Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

On the pitch-black river surface, the temperature dropped to freezing point, and the river suddenly turned red, and a lot of blood gushed up, which was extremely evil.

A pale hand stuck out from the bloody water, grabbed the river surface, and climbed up little by little.

This is a monster.

Humanoid, with pale skin, wearing a red ancient official robe.

Deep-set eye sockets, high browbones, and a crazy expression on his face.

"Son of Jiang God!"

"Jiang Ju is careful, this is also a monster equivalent to the quasi-Yan Luo!"

Jiang Chen had just heard the reminder from the crowd, and when he looked over again, he found that the son of the Jiang God had disappeared. He frowned slightly, took a step forward, shrunk to an inch, and appeared 10,000 meters away.

next moment.

"boom"

The place where he was originally standing seemed to be hit by something terrifying, causing waves hundreds of meters away.

Moreover, Jiang Chen still couldn't see the opponent's figure clearly, and a strong ominous sign rose in his heart again. He didn't say anything, and once again shrunk to an inch...

Amidst the terrifying loud noise, the place where he was standing was once again attacked by terror.

The strength of the opponent is somewhat beyond imagination.

It was almost the same as the pressure that the Metropolitan King had brought to him before, as long as he was hit, he might be seriously injured and dying!

The son of Hebo, the son of Jiangshen, indeed both possess quasi-Yan Luo strength.

This background is too terrifying.

Jiang Chen could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge, retreating again and again.

At this time, under the Yangtze River, coffins floated up one after another.

Some are mahogany longevity coffins, some are black wooden heavy coffins, there are also sealed coffins covered with talisman paper, and sarcophagi weighing more than a thousand tons...

One after another coffins were suspended above the water, and terrifying breaths emanated, stirring up the long river, churning like crazy, and it had already begun to spread outwards, as if it wanted to destroy everything on both sides of the river bank!

"Fuck! So much?"

"What to do, we obviously don't have enough people!"

"Old Zou, how many can you deal with?"

A group of Yincao great masters showed embarrassment, they counted, there were six coffins, and the aura emitted was all half kings, this was too terrifying, it was an unimaginable force.

"You guys, what do you think of this old man?" Zou Lianshan's face darkened: "At most one, the old man is not a powerful person in the half-king realm."

At this time, a mahogany coffin was opened, and a woman in a wedding dress with heavy make-up came out from it.

"Old Zou, just one by one, hurry up, this seems to be Mrs. He, and ordinary people can't handle it."

Several people spoke quickly.

The aura emitted by the woman is terrifying, although it is not as good as He Bo's son, it definitely belongs to the peak level among the half kings.

Zou Lianshan shook his hand violently and almost fell from the air. What happened to me!

"Move the mountain, use all your strength, or we will die together this time."

"Other people can kill me and save your life. Hedi Jigui and you should be natural enemies. Can you move that mountain and smash her!"

he said to himself.

Soon, his face turned pale, with a hint of ferocity, as if he wanted to retreat and leave the battlefield, but he was stopped by Zou Lianshan's will.

In the end, he took a sip of bad luck, looked at a big mountain beside the Changhe River with a dark face, gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and the mountain rose into the air very slowly.

Mrs. He Bo had also spotted her target and walked towards Zou Lianshan.

"Move the mountain!!"

He shouted loudly, and an invisible mountain came down and temporarily blocked it. The speed in his hands increased, and he moved the mountain with all his strength.

Two and a half kings, fighting together.

The rest of Luo Ji and the others showed embarrassment, because at this moment, the black wooden coffin was opened again, and a humanoid monster covered in white hair rushed out.

"How to do?"

"What else can I do, I'm on the verge of being a ghost!"

"It's too dangerous, and there are too many half-kings of the ghost lineage, so how useful are ghosts?"

"If you can block one, it's one, that's the only way..."

"All the servants obey orders."

"It's a bit of a ghost!"

Under Luo Ji's command, a Yinchai stood separately, and a magnificent formation was spread out on the spot, with four Grandmasters as the head, 20 or 30 Grandmasters as assistants, and nearly a thousand C-level Yinchai as the foundation of the formation. .

Everyone's faces turned serious.

This array is not commonly used.

Because it is too dangerous, you need to call out the ghosts in your body, if you are not careful, you will be bitten by ghosts.

But at this time there is no other way.

Yin Qi filled the air, forming a large black mist. In the big formation, each and every one of the ghosts looked like evil spirits. Their bodies were looming, but they slowly disappeared.

When the white-haired monster rushed to the front.

Out of the black mist, a huge green-skinned evil spirit walked out, with blood-faced fangs, as big as a hill, and with an astonishing aura, it slapped it out.

The white-haired monster was smashed into the ground hard, its body cracked.

The green-skinned evil spirit picked it up, as if it wanted to tear it in half.

It was only at this time that he could see clearly that this was actually a very old water monkey, maybe it was the ancestor of the water monkey, no wonder it was so evil and powerful that it could reach the semi-king level.

"squeak"

The white-haired water monkey let out a sharp cry, and its long and pointed nails spread out to a length of more than half a meter, unimaginably sharp.

The cold light flashed across, and the finger of the green-skinned evil spirit was cut off, while the white-haired water monkey turned into an afterimage, disappeared in place, reappeared, and came directly to the back of the evil spirit's neck, inserted its long nails, and dug out a A mass of flesh and blood.

The green-skinned evil spirit stretched out his hand to cover it, but the opponent had already dodged away again.

Even if the ghost formation is successfully used, it is still not an opponent of a half-king, because the green-skinned evil ghost is too limited, has great strength, but lacks agility. It is huge and bulky, and it has almost become a living target.

On the side of Yin Cao, the battle situation is difficult.

Not only that, but two more coffins were opened.

Two river gods came out.

Ordinary tributary river gods use the son of the river god to reborn, and then practice to "adulthood", they will be summoned by the river gods and river gods down the Yangtze River, and become the foundation of the ghost worship line.

These two are such existences.

This time, Jiang Chen, who kept dodging, made a move and directly swallowed a Lingshen Pill, and two half-kings walked out of it, blocking a river god respectively.

At this time, there was also a sound from a distance.

"Lingbaozong, Xiaoyaozi is here, who dare to make trouble!"

An old man in a purple robe flew over, with a unique shape, a golden demon mirror on his forehead, and a pair of armor of the consecrated Eight Immortals on his body. Every scale was filled with ancient characters.

In his left hand is a big gourd, in his right hand is a lightning strike wooden sword, with a piece of Lingbao jade tied to it, and there is even a gossip plate in his mouth.

There is a big bag on the back, jingling bells, and there should be a lot of magic weapons in it.

Without further ado, the old Taoist threw himself on a coffin, took out a large number of soul-sealing nails, and directly wanted to kill his opponent in the bud.

It's a pity that it failed, the coffin lid exploded directly, and sawdust and talisman paper flew.

A figure covered in blood came out, his skin was so red and purple.

Dushi Wang, Zou Lianshan, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but look over.

"A formed blood corpse?"

"No wonder this coffin has been sealed with a lot of talisman papers."

"Xiaoyaozi, you know how to choose your opponent, you picked the strongest one!"

The veteran Taoist was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, but there was nothing he could do. The opponent he had chosen would finish the fight even crying. He directly plunged his sword into someone else's heavenly spirit cover, and ran away in a flash.

Just ran out not far away, muttering words in his mouth.

"The sky is as mighty as a canopy, and the thunder is as powerful as a prison."

"Huanghuang Zhaozhao..."

After a series of incantations, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded from the sky, and then a thunderbolt thick as a bucket fell down and hit the mahogany sword.

The blood corpse was chopped black all over.

But its resilience is so amazing, it actually tore off the scorched parts of its body, and the flesh and blood grew back.

At the same time, the formed blood corpse suddenly softened and turned into a pool of blood, which fell into the river and disappeared.

The next moment, it suddenly appeared behind the old Taoist, piercing his back with one hand.

The old Taoist fell from mid-air, dead beyond death.

However, when the blood corpse went to examine the corpse, it was discovered that it had turned into a scarecrow, and a huge demon mirror exuded a strong golden glow, shining on it from behind...

The blood corpse covered his body and rolled on the spot.

The two and a half kings fought together again, fighting skills, fighting cunning and evil techniques.

The situation in Yincao is not optimistic, and there is still a half-king who has not been dealt with. At this moment, the sarcophagus is shaking non-stop, and it seems that something terrifying is about to come out.