Chapter 1992 Heavenly Dragon Slash

"Damn bastard!

How could his defense and strength be so powerful?

Could it be that he also broke through the Martial Saint Realm and practiced the Dragon Clan's secret method of fighting? "

Ji Xiuluo retreated to the east side of the altar, panting silently while thinking in shock.

Of course he could tell that Ji Tianxing was using dragon clan combat skills.

Between every move and every move, there is the sound of dragon chant.

The golden light and shadow burst out, and there will always be a phantom of the dragon.

Ji Xiuluo thought to himself, this kid could not be from the Dragon Clan, could he?

Only the dragon clan has such a powerful physical body and such wonderful combat skills.

"However, Lord Demon God never mentioned that this kid belongs to the Dragon Clan.

Could it be that he hid it too deeply? "

Thinking of this, Ji Xiuluo made up his mind that after returning to Beiming Mountain, he must report this top-secret news to the Primordial Demon God.

At this time, Ji Tianxing flew over from the darkness, looked down at Ji Xiuluo condescendingly, and sneered contemptuously.

"Hehe, what a bullshit Asura Demon Saint, he's just a chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a single blow!

Ji Shura, if you have any hole cards, use them, otherwise you will have no chance! "

When the words fell, Ji Tianxing's body was full of bright golden light, and a shadow of a dragon soaring into the sky appeared behind him.

"hold head high!"

The phantom of the hundred-foot-tall golden dragon let out a dragon cry that pierced gold and cracked rocks.

Ji Tianxing also did his best, holding the Zantian Sword and slashing at Ji Shurao.

"Heavenly Dragon Proud Slash!"

At this moment, his strength exploded to the extreme, all concentrated on the Burying Heaven Sword.

The Heaven Burying Sword lit up with a sacred golden light, condensed a giant sword of hundreds of feet, and with the power to destroy everything, it slashed at Ji Shura's head.

The golden light pierced the darkness and tore the night sky apart.

Before the giant sword could reach it, Ji Shurao's suppressed body trembled due to the incomparable suppressing force, and his feet sank into the ground.

Ji Xiuluo looked up at the giant sword, his pupils constricted, and his eyes were extremely serious.

It is very clear that if this sword hits, it will be seriously injured if it does not die.

At a critical juncture, he had no choice but to resort to taboo secret techniques at any cost.

"Burning Blood to Transform God, Great Demon God Shura Fist!"

As it let out a roar, blood flames ignited all over its body.

It ignited its own blood essence, which more than tripled its power.

The price for using this secret technique is... the loss of fifty years of penance.

"Go to hell!"

Ji Xiuluo let out an angry roar, waved a pair of black and cold fists, and blasted at Ji Tianxing recklessly.

Behind it trailed a long blood-colored tail flame, like a meteor piercing the night sky, colliding with that giant sword.

"Boom!"

A deafening bang exploded, resounding for hundreds of miles.

The golden light giant sword collapsed in an instant, turning into tens of thousands of golden light fragments, splashing all around.

Ji Tianxing was shaken back by the terrifying force, rolled and flew out, and fell into the wilderness twenty miles away.

One of Ji Shura's wrists was cut off by the huge sword on the spot.

The two sharp claws shattered into countless pieces of black dross, scattered in the night sky.

The black carapace on the chest also cracked a few cracks, splashing purple demonic blood.

It was seriously injured and suffered great pain, and its fighting power was also weakened.

The violent impact blasted the earth into a deep pit with a radius of tens of miles.

Ji Xiuluo was covered in blood, wrapped in the shock wave, and flew upside down more than ten miles away.

Dust and gravel covering the sky and the sun enveloped the entire wasteland.

The violent impact, the darkness pouring into the edge of the wilderness, dissipated immediately.

After a full hundred breaths of time, the earth-shattering movements gradually stopped.

At the same time, Ji Shuluo, who was seriously injured, took the opportunity to sneak into the altar in the middle of the wilderness.

"Shua!"

With a flash of brilliance, it escaped from the second floor of the tower and disappeared without a trace.

A moment later, Ji Tianxing turned into a golden light, flew from the darkness, and landed on the altar.

During this period of time, he went to deal with more than a dozen surviving demons.

More than 20 strong demons, more than a dozen of them were killed by the aftermath of the battle, and they had already been wiped out.

The remaining dozen strong men fled far away with serious injuries, and they did not escape Ji Tianxing's beheading.

So far, more than 20 strong demons have died.

Only Ji Shura was left alone and escaped without a trace.

And Ji Tianxing also returned to his original appearance.

He is seven feet tall, wearing a white robe, holding the Heaven Burying Sword in his hand, with a strong and domineering aura.

It's a pity that the ruined long hair hasn't grown out for a while, and it looks a bit embarrassed.

He only suffered a slight injury, and he just exercised his kung fu and adjusted his breath for a while, but he is no longer seriously injured.

Standing on the altar, he leaned over to look at a drop of demonic blood on the ground, and couldn't help frowning and muttering, "Damn Ji Shura, you actually ran away?

no! I can't give him a chance to breathe, I must kill it completely while it is seriously injured! "

Ji Tianxing has made up his mind to kill, and decides to kill the weeds.

But he was a little hesitant, not sure where Shura fled.

Did he go to the third floor of the tower?

Or returned to the first floor of the tower?

"When I first came here, Ji Shura and those demons were around the altar, seeming to be cracking the formation.

I don't know, did Ji Shura break the formation? "

Thinking this way in his heart, Ji Tianxing decided that most likely Ji Shura failed to crack the formation.

Even if he escaped, he must have escaped back to the first floor of the tower.

Therefore, Ji Tianxing waved his palm to shoot out a golden light, and activated the big formation by casting a spell.

"Shua!"

With a flash of light and shadow, Ji Tianxing passed through the formation and left the second floor of the tower.

In the next moment, he appeared on the first floor of the tower, standing on the square.

Behind him is the statue of Yin and Yang, surrounded by darkness.

Ji Tianxing released his consciousness and spread it around, searching for traces of Ji Shura.

However, there was no blood on the ground, and no demonic energy remained in the air.

Not reconciled, Ji Tianxing quickly left the square and started a careful search in the surrounding buildings.

There are thousands of houses and palaces, and he spent two hours carefully checking them twice.

In the end, he still couldn't find any trace of Ji Shura.

Facts have proved that Ji Shura did not return to the first floor of the tower.

Ji Tianxing frowned suddenly, his face darkened and he began to think.

"Since it's not on the first floor, it's likely to escape to the third floor!

Damn Ji Shura, I didn't expect it to break the formation.

Of course, there is another possibility that Ji Shura escaped from the tower and is hiding in a secret realm. "

After making up his mind, Ji Tianxing cast another spell to activate the formation, and left the first floor of the tower.

"Shua!"

With a flash of brilliance, he returned to the second floor.

There is no change in the surroundings, regardless of the altar and the wasteland, they are all the same.

"Shua!"

The brilliance flashed again, and Ji Tianxing passed through the formation and left the second floor of the tower.

In the next moment, he appeared on the third floor of the tower.

The surrounding area is also a wasteland, shrouded in boundless darkness.

Not far ahead is the mysterious Jinwu Ancient Tomb.

Ji Tianxing released his consciousness, spread it around, searched for Ji Shura's trace, and flew towards the Jinwu ancient tomb.

However, just as he flew ten miles away, colorful brilliance lit up on the left and right sides, galloping fast like lightning.