Chapter 783: The Prison Demon Appears and Swings the Warship

"If you don't kill me, I will tell you! Otherwise, even if you beat me to death, I won't tell you! I can destroy my own soul!"

Cain shouted.

"Haha, I, Jiang Taichu, have never been threatened by anyone. You kid, go to hell!"

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

But in Jiang Tian's view, as long as Zhang Qianlei's soul is not destroyed, Jiang Tian can reshape him even if his body dies.

"If you don't tell me, well, take this secret to your grave!"

He sneered and stabbed out.

Suddenly, a large area was annihilated in the void, and streaks of thunder and purple light came towards Cain.

Click!

With this shot, Cain's blood crystal armor suddenly cracked with shocking cracks.

Many of Cain's secret techniques were also annihilated. His body was shaken with cracks everywhere, blood spurted from his mouth, and he flew backwards more than two thousand meters away.

"This, how is this possible! It's too powerful! I'm at the Holy King level!"

Cain kept vomiting blood, his face changed wildly, and he couldn't believe it.

His blood crystal armor, which can withstand depleted uranium bombs and small nuclear weapons, can't even block Jiang Tian's shot.

At this moment, he regretted it greatly.

He underestimated Jiang Tian's strength!

He once thought that Jiang Tian was an extraterrestrial visitor and the reincarnation of a god, but at this moment he still found that he had seriously underestimated Jiang Tian's strength!

How can such a person be trapped in a magic circle for a day?

He also wanted to expel the Tianqing Sect and turn Sodoni into the territory of the Dark Parliament.

It's good now, the vampire clan is going to be exterminated, and he is going to die too.

"Cain, do you regret it?"

Jiang Tian smiled faintly and said disdainfully:

"However, look at your kind and followers, they don't even have a chance to regret! Just be content!"

"Master Jiang, I really regret it, please let me go once! I can tell you the whereabouts of Zhang Qianlei!"

At this moment, Cain was almost crying, frightened and frightened.

I was really too arrogant, thinking that the Vampire Clan could get Sodoni with Nie Mingyuan's help.

But now we are losing troops and generals, and we have suffered heavy losses.

If I could fully realize Jiang Tian's strength, I would not come here. I would continue to be my supreme blood ancestor, catching a few living people to suck blood every now and then. I would be free and happy!

"Jiang Tian, ​​just die!"

Nie Mingyuan roared loudly and finally took action.

"Today, I will kill you to avenge my parents, Feng'er, and the Nie family!"

Boom!

When he looked at his palm, he saw that the black devil's palm covered the sky and the sun, with a radius of one thousand meters, and headed towards Jiang Tiandou's head.

This palm is too powerful.

Boom!

The waves were huge and the wind was howling.

A tsunami broke out. The huge waves were more than ten meters high and had devastating destructive power.

Many large ships were bumpy and heaving, as if they were about to capsize, and many strong men from the Tianqing Sect were blown away.

"Oops, the Prison Suppressing Demon Lord finally takes action!"

Some of the dark powerhouses huddled in the distance exclaimed.

"This palm is comparable to the Celestial Saint. Jiang Taichu may not have a 100% chance of winning this time!"

Situ Lei, the president of Hongmen, was more cunning. He ran far away as soon as the battle started and was able to save his life. At this moment, his face was so excited that his eyes almost popped out.

"The Demon Lord is immortal and will win this battle!"

The steppe wolf Zurgal raised his arms and shouted.

Just now, one of his arms was hacked by Jiang Tian with the Purple Lightning Saber until it exploded!

Moreover, his heir also died at the hands of Tianqing Sect. At this moment, he hated Jiang Tian deeply.

"No matter how strong Jiang Taichu is, he is just an ordinary human being. How can he be the opponent of the Prison Suppressing Demon King?"

"The Demon King has unparalleled magical power and suppresses the whole world. Once the devil's hand comes out, who can compete with him!"

"We must win! We must win!"

Seeing Nie Mingyuan take action against Jiang Tian, ​​many remnants of the parliament pumped their fists and shouted to cheer him on.

Now Jiang Tian has made it clear that he wants to kill everyone!

They knelt down and begged for mercy, surrendering and seeking refuge was useless. Nie Mingyuan was his only hope for survival.

"Master, we must win!"

Seeing the devil's palm covering the sky, Huo Qingtian's face was solemn and his brows were furrowed.

"Be careful!" Tang Linglong's face was solemn.

"Jiang Tian..."

Huang Ling'er's eyes were concerned and nervous, and her delicate body was slightly tense.

When everyone in the Tianqing Sect saw this, a trace of solemnity appeared on their faces, their hearts tightened, and their fists clenched.

Nie Mingyuan was so powerful and his demonic aura surged that even though he was thousands of meters away, he could feel the terrible pressure.

This attack is completely comparable to the Celestial Saint, far superior to the Blood Ancestor and others. It is also the strongest opponent Jiang Tian has encountered since his debut.

"If my husband has not broken through yet, this demon may be able to fight, but my husband has already broken through to the foundation-building level, and even ten Nie Mingyuan are no match for him!"

Only Zhao Xueqing understood Jiang Tian's strength and was full of confidence in him, while dismissing Nie Mingyuan.

"Nie Mingyuan, you're just a clown and a demon. You want to fight me, but you're too far behind!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly and shot the gun into the air, passing through the hole.

Boom!

The huge devil's palm immediately shattered.

The fragments of the devil's palm fell from the sky like meteorites, directly smashing many ships of the Dark Council into pieces.

"Huh!"

Noticing this detail, Zhao Xueqing's eyes were strange, her face changed slightly, and she let out a light sigh.

Generally speaking, any aura attack condensed by a cultivator on the earth will explode uncontrollably once it is broken.

However, Nie Mingyuan's demonic palm was pierced by Jiang Tian's gun and struck by lightning and high temperature, but it did not completely shatter.

These demonic palms are intertwined with countless demonic patterns, and like a law of heaven and earth, they can firmly control these demonic energies.

It can be said that if it weren't for Jiang Tian in this world, Nie Mingyuan would be invincible in terms of talent, luck, and physique!

After all, it is a prison-suppressing demonic body that is unique among billions in the world of cultivation and has a great reputation.

If the entire earth is turned upside down, I'm afraid we will only be able to find a few!

But there are also some magic palm fragments with all the magic patterns damaged, and they explode uncontrollably.

Suddenly, like cluster missiles exploding, flames shot into the sky. The giant ships were torn apart and silent, and the many weapons and helicopters on them were turned into piles of scrap metal.

"terrible!"

"It's just a fragment of the devil's palm, but it has such terrifying lethality!"

Countless people exclaimed.

Bang!

Jiang Tian was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He rushed towards Lingxiao and thrust out his second spear. His speed exceeded the limit, and he stabbed Nie Mingyuan in the chest with one spear.

boom!

The shield of demonic energy surrounding Nie Mingyuan shattered.

"Nie Mingyuan, you are too far behind!"

Jiang Tian's third spear followed, as fast as lightning.

A long-sleeved Taoist robe on Nie Mingyuan's body emitted bright light, forming a tough protection.

This is the Taoist robe from Dian Cang, a master who once ascended to the level of a heavenly immortal. It is a top-grade spiritual robe and can withstand ten full-force attacks from earthly immortals in the past.

Now, under Jiang Tian's shot, it collapsed miserably, and the fragments were scattered in the air like butterflies.

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

Jiang Tian sneered and fired another shot into the air.

boom!

Nie Mingyuan spurted black blood from his mouth and flew hundreds of meters away.

There was a black hole in the area where he was shot, and a series of shocking cracks, centered around it, spread all over the body, and blood dripped along the cracks, as if fine porcelain was about to shatter.

"hiss!"

Many powerful men in the dark world were silent and could only suck in a breath of cold air.

Nie Mingyuan's physique was unparalleled.

Moreover, during this period of time, he had plundered many body-protecting magic weapons from the Eastern and Western worlds, and now he was almost beaten to pieces by Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian has already established his foundation, and the strength revealed at this time is too strong. He has no moves at all. One sweep of the purple lightning gun has the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth.

"Jiang Taichu's strong return this time may really shock the world!"

A strong man exclaimed.

Whoosh!

Nie Mingyuan finally stabilized his figure in the sky, and sprayed out a bloody arrow from his mouth.

His eyes were splitting with anger, and he roared angrily:

"Jiang Tian, ​​you succeeded in irritating me! Forget it, this Demon Lord will reveal his true form and fight you!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, shaking dozens of miles away.

Roar!

He looked up to the sky and roared, the veins and blood vessels on his neck bulging like a horned dragon.

Snapped!

His arm exploded, and the crystal flesh and blood flew in all directions. An arm covered with dark purple armor appeared. The armor was connected to the body and pierced with several extremely sharp bone spurs, emitting a cold light.

Boom!

His legs exploded, his torso exploded...

As the red-black chaotic mist filled the air, a demon god as tall as a mountain appeared.

After the transformation, Nie Mingyuan was wearing a set of dark purple armor, with nine black demon heads, snake heads, ghost heads, dragon heads, and animal heads emerging from the muscles and bones on his back...

Nine huge demon heads roared violently and ferociously, dancing in the air, rolling erratically, and changing rapidly.

The spirit of this Demon Lord towers into the clouds and stands tall and tall on the sky and the earth.

Under its tall body, even the Taichu aircraft carrier and many ships looked like small ships. Helicopters and fighter jets are like flies.

But looking at his face, he is extremely handsome, with sharp lines like a knife and an axe. He is very similar to Nie Mingyuan's face, but there is a hint of evil.

In particular, his eyes were extremely malicious, seeming to be filled with hatred that could engulf the world, and his lips were slightly thin, making him look cruel, cold, mean and ruthless.

On top of his head, there were two long horns bent in a spiral shape, and a trace of blue electric light flashed between the two horns.

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge for my parents, Revenge for Feng'er. Revenge for the Nie family!"

Bloody tears flowed from his eyes, and with overwhelming hatred, he stepped on the void and approached Jiang Tian.

The armor all over his body made a clanging sound, and with every step he took, the mountains shook and the waves undulated.

"This, this is really a demon!"

A strong man in the divine realm who was watching the battle was so frightened that his face turned as white as paper, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Such a prison-suppressing demon king looks like he has the power to throw a mountain with his hand and destroy a city with one kick!

It looks majestic, like the demon god who came to this Nine Nether Hell, and does not look like he is from this world at all.

"Here, can Master Jiang still win?"

At this time, even Huo Qingtian and the others were frightened, without much confidence, and felt uneasy.

Bang!

Nie Mingyuan stretched out his hands and directly lifted a huge ship that was hundreds of meters long. It was as if he was swinging a huge mallet and smashed it viciously at Jiang Tian.

At this time, against the backdrop of the huge Prison Suppressing Demon Lord and ships.

Jiang Tian was like a flying bee, as if he would be smashed to pieces in the next moment.