Two completely different paths, if you want to merge, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

This is also the reason why since ancient times, there have been countless god-level masters, but there has always been only one Buddha and Demon Clan.

What even the gods can't do, he is just a Buddha cultivator who has secretly learned evil skills, how can he succeed.

At this time, his eyes were red, and he had already been invaded by evil forces, and he began to be dominated by the desire to kill.

"Kill!"

As time passed, Lang Yuntai's throat let out a low roar, like a beast.

The look in his eyes also began to fade.

"It's time!" Seeing this, Jiang Han's heart moved, knowing that the time he was waiting for had come.

The next moment, the tiger's body shook, and the flames that were wrapped around Jiang Han's body were directly vibrated out in an instant.

Flames flew everywhere, and the trees, grass, and stones that touched them immediately burst into flames.

In a few breaths, a fire had already been ignited.

"It's going to be a quick deal!" Seeing the smoke gradually rising, Jiang Han couldn't help frowning.

The next moment, the three-life tree in his hand shook, and he slapped towards Langyuntai.

Jiang Han this time, it was no longer a temptation, but an all-out shot.

Compared with just now, the momentum can be said to be very different.

It's a pity that Lang Yuntian's divine thoughts have been controlled by evil forces, and he has become a state of being like a human and not a human, like a beast and not a beast, and he doesn't know how to be afraid at all.

Seeing Jiang Han's attack, he shouted excitedly and pounced towards Jiang Han.

However, although he was unconscious, his fighting instinct was still there.

At the moment of pounce, the purple gold robe on his body suddenly flew out, and it grew into the wind, and in an instant, a huge golden wire cage-like thing was formed, enveloping Jiang Han in it.

At the same time, in the palm of his hand, there was an extra half-foot, double-headed pointed tooth-white demon pestle.

This demon-descending pestle looks small, like a toy, but once it is taken out, the boundless coercion will be flapped open.

"Hmm!" This kind of pressure is no different from the pressure Jiang Han felt from Langyuntai before.

Needless to say, this small demon-slaying pestle should be Langyuntai's last resort.

At the last moment, Jiang Han didn't care about thinking about it, the three-life tree in his hand continued to brush, and the magic power gushed out, and immediately blew the purple gold robe wrapped towards him, and it was difficult to form combat power.

"Demon God Shock!" At the same time, Jiang Han's attack was finally unleashed.

Under the brush of the three-life tree in his hand, the space was layered, distorted, and squeezed, and the force generated when it was squeezed shook everything around it into powder.

The purple gold robe was wrapped in it, and it suddenly made a tooth-sore sound.

A piercing scream could be faintly heard, and then on the robe, wisps of blood oozed out, as if the robe was a living thing.

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was an explosion of the purple gold robe, and all the gold threads on it were blown out.

The jade and gems inlaid in it are also scattered all over the place.

Looking at the purple and gold robe, it suddenly turned into a wide blood-red robe.

I don't know where this robe came from, and the blood mist on it makes people look at it, as if they are about to be dragged into the hell of the blood pool.

"Sure enough, it's an evil monk, this is not a robe at all, but a magic weapon of demons. Looking at the blood and resentment attached to this magic weapon, I am afraid that at least the essence blood of tens of thousands of living beings has been sacrificed!"

Jiang Han frowned, and his killing intent towards Langyuntai was a little more profound.

There is no possibility of salvation for this kind of person, and if he is allowed to leave, I am afraid that he will be healed, and he will have to slaughter a lot of people.

But it's not realistic to kill him.

The reason why Jiang Han went around with him in front of him and forced him to come up with means, but never killed him, was to slowly consume his strength and finally take him down.

Now that the time is finally ripe, Jiang Han naturally wants to control it first, and then it is more appropriate to let the black dragon refine him into a puppet.

"Squeak!" The blood-colored robe kept screaming, as if the creatures in it were roaring unwillingly.

The next moment, the robe shook and put on Langyuntai's body.

Suddenly, on the top of Langyuntai's head, wisps of red aura wafted out, as if they were hair.

A bald monk turned into a red-haired demon in an instant.

"You, damn it!" Originally, Langyuntai's voice was gentle, which made people feel quite comfortable when they listened to it.

Now it was sharp, strange, and there was even a hint of echo in the voice.

It seems that it is not Lang Yun who is talking at all, but someone has manipulated Lang Yuntai's body and made Lang Yuntai make a sound.

"I see!" Jiang Han nodded thoughtfully: "You are not Langyuntai at all, I'm afraid that the real Langyuntai has already been devoured by you, and it is you who occupy Langyuntai's body!"

"Boom!" Langyuntai responded with a strange smile: "But your body seems to be more mysterious, bring it to me!"

After speaking, the tooth-white demon pestle in Langyuntai's hand slammed into the ground, and one after another tooth-white blades immediately broke through the ground and stabbed Jiang Han towards him.

"If you only have these means, then don't take them out and be embarrassed!" Jiang Han glanced at Lang Yuntai lightly, and with a brush of the Sansheng Tree in his hand, the magic power shook again, and those white blades had already reversed and shattered before they could even get close to Jiang Han.

"Since you can parasitize the existence of the mortal realm, you must not have been a nobody before, since this is the case, why not show some real means, and save yourself from being killed by me later, and suffering from your own ability, you didn't show it!"

"Boy, you are very arrogant, you are really arrogant!" Lang Yuntai laughed angrily: "Although you rely on the magic weapon in your hand, you do have arrogant capital. But when you meet this seat, today will definitely make you regret what you did before!"

"I said that your method is not just grinding your mouth!" Jiang Han disagreed, and said with a faint smile: "Or rather, your exercises need some kind of introduction, so you are actually deliberately delaying time, wanting to make the fire here attract some people so that you can use it!"

"Huh?" seemed to be poked by Jiang Han, and Lang Yuntai's expression flashed with a trace of unnatural feeling.

Although this was just a knee-jerk reaction, it was still grasped by Jiang Han.

The next moment, Jiang Han's body moved, and he had already taken the initiative and rushed towards Langyuntai.

Jiang Han's time in the cultivation world was not short.

has grown from a rookie who has just returned from his soul and doesn't know anything, to the middle stage of metamorphosis, and can ask a master who is based in the cultivation world.

But looking at it all over, Jiang Han actually practiced very few exercises.

The Dragon Demon Skill is the most mysterious one, and in addition, it is some of the exercises of the Qingyun Sect.

However, this does not mean that Jiang Han has not observed other exercises, on the contrary, the exercises that Jiang Han is now teaching to other children are all selected and compared by him in advance.

Jiang Han has read and retired from the exercises, if not one thousand, but eight hundred.

It's just that this kind of exercise doesn't have much meaning for Jiang Han, and now that Jiang Han fights with people, he is no longer confined to the exercises.

Instead, it adopts the mode of magic and space power, directly overturning and crushing.

In addition to this, it depends on the strength of the body.

It can be said that this is a unique practice mode caused by Jiang Han's unique practice experience.

These cannot be taught to others, and even if they are reluctantly taught, they cannot be used.

Because there is no second person, he will have the same opportunity as Jiang Han.

Now, since Jiang Han relied on the power of magic and space, he couldn't get benefits from Langyuntai's hands, so he could only rely on the power of his body and take a hard-fought way to end the battle.

This evil cultivator who occupies Langyuntai's body is by no means simple, it is very likely that a certain evil spirit who was originally suppressed in Langyuntai's master broke through the seal and possessed Langyuntai.

Only in this way can we explain the current situation of Langyuntai.

This kind of evil spirit, the exercises he mastered, although they didn't have much effect on Jiang Han.

But the memories of his cultivation are of great significance.

Just like the black dragon, the black dragon has never taught Jiang Han any cultivation techniques, but his cultivation experience has become Jiang Han's precious wealth.

It can be said that without the guidance and explanation of the black dragon, Jiang Han would probably still be wandering and struggling in the cultivation world now.

I have a treasure in the air, but I can't use it at all.

Even if one accidentally leaks out, he will fall into endless trouble and be hunted to death.

"It's a good time!" The evil spirit obviously didn't know the horror of Jiang Han's physical power, and when he saw Jiang Han rushing towards him, he was not surprised but rejoiced.

"Hahaha!" Lang Yuntai laughed exaggeratedly: "It's true that there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to vote for." The Buddha power in this body was repelled by my evil skills, and I couldn't use too much power at all. If you keep using your magic to confront me, I'm still a little afraid of you, but now that you're looking for your own death, you can't blame others!"

As he spoke, Lang Yuntai reached out and grabbed it, and sucked the tooth-white demon slaying pestle on the ground into his hand, and then flicked it violently.

The tip of the demon-slaying pestle slowly poked out and turned into an iron-like existence more than a meter long.

But if you look closely, it's more appropriate to say that it's the spine of some kind of creature than an iron mace.

On one of the vertebrae, there are also granular bone spurs, which make people feel chills all over their bodies at a glance.

"Die!" The next moment, Lang Yuntai smashed his backhand, and the bone mace slashed towards the top of Jiang Han's head.

"Hmph!" In fact, from the moment the bone wedge was formed, Jiang Han had already become alert.

This kind of thing is too weird, Jiang Han can already be sure that this tooth-white demon slaying pestle is absolutely extraordinary.

Although Jiang Han has absolute confidence in his physical body.

But it won't be stupid enough to go head-to-head with it.