Chapter 440 (1/2)

Ji changkongshi's art is more terrifying. It's a way to invite the real spirit of ancestors to come into the world. If you are not strong, you can't exert yourself. Meng Xuan also had a way to subdue the spirit, that is, to introduce the divine power of douzhan Tianzun into his body, and to transform himself into douzhan Tianzun in a short time.

But all the methods Meng Xuan used were within a controllable range, and there was no hidden danger to himself. And what they did was beyond their limits.

”You go, hurry up.” Ji Changkong said, turned into a huge Phoenix, wings spread, crossed together, split a powerful cross cut, near the cross cut, cracks crisscross, constantly split.

The corpse King stepped back a hundred miles and stood in the distance. His palm aimed at Ji Changkong. Then he spurted out a long river from his palm and chased the Phoenix.

Ji Changkong's feathers all stand up upside down, and then turn into magic swords, shooting from his body. Each one is as red as blood, very gorgeous. The sword chased the corpse king.

”Don't you go yet?” Ji Changkong called back.

There was a smile on Meng Xuan's face and he said with a smile, ”you didn't go. What am I going to do? Although these three demons are powerful, they are nothing to me. Step back and let me do it. ”

Ji Changkong snorted coldly: ”at this time, what are you talking about?”

As soon as the words came to an end, he was shocked and patted on by the king of corpses. Immediately, the art of tranquilization was broken and turned into noumenon. He fell on the ground and coughed up blood. On the other hand, sometimes poverty reaches its limit.

The dragon's tail, which is like the great wall of iron and steel, sweeps over and pats on the poor man, almost breaking his golden body! He fell to the ground and his whole body was dim.

He said with a wry smile: ”today is planted here. I didn't expect that I fell here before I found anything.”

”Especially these three people, it's obvious that they are in the process of transformation and not strong. But even so, we can't compete. It's a pity. ” Ji Changkong also sighed.

Heishan Laozu's real body is still intact, where a broken stone tablet is suppressed. The corpse king and the locust tree demon came to the three together: ”good flesh and blood, after swallowing it, we can support this transformation.”

Meng Xuan smiles, stands up from their side, and then slowly steps to the three giant demons.

”What do you do, come back.” Ji Changkong drinks it, and then his eyes darken. Even if he escapes, he can't escape. There's no difference between going and not going.

Meng Xuan said with a smile: ”that stone tablet is good. The nirvana fire in your body is also a good thing.”

The corpse King sneered: ”then you have to have your life to take it.”

”No more nonsense, just burn their gods.” There were several branches in the depths of the Sophora tree demon, and then many flames appeared from him, falling out like ghost fire.

All of a sudden, sometimes poor and Ji Changkong only feel the pain of indescribable, the head is about to explode, the spirit is ignited, will perish.

But at this time, Meng Xuan opened a light curtain to protect them. After that, Meng Xuan sprang up and stood in the clouds, holding the lightning in his left hand and shining in his right palm.

”Heaven and earth are infinite.” Meng Xuan held his palm on his head. In the palm of his hand appeared a figure of Tai Chi, which gave birth to endless thunder and lightning.

”Heaven and earth borrow the law!” He slapped several people with one palm, and many palm thunder came out of his palm and fell from the sky. It's not over yet. Meng Xuan then slaps at the end of Tongtian corner.