They had just fought twice in succession, and Yang Ji had actually torn his Vulcan clothes.￡∝, and he hadn't noticed it yet.
The eight-armed demon!
A thought flashed through the mind of the leader of the Voodoo Cult, and he remembered the eight weapons in the hands of the eight-armed demon incarnated by Yang Ji. It must have been that time when Yang Ji used those weapons to damage his clothes.
"call!"
The strong wind howled, but this strong wind was not airflow, but flames.
Since entering the magma world, this kind of burning air can be seen everywhere, and he has never thought it was anything special. But at this moment, he felt the terrifying nature of these flames.
An indescribable burning sensation came from all parts of the body. Simultaneously with this burning sensation, there was also the rapid consumption of blood in his body.
In just such a short time, Voodoo discovered that the blood energy consumed in his body was equivalent to one-third of the blood energy of Lang Yan!
This kind of consumption is extremely terrifying!
boom!
There was an explosion under his feet. Without thinking, the leader of the Voodoo Cult jumped up from the ground and ran away into the distance. However, before he could escape far, Keng! A shocking sword roar came from the void, and a boiling
Under the sea, wisps of magma flowed from the surface of the swords of more than a dozen flying swords, sweeping in like dragons.
The purpose of these more than ten flying swords is not to kill the enemy, but to stop them. The real target comes from the lead-gray vial that follows the more than ten flying swords and comes at lightning speed.
Understood!
He completely understood Yang Ji's intention of luring him all the way here!
But this realization did not bring him any joy. Instead, his heart sank completely, and at the same time there was a slight chill in his heart.
He has never encountered such a terrifying opponent. His martial arts skills are not as good as his own, but his mind is deeper than his own. He is more powerful than himself. He is also more terrifying than himself!
He can even take advantage of his humble status.
The scorching heat of the magma world is everywhere, and any warrior here will consume energy rapidly. This terrible opponent tore his Vulcan Clothes and wanted to use this cruel world to deal with him.
Unless he regained the Vulcan Clothes from other subordinates, he would not be able to avoid a sharp decline in strength. But this place was more than a hundred miles away from where those subordinates were.
In normal times, this distance of more than one hundred miles would be nothing. But now, the distance of more than one hundred miles is enough for a lot of things to happen!
The Voodoo leader realized this but it was too late.
"Boom!"
Huge waves of magma surged on the sea surface. As three people stood tall, the dark eight-armed demon god appeared on the sea surface again. With a loud bang, it violently collided with the leader of the Voodoo Cult.
The long-awaited decisive battle arrived as scheduled, but the leader of the Voodoo Cult felt heavy in his heart and was not happy at all.
boom!
In just an instant, Yang Ji flew out again, submerged under the magma sea, and disappeared.
Yang Ji's attack does not seek to defeat his opponent, but only to stop him. The magma world is everywhere, the temperature is high all the time, and the consumption of the warrior's blood is Yang Ji's biggest helper and biggest killing move at this time!
Clang clang clang!
More than a dozen flying swords roared in and violently collided with the leader of the Voodoo Cult again. The flying swords and the six-armed demonic nerves cooperated, and Yang Ji circulated under the sea, constantly sniping at the Voodoo Cult leader to prevent him from moving forward.
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Fight, drill under the sea of magma...Fight again, drill under the sea of magma again...
In a short period of time, everything fell into the rhythm controlled by Yang Ji. Yang Ji was like an extremely cold machine, thinking and running rapidly in his mind. He had already thought several steps, or even dozens of steps, before he even made a move.
Plans for later.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two of them kept fighting. The frequency was quite fast. The distance between Yang Ji and Yang Ji was getting closer and closer, and the impact he received was getting lower and lower.
Such constant consumption is accelerating the consumption of the voodoo leader's blood.
The leader of the Voodoo Cult remained calm at first, but gradually he became more and more frightened, and Yang Ji's attacks were endless. He had tried all methods, but could not get rid of Yang Ji's entanglement.
What's even more shocking is that with such continuous high-intensity attacks, it stands to reason that Yang Ji's strength should continue to decline like him. But in fact, Yang Ji's strength has not changed at all, has not declined or weakened at all.
signs of.
This is what scares the Voodoo leader the most!
How could there be such a seventh-level martial arts sect with stronger blood than an eighth-level martial arts sect like his? This was simply impossible, but it really happened in front of him.
Angry, frightened, and finally frightened, the voodoo leader finally couldn't support him.
"Bah!"
The next moment Yang Ji dived into the magma sea, the leader of the Voodoo Cult suddenly raised his head and let out a shocking roar toward the sky.
call out!
Within a few breaths, a flying iron corpse roared down from the sky like an arrow from a string.
boom!
At the moment when the Flying Iron Corpse fell, the leader of the Voodoo Cult suddenly flew forward, jumped high, and landed firmly on the Flying Iron Corpse.
This move was so unexpected that the leader of the Voodoo Cult sat on the back of the flying iron corpse, rose into the sky, and quickly fled into the distance!
The Flying Iron Corpse is not only a powerful puppet and magical weapon, but also the flying pet of the Voodoo Cult. Unless it is a great martial arts master of the same eighth level of martial arts, with blood and smoke, and the blood can hit the void and shoot down flying birds, there is nothing you can do about it.
he.
No matter how powerful the little thief on the sea is, he can't fight him into the sky with all his blood!
This is the short-term strategy of the leader of the Voodoo Cult. As long as he escapes back to the teleportation array and returns to the base, no matter who the guy below is, he will make him pay a hundred times the price.
…
"I'm furious!"
The wind roared on both sides, filled with burning air. The temperature in the sky was actually much higher than that on the ground. The burning of blood was also more intense. The leader of the Voodoo Cult was sitting on the flying iron corpse, with flames rolling under his body. The leader of the Voodoo Cult was in his heart.
His anger burned like a flame.
Escape with the help of the Flying Iron Corpse was the only way he came up with. But being forced to flee due to the design of a seventh-level martial sect who was not as powerful as himself was a fact he could not accept.
"Boy, a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. Sooner or later, this church will make you pay a hundred times the price!"
The leader of the Voodoo Cult became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and suddenly shouted violently downwards!
In the fight just now, although he hadn't seen the opponent's appearance yet, he had firmly remembered the opponent's characteristics and judged that the opponent should be a young boy or a young man.
No matter what kind it is, the space magic weapon that can travel back and forth, and the powerful eight-armed demon... these things are too special, and they are enough for him to trace the identity of his opponent!
No matter who this guy is, as long as a little clue is revealed, with the huge strength of the Voodoo Sect and the information network all over the world, the identity of the opponent can be traced very quickly.
When he returns to the teleportation array and leaves this lava world, that's when the boy's real disaster will come!
"Flying Iron Corpse?"
In the magma sea below, Yang Ji looked up in the rolling magma and was greatly surprised. He had to admit that the move of the leader of the Voodoo Cult was indeed beyond his expectation.
Yang Ji's next round of attacks was ready, but faced with the soaring and flying Voodoo leader in the sky, he just stopped.
But it only took a moment for Yang Ji to laugh.
"Do you think that if there is a flying iron corpse, you can escape to the sky and everything will be fine? It's too simple to think!"
Yang Ji sneered, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
The leader of the Voodoo Cult can use this trick to deal with others, but to deal with himself, it is really too simple.
"Flying in the sky!"
Yang Ji's human bottle merged into one, and he suddenly rose up from the ground, displaying the unique skill of Naji Ping's flying in the air. Boom! It was like a thunderbolt passing through the void. In an instant, the blood in Yang Ji's body was like water leaking out.
Crazy consumption.
It is also the combination of a human and a bottle, traveling through the magma on the ground, and leaving the ground and traveling in the sky. The two are completely different. Since ancient times, the sky has been a forbidden land for warriors.
Even the Martial Saint is still looking away and sighing!
Although some people can use a riding pet and fly into the sky on the back of a riding pet, that is not considered flying in the air at all, and they cannot fight freely.
"Flying in the air" is a special ability of Najipin, which allows the warrior to break away from the attraction of the earth and gain part of the ability to fly in the air.
But this kind of flight requires huge energy consumption as a price.
"boom!"
The blood in Yang Ji's body was consumed at an alarming rate, and the amount of blood consumed in each moment was more than ten times that before. But Yang Ji didn't care.
Buzz, the next moment, a ray of consciousness from Yang Ji reached out and communicated with the incarnation of the "Fire Demon" in his body. In the body of this incarnation of the Fire Demon, a huge amount of fire-attribute energy attracted from the world had accumulated.
Yang Ji communicated these huge flame demon energies without hesitation, incorporated them into his body, and poured them into the Najie bottle. Boom! The Najie bottle jumped in the void, and the speed surged instantly, and electricity shot out.
Once, twice, three times...
In just three jumps, Yang Ji caught up with the leader of the Voodoo Cult in the air.
call out!
The cold light flashed, and the leader of the Voodoo Cult couldn't even react. Hey! Yang Ji merged his sword with his sword, and took out the seven-layer martial arts flying sword in the mustard bottle. With just one sword, he killed the Voodoo Cult leader's body.
Flying Iron Corpse.
The flying iron corpses were as strong as gold and iron, and ordinary flying swords could not damage them at all. But in front of Yang Ji's Wuzong-level flying sword, the hard bodies of these iron corpses cracked like plowed fields, and the internal organs inside fell out one after another.
"Bah!"
The flying iron corpse just screamed, trembled, and fell from the sky like a crashed plane.
"not good!"
The leader of the Voodoo Cult was shocked. Flying in the air has always been a restricted area for warriors. Even he only used the ability of the flying iron corpse to sit on its back, which cannot be regarded as true flying in the air. (To be completed.)