Chapter 1005 Killing the Level 8 Demon Saint

Ho Ho...

The demons dance wildly, the attacks of the demons are very strong and fierce, just as Jiang Chen expected, Samba's death did not hit the morale of the demons, but instead aroused their anger and brutality, making the battle even more brutal .

The area from Daleiyin Temple to the half of the Western Regions in Moyou Realm was caught in the battlefield. The waves of magic were surging and rolling. Tyrant led the monks of Daleiyin Temple to take the lead. The three supreme seals bombarded everything, wherever they passed It's all swept away.

The monks of Daleiyin Temple followed the Tyrant to fight, and gradually found the feeling of the heyday of Buddhism. In the heyday of Buddhism, it was the nemesis of the demons. They restrained the demons to death. A single Buddhism is enough to suppress the entire In the Moyou Realm, where is it like now, the Mozu had just been in turmoil, and they immediately asked for help from the Shengyuan Hall. As Buddhist disciples, they all felt very shameless.

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

Everything Jiang Chen does has a certain reason. The current killing of the abbot by the enemy will not bring any negative impact to the people. Only when Buddhism is in the hands of the overlord can it truly flourish. Only through the baptism and experience of life and death can one truly transform and rise.

This battle will be a key battle for the transformation of Buddhism. The Western Region itself is a symbol of Buddhism. Not only Jiang Chen believes, but now many monks in Daleiyin Temple have begun to believe that under the leadership of Tyrant, Buddhism will definitely be able to return. The former peak, and the Tyrant has a more convincing identity, that is, the descendant of Qinglian's ancestor.

Although Patriarch Qinglian is not 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 so fierce that it was unimaginable. He rushed into the demon army alone, and waved a storm. Under the storm, countless demons died tragically and turned into dust. The powerful sixth-level and seventh-level demon saints couldn't resist Jiang Chen's storm attack at all. Their huge bodies were smashed to pieces on the spot. The Ancestral Dragon Pagoda was hidden in Jiang Chen's body, like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. , all the demons that were killed were completely absorbed by the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda.

With the continuous absorption of energy, the fifth floor of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda gradually condensed, and Jiang Chen himself got a lot of benefits. New dragon patterns began to form, and every time a dragon pattern was added, Jiang Chen's combat power increased. One point will be added. To put it bluntly, the process of Jiang Chen's battle is a process of constantly improving himself. This kind of growth rate is unimaginable and incomparable to others.

"Lord Mozun, this is the man who killed Samba."

Over the camp of the demons,

Someone pointed at Jiang Chen, who was rushing back and forth on the battlefield, and said through gritted teeth, that demon called Demon Lord was a bald middle-aged man with a vicious look on his face. He has reached the terrifying eighth-level demon saint, and is the peak of the eighth-level demon saint.

"This person is really arrogant. He even dared to break into the hinterland of our demon camp alone. He didn't know how to live or die. He killed Samba. We joined forces to kill this person and avenge Samba. The loss of the human race is such a genius. They're also a hit."

Beside the Demon Venerable, there was another eighth-level Demon Saint, his black eyes kept flickering coldly, and he did not hide his killing intent towards Jiang Chen.

"Kill this person."

The venerable said expressionlessly.

brush!

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

"Arrogant human boy, dare to attack this place alone. You are looking for death. You killed Samba. I want to see what you are capable of."

The eighth-level demon sage suddenly turned into its own body, opened its huge mouth a foot in size, set off a storm of stench, and rushed down on Jiang Chen fiercely, seemingly wanting to swallow Jiang Chen in one gulp.

"If you want to eat me, you are afraid that your teeth will be bad."

Jiang Chen was fearless. With his current strength, it was a breeze to deal with the eighth-level demon saint. Because of the essential restraint, killing an eighth-level demon saint was much easier than killing Xiao Wuleng.

Bang!

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 almost at its peak. Countless sword qi were directly intertwined into a sword net of the most rigid and yang. , put the demons under strict restraint. Under such restraint, even a powerful eighth-level demon saint would not be able to exert its full power at all.

Pooh!

Many demons around looked at this sword light that seemed to come from hell. They thought that the human boy in front of them was almost certain to die when he faced their eighth-level demon saint, but they didn't expect such a scene. The eighth-level demon saint who opened his bloody mouth wide open, took the lead with his mouth, and was cut in half by the holy sword of heaven, and the blood of the demon was splashed, and the stench was incomparable.

Roar……

The eighth-level demon sage roared angrily, he did not die after receiving such heavy trauma, after all, he was a powerful eighth-level demon sage, and it was not so easy to be killed.

But facing 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 waved out again. This time, it was even more violent than before. How could the eighth-level demon saint who had already been seriously injured resist this sword and was killed on the spot, and the terrifying energy was absorbed by the Zulong Pagoda in an instant.

hum...

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

"happy."

Jiang Chen sighed inwardly. Although he has not yet fully discovered the secrets and uses of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, he is also very clear that the more layers of the ninety-nine-story Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, the more benefits it will have. The bigger it is, the fifth layer is now completely condensed, and Jiang Chen has also received huge benefits. The number of dragon patterns has directly condensed as many as one hundred. stable.

Jiang Chen could have used the light of crossing to cross out the eighth-level demon saint, but he had used this method before. Although he went deep into the enemy camp, there might be people paying attention to him secretly. The demon saints no longer have much interest. These demon saints are all 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 only five As a super saint, it is wishful thinking to deal with the terrifying Xiao clan.