Jiang Ji's eyes were only left with that red light, and all the other scenes were not clear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info His pupils dilated, as if he had seen something terrible.

The red light has a powerful spiritual pressure and might, and Shiyun uses the Immortal Emperor Sutra to interpret it, and the dragons are vivid, and they are bound to tear all things apart.

Suddenly, under the red light, Jiang Ji heard an angry roar, he didn't sit still, and used his weak strength to shoot the golden fire to resist.

"Boom!"

The red light and golden fire collided, and a tsunami-like sound came out, and the red light and the golden fire scattered everywhere, and the place where the two of them were was like being in a furnace, and it was very hot.

Jiang Ji lay on the ground gasping for breath, his clothes were completely ruined, his beard was very hot and very embarrassed, although the injury was serious, but he did not die immediately. Because of the huge consumption of Shiyun spiritual power, his move did not have the original power, which made Jiang Ji lucky not to die. However, even so, after Jiang Ji's move in Shiyun, the person also became sluggish, and the momentum on his body quickly decreased, and his bloodless face was clearly presented in Shiyun's sight.

At this moment, Jiang Ji set off a huge wave in his heart, this is not at all like the supernatural power that a monk who has only practiced for a few years should use, as far as he knows, many geniuses will only be like this after they are supported by a large number of cultivation resources, what kind of things has Shiyun experienced in the past few years to have such an achievement?

Jiang Ji didn't think much about these useless things, and when he was at the end of his rope, he took out a golden feather from his arms and looked at it in a daze, gritting his teeth and sacrificing the golden feather. He was deprived of his longevity, and his whole person was more than ten years old, and the essence and blood all over his body were stripped out and integrated into the golden feather.

That golden feather is the golden crow descendant Ling Yu that he spent a lot of money to obtain, even if he only has one-tenth of the golden crow bloodline, but the incineration power contained in it is difficult for the monk to resist.

Jiang Ji's face became even paler, and this trick boiled up the last bit of energy he had. He smiled smugly on his skinny face, very infiltrating, and said hideously: "Die, stinky boy!"

The golden feather shone brightly, and in an instant, the fire soared into the sky, and a blazing golden fire swept up to the sky. It was a real Dao fire, and there were strands of spiritual pressure fluctuations, and the flames that were refined by Shiyun with the talisman sacrifice were even more powerful.

The blazing waves of qi swept in all directions one by one, making the population dry, and the terrifying heat was rampant, devouring everything he could meet here, Shiyun's face became solemn, and he really felt the terrifying power mixed with it.

Shiyun's spiritual power surged wildly, constantly squeezing the latent power in his body. Under his near-fatal urging, a hazy vision reappeared, and the symbol of the Sky Swallowing Demon appeared on his forehead.

The hazy vision turned, and a red glow diffused out, quickly crawling towards Shikiyun's body, covering him before the golden fire engulfed him. Suddenly, a large area of golden fire fell and collided with the hazy ocean, pressing towards the clouds. The sky was full of golden flames rising from the place where Shiyun was, like the sun in the sky descending into the world!

Shiyun felt a tremendous amount of pressure from it, causing his body to crack, and blood splattered out. Although the intense heat was isolated by a hazy vision, some of the power was still transmitted, causing Shiyun's sweat to evaporate in an instant, and his skin cracked.

"Ahh

The mark on Shiyun's forehead became extremely red, and the glass-like light flowed, he shouted, his consciousness seemed to become trance, and his hands drew a mysterious Dao diagram, like a big bell ringing, and blood-colored swirls appeared on his body. The golden fire outside his body seemed to be guided, and it passed through the hazy sea of light and was swallowed up by these blood-colored vortices bit by bit.

Jiang Ji saw a surprised scene, the speed of the golden fire that he sacrificed was visible to the naked eye became smaller, and it seemed to be being dissolved by Shiyun, how could this be?

Shiyun suddenly felt a scorching power melt into his spiritual veins from outside his body, and then turned into spiritual power to nourish his whole body, making him feel refreshed, and his tiredness was instantly lightened by several points. He closed his eyes and let the power wander through his body.

At the same time, in a certain corner of the mainland, a Xuanjing tablet engraved with the three ancient characters of "Alien List" suddenly burst into flames, and a large number of monks were alarmed and rushed over. I saw that the top of the crystal tablet became blurred, and then four words gradually emerged. After these four words appeared, they floated to the second position on the crystal tablet, squeezing all the other names down one place.

"Sky Swallowing Demon Body!"

"Quick, inform the elders that the former demon body has been born!"

At the same time, this phenomenon is being presented one by one on the mainland.

"Hehe, I didn't expect such a demon body to be born......"

As a party to the party, Shiyun didn't know anything about this, and at this moment, he left Lan Canghai's instructions behind him, and saw that the move was taken step by step.

Shiyun's eyes opened, and a golden fire flashed in his pupils, and he clenched the magic with both hands, his fingers flexed and grasped, and the remaining golden fire was absorbed by him.

The golden fire disappeared, and the clarity between heaven and earth suddenly returned, and only the figure of Shiyun stood in it. As soon as the spiritual power in his body moved, he arrived in front of Jiang Ji in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Ji saw that the clouds rushing out of the golden sea were so frightened that he couldn't move, and he wanted to mobilize spiritual power to defend but there was no trace of spiritual power for him to call.

"Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. Prime Minister Jiang, today is finally your time of death!"

"No, don't kill me!"

A cold light flashed in Shiyun's eyes, his hand turned into a knife, and a dazzling golden light pierced the sky, bringing out a string of blood beads.

"Ah······h

A miserable scream came to an abrupt end, Jiang Ji's neck was broken in two, blood was gushing continuously, and his vitality disappeared quickly. Lonely in World War I, the former heroes finally went to Huangquan.

Shiyun looked up at the sky, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mother, I have avenged you." ”

"Hahahaha......" After saying that, he laughed out loud.

After a while, Shiyun calmed down the mood fluctuations in his heart, sat down, and regained his spiritual power.

The Immortal Emperor Sutra operated, and the surrounding spiritual energy was gathered and attracted into the Shiyun body to run the Great Zhou Tian, integrating into his spiritual veins and nourishing his flesh and blood.

Fang Cai's ability seemed to be the power of his demon body, and with a movement of his fingers, a small cluster of golden flames emerged from his fingers, slowly burning, but in a moment it seemed to burn out between his fingers.

Lan Canghai didn't say anything about this situation, he didn't know a little, and in this battle, they seemed to feel that his cultivation seemed to have improved a little.

Shiyun touched his forehead with a little doubt, where the imprint divine light bloomed, and there was a halo. His mind moved, and the mark vanished.

When the pranayama was almost over, Shiyun walked to Jiang Ji's corpse and ransacked everything he had hidden on his body, and then rushed back with his body satisfied.