Urban Medical God

Other voices sounded in Demon Ancestor Wutian's ears.

"Destroy him in the shortest possible time! Otherwise I will not let you occupy my body again!"

That was the voice of the Demon Emperor Zhetian, and he seemed a little angry at this time.

He knew that Demon Ancestor Wutian was training with his physical body and regarded Holy Son Jianjia as the object of training.

The mysterious magic powers came one after another, almost covering the world and suppressing everything.

The Holy Son Jianjia let out his last crazy roar, and he rushed towards him like lightning. Brilliant colors appeared around his body, forming a huge circle of light, as bright as a divine ring, silent and traceless.

Wow!

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. Ice cones shattered the sky, bursting out with unparalleled coldness and attacking forward, threatening to completely wipe it out.

The world-shaking magical power was unleashed, making everyone aware of their own insignificance. The aura was so astonishing that they could not match it with ordinary strength.

Some people almost vomited blood and died, and they didn't even have time to escape.

Some people are physically weaker and are directly invaded by the cold and cold air.

"Where does this magical power come from? It's so powerful!"

There was even a half-step Tianjun who hurriedly backed away, a chill running down his spine, and a look of horror in his eyes.

Countless things vanished into ashes at the snap of a finger.

Even Holy Son Jianjia's own eyes flashed with a crazy look. He felt that his move would definitely cause serious damage to the opponent.

But ideals are often full, and reality is always skinny.

Facing such an earth-shattering offensive, Demon Ancestor Wutian looked extremely calm, and even his soul did not waver at all.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spat out, a river of stars spurted out, but the rays of light from those stars were all black, overwhelming and continuous, as if something was evolving in it.

Both the stars and the laws have turned into petrified objects. The sight is really shocking.

The soul of Demon Ancestor Wutian is like the vision of Brahma, evolving into endless creatures, roaring out and wreaking havoc everywhere.

Especially evil spirits!

It's just that the evil ghosts transformed from Jiuyou Huangquan are no different from ordinary ghosts. They look like sky-devouring beasts, casting large shadows in the void. Their eyes are blood red, like a blood moon, scarlet and dazzling.

As for Demon Ancestor Wutian's true soul, he stood in the void, extremely ferocious, unable to see the sky at a glance, and the blazing dark flames seemed to be swallowing up all the stars in the universe.

When it spreads its wings and waves, it looks like a terrifying giant beast in the void. Like the clouds hanging from the sky, it stretches the sky as if it wants to knock down the entire star.

Some of the warriors seemed to have seen the scene of the ancient wilderness battle, where all the beasts came out to compete with the sky, almost engulfing the sky.

Almost all the powerful creatures in this world appeared and manifested huge bodies, tearing apart the universe and soaring around the world.

When Saint Son Jianjia saw this scene, he was completely stunned. The various figures in front of him were densely packed, and almost all of them were extremely powerful. They covered the vast starry sky and could be regarded as the most powerful creatures.

The running and roaring of those mythical beasts caused the entire universe to collapse, the corruption was unparalleled, and nothing could stop it.

And just under such trampling, Saint Son Jianjia's ice spikes completely shattered and turned into broken stars all over the sky, and he himself was restrained by a big hand of Yaksha and slammed into the huge stars. Suddenly smoke and dust flew and there was a roar.

Holy Son Jianjia was no match for Demon Ancestor Wutian at all. Even if his strength and cultivation far exceeded this body, he was still unable to cope with the Demon Ancestor Wutian's spiritual soul in a small state.

There was lightning and thunder, the heaven and earth collapsed, and the figure of Holy Son Jianjia also recovered in a cloud of smoke and dust.

This endless magical power collapsed, and even if Holy Son Jianjia had many means, he could not stop it.

Demon Ancestor Wutian's magic and martial arts span two eras, and he possesses primitive magic, making him one of the purest powers in the world.

One law is enough to build a world.

At this moment, Holy Son Jianjia was completely defeated, and the tens of thousands of creatures he evolved also began to mourn and howl.

Demon Ancestor Wutian separated a trace of his soul and bound Saint Jianjia. The rich dark blood power almost turned into a sea of ​​blood.

And this blood is very unusual, very dangerous, even terrifying, as endless as mountains and seas.

Everything is crushed, nothing can be stopped!

Demon Ancestor Wutian is like the aloof God of War, trying to cover up all the glory.

With his hands tied, Holy Son Jianjia was trapped and dying.

"I'm just an ant, how can I get the capital to be so arrogant?"

Demon Ancestor Wutian was like a whale sucking water, the rich blood wrapped around Saint Son Jianjia's body and invaded his skin and flesh.

This kind of blood comes from the deepest part of the Jiuyou Underworld, and it is simply unmatched by ordinary people.

"What are you going to do? Let me go... I am the Holy Son of the Jianjia Sword Sect, I..."

The voice of Holy Son Jianjia was completely drowned by it, because his physical body had decomposed and fell into a passive state, and the blood energy seemed to be going crazy, trying to dismember all his cells.

Under the gaze of everyone, Holy Son Jianjia was submerged in the blood and light, and was completely annihilated into dust. It would not be an exaggeration to say that both body and spirit were destroyed.

The blood flowed back into Demon Ancestor Wutian's body along the silk threads, further integrating his soul with his physical body.

Demon Ancestor Wutian opened his arms, his face full of enjoyment and intoxication. This kind of pure power cannot be obtained all the time.

In terms of physical body, the biggest beneficiary is the Demon Emperor Zhatian! After all, the supreme body of Holy Son Jianjia is not in vain, it possesses infinite power.

Absorbing the blood of Saint Son Jianjia does not bring any benefit to Demon Ancestor Wutian himself, but it can expand the soul mark of Demon Emperor Zhetian so that it can be more suitable for the next time he is possessed by the soul.

After the destruction of Holy Son Jianjia, the soul of Demon Ancestor Wutian has also been used up, and the soul of Demon Emperor Zhetian is about to return.

"You are one step closer to becoming my container. Make the most of your last moments, hehe..."

Before Mozu Wutian finally left, he left such a sentence and then disappeared.

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