Chapter 221 What's wrong with becoming a demon?

Boom!

A momentum like a flood and beast roared out of the sea of thunder, almost suppressing nine heavens and ten earths, making people tremble.

"What? He, he, he's fine, how can this be? A quasi- saint with a cold face couldn't help but mutter with great difficulty.

Boom!

Jiang Ming rose to the sky like a cannonball, and countless thunder arcs on his body swam away, setting him off like Taigu Leigong, looking domineering and fierce. His eyes were full of cruelty, and he sneered and rushed in the direction of the quasi-saints.

"It's not only okay. This guy is still alive now. What kind of monster is this?" Another quasi-saint shouted strangely: "Quickly, run. We don't have such a perverted body as that boy. If we can't escape, we will definitely be killed on the spot."

In the next moment, the three quasi-saints fled like frightened rabbits. This is also a new thing. Since the beginning of the world, I'm afraid this is the first time that three quasi-saints have been chased by strong men from the same realm and fled. This matter is enough to go down in history, but it is really just a joke.

"Have you run yet?" Jiang Ming smiled disdainly, showed a trace of cruelty at the corners of his mouth, dragged the long sea of thunder, and rushed over fiercely like a Taigu thunder dragon.

In the same level, Jiang Ming's speed is the second. Who dares to say the first? The gift of heaven is not in vain.

Although the three quasi-sidents ran faster and started earlier than Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming stared at one in an instant and chased him for almost a breath, close at hand. The quasi-saint man was shocked and ran and roared, "Kid, you bully too much. If it weren't for your divine punishment, I would be afraid of you?"

"How can God punish me, let alone you? I'm even afraid of God's punishment, let alone me? Die!"

Jiang Ming punched down and shocked the earth. With a " poof", the man turned into blood mud, and the soul completely dissipated under the following heavenly punishment thunder.

A top quasi-saint fell.

Every quasi-saint is a genius among geniuses, and every quasi-saint is the favorite of heaven and earth, with the great fortune of heaven and earth, and should not have fallen so directly and simply. Jiang Ming carried endless heavenly punishment and was still doing nothing, but the prospective saint could not be afraid. He had been scared and dared not compete with each other. Jiang Ming's speed was so fast that he could not react at all and could not make effective resistance, so he died under Jiang Ming's blow.

"Second!"

The cold light burst into Jiang Ming's eyes and chased the cold middle-aged man.

The cold middle-aged man has escured millions of miles, but Jiang Ming is not worried at all and turned into a streamer to catch up.

The place where Jiang Ming passed is simply a burst of heaven and earth, and the sun and moon are not shining. Jiang Ming is like a disaster star. Everything that passes through has turned into powder and no longer exists. Countless people in the heavenly court die, but Jiang Ming doesn't care at all. His murderous heart is to kill everyone in the heavenly court.

Three breaths, Jiang Ming caught up with the quasi-saint in just three breaths.

"I have no hatred with you. Why do you force each other so much?" He saw the misery of the previous two prospective saints in his eyes and couldn't help but be frightened.

"The heavenly court destroys my Jiang family, and the whole heavenly court will be buried with me!" Jiang Ming said in a cold voice.

The quasi-sacred heart was cracked and screamed, "It is the Emperor of Heaven who destroyed your Jiang family, which has nothing to do with us!"

"Death!"

Puff!

In this way, another quasi-saint was killed by Jiang Ming.

Immediately, Jiang Ming went after the quasi- saint without hesitation.

The reason why Jiang Ming has been chasing and killing quasi-sacred is not that he is compassionate and wants to let go of other people in the heavenly court. He has made a belief that he will kill the heavenly court. The reason why he went to hunt down those quasi-saints is that once these strong men are let go, they may escape to a very secret place that people can't find, and those low-level "ants" can't escape his five-finger mountain.

"Jiang Ming, that's enough!"

Just as Jiang Ming was about to catch up with the third quasi-saint, a roar sounded, which was Mo Chen's voice. Mo Chen's speed was extremely fast and rushed to the quasi-saint place.

"You devil." As a saint, how has he ever been so embarrassed and horrible? Facing the threat of death, he let out a final roar: "Do you really think you are invincible? The Emperor of Heaven is practicing a terrible magic power. Once the cultivation is successful, he is invincible even among the saints. When the Emperor of Heaven comes out of the customs, it will be your death.

"What you said today is useless. Even if I die, I will die after you."

Hang!

Jiang Ming cut down with a sword, but made a sound of gold and iron. Jiang Ming looked up and found that Mo Chen was urging Kunlun Mirror to resist his offensive.

The magic sword pressed on the Kunlun mirror. The Kunlun mirror trembled and wailed, and the "spirit" inside seemed to be traumatized.

"Get out of here!"

Bang!

Seeing Mo Chen, Jiang Ming's anger in his heart became even higher. He was incredibly fast. He appeared beside Mo Chen in an instant and punched Mo Chen twice in a row, spitting blood and flying upside down.

After defeating the demon god, Jiang Ming caught up with the quasi-saint and destroyed it with a sword like cutting melons and vegetables.

After that, Jiang Ming looked cold and walked to Mo Chen step by step and looked at him coldly.

Mo Chen's face was pale, and he was obviously injured by Jiang Ming's blow. He coughed twice, a wisp of blood overflowing from his mouth, and his voice was extremely painful: "Why are you so fierce? They have no grievances and no enmity with you. They have practiced for hundreds of millions of years. They have finally achieved today's cultivation. Why should they die?

Jiang Ming didn't say a word, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"If you don't kill me, it's enough to see that you still miss an old relationship. Why kill them if you don't kill me? Mo Chen's voice was very sad.

"Don't kill you? I won't kill you! Hahaha..." Suddenly, Jiang Ming looked up to the sky and smiled, and tears flowed out. Immediately, he suddenly lowered his head and looked directly at Mo Chen, with indescribable mockery and sarcasm in his eyes: "Master, haven't you seen my determination yet? Old love, do you also deserve to talk about old love with me? If it weren't for you, how could Yaochi recover? I think the recovery of Tianting has nothing to do with Yaochi, right? If it weren't for the revival of the heavenly court, why would my Jiang family destroy the clan? They have practiced for countless years, but the inheritance of my Jiang family is longer than theirs. There are countless disciples, all of whom disappeared under that palm. Do you know how painful my heart was at that time?

"And you, you should get a lot of benefits this time, right? Otherwise, how can your serious injury recover in a short time? Hey hey..." Jiang Ming's face was indifferent and cruel: "I don't kill you, not because I can't bear to, nor because I miss the past. I don't kill you. I just want you to see how I slaughtered the whole heavenly court."

Mo Chen looked at Jiang Ming with extremely strange eyes, as if he had never known the whole person: "You, you are so cruel, really cruel!"

Jiang Ming smiled, stopped talking, turned around and left.

Boom!

Puff! Poo! Poo!

Several quasi-saints were destroyed in Jiang Ming's hands like cutting melons and vegetables, not to mention these "ants"-like goods. Jiang Ming looked cold, and he did his best every time he took action. It was almost like the collapse of the earth. Where he passed, the flesh and blood flew across, and the blood flowed into rivers. Pieces of light flashed, indicating that the bones were extremely strong and sticky blood flew across his life. This scene was extremely cruel, making people feel as if they were in the Shura hell.

Mo Chen's eyes suddenly turned red. Although these people are not the top masters, they are all the backbone of the heavenly court. If they are all destroyed, the heavenly court will also exist in name.

Mo Chen's eyes were cracking and he chased Jiang Ming crazily, trying to stop Jiang Ming's cruel killing. However, his speed is not the same as that of Jiang Ming at all, and he is only qualified to eat ashes behind Jiang Ming.

The light red mist and strong smell of blood all over the sky stimulated Mo Chen's nerves. He hated it and roared loudly, "Jiang Ming, stop, stop! These people have no grudge against you. What's the difference between you and the devil now?

The killing in Jiang Ming's hand was non-stop, and his tone was as cold as a knife: "What is the hatred between the Jiang family and your heavenly court? It just became a stumbling block for you to dominate the world, and it was wiped out all over the door. At that time, did Mo Chen stand out and say something? Don't say anything innocent to me. Am I a demon? Hey hey, don't say I'm not a demon, as long as I can kill all the people in the heavenly court and become a demon? Kill!"