Chapter 163

"Didn't I let you wait inside, the battle is up to me?"

"Why did you come out?"

Complaining in his mouth, Jiang Cheng was actually not happy.

It was a pity.

I wasn't killed this time, but unfortunately I didn't have anyone to witness the scene of beating the Holy Land.

Now they came out suddenly, but they were in his arms.

This force makes it more mellow.

"Sect Master Jiang, you..."

Qing Suo and the others swallowed hard, not knowing where to ask for a while.

The Pifeng Saint on the ground was motionless, almost dying.

The enemy they are most worried about seems to have no need to worry about them.

Brother Cheng shrugged and wrote lightly: "Oh, I heard that these three guys are holy orders, so I used a little more force."

"Unexpectedly, they can't afford it."

Brother, are you too shameless?

It's clearly your daughter's credit, so you hugged yourself without blushing or panting?

The three-eyed tiger couldn't help but want to complain.

But after discovering that Ah Huang said nothing and did not intend to dismantle it at all, it also jumped up from the two demon kings.

Da Lala flew to the scene and echoed: "Yes, just these three scumbags can't stand Brother Cheng's full strength."

"What's more, I'm here to help."

"In front of my brother and I, it's completely vulnerable, it's too casual."

"Bah, I really look up to them. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have to use so much force."

Since that little ancestor doesn't mind, then the uncle will also give a little credit to his face, and it doesn't matter if he rubs a little bit?

Sure enough, the audience was shocked.

Not to mention Qingsuo, even the Seven Great Holy Lands and those big demons kept breathing cold air and shivered all over.

Ah Huang's shot did not fluctuate, no one could see that she did it, and they really thought that Jiang Cheng was unfathomable.

Is it just a little more effort?

How powerful is this head Jiang?

"Are you going to take revenge yourself?"

He had already taken off the storage ring and holy artifact of Fengfeng,

Naturally very generous.

"just forget it……"

Looking at the miserable appearance of Pifeng being beaten, Qing Suo didn't know where to start.

They are not even used to the fact that saint-level masters who have been in power for millions of years have fallen into this field.

Keng!

The blue weed's purple eyes were covered with cold mist, and the long sword was unsheathed.

She is not so kind as the heart.

If it hadn't been for the deception and robbing of the wind, and the bone-refining banners were taken away, how could the Witch Ministry not have been completed like this.

The tragic situation of the tribe for millions of years, this person can be said to be the culprit!

The sword light flashed past, and the head flew high.

Even if it is a holy rank, it is impossible to survive with a different head.

A generation of heroic and strong men has fallen.

This scene made everyone in the Seven Holy Lands fear and sigh.

It's so frustrating.

The Pifeng Saint did not show any strength at all, and was killed inexplicably.

And in the end, he died in the hands of a woman in the Taoist palace.

Kill Pifeng, and a million years of revenge will be avenged.

Lan Wee couldn't hold back his turbulent mood any longer, and fell into Jiang Cheng's arms and cried bitterly.

"city……"

Her tears soon wet her clothes.

Brother Chengdao, girl, you should be happy if you have to avenge your revenge, why are you crying?

But such a peerless beauty is in her arms, feeling the soft and boneless body, smelling the faint fragrance and warmth of her body.

He is still very happy to be a humanoid pillow for a while, or even a little longer.

Ding!

"Congratulations on getting a subordinate of an immortal sorcerer with life and death, and earning 250,000,000 points!"

The sudden system prompt sound shocked him.

Damn it, it's not easy!

Girl, you can be my own.

Along the way, do you know how much work brother has spent on you?

Besides, you have too many points, right?

There are actually 250 million in the Palace of Talents!

Ji Linghan scored 3,000 points in the Juyuan realm, and if he was converted to the Taoist realm to become his own person, it would be almost 20 to 30 million.

The blue weed is almost ten times her size.

At such a young age, she became the Eighth Layer of the Taoist Palace, and Jiang Cheng guessed at the beginning that she must have outstanding aptitude.

But what I had been expecting before was 10 million, 20 million.

Who knew it was a tenfold surprise this time.

He quickly called up the qualification system to take a photo.

Target: blue weed.

Qualification: Second class.

Can be improved: first class.

Required Points: 11800000000

Like the three-eyed tiger, she has reached the second-class qualification.

However, what she needs to be promoted to the first class is more exaggerated than that of the three-eyed tiger. It needs a full 11.8 billion, which is terrible.

Brother Cheng could only pat her on the back and do a little comforting work.

As for the improvement, that's fine.

At this time, Mo Chen also eagerly came over.

"Sect Master, the old man has a ruthless request, I wonder if I can grant it?"

Brother Cheng has received more than 200 million points, and he is in a good mood now.

"But it doesn't matter."

Mo Chen glanced at the two demon kings lying on the ground, and quietly said: "If this old man wants to take over one of them, get a body first."

"Seize the house?"

If it wasn't for his mention, Jiang Cheng would have almost forgotten that he was only a remnant of the soul.

After all, the image of the puppet is shown every day.

"That's right."

Mo Chen rubbed his hands excitedly: "The body of the holy rank can withstand the remnant soul infusion of the old man without disintegrating. Once the body is successfully captured, the old man is also equivalent to a holy rank, which can better assist the head."

Jiang Cheng gave him a sideways glance, what he said was really beautiful.

But you old guy may never dream of it, brother doesn't need your combat power at all.

"After becoming a saint, you can make a better puppet cheerleader... oh no, it's the puppet, right? You know."

Mo Chen nodded hurriedly: "I understand, I understand, of course I can make more sophisticated ones."

"They are demon kings, and you are human, can you also take the house?"

"If other saints are naturally incompatible with the demon clan, but the old man is an immortal soul, so he can adapt perfectly."

"Okay, you go."

"Hey, thank you so much, Sect Master!"

Mo Chen was overjoyed and ran away.

In the lower realm, the demon king is already considered the most perfect body.

In terms of strength alone, the demon race is still above the holy rank of the human race.

With this body, he can truly feel safe.

Even if he can't fly back to the Immortal Realm, at least he can roam freely in the Nether Realm.

Taking a look at the two dying demon kings, he decisively chose the Cailu King, for no other reason, his appearance was much higher than the Xuan Turtle King.

The process of winning the house was 10,000 times easier and smoother than he expected.

Because Ah Huang was locked, Cailu King had no resistance at all, and the consciousness of the soul was easily destroyed and turned into an empty shell.

Jiang Cheng motioned to his good daughter to let go of the restraints on this side, so King Cailu, who had been seized by Mo Chen, regained his spiritual power and stood up.

Although bruised and bruised, they are all traumatic.

With the strength of the demon king, it is easy to recover.

When he stood up, many people didn't know why, until Mo Chen changed his body again. After changing the image of the Cailu King into the previous human form, I finally understood.

The big monsters in the sky were even more frightened.

Was the previous Cailu King gone?

Xuan Turtle King, who was dying beside him, was really scared to pee.

It doesn't want to be killed, and it doesn't want to be taken away.

Struggling to cry out for help.

"Sect Master Jiang, the little demon has surrendered... I would like to be driven by you..."