Chapter 2041： Negative Demon Ape (1/2)
At any rate, Yan Nanxian is also a half-step return to the illusion, which can be called a half sage, plus there are more than ten powerful gods on the scene, which is equivalent to a return to the sage.
In their opinion, Jiang Tian has a weird background, but he was beaten with iron. How many nails can he crush all over his body?
”Knowing Sect Master Goose, this matter has nothing to do with me...”
Simatu sat on the ground in fright, wanting to cry without tears.
”Yan Nanxian, if you insist on killing me, you will definitely die!”
Old God Jiang Tian smiled and said:
”Why don't you just leave, save your life for yourself, won't it be good for you to enjoy the good fortune in your next life?”
Yan Nanxian was full of sarcasm: ”The nameless rat, pretending to be a god, and stubbornly stubborn at death!”
With a scream, the long sword jumped out of the scabbard tanned with the ”Silver Beard Golden Eyed Jiao” leather, and was about to kill Jiang Tian.
”Oh! I am also kind.”
”Actually, I do have a grievance with you that needs to be settled, but I think about it, I'll kill you myself another day, don't use the hands of others, so that I can relieve my hatred!”
”But since you don't listen to persuasion and have to die, you have to use your blood to dye this magical soil red!”
Old God Jiang Tian was shaking his head and sighing, looking helpless.
”Haha, you are a bad old man who dare to speak so loudly!”
Xu Jiahao looked up to the sky and laughed.
”This is the best joke I have heard this year!”
A guardian of Emperor Yachang also sneered.
”Death is to save face, the iron duck has a hard mouth, and when death is about to come, it is still talking nonsense!”
Zhao Feifei's face looked contemptuous.
The monks are all pragmatists, and their dignity and face are not worth mentioning compared to life.
Yan Nanxian's face was blue and his eyes were stern: ”I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you anymore, let's take my life!”
He was about to release Feijian.
Suddenly, the huge mountain at the foot split open, making a loud rumbling noise, dust was flying, and rocks pierced through the air.
With this loud noise, a vast expanse of devilish energy filled the void.
”Warcraft! Semi-Holy Class!”
Yan Nanxian was almost frightened, his face was pale, and he was about to flee with his sword.
Suddenly, a huge palm stretched out like lightning from the crack, pinching Yan Nanxian like a remnant cloud.
”Do not!”
Yan Nanxian was so shocked that his canthus was about to split, the law was like a tide, and the fragments of the avenue shot, and the magic weapons all over his body exploded one by one.
However, it was useless.
Mana was destroyed and corroded by demonic energy.
Slap!
Yan Nanxian was easily squeezed, blood spattered from between his giant fingers, visceral fragments poured out from his mouth, the gods and gods were all shattered, and only half of his life was left.
Rumble!
A monster with a terrifying body like a giant peak appeared in front of everyone.
I saw that this beast looked like a giant ape, but there were huge bone spurs protruding from its back, and each bone spur was swallowing black magic energy, piercing the sky like a peerless spear.
Moreover, there is a pair of fleshy wings on the back of this strange ape, and the fascia is tough. When the wings are spread out, it will cover the sky and the sun.
And there are the magical laws of dark killing and cutting into chains, spreading in all directions, if there is any substance, they will scream.
In his hands, Yan Nanxian had no resistance at all, and he couldn't get rid of it, so he could only beg for mercy desperately.
Listening to his miserable howl and looking at his embarrassed appearance, Jiang Tian's heart was filled with joy and ease.
”Anyway, it's revenge...”
The boundless hatred of the past life was pressed in my heart, like a huge rock, but now, it is finally released.
This weird ape exudes the devilish breath of the turbulent waves, which dissolves mana, disintegrates the Taoist heart, and makes people's magical thoughts proliferate.
Under this billowing devilish breath, a famous monk fell tragically to the ground, screaming, and limp.
When such a situation occurs, on the one hand, it is the erosion of the magical law, on the other hand, it is purely scared, and the mental impact is too terrifying.
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