The battle lasted until noon on the third day, and Zhou Ming finally saw the weakness clearly from Jiang Ge, and at this time, he was almost out of oil.

The three-day, two-night battle has destroyed the entire Grand Canyon, leveled the huge mountains on both sides, and shattered the vegetation and surface within an eight-kilometer radius.

For all this, Chen Ting could only feel shock. Because of Zhou Ming's various performances, it has completely exceeded her imagination.

Throughout the battle, she clearly saw how Zhou Ming made crazy progress and how he insisted on fighting until now.

The speed and magnitude of this progress cannot be described as a genius or a demon. Like God, if God helps, perhaps only such a description is accurate and appropriate.

In addition to Chen Ting, Zhou Ming also used his performance to conquer the hearts of the ghost kings, and even won their awe.

"You seem to know everything about me?"

Zhou Ming, who had been silent for a long time, finally began to speak, with a sarcastic tone in his tone.

"Of course I know you!"

Jiang Ge, who was going downhill like crazy, did not evade it, and answered Zhou Ming's question head-on: "From the beginning, you were in my bag, do you know?"

Zhou Ming sneered: "The remnants of the Blood Wolf God have always been dominated by you, and the little will and divinity he has left is not your opponent at all. It's a pity that you're just a lost dog, and you don't necessarily have to be so terrifying. If not, it wouldn't have been held back by Dream Zhoutian for so many years and would be at a loss. ”

As he spoke, the attack on Zhou Ming's hand became more and more ruthless.

Jiang Gewei smiled: "It seems that you still have figured out a lot of things!"

Zhou Ming slammed into Jiang Ge's chest with a punch, tearing the flesh and blood, smashing out a large cloud of blood light, and said with a deep sigh: "I also know that you have been spying on me through the eyeball of the Blood Wolf God that I refined. You can get a glimpse of my strength, and even what beast tricks I have cultivated. You've always seemed to be paying attention to me, but unfortunately things got out of hand. And then again, how much do you know about me? It's just scratching the surface! Now, for example, all your snooping on me is completely ineffective. You want to know why?

Jiang Ge smiled and said, "Are you teasing me, because you think you won?" That's right, I admit that the situation is out of control, and I am far from seeing you clearly, but I only need to be sure that one thing is enough—— you are very valuable!"

Zhou Ming's murderous intent spread out and said, "You really covet my Ten Thousand Spirits Body. ”

"No one can resist the temptation!"

Jiang Ge sneered, and the offensive began to intensify, and he sneered hoarsely: "You were born to be a tool! You can get rid of Dream Zhoutian, but unfortunately you will never be able to get rid of me! I have everything in the essence of the Blood Wolf God, and in the future, I will rely on the body of all souls to achieve the ultimate of the origin! I have been summoned from the distorted nothingness, and I have never given up this dream." The supreme opportunity is in front of me, do you think my plan will collapse because of some small accident? You can't escape my palm after all!"

"Summoning?"

When Zhou Ming heard this, he gave Jiang Ge a disdainful look, and said with great sarcasm: "You are so pitiful, it turns out that you are the real tool! You are not even a life, and you dare to say that you are the ultimate in the beginning?"

"To exist is to be reasonable, and every existence has the opportunity to reach the ultimate level. Your weakness and ignorance limit your imagination, and how can you understand my wisdom?"

Jiang Ge retorted, his tone equally full of disdain.

"You're just a crooked way, I'm asking for that grand way, so why should I understand you?"

Zhou Ming sneered again and again, the offensive suddenly increased, the butterfly in his hand slashed at excessive speed, and said with a murderous voice: "I want to kill you!"

Whew!

The cold light was staggered, dense as a net, and in an instant, I don't know how many deep cracks were cut on Jiang Ge's body.

Puff ......

For a moment, Jiang Ge was like a severed balloon, and blood light burst out from all over his body.

Zhou Ming shouted wildly, and took this opportunity to suddenly urge the sacrifice of his body to slay the dragon, and with all his strength, he slammed out with a punch.

Bang!

Jiang Ge's whole body exploded, and was completely bombarded into a blood mist by Zhou Ming's fierce punch, which exploded on the spot.

The body supported by the Heart Demon Seed has finally been destroyed!

Zhou Ming, who was in extreme weakness, saw that in the surging blood mist, a mysterious ancient talisman appeared, pitch black, weird, and full of an evil power that corroded the soul, extremely vicious.

“...... Curse?!"

Zhou Ming's heart couldn't help but think of these two words. Because only these two words can really describe that sigil.

That's right, it's an incredibly evil curse.

Chen Ting's previous guess was not wrong, the heart demon of the Blood Wolf God was an external demon, a curse cast by a terrifying totem master countless thousands of years ago that surpassed the supreme existence of the beast sacrificer.

It was this curse that created the inner demon of the Blood Wolf God, and eventually caused His downfall.

"Really......?!"

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Chen Ting's complexion completely changed. It's a pity that at this time, it's too late to save Zhou Ming.

The raging and surging blood mist, the implied formation, had already activated, turning into an ancient blood-colored demon. The shadow was not vivid, but very ancient and abstract, unusually ancient and rough, as if some kind of evil totem carved by the oldest ancestors.

This totem shadow frantically spreads, producing a vicious and vicious rhythm of evil. The rhythm spread out in waves, and a faint mist of blood began to fill the corpses of every dead evil clan, even those devoured by Lorimon.

Grass and trees withered and decayed rapidly under this fluctuation, and the spirit and vitality of all things were being frantically plundered.

In Nicholas Chen's eyes, a ferocity that has never been shown in front of the eyes of the world has loomed. The snow-white crane let out a cry, and suddenly turned into a long crystal white knife.

Roar!

However, it was Lorimon who was the first to attack.

Eating that food just now made it very uncomfortable, drowsy, as if it had fallen into an evil spirit. Until now, when it suddenly felt that its soul and vitality had been stripped of by an evil force, something terrifying and extremely evil in the depths of its bloodline was finally touched.

The roar of the Lorimon released a circle of black ripples, wrapped in a kind of evil wildness that was completely different from the Demon Shadow, but the degree of evil and horror was surpassed, and the totem Demon Shadow that actually hit trembled and dimmed, and almost collapsed on the spot.

There is no doubt that Totem Shadow has been hit hard.

It's a pity that after such a blow, Lorimon immediately wilted. This level of means is obviously not something that can be easily used now.

Zhou Ming, who was in the middle of it, was finally able to breathe, looked in the direction of Chen Ting and said, "Ting'er go quickly, I want to surrender this demon, don't distract me again!"

Before Zhou Ming's voice fell, the demon shadow recovered again, and began to converge and shrink frantically, and a distorted voice sounded inside: "Don't be ashamed! You have exhausted your strength, and you still dare to speak up against me? Do you know that it is your force that has personally forged me at this moment." How does it feel to dig your own grave?"