783: C783 Revealing the Prison Warden Swinging the Warship

C783 Revealing the Prison Warden Swinging the Warship

"If you don't kill me, I'll tell you! Otherwise, even if you beat me to death, I won't say it! I can self-destruct my Spirit! "

Gai Yin said loudly.

"Hehe, I, Jiang Taichu, am never threatened, you brat, go and die!"

Jiang Tian was of course concerned about Zhang Qianlei's safety.

But in Jiang Tian's opinion, as long as Zhang Qianlei's Spirit was not destroyed, even if his body died, Jiang Tian would be able to recreate him.

"Don't say it. Fine, take this secret to the grave!"

He sneered and thrust out his spear.

Immediately, a large piece of the void was destroyed, as streams of purple lightning bolts shot towards Gai Yin.

Crack!

As the spear pierced through, Gai Yin's blood crystal armor, suddenly began to crack in shocking fashion.

Gai Yin's many Secret Arts s were also annihilated, his body was shaken to the point of cracks, his mouth spewed blood s, as he flew out more than 2000 meters.

"How, how is this possible!?" Too powerful! I am of Saint King! "

Gai Yin continuously spat out blood, his expression changing drastically as he could not believe what he had just heard.

How could he withstand a poor uranium bomb and a small Nuclear weapons blood crystal armor? He couldn't even defend against a single spear from Jiang Tian.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful.

He had underestimated Jiang Tian's strength!

He had thought that Jiang Tian was a guest from another world, the reincarnation of a god, but at this moment, he realized that he had still severely underestimated Jiang Tian's strength!

How could the one-day formation possibly trap such a person?

He had even dreamt of expelling the Tianqing Sect and turning it into the territory of the Dark Council.

Now, the Strigoi was about to be annihilated and he himself was going to die.

"Gai Yin, are you regretting it?"

Jiang Tian laughed faintly, and said with contempt:

"However, look at your peers and followers. You don't even have the chance to regret it! Be contented! "

"Master Jiang, I'm really regretting it now, please forgive me this once! I can tell you where Zhang Qianlei is!

At the moment, Gai Yin was close to tears, shocked and afraid.

He thought that the Strigoi would be able to obtain the sordonide with Nie Mingyuan's help.

But now, it was a loss of troops and soldiers, with heavy losses.

If he could fully recognize Jiang Tian's strength, he wouldn't have come here. He would continue being the Supreme Blood Ancestor and catch a few living people every few days to absorb their blood.

"Jiang Tian, die!"

Nie Mingyuan roared loudly, and finally made his move.

"Today, I will kill you to avenge my parents, Feng'er, and the young masters of Nie clan!"

BOOM!

He stretched out his palm, and a black devil palm covered the sky.

The power of this palm strike was simply too great.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Great waves billowed, and wild winds howled.

A great tsunami erupted. Those huge waves were over ten meters tall and possessed a destructive strength that could easily crush even dried weeds.

Many of the large Ship started to move up and down as if they were going to fall over. Many of the Tianqing Sect s were blown away.

"Aiya, Prison-suppressing Demon Monarch has finally made his move!"

Some of the dark strong person who were hiding in the distance exclaimed.

"This palm strike is also comparable to Heaven Immortal Saint Sage's. This time, Jiang Taichu may not have a 100% chance of winning! "

President of Hongmen was more cunning, he ran far away the moment the battle started and saved his life. At this moment, his face was full of excitement, to the point that his eyes were about to pop out.

"The Demon Lord will never die! He will win this battle!"

Steppenwolf Jia De shouted as he raised his arms.

Just then, one of his arms was chopped off by Jiang Tian using his Violet Thunder Knife!

Furthermore, his son had also died in the hands of the Tianqing Sect, and at that moment, he hated Jiang Tian to the bones.

"No matter how strong Jiang Taichu is, he's just an ordinary human. How can he be Prison-suppressing Demon Monarch of the Prison-suppressing Demon Monarch?"

"Demon Lord's divine arts are unrivalled, suppressing the entire world. Once the Demon Palm is unleashed, who can contend against it!"

"Victory!" We have to win! "

Seeing Nie Mingyuan striking out at Jiang Tian, many remnants of Parliament all waved their fists and shouted, cheering for him.

Right now, it was clear to Jiang Tian that he was going to kill them all!

They were kneeling down and begging for forgiveness, submitting and submitting was useless. Nie Mingyuan was his only hope for survival.

"Master, you must win!"

Seeing that the devil palm covered the sky, Huo Qingtian's face became gloomy, his brows knitted together tightly.

"Be careful!" Tang Linglong's face became gloomy.

"Jiang Tian..."

Huang Linger's eyes were filled with worry and nervousness.

When the people of Tianqing Sect saw this, their faces became serious, their hearts tensed up, and their fists clenched tightly.

Nie Mingyuan was simply too strong. Even though he was thousands of meters away, he could still feel that terrifying pressure from the surging Demonic Qi.

This strike was completely comparable to that of the Heaven Immortal Saint Sage, far surpassing that of the Blood Progenitor and the others.

"If my husband has not broken through, this devil might be able to fight, but my husband has already broken through to the Foundation level, so even ten Nie Mingyuan s aren't opponent!"

Only Zhao Xueqing understood Jiang Tian's strength, and was completely confident in him, so she did not spare a glance for Nie Mingyuan.

"Nie Mingyuan, a mere clown devil, you are far, far worse than someone who wants to fight me!"

Jiang Tian laughed coldly, his spear aimed towards the sky and pierced through the enemy's body.

"Boom!"

That huge demonic palm directly shattered into pieces.

The fragments of the demonic palm descended from the sky like meteorites, directly smashing the many Ship of Dark Council into pieces.

"Hey!"

Noticing this detail, Zhao Xueqing's expression became strange. His expression slightly changed as he exclaimed in surprise.

Generally speaking, the moment the attack from the condensed aura of any Cultivator on Earth was broken, it would uncontrollably explode.

However, Nie Mingyuan's devilish palm was penetrated by Jiang Tian's spear and struck by the lightning and high temperature, but it did not completely shatter.

The devil palms had actually interweaved into countless paths of demonic Dao Pattern, just like the laws of the world, they were actually able to firmly control these Demonic Qi.

It could be said that if it wasn't for the fact that in this world, Jiang Tian was invincible in terms of talent, luck, and physique!

After all, they were Prison Demon Body s with an illustrious and vicious reputation that was only within the trillions of Cultivation World.

If the entire earth were to be turned upside down, perhaps only a few of them could be found!

However, there were also some demonic palm fragments that had their magic prints destroyed and could not be controlled as they exploded.

Immediately, it was as if a group of Missile exploded as flames shot into the sky. One giant wheel after another was torn into pieces and turned into silence, with many Weapons s and Helicopter s atop them turning into a pile of scrap iron.

"This is too terrifying!"

"It's just a fragment of the demonic palm, yet it has such a terrifying destructive power!"

Countless people cried out in alarm.

Clang!

Jiang Tian was unrelenting with his momentum, he rushed towards Ling Xiao, and with the second thrust, his speed exceeded his limit, and the spear pierced into Nie Mingyuan's chest.

Bang!

The Demonic Qi protective shield surrounding Nie Mingyuan shattered.

"Nie Mingyuan, you are too far behind!"

Jiang Tian's third spear shot out, fast as lightning.

The Taoist robe on Nie Mingyuan's body bloomed with rays of bright light, forming a tough defense.

This robe came from Dian Cang, an ancestor who had transformed into a dragon and ascended into the Celestial Immortals. It was a Superior Grade Spirit Robe and could withstand ten full-power attacks from Earth Immortal.

But now, after being struck by Jiang Tian's spear, it had been miserably shattered, its fragments floating in the air like butterflies.

"You should have died a long time ago. After living for so long, you should be satisfied!"

Jiang Tian sneered, and struck again with his spear.

Bang!

Nie Mingyuan spat out a mouthful of black blood, and was sent flying back a few hundred meters.

There was a black hole at the place where the gun was shot, with many shocking cracks at the center, spreading all over his body and dripping along the cracks like a blood, as though it was going to break down good porcelain.

"Hiss!"

Many Dark World s were completely silent and could only take in a breath of cold air.

The strength of Nie Mingyuan's physique could be said to be one in a million.

Moreover, in this period of time, he had plundered a lot of magical equipment s to protect himself in the eastern and western world.

Jiang Tian was already at the Foundation Building, so the strength that he displayed was too strong. Without any moves, just a sweep of the Purple Thunder Spear would have the power to destroy the heavens and earth.

"Jiang Taichu's return this time, I'm afraid it will really shock the world!"

strong person exclaimed.

"Whiz!"

Nie Mingyuan finally stabilized himself in the sky and spouted a beautiful Blood Arrow.

His eyes were filled with hatred as he angrily roared:

"Jiang Tian, you have successfully angered me! Forget it, this Demonic Lord will reveal its true form and fight you! "

The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking for tens of miles.

Roar!

He roared towards the sky. The veins and blood vessels on his neck bulged like horned dragons.

Pow!

His arm exploded, and crystal clear flesh flew everywhere. A dark purple armor arm appeared, and the armor was connected to his body, piercing out with several extremely sharp bone spikes, emitting a cold glow.

BOOM!

His legs exploded, his torso exploded...

In the midst of the reddish-black chaos mist, a demon god as tall as a mountain appeared.

Nie Mingyuan who was behind the transformation had a set of dark purple armor s on his body. From within the muscles and bones of his back, nine deep Black Gas demons, snake heads, ghost heads, dragon heads, and beasts heads crawled out …

The nine enormous devils roared savagely and violently. They danced about in the air, rolling about in an unstable manner, changing into a myriad of shapes in the blink of an eye.

This Demonic Lord Spirit towered above the clouds, reaching through the heavens.

Beneath his tall body, even the aircraft carrier s and the many Ship s were like small boats. The Helicopter Fighter was like a fly.

But looking at his face, he was extremely handsome, with lines that looked like they were carved from a knife. He looked extremely similar to Nie Mingyuan's face, but there was a faint Evil Qi feeling coming from him.

His eyes were especially resentful, as if he wanted to swallow the heavens and swallow the earth. His lips were slightly thin, making him seem cruel, cruel, harsh, and ruthless.

There were two long, curved horns on his head. Strands of blue lightning flashed between these two horns.

"Revenge!" Revenge! Revenge for mother and father, revenge for Feng'er. to avenge the Nie clan! "2

Streams of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes. With monstrous hatred, he stepped on his void as he approached Jiang Tian.

His armor rang with kengqiang sounds, and with every step he took, the earth would shake and mountains shake. Waves rose and fell.

"This, this is really the demon god!"

A Divine Stage expert spectating the battle had his face turn as white as paper from fright, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

This kind of Prison-suppressing Demon Monarch seemed to really have the power to throw a mountain and destroy a city with a single kick!

He looked extremely imposing, as if he was a demon god from the nine hells. He didn't seem like someone from this world at all.

"This, can this Master Jiang still win?"

At this time, even Huo Qingtian and the others were feeling apprehensive. They did not have much confidence as they felt uneasy in their hearts.

Clang!

Nie Mingyuan extended both his hands, directly lifting a gigantic Ship that was over a few hundred meters long, and smashed towards Jiang Tian viciously as if he was swinging up a huge hammer.

At this time, under the contrast of the huge Prison-suppressing Demon Monarch and Ship.

Jiang Tian was just like a flying bee, as though he would be smashed into pieces in the next moment.

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