But the truth is right in front of him, whether he believes it or not, this sevenfold little martial arts sect not only resisted his subtle spiritual perception, but also resisted the joint attack of him and the three-headed Flying Iron Corpse and the two-headed Flying Bronze Corpse at the same time.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there were such people in the world!

"Space Instrument, Space Instrument...... Who the hell is this person?"

The leader of the Voodoo Cult gritted his teeth, his eyes shining with cold. If the eye could kill, the thief under the ground would have been shot through by him thousands of times.

Sixteen subordinates, more than ten died, but until now, he still doesn't know what the origin of this person who ambushed them is?

I don't even know what he looks like!

This is simply a huge shame for the Voodoo Sect and a Great Martial Sect of his level!

However, he is deeply convinced that this situation will definitely not last long.

"Sooner or later, I'll tear your bones to pieces!"

Voodoo leader said. Just as he gritted his teeth, a mutation protruded, booming! The tide rose and fell, and a powerful wave swept from under the seabed.

Rao is the leader of the Voodoo Sect is calm, wise, and ruthless, and he will not have too many waves, but when he feels the source of the fluctuation, he can't help but have a strange look in his eyes.

Surprised, confused, incredulous...... , all kinds of emotions swept through his eyes. The leader of the Voodoo Cult couldn't believe what he saw, the thief who didn't slip on the loach and only knew about sneak attacks and escapes actually stopped uncharacteristically.

Not only did he stop and didn't run away, but he rushed towards him.

"Hahaha, good, good, good...... No matter what your reputation is, this time I will crush you to ashes. Thousands of corpses!"

After the initial surprise, the Voodoo leader quickly burst into a sinister grin. He didn't know what the thief was going to do in the mustard bottle, or why he was doing it.

But he didn't need to know at all!

It doesn't matter what he's doing, whether it's crazy or something else, when he stops running away. When he rushed to himself, he was already doomed to his results.

This thief is dead, between heaven and earth, no one can save him!

"Boom!"

Black smoke billowed and poisonous mist flowed, and there was a steely roar in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a huge Essence Blood Copper Furnace Phantom appeared behind the leader of the Voodoo Cult.

His whole body was hidden in the voodoo mist, and only a pair of eyes burst into bright light. Like a demon god.

It was too late, it was fast, and it was almost the same time that the leader of the Voodoo Sect sacrificed his whole body and was ready to make a move, and with a bang, Yang Ji jumped out of the water through the torrent of magma in an instant.

However, contrary to what the Voodoo leader had imagined, the lead-gray vial vanished, and a rumbling steel roar echoed through the void. A majestic aura emanated from the void.

In the blink of an eye, the copper-gray mustard bottle was gone. And under the surface of the magma sea, there jumped out a head more than three people tall, covered in pitch black, like a prison, like a mountain, like an eight-armed demon god (correct: the six-armed demon god written above, is actually an eight-armed demon god).

This eight-armed demon god was covered in bronze, and his eight arms held eight weapons: knives, spears, swords, halberds, ge, beryllium, wheels, and saws. It was majestic, and a huge aura emanated from its body.

- The eight-armed demon god, Yang Ji sacrificed this most powerful magic weapon and stood in front of the leader of the Voodoo Cult.

"If you want to fight, then come!"

Yang Ji stands on the surface of the sea. Condescending, the god is majestic, and even the voice has a metallic trill. Yang Ji sacrificed this eight-armed demon nerve painting, and the whole person's aura suddenly skyrocketed, and he was promoted from the sevenfold martial arts to the eightfold beginner level of the martial arts, although it was still not as good as the leader of the Voodoo Sect, but there had been a qualitative change.

"Boom!"

The void roared, without the slightest hesitation, and at the moment when he appeared on the surface of the sea, Yang Ji drove the body of the eight-armed demon god who was more than three people tall, and the eight arms wielded eight weapons: knives, spears, swords, halberds, ge, beryllium, wheels, and saws, like a black storm, and pounced fiercely towards the leader of the Voodoo Sect.

After fighting until now, Yang Ji finally revealed his true strongest strength, defending the leader of the Voodoo Sect with the strength of the first rank of the Eight Great Martial Sects.

"Hahaha......"

The leader of the Voodoo Cult was first shocked when he saw the huge black eight-armed demon god, and then laughed, not surprised:

"Such a treasure, falling into your hands is simply a tyrannical thing, let this seat store it for you!"

The leader of the Voodoo Sect had an extraordinary vision, and at a glance he could see that the eight-armed demon god incarnated by Yang Ji was an extremely powerful treasure.

If you have this treasure, maybe your mistake this time will be greatly reduced. And if you add the bottle-shaped space magic weapon on this thief......

Maybe not only do you have no fault, but you have merit!

Thinking of this, the leader of the Voodoo Sect did not hesitate any longer, boom! With an earth-shattering loud bang, the leader of the Voodoo Sect once again used the bloody fist strength technique, and the terrifying power of the Great Martial Sect level turned into a gray and black fist strength pillar, overwhelming the mountains and seas, destroying the heavens and the earth, and slamming towards the eight-armed demon god who rushed towards the opposite side.

A heavy roar of steel rang out in the void!

Boom! Boom!

In a short period of time, no one can calculate how many punches and how many weapons the eight-armed demon god incarnated by Yang Ji has struck.

A terrifying storm of weapons swirled around him. In the face of this power, not to mention the powerhouses of the peak Martial Sect Realm at the same level as Yang Ji, even the Eight Great Martial Sects of the Beginner Order would also be terrified.

However, in the face of Yang Ji's earth-shattering weapon storm, the leader of the Voodoo Sect only smiled contemptuously. This kind of peerless learning can deal with ordinary eightfold beginner level, and the realm is not yet stable Great Martial Sect.

But against a peak martial sect like him, which is a powerful realm, this kind of strength is just ridiculous. Even if his strength is consumed too much, and he has fallen from the peak to the middle level, it is not comparable to an opportunistic thief.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work!

In the face of Yang Ji's storm of eight black weapons, the leader of the Voodoo Sect just unleashed a simple punch of blood and smoke, and with just one punch, he covered all the sharpness of Yang Ji's eight black weapons.

Rumble!

Just as the flood peak broke through the embankment and the hurricane toppled the tree, Yang Ji's eight-armed demon god was hit by the leader of the Voodoo cult with just one blow, and his body flew out like a piece of paper.

Weapons, swords, guns, knives, and halberds, collided with each other with a loud sound of steel clashing.

Rumble!

The magma splashed everywhere, the huge waves were thousands of feet, and the eight-armed demon god incarnated by Yang Ji smashed on the surface of the magma sea like a rock, and his heavy body slid out of a distance of more than ten zhang, leaving a straight dent on the surface of the fiery magma behind him.

Boom, the void distorted, almost at the same time as the eight-armed demon god flew out, the void distorted, and the leader of the Voodoo Cult was an unprecedented punch of bloody wolf smoke, piercing through the void, and bombarding from afar.

On the hot sea of magma, the body of the eight-armed demon god was lying on his stomach, his bronze face was facing downward, he didn't even look at it, he immediately exerted his strength, and with a bang, it bounced straight into the void, and a "fairy change shadow" flashed the blow of the voodoo leader again when he couldn't make a move.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ji laughed loudly, with a metallic trilling sound that was extremely strange in the void. Although he was injured again, after fusing the eight-armed demon god this time, Yang Ji's injuries were far less severe than before.

A considerable part of the Voodoo leader's attacks were absorbed by the eight-armed demon god!

"You want to fight, let's do it again!"

Yang Ji laughed wildly, destroying the cyan Falun in the arm of the second demon god. It is also a magic weapon, the power of this magic weapon in Yang Ji's hands is very different from that in the hands of the helmsman of the Ghost Mansion!

"Whew!"

The wind howled, turning into cyan hurricanes around the huge eight-armed demon god, pushing Yang Ji to rush towards the leader of the Voodoo Cult. Hum, I saw a flash of light, the void distorted, and Yang Ji appeared in front of the leader of the Voodoo Sect almost instantly.

Rumble!

Eight weapons turned into eight black storms and the Voodoo leader slammed into each other on the surface of the lava sea. Boom, the ground cracked and the mountain collapsed, and the rolling magma shook up within dozens of zhang, within a radius of 100 zhang, and the explosion shocked the sky and stirred up thousands of waves.

Shout!

After a blow, the eight-armed demon god who was as tall as the three of them and weighed as a mountain quickly disappeared into the void like a wisp of light smoke, and where the eight-armed demon god disappeared, a lead-gray metal bottle appeared out of thin air, but it was Yang Ji who put away the eight-armed demon god incarnation and sacrificed the mustard bottle instead.

With a flash of light, the mustard bottle drilled into the air, like an arrow from a string, and quickly drilled into the magma waves, escaping to the bottom of the sea.

"Where to run!"

The leader of the Voodoo Sect was furious, he didn't expect that Yang Ji looked menacing and would actually run away from me halfway. Hum! The body shook and subconsciously chased out.

However, as soon as he chased a few feet out, his body was cold, and the leader of the Voodoo Sect glanced down, and his face changed instantly. He was wearing a Vulcan robe to protect against the scorching heat, and at some point, he was torn into several pieces before and after, and hung on his body like strips of cloth.

Without the defense of the Vulcan Cloar, the raging heat and flames were everywhere in the magma world, and immediately surged like a flood of water, and the majestic voodoo blood in the Voodoo leader's body immediately and quickly burned.

"Oh no!

At this moment, the leader of the Voodoo Sect blessed his heart, and instantly understood Yang Ji's purpose, and his whole face suddenly changed!

"Hahaha, you guessed right, but unfortunately, I found it late!-"

Yang Ji laughed loudly, and the voice of sarcasm echoed in all directions, coming from the bottom of the sea. The fish finally took the bait, and he had been planning for so long, and finally succeeded.

Unlike Yang Ji, on the sea, the face of the leader of the Voodoo Sect changed several times, and his heart was turbulent.

He is cautious by nature, knowing that Yang Ji must have a plan, so he is extremely vigilant, and along the way, he has not made a single mistake, which can not be described as careless.

It's just that no matter how smart he is, he would never have imagined that the target of a strong man like Yang Ji is not himself, but his own - the Vulcan Clothes! (To be continued......