divine punishment

Chapter 21 Monster

Seeing that the two sides were one foot away from each other, the water of the Nether River suddenly jumped, like an angry dragon rushing through the two people, rolling up the waves and throwing him far away. Then another wave pressed down, Lingyou made a desperate roar, sank to the bottom of the river, surrounded by dead air, and devoured Lingyou's rapidly shrinking body.

Before death, the violent fluctuations of desire turned into the nutrients of the heart mirror, and the original pattern on the mirror became more and more mysterious.

A long sigh sounded: "Do you know I will definitely take action?"

Jiang Chen lowered his head and stared at the two red lights suddenly appeared at the bottom of the river: "Jiang Chen knows you. Just like you know Jiang Chen, demon. Jiang Chen needs the desire of Tianjing to perfect the Taoist realm. You need the soul of Tianjing to continue to struggle.

On the one hand, the reason why the demon can live on Huangquan Road is naturally because of Jiang Chen's existence. As long as Jiang Chen is alive, he will not really die. On the other hand. He hid in the Nether River and absorbed the souls of many lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. Only by supplementing himself can he survive.

A trace of desolation flashed in the "struggle" magic flashing red eyes. Yes, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to live, you will always struggle. He laughed wildly and stared at Jiang Chen with burning eyes, "Then what are you waiting for? Do you still want to let go of the food delivered to your door?

In the wild laughter, the waves were violently turbulent, and the rapid and furious flow seemed to turn into a roaring Huangquan Minglong, flying around Jiang Chen. In an all moment, Jiang Chen and the demon spirit united and rushed to the flames under the river.

The laws of Huangquan Road flashed through his mind, which is the understanding of the demons for many years. Now it has been transmitted without reservation, which makes Jiang Chen have a deeper understanding of death and use it more ingenious and changeable.

The flames screamed, and countless flames were like meteor showers. Jiang Chen punched casually, picked up the Netherworld River and roared away. The majestic and magnificent dead air is like a fallen mountain, instantly extinguishing the flames. The dead air swept all the way, the fire and rain were extinguished, and the flames retreated and fled to the river in a hurry.

The stormy waves blocked above the flames and beat him hard, allowing him to escape. The mana in Jiang Chen's body has soared to the limit, shaking the world, as if he would break through the final shackle at any time and reach another level. However, Jiang Chen's death restraint. This breakthrough is meaningless, but the harm is endless. Excessive death will disrupt the balance of the spiral of life and death, and turn Jiang Chen into a terrible foreign body that is not human or ghost.

"Good!" The devil exclaimed, "You really have made great progress in your mind and make a clear choice. If you really break through the limit, you will only be assimilated by the underworld, lose your intelligence, and become a part of Huangquan Road.

"With you, how can Jiang Chen be assimilated by Huangquan Road?" Jiang Chen seemed to smile, suddenly accelerated, caught up with the flames, and punched it fiercely. Whether it is Jiang Chen or demon, what needs to be devouring is a complete opponent, not a remnant of loss of intelligence.

The flame hurriedly turned around and waved its fist to meet, and the flame emitted the hot temperature of molten gold and iron. If elsewhere, Jiang Chen still needs to worry about a little, but the Nether River here is almost controlled by Jiang Chen and the demons. The dead waves just hit the flames with a blow. The fist then hit the chest of the flame, making an exciting golden stone sound. The flame body shook, and the face outline emerged from the burning armor, with a face. A credible expression.

Jiang Chen's second punch hit his chest again, and his legs changed like ghosts and kicked out continuously. Once entangled by Meiwu, the flame is the turtle in the urn, and there is no chance to escape.

The turbulence was violent and turbulent, and a figure rushed to Jiang Chen's fist. When the fists touched each other, a hot wax juice flowed along Jiang Chen's palm and wrapped his whole body in an instant. Jiang Chen's body stiffened, as if he had become a bug sealed in amber and could not move.

Another fling figure flashed from far to near. If it weren't for the slight fluctuation of the ghost, the hidden evil figure would be almost difficult to distinguish.

"Be careful, this monster kills Lingyou!" The flames sprayed fire and roared eagerly. In their eyes, Jiang Chen is like a wandering gloomy death, which is no different from Huangquan ghosts.

"Be careful, it's a void magic power!" As soon as the magic voice fell, the hidden evil rushed straight and threw it into Jiang Chen's arms like lightning.

The string line is out in time.

A thunder exploded in front of him, bursting out a dazzling blue-purple light, blocking the momentum of the hidden evil sprint. Then, a series of lights shone, shining brightly around. In the strong light, the slightly open red lips of hidden and surprised were extremely clear.

The strings are intertwined with brilliant celestial phenomena, and the hidden evils are constantly bombarded, making her retreat all the way and difficult to get close. It was not until this time that Jiang Chen felt a slight pain in his lower abdomen and glanced down. His solid body actually cracked a small hole and bleed blood. If the string line came out a little later, it would inevitably be penetrated by the abdomen by hidden evil.

"The void is magical, transforming into the void, shuttling freely, and the wonderful use is endless. Even the ghost will be led into the void by her, which can't hurt her at all. If it hadn't been for distraction and death, your string attack would have been led into the void by her. The demon explained that his voice stagnated and there was no more sound.

The string line suddenly sank, and a wisp of yellow spring breath quietly attached the string line, and the heart mirror suddenly shook, reflecting shadows and becoming blurred.

Jiang Chen frowned secretly. The dead air in the Nether River is too strong, and there are many soul fragments of ghosts. Therefore, Jiang Chen has never used the string line. He is worried about contamination and the heart mirror being stained. He is even more afraid that the demon will sneak into Jiang Chen's spiritual core with the help of the string line.

The turbid black gas continued to steam from the mirror, and the heart mirror began to sharpen the impurities by itself. For a moment, ghosts cried and howled in their minds, and flashed the fierce appearance of fierce ghosts with their teeth and claws.

Absorbing these ghosts is quite beneficial to the heart mirror, but now it is under the siege of the heavenly essence, coupled with the coveted eyes of the demon tiger, it is really not suitable for distraction.

"Kill!" The flame shouted and rushed straight over, hitting the dense fire rain with his fists.

Jiang Chen is still wrapped in a layer of wax and is difficult to move. Even if he is dead, he can't melt this layer of strange things. On the contrary, the sky wax stood still, and his eyes were half closed. The body squirms like a ball of sticky wax juice.

As a last resort, the string line shot out again, turning into a sky to catch the blow of the flame. In this way, more Huangquan breath is wrapped in the string, and the heart mirror is more and more gloomy, dark and dirty, and countless negative emotions are roaring and dancing wildly. It faintly affected Jiang Chen's spiritual world.

Jiang Chen knew that the demon could manipulate the waves of the underworld to block the blow of the flame, but he ignored it and made it clear that there was another intention.

"Boom!" The flames attacked endlessly and punched Jiang Chen one after another. The evil and hazy figure flashed in the string image. Through the heavy resistance, it is getting closer and closer to Jiang Chen. If he doesn't get rid of the wax juice, Jiang Chen can only be passively beaten.

In an instant, Jiang Chen's mana burst out hundreds of times, but he could never shake back the wax juice that wrapped his body. At the same time, there was a slight muffled hum from his ear, and his whole body trembled. The wax juice fluctuates violently like waves.

Jiang Chen suddenly appeared in his heart that the wax juice connected Jiang Chen with the heavenly wax in a strange way. If the wax was not severely damaged, this layer of wax juice could not be removed.

Without any hesitation, the string line forcibly pierced the spiritual world of the wax, turned into a string image, and bombed wildly. Wow!" Jiang Chen and Tianwax's bodies shook together, spitting blood and remnants of the robe TXT download. The brain is painful and cracking.

When there is no emotional loophole in the wax, the spiritual attack of the string line is almost brutal, and it will naturally hit the other party's strong spiritual barrier and be counterattacked. But he obviously had a hard time. The wax layer tightly wrapped around Jiang Chen's body loosened for a moment. Jiang Chen immediately seized the opportunity and hit the mana quickly. Flush away the wax layer and get out of trouble.

Exploring and grabbing the fist hit by the flames, Jiang Chen was about to fight back when he suddenly lost the trace of hidden evil in his vision. Jiang Chen didn't think about it. The body suddenly moved horizontally, and a very faint figure passed straight through the previous position. After the figure, it brought a sharp roaring wave.

"Magic, what are you doing? Why don't you help Jiang Chen? Do you want to reap the benefits of the fisherman? Jiang Chen said in a low voice. In the face of the great success of the three return ruins, even with the help of the death of the Nether River, Jiang Chen was defeated. The other party should be distracted, and Jiang Chen also needs to refine the impurities contaminated by the heart mirror. However, at this time, the demon seemed to disappear and never controlled the Nether River again.

The three heavenly spirits resurrounded, and the flames blindly attacked fiercely. The sky wax wandered around Jiang Chen, looking for opportunities to touch each other. Hidden evil or loomed or erratic. If it hadn't been for Jiang Chen's lower layers of strings around him, he would have been pierced and created by her.

"Get rid of them first. Jiang Chen can't help you for the time being." After a while, the weak voice of the demon came, which faintly revealed a trace of pain. "The law of the divine realm penetrates too fast, and Jiang Chen can't stop it. If you forcibly control the Nether River again, you will only be broken by the soul.

Jiang Chen's heart was flinty, and the demon hid in the Netherworld in the form of a ghost. He was impacted by the law of the divine realm, and it was bound to be more or less auspicious. However, this is only one side of his words. If he penetrates into Jiang Chen's spiritual core through the string line, he will also be weak and damaged.

The worst thing is that Jiang Chen is another soul split by the demon. The spiritual origin of the two sides is the same, and it is difficult to detect whether he has invaded Jiang Chen's mind.

"Let's come down. Jiang Chen is waiting for you at the bottom of the Nether River." The demon's voice is getting weaker and weaker.

Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, then turned around and fled. He dived into the depths of the Nether River, and the three heavenly spirits followed closely behind him.

The more you dive, the thicker the river becomes, and it is as heavy as mud paste. Jiang Chen quickly sank thousands of feet deep, and still couldn't see the bottom of the river. The strong death rose to make all kinds of terrible hell tragic phenomena.

I faintly heard the sound of the wax above: "Jiang Chen can't get off anymore! Damn, Jiang Chen's body has begun to rot.

The flame's voice answered, "Jiang Chen can't stand it anymore. It's just a ghost of law change. There's no need to fight with him."

"This person is by no means a ghost." Yin Xie seemed to sneer and said, "But fighting here is indeed unfavorable to Jiang Chen and others. This man is too powerful to fight alone. No one of you, Jiang Chen, is his right. If Jiang Chen expected, the bastard was hidden by him, and Lingyou was also injured by this man that day.

The flame said in shudignantly, "I didn't expect that there was such an unrivaled height outside Asura Island. It seems that it is imperative for all ethnic groups to unite.

The conversation between the three heavenly spirits became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the sound of the waves of the Nether River.

I don't know how long it took, my feet suddenly touched the ground, and the weak voice came quietly: "You came in time. If he arrives a few days later, I'm afraid Jiang Chen will really be out of his mind.

A pair of red eyes opened from the darkness, like two swaying ghost fires.

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, and the demon opposite him turned into a foreign body: his face was a surging fog, with only two shining eyes exposed, and his head was full of white bones. From time to time, the flesh and blood of desire came out, emitting a strong fishy smell.

This is the damage caused by the law of the divine realm, otherwise the demon should have no physical soul, and the regeneration of flesh and blood will only make him really die.

"Only you can save Jiang Chen, and you can only save Jiang Chen." The devil looked deeply at Jiang Chen and let out a mocking smile.

"Jiang Chen can only save you? Mo, won't you be seriously injured and confused?" Jiang Chen said quietly, "At present, you are dying. It is a great opportunity for Jiang Chen to swallow you up. How can you be stupid enough to save you?"

The devil said lightly, "How do you devour Jiang Chen? Kill Jiang Chen? Smash Jiang Chen's soul with the heart mirror? Well, Jiang Chen will be at your disposal and will never resist. Do it."

Jiang Chen stared at him coldly for a moment, and a pale cervical vertebrae was slowly giving birth to a demon back and climbing to the back of the fog. It won't be long before the devil's bones will be completely restored and the ghost's body will be completely dispersed.

At that time, even the heart mirror absorbs the remnants of the soul is meaningless, because Jiang Chen needs a complete demon. If you force it now, it will also cause damage to the other party's soul. What's more, the devil can blow up his soul at any time, making Jiang Chen gain nothing.

"Don't waste your time on any corner. If you want to devour each other completely, you must reintegrate into one. Jiang Chen took a deep breath and said frankly.

The devil laughed: "That's right! Only by reunuching can we compete with each other and determine the true Jiangchen. If you kill Jiang Chen now, you will save the difference between you and Jiang Chen, and it will no longer be difficult to integrate completely. At most, you can only nourish your heart mirror and beast martial arts era.

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time and said, "So Jiang Chen not only can't kill you, but also wants to help and introduce your soul into Jiang Chen's spiritual core intact."

The devil asked, "This is your only choice now, isn't it?"

Jiang Chen smiled, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his laughter: "You are really calculating. Did you expect today when you split Jiang Chen? Aren't you afraid that Jiang Chen will kill you at all costs in order to eradicate hidden dangers?

The devil's fire-like eyes flashed feverishly: "One year, ten years earlier, you will kill Jiang Chen without hesitation. But you won't do it today, because your vision, spirit and mood are different from the past. When a person vows to climb to the top of the mountain, he doesn't care whether he will be tripped by a stone on the way.

Jiang Chen sighed: "You're right. Only you, Jiang Chen, are completely integrated. Only then will there be a chance to take the last step on the top of the mountain. This is also the only light that you have been struggling for many years on this dark yellow spring road.

"Not to the top of the mountain, but to the top of the mountain. Isn't that what you think?" There is arrogance in the magic tone, and there is a trace of twilight desolation. "When Jiang Chen divides you, I know that you will definitely come to this point and become the highest master in the world. Because of people like Jiang Chen. What is missing is just a little opportunity.

Jiang Chen pondered for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Then what are you waiting for? Come on!" The string line protrudes out, like an invisible bridge, through the turbulent river and through countless years of waiting. Extend to the front of the devil.

The sound of the waves is like thunder, magnificent and ups and downs in the hearts of Jiang Chen and the devil. The demon's body trembled slightly, and from the flame-like jumping eyes, two rows of turbid water slowly oozed out, shining the most gorgeous brilliance at the bottom of the dark Nether River.

"Papa!" The bones of the demon's whole body were scattered inch by inch, and the flame of his eyes suddenly extinguished, and a wisp of strange spiritual power wrapped around the string. Enter Jiang Chen's spiritual world.

"Boom!" It seems that it was just for a moment, and it seems that many years have passed, countless pictures flashed through my mind, like the waves of the underworld rushing by, ups and downs and turbulent: as a singer who passed the world, he was bullied by guests; he stole the ten-thousand-year spiritual grass of the desire sky and was severely damaged by the guardian; he robbed the secret of the birth of the devil's moment and was surrounded by demons; he also loved the Dongzhou. Like a sad woman with lilac. Humiliated by the leader at that time, he fell again and again, struggled again, and failed again and again without end.

The last picture flashed through Jiang Chen's heart was just a lonely soul sinking into endless darkness.

The dark current rolled up the white bone debris in front of it, rushed to the distance, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the Nether River, leaving no trace again.

However, the waves are turbulent. The sound of the waves was deafening, and in the desire for death, it was always rolling like a torrent like the Nether River.

No matter how many times you fail, no matter how much the pain is lighter than water. Such torrents will rush forward, never stop, and make their own roar.

That's why you survived in such a sinister Netherworld.

Do you understand Jiang Chen's pain?

Jiang Chen understands your persistence.

The demon sank into the spiritual core of Jiang Chen and turned into two hot red flames.

Jiang Chen stood speechlessly, and the impurities on the heart mirror melted like ice and snow, revealing the crystal and pure mirror, and unconsciously entered another layer. For a long time, Jiang Chen whispered, "As early as when Jiang Chen and Yin Xie did it, part of your soul had been integrated into the string line, right?"

"Jiang Chen can only save you? Mo, won't you be seriously injured and confused?" Jiang Chen said quietly, "At present, you are dying. It is a great opportunity for Jiang Chen to swallow you up. How can you be stupid enough to save you?"

The devil said lightly, "How do you devour Jiang Chen? Kill Jiang Chen? Smash Jiang Chen's soul with the heart mirror? Well, Jiang Chen will be at your disposal and will never resist. Do it."

Jiang Chen stared at him coldly for a moment, and a pale cervical vertebrae was slowly giving birth to a demon back and climbing to the back of the fog. It won't be long before the devil's bones will be completely restored and the ghost's body will be completely dispersed.

At that time, even the heart mirror absorbs the remnant soul is meaningless, because Jiang Chen needs a complete demon. If you force it now, it will also cause damage to the other party's soul. What's more, the devil can blow up his soul at any time, making Jiang Chen gain nothing.