Dragon-Marked War God - Chapter 1003

[Chapter 1005 Killing the Eighth-level Demon Saint]

Roar…

the mad dance dances wildly, the attacks of the demons are very strong and fierce. As Jiang Chen expected, Samba’s death did not damage the morale of the demons, but inspired their anger and brutality, fighting It got more brutal.

The area from Daleiyin Temple to the half of the Western Regions of the Demon Realm fell into the battlefield. The demonic waves were rolling and rolling. The tyrant led the monks of Daleiyin Temple to take the lead. It’s all swept away.

The monks of Daleiyin Temple followed the tyrants to fight, and gradually found the feeling of the heyday of Buddhism. In the heyday of Buddhism, it was the nemesis of the demons, and the demons were restrained to death. One Buddhist is enough to suppress the whole. In the Demon Realm, where is it like now, the Demon Race has just been in turmoil, and immediately sent out a plea for help to the Shengyuan Temple. As Buddhist disciples, they all felt very faceless.

The strength of the tyrants made them see the demeanor of Buddhism again. They saw the hope and future of Buddhism from the young monks, and gradually came out of the shadow of the abbot being killed, and the fighting power also began to soar. real restraint.

Everything Jiang Chen does has a certain reason. The enemy is currently killing the abbot, and it will not have any negative impact on the people. Only when the tyrants are in the hands of Buddhism can it truly flourish. Only through the baptism and experience of life and death can we truly transform and rise.

This battle will be the key battle for the transformation of Buddhism. The Western Regions itself is a symbol of Buddhism. Not only Jiang Chen believes that, but now many monks in Daleiyin Temple are beginning to believe that Buddhism will be able to return to Buddhism under the leadership of the tyrant. The former peak, and the tyrant has a more convincing identity, that is, the successor of Qinglian ancestors.

Although the ancestor of Qinglian is not a person from Daleiyin Temple, his status and influence in Buddhism cannot be replaced by others.

The battlefield spread for an unknown number of miles, and Jiang Chen was even more fierce and unimaginable. He rushed into the army of the demon clan alone, waved a storm, and under the storm, countless demons died tragically and turned into powder. The powerful sixth-level demon saint and seventh-level demon saint couldn’t resist Jiang Chen’s storm attack at all. The huge body was smashed on the spot, and the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda was hidden in Jiang Chen’s body, like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. , All the killed demons were completely absorbed by the Ancestral Dragon Tower.

With the continuous absorption of energy, the fifth floor of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda gradually condensed, and Jiang Chen himself also gained a lot of benefits. New dragon patterns began to form. Every time a dragon pattern was added, Jiang Chen’s combat power increased It will increase by one point. To put it bluntly, the process of Jiang Chen’s battle is a process of constantly improving himself. This growth rate is unimaginable and incomparable to others.

“Lord Mozun, this is the person who killed Samba.”

Over the Demon Race’s camp, someone pointed at Jiang Chen, who was rushing back and forth on the battlefield, and gritted his teeth, saying that the demon called Mozun was a bald head. The middle-aged man looked fierce, his aura was extremely tyrannical, and his cultivation had reached the terrifying eighth-level demon saint, and he was at the peak of the eighth-level demon saint.

“This person is really arrogant. He dares to break into the hinterland of our demon camp alone. He doesn’t know whether to live or die. He killed Samba, and we joined forces to kill this person and avenge Samba. The loss of the human race is such a genius, right They are also a kind of blow.”

Beside the Demon Venerable, there was another eighth-level Demon Saint, his black eyes kept flashing cold, and he made no secret of his killing intent towards Jiang Chen.

“Kill this person.”

The Venerable said with an expressionless face.

brush!

As soon as the voice fell, the eighth-level demon saint beside him had disappeared. The next moment, he appeared directly in front of Jiang Chen, and the terrifying demon power rippled out, like a vast ocean, covering Jiang Chen in an instant.

“The arrogant human boy dares to hit this place alone, he is really courting death. You killed Samba, this seat wants to see what you can do.”

The eighth-level Demon Sage suddenly turned into a body, opened a huge mouth about a zhang, and set off a foul-smelling storm. It slammed down on Jiang Chen, and it seemed that he was going to swallow Jiang Chen in one bite.

“If you want to eat me, I’m afraid that your teeth are not good.”

Jiang Chen is not afraid. With his current strength, it is easy to deal with the eighth-level demon saint, because he has intrinsic restraint and kills an eighth-level demon. Saint, it is much easier than killing Xiao Wuleng.

Keng!

The Heavenly Sacred Sword turned into a long blood-colored dragon. Wherever it passed, the void was broken inch by inch, and the sword light was approaching its extreme. Countless sword qi was directly interwoven into a sword net that reached the height of the sun. , the demons were restrained to the death. Under this restraint, even a powerful eighth-level demon saint could not exert all the power at all.

puff!

Many demons around looked at this sword light like a sword from hell. They originally thought that this human kid in front of them was almost certain to die against their eighth-level demon saint, but they did not expect such a scene. The eighth-level Demon Sage, who opened his mouth with blood, took the lead and was cut in half by the Heavenly Sacred Sword.

Roar…

The eighth-level demon sage roared. He was so traumatized that he did not die. After all, he was a powerful eighth-level demon saint, and it was not so easy to be killed.

But for Jiang Chen, the fate of this demon saint is basically doomed. Jiang Chen will not give him a chance to survive. The Heavenly Sacred Sword ripples out again. This time, it is even more violent than before. How could the eighth-level Demon Sage, who had already been seriously injured, resist this sword and be killed on the spot, and the terrifying essence was instantly absorbed by the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda.

Buzz…

The Ancestral Dragon Pagoda hidden in Jiang Chen’s body made a humming sound, vibrated violently, swallowed and refined an eighth-level demon saint, and the fifth floor of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda was completely condensed.

“happy.”

Jiang Chen secretly exclaimed that he was delighted. Although he has not yet fully excavated the secrets and uses of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, he is also very clear that the more layers condensed in the ninety-nine-story Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, the greater the benefits. The bigger, now that the fifth layer is completely condensed, Jiang Chen has also received huge benefits. The number of dragon patterns has directly condensed as many as one hundred, and his spirit and spirit also feel a little sublimation, and his cultivation base is even better. stable.

Jiang Chen could have used the light of Duhua to get rid of the eighth-level demon saint, but he used this method before. Although he has gone deep into the enemy camp, there are probably some people who are paying attention to him in secret. The Demon Sage no longer has much interest. All these Demon Sages are his own nourishment. What he has to do now is to take advantage of this battle to raise his cultivation to a terrifying level. He is now a mere five It is wishful thinking for a high-level sage to deal with the terrifying Xiao clan.

[End of this Chapter]