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Chapter six hundred and fiftieth victory

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At this time, the extremely thick red light columns also flashed in front of Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen took a breath, opened his mouth and shot out a ball of red flames. This was the three true fire he refined, which was said to be able to melt all foreign objects in the world.

As soon as this ball of Sanwei True Fire was released, it sniffled and surged in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a giant fireball the size of a round table.

After a loud "bang", the red fireball split and burst into pieces, turning into several smaller red flames in a blink of an eye, facing the red light columns.

The sound of "boom" was loud, and the red light columns stayed at all, collided with the flames of Sanwei True Fire.

The red light flashed, and two flames burst out throughout the space. Countless red lights emerged in the void. A stream of hot flames spread to the entire dot in the blink of an eye.

And in the other direction, with a earth-shaking sound, the giant golden scimitar had steadily slashed on the yellow-green beads.

The collision between the two broke out into a different scene.

I saw a giant golden scimitar surrounding the yellow-green round beads, and two different colors of golden-green arcs erupted. The two intertwined and flickered, instantly forming a huge ball of electric power with a diameter of more than 30 meters. The light was extremely dazzling, and at the same time it made a deafening roar.

This round bead is a rare ancient treasure with lightning attributes. The nursery used it at this time, probably because Jiang Chen is a ghost cultivator. The lightning technique has a counterproductive effect on ghost exercises.

Jiang Chen was really surprised by the appearance of the huge thunder ball.

He thought to himself: What kind of lightning is this? It looks like it has some origin. It can withstand the power of the eighth level of the Demon Sword Technique.

"Boy, this is the Nether Lightning Thunder Bead, which is refined from the lightning of the underworld. It not only has its own thunder attributes, but also has a strong resistance to various attacks from the ghost realm. So it is not surprising that it can withstand the eighth level of your Demon Sword Technique." At this time, the voice of the Demon Saint Ancestor came out of Jiang Chen's mind.

After hearing this, Jiang Chen's heart suddenly calmed down. There was such an old monster with a living fossil. He should be able to come up with a way to restrain himself.

Sure enough, the Demon Saint Ancestor continued: "Although this Nether Lightning Thunder Pearl is very powerful, it is afraid of fire. Of course, ordinary flames are useless to it. Only the flames of the underworld can melt it. If I remember correctly, you should have the Netherworld Cold Flame on your body, right?"

"Yes!" Jiang Chen nodded quickly.

"Okay! Then you attack with the Netherworld Cold Flame, and you will definitely be able to knock down the Netherworld Lightning Thunder Pearl!" said the Demon Saint Ancestor in a relaxed tone.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment. So instead of urging the power of the giant scimitar, he turned forward with one hand, and saw a wisp of green flames appearing from his fingers with a "whisper" sound.

"Huh? What kind of flame is this? I can't feel the heat at all. Could it be a ghost fire?" Miao Pu thought subconsciously.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly. The appearance of the Netherworld Cold Flame is indeed very similar to that of the ghost fire. But when it really burns, I realize that the effect is completely different.

He immediately swung his finger forward, and the dark cold flame immediately came out of his hand and rushed forward. At the same time, the flame exploded and became a green fireball of more than meter.

When Miao Pu saw this scene, he was also shocked. He thought to himself that the largest fireball of the Ghost Fire Technique was the size of a human head. How could Jiang Chen’s ghost fire be so big?

But the situation is urgent now. He didn't have time to think about it carefully, so he could only shoot out several magic tricks again and inject all his spiritual power into the Nether Lightning Thunder Bead.

This thunder bead was a strange treasure his master got when he went to the underworld. Although he failed to fully comprehend it, his power was already amazing. It was the nursery's magic weapon.

The two-colored thunder balls, which were originally evenly matched, suddenly had a huge green light, and it was about to push the golden arc backwards under the rush of the nursery.

But at this moment, the green flame also arrived. After they hit the electric ball heavily, they quickly started to burn, and then made a crisp "crackling" sound.

After about a cup of tea, Jiang Chen was delighted and let out a long roar.

He gently hooked his hand, and the green flame flew back into his hand, and then slowly entered his body from his fingertips and disappeared.

However, the ball of electric ball was completely green and turned into a light ball made of golden arcs.

Miao Pu was shocked when he saw this. He never expected that his Nether Lightning Thunder Pearl would be melted by Jiang Chen's ghost fire.

"This is impossible! This is impossible!" He murmured: "This is an ancient treasure that the master got from the underworld. How could it be melted by a ball of ghost fire?"

Just when he was uneasy, Jiang Chen would not give him any chance.

As Jiang Chen thought, the giant scimitar shook, and more than a hundred golden arcs as thick as bowls appeared on the blade, and then they turned into several golden pythons, pounced at the nursery below with great momentum.

The Miao Pu in the distance suddenly became anxious, his face full of anxiety, he pinched the magic tricks one after another, barely supporting a magic shield. Then he sprayed a mouthful of essence and blood at the small mirror again, and then threw it forward.

His face was extremely pale at this time, thinking that even if he could survive this battle, he would probably fall to the early stage of the Nascent Soul. But Miao Pu knew it himself and knew that Jiang Chen would not be able to let him go.

At this moment, the mirror formed a crystal wall in the air, trying to block the attack of the golden giant python.

After a loud "boom", the crystal wall collided heavily with several golden giant pythons, and then turned into a ball of ashes at the same time.

Miao Pu was immediately anxious. He never expected that his red sunglasses would be burned to ashes by these golden arcs. He was even more frightened and thought to himself that even the arcs that jumped on the giant scimitar were so powerful. How powerful would the real scimitar be when it was slashed down!

At this moment, he deeply felt a threat of death coming towards him. He knew very well that his magic power had already been extinguished. The defensive shield was just a decoration and could not be able to block Jiang Chen's attack.

"Jiang Chen! I am willing to surrender! I will no longer be the commander of the legion, I will give it to you! Please spare my life! I can give all the property of my Five Poisons Cult to you and take it as your main..." At this time, in order to save his life, Miao Pu had to beg, hoping that Jiang Chen would be weak and spare his life.

"Hmph! I only remember to beg for mercy until I die? It's too late! You should talk to the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were killed by you and the monks from other sects in Jingzhou!"

Zi Xi also told him: According to the convention of the Demon Sect, if no war occurs after the new Legion Commander takes office, he can temporarily transfer the position of Legion Commander to the deputy Legion Commander, and then go to the altar of the Holy City to gain insight.

However, the situation of the Jingzhou Legion is quite special. The two deputy legion commanders were also dead, so she could only take over the position of legion commander. Fortunately, it didn't take long to get to the feeling, and the time for the trip on the road was only three months at most, so it was too late.

Jiang Chen then announced that the affairs of the legion were led by Zi Xi, and he handed over the affairs of the sect to Wan Liang for a temporary replacing. After three months, he would come back from the Holy City and take over them all.

More than a month later, Jiang Chen returned to the Holy City and walked again in the largest city of the Demon Sect that he set foot on a hundred years ago.

Nowadays, most of the monks in the Holy City have been reduced, and there are few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, after looking at him with their spiritual sense, they all looked at him with a look of surprise. They stood by the road with respect and bowed to him to show their respect to the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Jiang Chen couldn't help feeling it.

When he first came to the Holy City, he was just a low-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who came to participate in the Demon Sect Genius Warrior Selection Competition. Not to mention the Nascent Soul Cultivators, but also the Golden Elixir Cultivators, he felt that he was an unattainable master.

But now, except for the late-stage Nascent Soul monks or the God-Transforming Cultivator, he is no longer afraid of anyone. Now he is infinitely close to the highest peak of the monks on earth.
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