Super Pirate Ship

Jiang Tian displayed the Ten Thousand Demon Flags in his hands, and Demon God Zhurong rushed out from the flag. Its attack method was very simple. Its arms covered with red scales continuously tore the enemy into two pieces and stuffed them into its mouth to chew.

The souls and flesh of these cultivators contain powerful power. Every time they devour a person, the aura of Demon God Zhu Rong becomes stronger.

Jiang Tian witnessed all this and sighed in his heart. He used the Twelve Du Tian Shen Sha formation to absorb the ghosts and condensed the ancestral witch clone. As expected, he was very powerful. This demon Zhu Rong was only 5 stars when he was first condensed, but he could tear it apart. Killing the Night Owl King, and now killing hundreds of powerful people, you know, there is a half-step saint among them.

Hundreds of people were lost in the blink of an eye, and the methods were extremely bloody. They were all devoured by the demon Zhu Rong. However, Jiang Tian showed no mercy at all. You must know that these people are not innocent people. Every one of them has dirty hands. It can be said that the few people who lost their lives are all guys who do whatever it takes to improve their strength.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, a ball of red flame suddenly lit up in the air, as if stars were rising into the sky. Every bit of fire had unimaginable power. Suddenly, all the sparks dispersed in all directions, revealing a star in the center. Big fireball.

In the center of the fireball, there seemed to be a three-legged giant bird, looking coldly at the demon Zhu Rong in the sky through the scorching air.

"What is this?" Jiang Tian's expression changed drastically. He could feel that this three-legged giant bird had an aura that frightened him, as if the other person would turn into ashes with just one breath of flame.

At this distance, the fireball was like a huge sun, emitting high temperatures that were enough to melt gold and iron. Above the ground, entire rocks began to melt. The temperature was frightening.

Even Rogetia, the giant fire dragon, cannot control this kind of flame.

And Jiang Tian knew. The existence that can bring such pressure to oneself can only be the existence of the holy level.

The three-legged giant bird in front of me is actually a saint-level powerhouse?

Looking behind the three-legged giant bird, there is an old man in gray robe standing half a step up the holy steps. At this moment, the old man in gray robe was covered in blood. Although he escaped several attacks from Demon God Zhu Rong, he was also seriously injured. However, at this moment, the old man in gray robe had a look of pride and arrogance on his face. "Haha, you all have to die, you all have to die, and I have to thank you. If I kill everyone, then all the treasures in Yewei Mountain will be mine!"

Looking at the old man in gray robe who was laughing wildly, Jiang Tian did not speak, but summoned Rogetia in human form. As soon as the giant dragon came out, he exclaimed. "Dragon God, what a terrifying flame!"

Jiang Tian asked: "Rogetia, do you recognize the three-legged giant bird in front of you?"

Rogetia touched the shiny top of his head, looked solemn, and shook his head, "No, even the memory inheritance does not have the name of this giant bird, but it can control such a terrifying flame, even in the universe Zhongya is a powerful creature!"

"I know the name of this giant bird!" Matra, who had been staying out of the situation, flew over.

Jiang Tian saw that he was telling the truth, and there were indeed his family's sacred objects in Yewei Mountain. That's why he was not included in the attack range, and he always felt that this Matra had a unique aura, and Jiang Tian was sure that this aura did not belong to Matra, which made Jiang Tian feel from the bottom of his heart that this person was not easy to deal with.

Matra came to Jiang Tian. He continued: "It's called the Fire Vulture. It is born with the ability to control flames. It is usually born on a magma planet with a harsh environment. However, the Fire Vulture is only a 4-star Warcraft. There are very few that can advance to 5-star. As for the Holy Level. Even more so. It’s rare, I didn’t expect that Borina actually has a summoning card that seals the Holy-level Fire Vulture!”

Borina is naturally the old man in gray robe.

"Holy Order" Jiang Tian's expression changed slightly.

"My lord, this fire vulture was a saint when it was alive, but now it is just a soul. I am afraid it does not even have half of the strength it had before it was alive!" Rogetia said.

"Isn't half the strength of a saint-level expert enough to kill you?" Jiang Tian said angrily.

"Hehe," Rogetia smiled, "If Sun Yuan and I join forces, I will be 100% sure to kill the soul of this fire vulture!"

Matra showed a surprised expression. This bald man had such an arrogant tone. He was a strong man of the holy level. Even in his soul state, the strength he could display could easily kill any 5-star strong man.

Jiang Tian waved his hand, "Just stand aside!"

This is the soul of the holy class. If the Ten Thousand Demonic Banners can swallow it, then the strength of Demon God Zhu Rong can be greatly improved. How can I be willing to let Rogetia be crippled.

As long as it's not a holy level, then everything is fine!

"Fire Vulture, kill them all, leave no one behind!"

Following Borina's words, the temperature of the surrounding space suddenly increased, and the location of the fire vulture had completely turned into an earth furnace, seeming to melt everything in the world into red water.

Jiang Tian looked solemn, is this the power of the Holy Order? It is indeed powerful, with that kind of temperature, not to mention being hit, even a 5-star strong person will be burned to ashes even if he is close to it.

"Bah!"

The fire vulture let out a high-pitched cry and immediately flew up, flapping its wings. Immediately, two pillars of fire swept toward the demon Zhu Rong blocking its path. The terrifying flames burned and distorted the space.

"The Great Formation of the Twelve Capital Gods!"

Jiang Tian quickly offered up the Ten Thousand Demon Banners. Although Demon God Zhu Rong was powerful, if he could be within the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods, he would be able to explode with even more powerful power.

Suddenly, two flags covered a 2-kilometer radius.

Matra's expression changed drastically. Before he could even withdraw, he was enveloped in this space. In this space, he felt an irresistible will. If the other party wanted to kill him, there would be no suspense at all. .

Demon God Zhu Rong is not afraid of flames at all. Don't forget, what he is stepping on is a fire dragon. It is said that in the ancient times, the real ancestral witch Zhu Rong was indeed a powerful fire dragon at his feet. His strength was not far behind even the ancient strong men. . Of course, the current demon god Zhu Rong is stepping on the condensed fire dragon without any consciousness.

When the two fire pillars arrived in front of the demon god Zhu Rong, they immediately sank into Zhu Rong's mouth like swallows returning to their nests. The flames that could melt gold and forge iron were sucked into Zhu Rong's mouth as if drinking water, and he showed an expression of enjoyment.

Matra's jaw almost dropped. The creature in front of him was clearly inferior to him in strength. Why could it swallow the flames that even he was afraid of?

Rogetia also looked surprised.

When Jiang Tian saw it, he suddenly heard that Wu Zhurong, the ancient ancestor, was an ancestor who played with fire. Although this clone was just superficial, the Twelve Heavenly Divine Evil Formation was not a mortal thing after all, and the condensed clone had some of its attributes. .

If Wan Mo Banner can recall a drop of the blood essence of the ancient ancestor Wu Zhurong from the universe by then, then he will be able to fully possess Zhu Rong's magical powers and become stronger as he grows.

Just like the python-headed body sleeping in the Ten Thousand Demon Banners, I believe that the next moment it wakes up, it will definitely shake the world! It's a pity that the current Gonggong clone seems to have encountered a bottleneck. The last ray of essence and blood cannot be completely refined, unless a drop of pseudo-god-level essence and blood is obtained as a primer to help it refine.

But how can you get the essence and blood of a pseudo-god level, that kind of aloof existence, a strong man at the pinnacle of the universe?

Not to mention false gods, even saints, I can't deal with them.

The fire vulture flew up, and when it opened its mouth, a ball of white light spurted out from its mouth.

This is an extremely hot temperature, and it is also the most powerful single attack magic that a fire vulture can release. The power of this magic is almost comparable to the existence of a forbidden curse. If it breaks out, I am afraid that it will become a swarm within a radius of 10 miles. Scorched earth.

Forbidden spells are the exclusive preserve of saint-level powerful men. If a legendary mage wants to release the forbidden spell, he not only needs to prepare a lot of magic materials, but also needs a huge team of mage to support the magic power, and then it takes a period of time before he can release it.

Moreover, the power of the forbidden spells released by legendary mages and holy mages is also very different.

The next moment, with everyone stunned, Demon God Zhu Rong rushed out, opened his mouth and sucked the white flame into his mouth, and quickly came to the side of the fire vulture. His arms covered with red scales stretched out, 5 meters long fire. The eagle was caught in the hands of the demon master.

"Bah!"

The fire vulture's whole body was filled with terrifying temperatures, and its huge body was constantly struggling to escape from the Demon God Zhu Rong. However, in terms of strength, it was far from the Demon God Zhu Rong, and in terms of flames, its flames could not cause harm to Zhu Rong at all.

This is probably the most tragic way for a fire vulture to die, seeing its soul essence being swallowed up bit by bit by Zhu Rong.

The originally bright red feathers gradually dimmed, the flames slowly extinguished, and the whole image was extremely miserable, as if it had been poured with strong sulfuric acid. It no longer looked like the divine horse it had when it first appeared.

In less than a minute, all the essence of the fire vulture was swallowed up by Zhu Rong. The soul of the fire vulture, which had lost its power, suddenly disappeared. Before dying, it let out a cry, which seemed to be a trace of unwillingness.

"This is impossible, impossible. No one but the Holy Order can defeat the soul of a strong Saint-level man!" The expression of the gray-robed old man Borina changed drastically, with an incredible look on his face, and a trace of fear on his face.

What answered him was Zhu Rong's attack, and his 9-meter-tall body rushed towards Borina.

"It's not that simple if you want to kill me. I have to support you before I die!" Borina knew that he couldn't escape, a look of madness appeared on his face, and then a powerful aura erupted from his body, which was stronger than before he was injured. Even better.

"This is" Jiang Tian was confused.

"A secret method that uses vitality to overdraw potential, which can enhance strength in a short time!" Matra explained, but he was muttering in his heart that this strong man seemed to lack common sense. (To be continued.)