I summoned the eight-armed demon god's... hunched spirit. If it is said that it is different, the sacrifices made by the beast demon immortal now are obviously far greater than Ni Sang. The distraction that came this time is probably dozens of times stronger than that of that year.

At the last moment of the battle, Ni Sang fought with his life and led the demon god into his body, as if he was possessed by the eight-armed demon god, and could not be defeated. At that time, Zhang Fan was like a monkey, and slipped the eight-armed demon god in the forest for three days and three nights, dragging the remains of the great elder Ni Sang to death.

At that time, the extremely angry terrifying roar in the thoughts of the eight-armed demon god was still in his ears. He never thought that he had met him again now.

He was completely clear about what Jian Li was trying to do at this time.

It is nothing more than sacrificing the physical body of the beast demon immortality, using it to summon the eight-armed demon god, and finally forming a situation of two against one, killing Zhang Fanqiang here.

Jian Li is no longer sure to defeat Zhang Fan alone, but with an existence of the same level or even stronger level, it is entirely possible to succeed.

"Hahaha"

"Boy, you're ready to enjoy it!"

Jian Li laughed wildly. Like the last blow on Mu Tianyan before, a vicious aura was everywhere. It was extremely evil, but it appeared in the air like a substantial sword shape. It was ready to cooperate with the eight-armed demon god to give Zhang Fan a fatal blow.

Under the altar, the immortal worship of the beast demons reached the last moment.

"Bang!"

A large thigh of blood spurted out, and its sturdy body almost instantly sagged, and almost shouted eight words at the top of its lungs:

"Reversal of the universe. Refining the book"

"Um?!"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, and the action he was about to take action suddenly condensed. A thought flashed through his mind in the flash.

I suddenly looked up, but I saw the blood of the beast demon and the beast soul he had previously dedicated; as his eight-character witch curse was spit out, the strong wind suddenly rose, and it was suddenly condensed into a ball and rolled into the sky.

At a high altitude, this dark red blood combined with the beast soul changed in a moment, and finally condensed a huge body between reality and reality.

The Eight Demon Gods!

It was the body of the eight-armed demon god. As soon as the body was formed, the eight-armed demon god dispersed god, which had not yet completely condensed in the air, was sucked and was about to enter the body.

"I see!"

Just at this moment, in Zhang Fan's eyes, a divine light shone brightly, and a crazy and extremely feasible idea emerged.

Without thinking about it, a little blood red shot out from the Qiankun bag and floated in the air. Suddenly, it grew in the wind and turned into an extremely huge blood-colored altar, which landed on the ground with a bang.

"How come you have an altar!"

At first sight, Jian Li exclaimed in surprise, looking shocked. For the first time, he felt that things seemed to be out of his control.

"Not only has an altar, I have sacrifices!"

Zhang Fan chuckled. With a wave of his sleeves, the sleeves of the universe swept like flags. But it was not swallowing, but vomiting!

In an instant, hundreds of human figures were spit out from Qiankun's sleeves, like dead pork, one of them hit the altar. They fell from a high altitude without buffering, and they were immediately dripping blood, flowing down the altar, instantly soaking dozens of feet in a radius.

People. These hundreds of people are all humans!

Back then, before the fight against the remnant, the great elder Ni Sang, Zhang Fan used the universe in his sleeve to put all the strong men in his village into his sleeve.

After the dust settled, he did not make things difficult for the remaining orphans and widows, but he did not let these things go a long way to practice witchcraft, and there were many remaining people who built foundations.

In his opinion, since these people sacrificed humanity and fought for their ancestors and holy emperors for their whole lives, and the human glory they received only after they shed their blood. Then they are no longer human beings.

Zhang Fan just kept killing them and kept imprisoning them in the universe in his sleeve. Anyway, the infinite space in his sleeve is not that bad.

The key is that in the universe in the sleeve, time and space are in a special state, as if they were washed away. So many of these remnants rely on the body of the practitioners, and have not consumed their origin and died without exhaustion, and are barely alive.

Anyway, no matter whether it is life or death, all of them were thrown on the altar by Zhang Fan.

"Since you have trampled on the glory of mankind and sacrificed mankind, then you are no longer human!"

"Today I will sacrifice you "non-human., and see if your masters like it!"

In an instant, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face. In contrast, Jian Li, who was laughing arrogantly for a moment ago, looked stunned.

Seventh update

Sweat, it only took two days to break out again, and I didn’t feel anything at first. At night, it was really exhausted

Sorry. I have only completed the minimum requirements for only seven chapters, and I have barely broken my trust from everyone!

In the next two or three days, I will update normally and nourish my vitality. When I wait until Sunday night, I will explode again. This time I will have enough work and materials to make everyone enjoy it at one time.

In that case, there will be three major explosions within eight days. I hope I can do it!

The monthly ticket dispute this month is getting more and more intense, a typical battlefield! But so what about the battlefield? On the battlefield, bullets have always been specialized in fighting and escaping, but there will be no problem in rushing inside. What I have to do now is fight and rush up inside!

This time, the three outbreaks of eight days are practical actions!

Everyone, if you have monthly tickets, please support me! Dongliu has nothing to say, work hard and work hard, and repay with practical actions!

The above, no word count!)

Zhang Fan smiled casually and said leisurely.

Before he finished speaking, the air between the two suddenly exploded, and the disordered spiritual energy seemed like a circle of clouds connecting the two.

"boom!"

On one side, the magical consciousness and spiritual energy were driven, and the flames condensed out of thin air in the air. On the other side, the sword energy was scattered, colliding head-on, and bursting out with a loud bang.

After one blow, Zhang Fan's body whirled, and the Donghuang Bell appeared in his palm, trembling faintly, and the bell ringed.

Previously, when the two of them fought together to fight Tianyan, he did not use his strongest magic weapon at the rest of the time except for using the Donghuang Bell to suppress the Tianhuang Wheel of Nirvana and to make the last blow. He naturally had the meaning of hiding his weakness.

At this time, Zhang Fan had no idea at all. He just wanted to fight quickly and kill Jian Li with the strongest means to seize his sword infant body.

"Um?"

Just at this moment, Jian Li on the opposite side made an unexpected reaction.

The sword energy is humble in the sky. In front of him, it seemed as if Jian Li was just now, with his arms and legs as he was when he made the last blow to Mu Tianyan. He pulled out from the back of the beast demon's head and was slightly suspended in the air. A thick sword energy penetrated the connection between him and the beast demon so that it would not be interrupted.

"What is he going to do?"

If things happen normally, there will be monsters!

Zhang Fan's expression suddenly condensed. He had already used the Qiankun in his sleeve. If he lost the body of the beast demon, Jian Li was not the enemy of the Qiankun great power in his sleeve.

It would be fine if he didn't know, but he clearly saw it and he also vaguely showed a sense of fear. How could he be so careless now?

Although Jian Li cannot be conquered directly with the universe in his sleeve, as long as he is accidentally cut off during a fierce battle, he will be the meat on the chopping board. He cannot be so unwise.

Immediately, Jian Li gave the answer with practical actions.

"Bang!"

The beast demon never died and bowed to the ground like a jade pillar. At the same time, something that seemed to be condensed from countless blood and constantly exuded a bloody smell emerged from his body.

"This is

As soon as he saw it, Zhang Fan was shocked. He had seen this thing decades ago, and even himself had one!"

A giant fell to the ground, and the bright red blood flowed like life. A lingering sacrifice and struggle on it emerged with the spiritual thought of fighting the heavens.

The altar of the survivors. Or, the altar of the holy clan!

Back then, Zhang Fan had just made a golden elixir. For Wan'er's life, he went to look for beast treasures. In that place, he fought with Ni Sang, a great elder of a village who was the survivor.

At that time, Ni Sang went to him to show the special magical powers of these ancient saint queens. Their strange and subtleties have never been forgotten for many years.

The key to this magical power of witchcraft is the altar that appears in front of you at this time.

"The beast demon is not dead. He is actually the one among the remains!"

"So he is the spy who is placed among the human cultivators by the remains."

In an instant, from point to surface, Zhang Fan's thoughts changed sharply and he instantly understood a lot of things.

This beast is immortal. When it becomes famous, it constantly fights with wild beasts, absorbs its energy and turns into tattoos, and then manifests itself in battle.

Such supernatural powers are actually closely related to the witchcraft magic powers of the remains. There are only hundreds of millions of supernatural powers in the world, but for a moment, I didn't expect them.

Under Jian Li's control, everything happened in a flash. The beast demon knelt on the ground and bowed devoutly. A muffled voice sounded.

"The Holy Clan Ni Hu. Welcome the Holy Son's Dharma, sacrifice him, and use your supernatural powers to protect my Holy Clan!"

After the familiar witch curse came to his ears, Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically, and he finally knew what Jian Li was planning to do.

Just at this moment, Jian Li, who was floating above the head of the beast demon immortal and was connected by the invisible sword energy, suddenly burst into laughter:

"Boy, do you know why I chose this body now?"

"This guy is actually a descendant of a survivor. Have you never seen the magical powers of witchcraft? Today, I, Jianli, let you see it!"

The crazy laughter was not stopped. Then the beast demon suddenly rose up, and with a "pull", the whole body of the robe was broken into countless tiny strips of cloth. It dissipated with the wind. At the same time, a sword energy flashed across his right hand, and blood flowed, sprinkled on the altar in an instant.

The sacrifice in the mouth of the beast demon was not only that, but when he saw him roaring, his hands stomping on his chest, almost tearing his entire human skin apart, black air spreading all over his body, tattoos all over him seemed to be alive.

He was indeed alive. In the blink of an eye, black light flew out from his skin, like a moth to the fire, and he threw himself into the altar without hesitation.

From beginning to end, the originally mottled skin of the beast demon immortal suddenly became clean and all the tattoos disappeared.

Blood and beast soul sacrificed, and in a moment, a huge consciousness suddenly came, and a vague sense of oppression came straight into Zhang Fan's heart.

“Is it

Zhang Fan suddenly looked up and saw that a huge phantom appeared above the blood-red altar. Although it had not been fully revealed, even if it was blurred and distorted, it was difficult to see clearly, he still recognized his identity at once.

Human head and snake body. Eight-armed demon god.

"It's not that enemies don't get together!"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, held the Donghuang Bell tightened his palm, let out a long breath, and calmed down infinitely.
Chapter completed!