, and hot, and it's hard to the touch!

But when I continued to touch it, I came across something that seemed to be very cold, and it was cylindrical to the touch!

Touching it along this cylinder, the higher you go, the thinner it gets, and it's very tall!

No, I have to touch you today, grandpa!

Ling Yu'er climbed directly onto this "cool pillar" and moved up little by little like a monkey climbing a tree.

It's still getting thinner and thinner the higher it goes...

It's finally at the top! I can climb up the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, you Grandpa Ling, I'm still afraid of you for such a broken pillar?

Scold!

Ah, Ling Yu'er subconsciously retracted her hand!

I feel that the top of this pillar is a point!

When Ling Yu'er touched it, her fingers hurt!

How can it hurt?

I've cultivated the Heavenly Dao Conjoined Body, huh?

Not to mention that he has now cultivated to the fourth level, and he is not afraid of wind and thunder, but the first level is invulnerable!

How can it hurt?

Could it be that this pillar is a super powerful spiritual weapon?

"Get rich, get rich!hahahaha!"

Ling Yu'er's legs were clasped tightly on the column, his hands were rubbed together excitedly, and the corners of his mouth were still smirking, if there was no thick fog to block him, his expression at this moment would be absolutely stupid....

Kang Chi snorted!

Ling Yu'er's eyes suddenly darkened, and she couldn't see anything!