Chapter 87

Surrender or die

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"Oni!"

The turbid blood blue crow stared at Jiang Heng in disbelief: "What the hell are you, why do you still have the breath of the ghost clan?"

The black qi surrounded Jiang Heng's body and formed a cloak at an extremely fast speed, and the cloak covered Jiang Heng's face and covered his whole body. When he raised his head again, the pair of cold faces, dark as abyssal eyes, looked at the turbid blood blue black opposite, and he said in an indifferent voice: "In front of this king, you demon kings are all scum!"

The arrogant voice is full of contempt, contempt for the strong, contempt for everything, contempt for the common people, contempt for ...... There are so many things.

Because he has enough confidence to despise them!

At this moment, Jiang Heng also knew that the contract had brought him more than just a strengthening of the connection, and he realized why he felt several more faces before. As the aura of the old ghost slowly spread to Jiang Heng's whole body, Jiang Heng's whole person has completely turned into the appearance of an old ghost, from height to appearance, even if they look similar, the age limit of how many years apart also complies with it.

The old ghost has completely occupied Jiang Heng's body at this time, or Jiang Heng has completely become an old ghost, and the increasingly rich ghost aura on his body is proof. The old ghost stared at the turbid blood blue black, and slowly stretched out a finger to point at the turbid blood blue black and said, "Surrender, or die, choose one!"

"What if you are a ghost clan?" the turbid blood blue black voice said: "The ghost clan has been indulged in the earth for many years, and this world has long been no longer your territory!

Stronger than the ghost king back then?

How does this turbid blood blue crow know the name of the old ghost.

After a while, Jiang Heng suddenly remembered the lifespan of the demon clan, longevity is one of the advantages of the demon clan in front of the human race, and many of them have survived more than 100,000 years old. So at this moment, it is not surprising that the demon clan can still remember the name of the ghost king hundreds of thousands of years ago. It's just that this turbid blood blue crow probably can't imagine that the ghost clan standing in front of him at the moment is what he said, 'stronger than the ghost king back then'.

Jiang Heng has always been speculating about how famous the old ghost was back then, so that he could be so arrogant.

The proof of this moment is the best explanation. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and his name is still remembered.

And what about his deeds back then?

I don't know if they know it or not, but at this moment, Jiang Heng is very curious about what kind of expression these people who still remember the name of the old ghost will be if they know that the old ghost will return to the world.

The old ghost sneered, he did not reveal his identity at this moment, but flew and disappeared again from the turbid blood blue crow. With the prohibition trapped, the turbid blood blue crow only had one chance to fight at the moment before he could escape here. But after all, he was an eighth-order demon king, and his strength was also the strongest among the opponents Jiang Heng had experienced so far, and in the face of this old ghost whose strength had recovered to the same level as that of a master of the Terran Xiaocheng realm, this battle was evenly matched in the eyes of outsiders. Even the Turbid Blood Blue Crow is even higher than the old ghost in terms of strength, but the only deficiency he has is that he does not have the experience and wisdom left to him by the old guy hundreds of thousands of years ago.

The turbid blood blue crow once again used the method of turning feathers into sharp blades, and the old ghost's figure flickered, only to see the dense feather blades flying towards the old ghost. The Thousand Mountains Thunder Sword in his hand did not release thunder and lightning, but swung the blade of the sword, and the tip of the sword flashed from the top of the feathered blades. The speed at which the sword shadow flickered was only in an instant, and all the feathered blades that could touch his side were cut off by the blade.

Although the feather healed again, the result that was waiting for them was still to be cut in half by the Thousand Mountains Thunder Sword. Not only that, but the old ghost's hand actually left the hilt of the sword, only to see the sword body turning and waving itself, and with two fingers sticking out.

"Flight of Ten Thousand Swords"

This move is a powerful comprehension in the flight of the imperial sword, even Jiang Heng has not reached this step, and the highest limit of comprehension is only a few hundred swords. The old ghost just moved lightly, and the Thousand Mountains Thunder Sword turned into ten thousand flying swords and floated in the air. Behind him came a powerful sword net, and as he reached out and swung down—

The 10,000 Thousand Mountains Thunder Sword followed his gesture and flew towards the blood-blue feathered blade.

The Thousand Mountains Thunder Sword flew, slashing the feathered blade that was very fragile in front of him again and again. Constantly encircling the turbid blood and blue crow.

Realizing that his feathered blade could no longer stop the old ghost's turbid blood, Blue Crow flew back. After dealing with the tens of thousands of feather blades, 10,000 Thousand Mountains Thunder Swords chased and killed in the direction of the turbid blood blue crow escaping. It's just that within the range of thousands of miles of this prohibition, the turbid blood and blue crow can escape there. In an instant, he was surrounded by the 10,000 Thousand Mountains Thunder Swords—

The 10,000 Thousand Mountains Thunder Swords formed an encirclement from front to back, from left to right, and from top to bottom.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the turbid blood blue black trapped by the sword net, and the old ghost stood outside the sword net.

The old ghost's indifferent voice asked again: "This king asks you again, do you want to surrender?"

Turbid Blood Blue Crow stood there silently.

The demon race is a seemingly simple but very strange race, they have their own ideas, but many times they can't stick to it. This is the reason why there are many pets and mounts from the demon clan in the human world. They are also demons, just a bunch of demons who have been subdued.

As the demon king, the turbid blood blue crow is different, he is from the blue crow clan, although he is not a pure breed, he is still proud of the demon clan. The greatest hatred between the human race and the demon race comes from the war between the two races for many years, which makes both sides hate each other.

At first, it was the demon clan who bullied the weak, and then after the human race became strong, they began to fight against the demon race, and then the human race reformed and fell into despair, and it became the demon race and began to counterattack the human race.

No one has ever broken such a loop.

So much so that the border battlefield, years after year, the killing is endless.

The only way to put an end to all of this is to destroy one of them.

The turbid blue black looked at the old ghost: "I don't care who you are, today, I would rather die than surrender." ”

"Okay!" the old ghost slowly raised his hand, and as his fingers fell, the ten thousand mountain thunder swords slowly fell towards the turbid blood blue black body.

The blade of the sword kept passing through the body of the turbid blood blue black—

Blue blood splattered across the sky.

Just when the 300,000 demon soldiers thought that the Turbid Blood Blue Crow had been defeated.

The blue demon blood that splashed in the sky suddenly burned and pounced on the old ghost's body at an extremely fast speed......