Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

"I don't know what to fear!"

Amidst the collapsed bricks and stones, the feminine young man's chest was sunken, staring at Jiang Chen in front of him.

He stretched out a hand, the five fingers became bright red and sharp, and the arm seemed to suddenly become paper folded, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.

Treacherous, sinister, frightening.

This is actually a high-ranking master with extraordinary strength.

Jiang Chen grinned, and looked at the other party with a dead-like gaze.

There seemed to be something surging in his body, and the golden pupils began to glow.

"What, golden pupils!"

"It's so weird, who the hell is he?!"

"Looking at it, I feel like my soul is being sucked in..."

"Is this the legendary pupil of the gods?"

It was only then that the members of the Dark Alliance in the distance noticed that this man who appeared hastily had a pair of golden pupils.

Can't help but secretly speculate.

He may have a very extraordinary background!

And after Sectional Master Zhou shouted loudly, he wanted to take out the heart of the person in front of him with his paper right arm, but when he stretched his hand halfway, the burst of breath from the other party made his soul tremble.

"Paper making, making colored paper... making people and ghosts to sacrifice Yin and Yang!"

His complexion changed instantly, and he resolutely began to recite an ancient formula.

While speaking anxiously, he backed away and took out many things from his arms at the same time.

"out!"

A piece of colored paper swelled rapidly and turned into a thin man with vivid eyes, not like a dummy, his whole body was bright red, and he actually possessed the power of blood clothes.

Although the combat power is not as good as the real blood clothes, it is absolutely overwhelming against the strong under the blood clothes.

"Again!"

Another female paper figurine emerged, also covered in bright red.

"Out! Out! Out!"

He shouted loudly several times, and sacrificed countless hole cards, a total of three blood-colored paper figurines, and seven or eight half-red paper figurines, not counting, and finally took out a colorful paper shroud from his clothes Put yourself on.

up to this point.

Sectional Master Zhou has already retreated tens of meters.

Between him and Jiang Chen were paper figurines, as well as some evil magic weapons, such as a broken bowl with a hole missing, and a paint-stained hooking brush.

The paper makers all looked surprised.

I don't understand why my hall master suddenly acted like crazy, throwing out so many hole cards.

The expressions of Carpenter Liu and Granny Wu on the side changed drastically, and they also felt the extremely deadly threat!

The two hall masters hurriedly drew back.

Especially away from Sectional Master Zhou's direction.

The light of Jiang Chen's golden pupils finally reached its peak at this time, he raised his head, locked on the feminine young man, and murmured.

"Spiritual Golden Eyes, open!!"

Two vortexes appeared in the eyes, and the blood-clothed ghost's Yin Qi inhaled earlier all turned into the purest energy fluctuations and poured out at this moment.

Fiery white light exploded.

"boom"

Amidst the terrifying bangs, the horrified screams of the paper figurines were heard, and all Hall Master Zhou's hole cards were quickly destroyed in an instant.

"Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and resisted.

But the paper shroud on his body didn't last even a second, before it was severely torn, and the next moment, it was his body.

It is impossible for a blood coat to exert all its yin energy in a single blow.

It can only be done when it explodes.

What's more, Jiang Chen's blow contained the sum of Yin Qi that was born during Zhang Yan's continuous torture and tragic death.

Judging from the strength it showed in the end.

This blow, probably reached the power of a high-ranking blood-clothed self-destruct!

Even if Sectional Master Zhou is a high-ranking grandmaster, it's hard to resist! There was a dead silence.

No one thought that he still underestimated the decisiveness of this man. He not only made a move as soon as he said it, but also made a big move!

There are not as many fights as everyone imagined, there are coming and going.

After the opponent threw down Sectional Master Zhou, he used a desperate move on the spot, intending to kill him.

ruthless! Too cruel!

This is Jiang Chen's first impression on all members of the Dark Alliance.

A gust of wind blew by.

In the team of bearers, all the paper figurines suddenly seemed to be cut open by an invisible pair of scissors, turning into a pile of shredded paper.

Shredded paper fluttered, forming a young man, it was Sectional Master Zhou who was full of viciousness, his body was gone at this moment, he became a paper human body, and his strength was greatly reduced.

The opponent's blow was terrifying.

It's quite terrifying, definitely enough to instantly kill a high-ranking grandmaster, but after all, he has been in this realm for many years, and he has an astonishing number of cards, and he still left a sigh of relief after all.

"Damn it, you're fucking damned!"

"I don't want to live anymore, and I still want to hold me back!?"

Sectional Master Zhou stared at Jiang Chen with stern eyes, almost wanting to choose someone to kill.

He saw that the other party was hunched over at the moment, panting heavily, obviously expending a lot of energy, and it was impossible to run away in front of his three grandmasters.

This is obviously to die.

But he chose to pick on himself before he died, and spent most of his life's hard work, plus his physical body, completely wasted!

This made Sectional Master Zhou so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

And Jiang Chen raised his head, looked at him lightly, and muttered to himself: "Not dead yet?"

"Don't move, I'll make another hammer!"

As he spoke, he picked up the Yinshen Hammer and rushed forward.

Sectional Master Zhou, who was originally looking ruthless, changed his expression in fright, and hurriedly shouted: "Sectional Master Liu, Mrs. Wu! This person has run out of cards, and if he hasn't made a move yet, when will he wait!?"

Not far away, the two hall masters were squinting their eyes to watch the play.

hear this.

I also understand that I can't continue watching.

Tonight is a task arranged by the headquarters of the Dark Alliance. If something goes wrong because of my own selfishness, it will be difficult to explain it when I go back.

"Hehehe." A sneer came, and the wrinkled old lady stood in front of Jiang Chen, opened her mouth, and spat out a big centipede.

Ordinary people have long forearms, two pairs of compound pupils, colorful backs, and a pair of transparent thin wings, which are not easy to mess with at first glance.

"Little baby, since you're here, save your life!"

Granny Wu gave a strange laugh, and the centipede flew over at a speed no less than Grandmaster.

Jiang Chen kept walking, reciting a few words, raised his hand, and a rain of blood fell in front of him, hitting the centipede, making a strange "chi chi" sound.

The venomous centipede of the King of Poison curled up fiercely, fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and soon lost its vitality.

This is the great supernatural power of blood rain.

Even Buddhist treasures can be polluted.

A mere voodoo, once contaminated, it will be difficult to survive!

"Young man, did you drop something? Hehe!" At this moment, a strange laugh suddenly came from behind Jiang Chen.

He turned his head and saw the carpenter standing behind him, tearing off a corner of his clothes with one hand, and wanted to leave with a strange smile.

The other party seemed to want to curse himself with this thing.

Jiang Chen was transforming into a demon at the moment, one of the ancient feather worms. Even without the talent of blood, his speed was astonishingly fast. As soon as he stretched out his big hand, he firmly grasped the opponent's wrist.

The carpenter's expression changed.

What made him speechless in astonishment was.

next moment.

An ID card was slapped on his face, with a tuft of hair, a two-inch photo, and a few drops of blood dripping from Jiang Chen biting his finger.

"Come."

"Curse me, bastard!!"