"I didn't expect you to be able to survive the confrontation with me, it seems that you are also a flesh cultivator, right?" Seeing that Long San seemed to have only suffered a slight injury, the seventh-order demon couldn't help but be a little surprised.

You must know that the suffering suffered by physical cultivation is far from being comparable to the cultivation of ghost power alone, looking at Long San's appearance of fine skin and tender flesh, it is difficult for him to imagine that Long San is also a physical cultivator.

"It seems that if you can't break free from the shackles of this damn power, you won't have a chance to live at all. Glancing inwardly at the first and second realms that had been opened, Long San sighed in a low voice with some self-care.

Although he was able to fight beyond the ranks, with only his current cultivation realm, if he wanted to survive from a powerful ghost like a seventh-order demon, he really had to work hard. Listening to Long San's low self-muttering, the seventh-order demon couldn't help frowning, and immediately raised his spirit, and said coldly: "If you want to survive from my hands, it's difficult!"

Taking a deep breath, when Long San looked at the seventh-order demon again, there was a little more solemnity and horror in his eyes.

Ignoring the change in the other party's eyes, Long San gently stretched his body, and the ghost power in his body surged instantly, making him full of cold murderous aura.

Then, the flame cloak on his body expanded outward. When the seventh-order demon saw this scene, he was immediately dumbfounded. Because of the power control he had built with all his might, it was no surprise that he was incinerated into nothingness.

Looking at Long San who had regained his freedom in a daze, the pupils of the seventh-order demon suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and a touch of horror slowly rose in his heart. This guy's flame can actually break through the domain seal he painstakingly created?

"I'm sorry, I accidentally broke your domain seal just now. Raising his face, Long San's handsome face was filled with a hint of apology, and he smiled slightly at the seventh-order demon, and then his figure suddenly flashed.

The shadow in front of him flashed, and before the seventh-order demon could react, the young man's soft voice slowly sounded in his ears.

"Demon, see how I kill you!" As the voice sounded, a fierce ghost power suddenly appeared on the tentacles that were still dancing in the air.

Feeling the strength of this ghost power, the face of the seventh-order demon changed, the eight tentacles shook together, and a roar of anger came out of his mouth, and in the middle of the air, the pitch-black ghost power quickly diffused.

"The ghost is broken. ”

In the cold cheer in his heart, the seventh-order demon tentacles suddenly tensed, and the smooth tentacles were shaken in the air by the violent ghost power, one tentacle shrank back, and then swept out violently, and in a short distance, the fierce power carried by the tentacles was transmitted with a sharp wind-breaking sound.

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp wind breaking, the seventh-order demon panicked, and his face suddenly turned shocked, this sixteenth boy who seemed to be too young was still able to exercise his pure physical body to such a point?

"Plop!" The dull voice slowly echoed in the underwater world, and the long-lasting sound was extremely sour.

The dragon was expressionless on three faces, and his right fist smashed heavily into the junction between one of the seventh-order demon's tentacles and his abdomen, and the ghost power that burst out from his fist directly blasted the ground on which he was standing and blasted out a pit several meters deep.

"Bang!" A slight abnormal sound, accompanied by the slightest crack, gradually spread on the belly of the seventh-order demon, but it was only a flash of lightning and fire, and it was suppressed by the surging ghost power in the seventh-order demon's body.

Ghost power repair!

When Ryuzo saw those cracks quickly repair themselves at a speed that was visible to his eyes, the whole person was stupid and turned into a puppet. "As I said, you can't break through my earth's defenses with your ability and strength. Turning his head slowly, the seventh-order demon smiled grimly.

"Ghost power repair, carving insect skills, what is there to boast about?" smiled faintly, but Long San punched the part he had just hit, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he said softly: "Break!"

"Click!" A crisp sound suddenly came from the seventh-order demon's body, and the smile on his face also quickly solidified, replaced by a terrifying horror.

The entire tentacle was cut off alive and by the roots. "Whew!" A mouthful of black blood mixed with broken pieces of flesh surged out from the seventh-order demon's fracture, and his soft and huge body was also paralyzed softly.

Looking at the lifeless tentacle of the swift belt, Ryuzo clenched his fists again. In the next moment, the paralyzed seventh-order demon regained his vitality. But as the power on Long San's body was unraveled, a ray of sunlight spilled from the sky, shining steadily through the deep blue water, sparsely shining on the quiet seabed below the seventh-order demon.

It wasn't until here that Long San suddenly saw clearly that the space he was in was an underground palace.

In the silent underground palace, the heads who were unconscious on the stone pillars suddenly opened their confused eyes together, and slowly pulled the necks that grew on the stone pillars, looking at each other, and after a while, the heads who woke up from their slumber, their hearts were violently excited, and they quickly raised their heads, squinted at the silent underground palace, and then pulled their necks into the air suddenly, and the bodies that were originally planted in the stone pillars were pulled out alive.

"Lord Oni. The ghosts stood behind the seventh-order demons, and one of the ghosts shouted, but the seventh-order demons did not respond.

After waiting for a moment again, all the ghosts felt uneasy, and one ghost took the first step, and the spear in his hand poked into the curtain at once. The curtain slowly fell, and the scene inside finally appeared in the eyes of all the ghosts.

Inside the curtain, a miniature version of a seventh-order demon lay on the ground, his eyes widened, and there was still a trace of solidified fear on his face, and on the cold ground, a pool of black blood that had already been sticky constantly stimulated the hearts of the ghosts that had been shocked.

"Lord Ghost, is this your death?"

Looking at the vision inside the curtain with a shocked face, many ghosts trembled with pale faces.

The seventh-order demon did not die, but the death appearance of him lying on the ground was very ugly. In the center of the dungeon with a gloomy atmosphere, a corpse with a dying breath was placed in it, looking at the face of the corpse, it was the seventh-order demon who had just been cut off by Long San with a tentacle.

Looking at the corpse of the seventh-order demon, all the ghosts in the dungeon chose to be silent, not daring to make the slightest sound, because they had already sensed that the human standing in the center of the dungeon was exuding a cold killing intent.

Outside the curtain, the seventh-order demon was not dead, and still shook the thick tentacles into a loud horn, but who would be the octopus corpse that looked exactly like him inside the curtain?