Bits of blood rained down from the sky. Zheng Haotian's face had become dumbfounded and dull, as if he had been frightened by this scene and was at a loss what to do.
Chen Jia snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a huge light of treasure flew out quickly and struck Zheng Haotian's body hard.
Zheng Haotian let out a shrill scream, and suddenly fell quickly from the sky, and hit the ground hard. The powerful impact force even smashed a large hole in the ground.
Potholes.
After Chen Chi swung his sword in a circle, he didn't even glance in Zheng Haotian's direction again.
In his eyes, Zheng Haotian is just a small fifth-level cultivator.
The reason why they stayed with Zhang Yuxin and his wife was most likely because he was a junior fellow student of theirs, and perhaps it was because this person discovered the traces of the nightmare that the couple took this person with them.
A fifth-level cultivator can barely be regarded as a person of some status even in a super sect, but in the eyes of a ninth-level peak person like him, who is only one step away from being able to reach the tenth level, that is not the case.
But that's it. The blow he used with the light of the treasure weapon was so powerful. In one blow, he could definitely blast this fifth-level spiritual energy master into pieces.
This is his self-confidence, the strong confidence accumulated after hundreds of battles in his life.
After killing the insignificant fifth-level cultivator with one punch, Chen Jia immediately turned his attention to the seemingly endless group of demons.
"Hehe, no one is competing with me now." Chen Jiao's eyes flashed with undisguised greed, and he said: "If you are wise, just accept me as your master, I can provide unlimited delicious food.
The soul is for you to enjoy, allowing you to become the true king of demons."
The countless demons gathered together like densely packed ants, and they all made a strange sound of "hehehehaha" in unison.
Although no one can understand the meaning of these sounds, anyone with a little bit of intelligence can easily hear the strong meaning of ridicule.
These countless groups of demons were actually laughing at Chen Jia at the same time, seeming to despise his wishful thinking.
Chen Jiao's face suddenly became ferocious: "I don't have time to talk in circles with you. Since you are unwilling to surrender to me, then... I will gain your courage to pave the way for my promotion to the spirit body in the future.
Avenue.”
His voice was deafening and roaring.
Waves of powerful power sprayed out directly from his mouth. This huge power rolled past like a wheel, and the demons blocking it in the void were instantly blown away like bunches of bubbles.
Crushed to pieces, reduced to nothing.
In his breath, there was also a ray of bright power.
However, this bright power does not come from himself, but is exactly the same as the magical transparent rope in his hand.
The powerful group of demons that seemed to fill the entire sky turned into ashes without even the slightest resistance in front of him.
Chen Chi laughed loudly: "How can some illusions do anything to me?"
In a flash, he had already rushed straight into the boundless group of demons.
When he thought about it, the demons here were all phantoms transformed from that terrible nightmare. Although they were endless in number, they were no threat to the light weapons he possessed.
That's why he rushed in so confidently and boldly.
In front of him, there was another large number of demons blocking the road. Chen Jia shouted: "If you don't give up, break it for me..."
Another powerful force of light rose into the sky and passed fiercely over the bodies of these demons.
However, something happened that surprised him. These demons did not burst out of thin air as he expected. Although they made sad screams, they still pounced at them as fast as lightning.
Chen Feng's heart trembled, and his true energy surged and boiled, forming a powerful aura around him.
Then, he waved his hand heavily, and a huge beam of light flashed across a certain demon like a sword.
This demon was immediately cut into two pieces by this sword, but even so, it did not disappear, but still roared and flew up.
Chen Jia's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed: "Demon..."
Only then did he understand that among the demons flying all over the sky, they were not all illusions, but there were some real demons.
On his body, there is a trapped dragon rope, a divine weapon of light specially designed to deal with demons.
If these demons are just illusions, then no matter how many there are, they are nothing to be afraid of.
But if virtual reality is combined, then the power that can be exerted will increase to an incredible level, and even he dare not say that he can escape safely.
After all, although the level of these demons is not high, only level five, their number is really terrifying.
Many ants kill an elephant, this saying is also a wise saying.
His figure suddenly paused in mid-air, and then flew away as if someone was pulling him from behind.
However, in just a moment, he already realized something was wrong.
Although he flew back extremely fast, after a quarter of an hour, he was still within the range of the demon group.
You know, he flew into the group of demons for only a few breaths. After encountering the real demons, he immediately retreated, but he was still surrounded by many demons for a quarter of an hour. This is incredible.
.
His heart suddenly sank, knowing that he had underestimated this prestigious nightmare clan too much.
Chen Jia's retreating figure suddenly stood firm, and he shouted sharply: "The soul of the trapped dragon appears..."
"Swish swish..."
A strange sound suddenly sounded from around him, and then, endless lights lit up behind him. These lights did not come out in waves, but like ropes, one after another along one path.
The direction spread out.
All demons encountered on the path of this light were penetrated by a huge hole in an instant.
Those illusory demons were instantly shattered, and the real demon also let out a miserable howl, and its body was penetrated by a huge wound that could not be erased.
These countless rays of light contain strong holy power of light. Even as powerful as a demon, they cannot expel this damage in a short time.
"What is this?" Nightmare's unhurried voice came over.
Chen Jia let out a loud roar and said: "This is the Divine Weapon of Light, the Trapped Dragon Rope. It is a pseudo-magic weapon specially made to deal with you, a clan of demons." He glared at the endless demons in front of him and roared: "How dare you use illusions?
If you confuse me, I will capture you alive today and refine your heart-protecting magic weapon."
"Pseudo magic weapon..." Nightmare asked with a hint of surprise in her voice: "This is the most powerful magic weapon among the magical weapons refined by humans."
Chen Jiao laughed ferociously and said: "Trapped Dragon Soul, let it see how powerful you are."
An illusory figure slowly condensed out of the countless rope-like lights.
Although this is just an illusory shadow, it is already infinitely close to the appearance of a real human being. It’s just that his face is very blurry and his facial features have not yet been fully formed.
Once it emerged, the rope-like light around it suddenly became several times stronger, and even its power seemed to increase by a whole level in an instant.
It gently pulled the center of the rope, and the countless rays of light began to roll, as if someone was constantly waving the huge rope, making it spin rapidly.
Wherever the light of the rope passed, all the demons were destroyed in response. The intense light was so intense that no matter whether it was a real demon, a false demon or a false demon, there seemed to be no difference in front of them.
All of them were wiped out.
Chen Wei's voice sounded like crazy: "Nightmare, this trapped dragon rope is made from the tendons of the legendary light dragon. It is most useful when dealing with demons. If your cultivation is similar to mine,
If so, maybe we can resist one or two, but how can we compete with a mere fifth-level demon."
"Trapped Dragon Rope, I understand." Nightmare's voice was steady and powerful: "I remember this magic weapon, and I also remember you."
After saying that, an earth-shaking thunderous sound suddenly came from the void.
A powerful force burst out from the group of heavenly demons, and the countless heavenly demons were impacted by this force and suddenly flew away in all directions, like dandelion flowers blown away by the wind, dissipating in all directions.
Chen Qi was stunned for a moment, and then let out a reluctant roar.
He never thought that this nightmare would be so decisive. Once he found out the origin of the trapped dragon rope, he would immediately run away.
Sensing the countless auras of heavenly demons scattered between heaven and earth, his eyes instantly turned red.
He knew that if he really allowed the nightmare to escape, he would probably never encounter another such a powerful and useful demon in his life.
He suddenly threw the trapped dragon rope high, bit the tip of his tongue at the same time, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and spit it on the trapped dragon rope.
He shouted sharply: "Catch the nightmare, Ji..."
For an instant, the almost transparent rope trembled violently, then suddenly stretched out and rolled back towards Chen Feng.
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what was happening. A piece of trapped dragon rope had already passed through his side, as if it had penetrated into something. Then he heard something coming from not far away.
There was a sound that made him almost horrified.
His figure was like lightning, and he dodged to the side and back without thinking, and from the corner of his eye he saw a streak of black streaking across the back of his neck.
Black, that dark as ink but as charming as the night sky, is shocking and chilling at this moment.
However, it only took a moment, and the trapped dragon rope had already passed by him, tightly tying up the black streak.