40,000 Years of Cultivation

When a crowd of demons and ghosts discovered Black Jack, he had already jumped to the top of the Prison Extinguishing Cannon.

Immediately, dozens of Prison Slayers riding griffins blew the sharp "lion whistle" and drove the griffin toward Black Jack.

Black Jack turned into a flash of lightning, and took the initiative to rush towards one of the Prison Slayers, kicked the opponent off the Griffin, fell to the corner of the Prison Slayer Cannon’s fort, and broke a broken tendon. , Flesh and blood.

Black Jack was pinching Griffon’s neck tightly, and his large iron-like hands were deeply embedded in the griffon’s feathers and flesh, causing the griffon’s cervical vertebrae to give a heart-piercing pain.

This griffin had to obey Blackjack's orders obediently, and staggered and bumped into the other griffins.

The Griffin battlefield of the Inferno Demon was suddenly in chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Black Jack slammed on the back of the Griffin, leaped in the air, and rushed towards the Prison Extinguishing Cannon.

"Swish!"

In mid-air, the Prison Demon behind the Griffon threw out barbed thorn whips.

This whip can be used to beat a griffon, accelerate or turn, and can also stretch freely to wrap around the enemy's neck. When the built-in blades and barbs are erected, it is enough to pull the enemy's head off.

"Shoo!"

The Prison Demon underneath also found the uninvited guest Black Jack.

Arrows and magic missiles swept towards Black Jack like a reversed rainstorm and deadly fireworks.

At the critical moment, Black Jack took a deep breath. The space around his body seemed to be distorted and turned into a colorful kaleidoscope. In the kaleidoscope, he had dozens of clones, dragged dozens of afterimages, and whip the thorns. The arrows and magic missiles all escaped.

It's too late to say, it's fast, a flower in front of thousands of demons, they saw Black Jack dive down from mid-air, firmly standing at the muzzle of the Prison Extinguishing Cannon.

In an instant, the invisible aura, resembling a flood, spread around the battlefield.

In the **** battle against the devil, the environment is harsh. Except for a few special ethnic groups such as the Turing tribe, men, women, and children are all born warriors. There is no saying that "war makes women go away".

Like the Medusa, it is a matriarchal tribe, respecting women, and only witches can master the most exquisite medical skills and physical modification skills.

Therefore, there are a large number of witches in both the Prison Destroying Army and the Six Nations Allied Forces, accounting for at least one-third of the total force.

When Black Jack's breathtaking aura spread throughout the entire battlefield, these witches were all swaying, unable to be on their own, staring deeply into Black Jack's eyes, rippling with inexplicable ripples, almost unable to breathe.

The offensive of the exterminating prisoners around the fort was stagnant.

Blackjack took the opportunity to drew the long sword from his waist and raised it high towards the dome.

"Buzzing buzzing!"

The seemingly unremarkable long sword, but there was a strange sound of the release of the seal. First, there appeared a series of criss-crossing lines like a spider web on the sword. Then, these lines unexpectedly overflowed the sword body, like blood vessels and neural networks. , Spread upwards and expand, and then, the splendid brilliance continued to fill along the "vascular and neural network", as if filling the empty skeleton with full muscles.

The original three-foot green front quickly became a super-giant lightsaber with a length of more than two meters and a width of nearly one foot.

The most weird thing is that, near the hilt of the lightsaber, there is a huge eye that is vivid and vivid. The bloodshot eyes in the eyes are like tentacles, fusing the lightsaber and the right hand of the blackjack holding the sword together.

"Hohohohoho!"

The prison slayers around the fort roared from anger into anger, and a series of hot, steam-stable spears pierced him densely.

The lightsaber full of magical power in Black Jack's hand, circling around very smartly, suddenly cut off the tips of hundreds of spears.

He himself is like the top dancer himself, standing on tiptoe, spinning lightly above the muzzle, taking advantage of the situation to lift the lightsaber high with both hands.

When the speed of the sword tip reached the extreme, almost dragging out a full circle of luminous radiance like a waning moon, Black Jack gathered all his strength and smashed it heavily, smashing the brilliance of the waning moon into the barrel of the Prison Killing Cannon.

At that moment, I had never seen the real Sun Moon Demon Race, and everyone's eyes were temporarily robbed of vision by Black Jack's sword light.

When their vision became clear again, they saw that Black Jack once again turned into a flash of lightning, galloping on countless sharp spears and swords, and even took advantage of the elasticity of a pierced spear to use the spear as an afterthought. He lifted the pole, leaped high, and grabbed one of the claws of the Griffin in mid-air.

"Crack!"

Griffon's hardest and sharpest claws, in Blackjack's hands, were completely vulnerable to a blow, and were suddenly crushed.

The griffon suffered from pain, and its ordinary wings danced wildly in mid-air, just to take Black Jack out of the range of the Prison Extinguishing Cannon.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Countless prisoners screamed.

But before they could open their bows and arrows and cast magic, they heard a strange muffled noise behind them.

When they looked back, they found that the Prison Extinguishing Cannon was bouncing like a dried kettle.

"this is--"

The Prison Demon couldn't help being frightened.

The Prison Extinguishing Cannon had completed preparations for its second launch, and the high-pressure boiler "creaked" to the point where the arrow was on the string and it had to be fired.

But Black Jack's sword light was violent just now, but it went deep into the barrel.

Although no cracks can be seen on the outside, it severely destroyed the strength of the internal structure of the barrel.

Now, the inside of the barrel is full of tiny cracks and bubbles that are invisible to the naked eye. Under the double erosion of high-pressure steam and magical power, it is becoming larger and more unstable.

The artillery who had manipulated the Prison Destroyer Artillery were all cut off by Black Jack's sharp sword light. The headless body twitched and fell off the fort. How could anyone stop the destruction of the Artillery Cannon?

"The Prison Extinguishing Cannon is about to explode!"

The countless faces of the Prison Demon were distorted, and they shouted desperately.

They panicked and wanted to escape the raging range of the cannon explosion, but it was too late.

The pressurizing devices around the giant cannon, like a pile driver, rose again and again, and fell heavily, and smoke and steam rose up into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

However, this time, the magic projectile was not violently pushed out by the high-pressure steam—before that, the violently swaying barrel could no longer withstand the terrifying force, torn apart, and an extremely violent explosion occurred.

boom!

The prison extinguishing giant cannon exploded.

The tragedy that happened just now in the battle formation of the Six Nations Allied Forces, almost exactly the same, repeats itself in the battle formation of the Prison Demon.

No, the destructive power this time was even more tragic than before.

Because the steel shards that the goddess blasted around like flowers this time, in addition to the magic projectile itself, there are also all the fragments and parts of the Prison Extinguishing Cannon.