I can explode

Countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged. With one strike of the sword, it seemed that the world was shattered and the common people were bleeding.

"Weaker."

Jiang Changkong said indifferently, and five long dragons appeared in the void, releasing endless saber energy.

The sword of the five elements of heaven and earth!

bang

Five long dragons charged away, the sword light collapsed, and the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood was shattered.

The expression of the Nine Tribulations and Seventh Layer monster changed, and the power of darkness was vast, but before he could learn his unique skills, he was already overwhelmed by five long dragons,

With a bang, the demon exploded and turned into a blood mist, which fell in the space of the knife prison and was absorbed by the sea of ​​blood.

"Next." Jiang Changkong said indifferently.

"kill!"

On the side of the monsters, a demon of the nine calamities and the seventh level appeared again, and fell into the sea of ​​blood in the prison of swords.

The Five Elements Dragon directly suppressed and killed them, not even giving them a chance to make a move.

"Next!"

"Next!"

"Next……"

Every monster, fearless of death, rushed into the sea of ​​blood in the prison of swords, and they all have secret methods to resist the pull of the sea of ​​blood, but that's all.

"Kill the commander-in-chief of the growing demon, and reveal the fake ancient evildoer who has been cultivated for one year."

"Kill the commander-in-chief of the growing demon, and reveal the fake ancient evildoer who has been cultivated for one year."

"Kill..."

The cultivation base in Jiang Changkong's body increased again, and it increased very quickly.

He likes this invitation to fight so much, a monster of the same level comes to die, don't worry, there will be a powerful monster intervening.

The demons continued to die, and the face of the Nine Tribulations and Ninth Layer demons became more and more gloomy, but this time he did not back down.

"Kill, Jiang Changkong won't last long, he can't recover!" The ninth-level and ninth-level demon roared with bloodshot eyes.

The corner of Jiang Changkong's mouth twitched slightly, I can persist until I kill you all!

He didn't expect that these monsters would still be so crazy after he informed them that he had broken through to the seventh stage of the Nine Tribulations.

Could it be that I hid it too well before?

Jiang Changkong smiled and said: "Yes, I can't hold on anymore, come and kill me."

"Jiang Changkong, the more you say that, the more you prove that you can't do it!"

Chapter 337 : Demon Prince Appears!

The Nine Tribulations and Nine Layers demon looked at Jiang Changkong coldly, this human being is too cunning.

Saying that I can't do it, isn't it just to show that I am completely fine and not afraid of them?

This kind of talk is completely blunt and scares them!

He's been scared once and won't back down again!

Once he flinched and Jiang Changkong returned to the spaceship and vomited blood again, the Commander-in-Chief would really kill him.

One by one, the monsters rushed into the knife prison space and attacked Jiang Changkong at the cost of their lives.

Even if it can't hurt him, it will consume him to death.

On the human side, the Heavenly Mandate Warrior said solemnly: "Myth Lord, how long can you last?"

"Myth Lord, is it really all right?" Lei Tianming frowned.

"When did the Lord of Myths step into the Seventh Layer? We didn't even sense the Thunder Tribulation." The Mo Sword Dao warrior asked doubtfully.

It was said before that Jiang Changkong stepped into the Seventh Layer and changed it to a Seventh Layer Competition. They wanted to go in to visit, but they were stopped.

At first, I thought that I was only sure to step into the seventh level, but after seven days, I didn't sense the thunder disaster.

Will Jiang Changkong really be holding on like last time?

"The Lord of Myths, you haven't survived the calamity on the demon battlefield, so naturally you can't sense it." Yan Zhuhuo laughed.

"Not in the demon battlefield?" Everyone was taken aback: "Isn't he always in the spaceship?"

"No, we left the battlefield and survived the catastrophe in our world." Yan Zhuhuo laughed.

"No wonder."

Everyone was stunned, no wonder they didn't sense the catastrophe. It turned out that Jiang Changkong had already gone outside to overcome the catastrophe.

The monsters went to death one by one, Jiang Changkong controlled the five dragons and swept away the seven monsters.

The cultivation base of the fake ancient evildoer is increasing rapidly.

In just a few hours, dozens of nine-tribulation and seven-level monsters have been beheaded.

Jiang Changkong's expression was indifferent, his complexion was rosy, and he didn't feel tired at all: "You can hurry up, don't waste time."

"Kill, kill him, Jiang Changkong will only talk hard, he must be dying soon!" The Nine Tribulations and Nine Layers demon is going crazy.

These are all the sons of the commander of the Nine Tribulations and the Seventh Level. Once they grow up, they will be the real commanders, the real elites of the dark saints.

However, now they are all buried in the sea of ​​blood in the prison of swords like moths to a flame.

With the fall of these commander's sons, the power of the demon blood sea has once again increased, and it has reached a terrifying level.

Standing in the void, Jiang Changkong kept beheading the sons of the commanders one after another, gaining the cultivation base of the fake and ancient evildoers.

As time passed, the monsters continued to fall, until evening, and finally no monsters rushed out.

"Is it gone?" Jiang Changkong looked at the monster with a disappointed face: "That's it?"

The cultivation base of the pseudo-ancient evildoer, 230 years!

A total of 230 nine-tribulation and seven-level monsters all died in the sea of ​​​​blood in the prison of swords!

The Nine Tribulations and Ninth Layer monster was dull, with blood-red eyes, there was nothing but despair at the moment.

There were a total of 230 people, but they couldn't hurt Jiang Changkong in the slightest, and they couldn't even deal with five long dragons.

This gap is too big!

Well, is Jiang Changkong trying to hold on?

Okay, so it's impossible for him to recover?

This is called impossible recovery?

"If you don't make a move, then this time, will it take another seven days?" Jiang Changkong said contemptuously: "I can give you ten days to call more sons of the commander to die."

"Haha, yes, we can give you a few more days."

On the human side, many warriors laughed.

"Your despicable methods can't do anything to the Lord of Myths."

"The lord of mythology has recovered from the mere injury, and you have been notified, but you don't believe it."

"What an idiot, you are the only one who can be so stupid."

Many human warriors sneered unceremoniously, wishing they could laugh for a long time.

Jiang Changkong is too strong, he killed 230 sons of commanders of the same level in a row. With this strength, how can a monster fight?

The Nine Tribulations and Ninth Layer demon stared at Jiang Changkong, but couldn't say a word.

Another seven days?

What to do after seven days, who will go?

But, just retreat like this, what if Jiang Changkong is the same as last time?

Don't retreat, the son of the commander-in-chief of the Nine Tribulations and Seventh Layer has been killed by this guy!

Nine Tribulations and Nine Layers demon, a trace of sadness appeared in his heart, he knew that he was finished, and when he returned, he would definitely be torn to pieces by the commander.

"Since there are no more monsters to fight, let's decide." Jiang Changkong said indifferently: "Admit defeat, or continue the competition in a few days?"

"Who said there are no saints!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and the cold magic power came from afar at a high speed.

A long-haired monster with a strange face and a dark magic pattern between his eyebrows, exuding a strange aura.

The cold magic power seems to freeze this world.

"Prince, it's Prince Xuanyuan!"

The demon army suddenly became excited.

The Nine Tribulations and Ninth Layer demon, his eyes lit up, as if he had regained his vitality, he said excitedly: "My subordinates will see Prince Xuanyuan."

"Demon prince?" The expression on the human side changed drastically.

The demon prince, but even the warriors of the Immortal Palace, are far inferior. In the human world, the demon prince has never left a defeat!

The cold magic power swept across, and Jiang Changkong's expression became solemn for the first time in the knife prison space.

Chapter 338: The Powerful Demon Prince

The cold breath is like the ice of hell, and a thin layer of dark frost condenses in the void.

His black hair fluttered, his robes fluttered, and his handsome face was full of coldness.

Prince Xuanyuan crossed the void and came with an extremely cold feeling. He stayed outside the space of the knife prison and stared coldly at Jiang Changkong in the knife prison.

Jiang Changkong's eyes opened and closed. This Prince Xuanyuan put him under a lot of pressure.

"The demon prince has extraordinary strength." Jiang Changkong admired and said, "But you don't seem to be suitable."

Prince Xuanyuan, Nine Tribulations and Eight Stages!

The current invitational battle is a battle of nine tribulations and seven stages.

"That's right, this is a battle of the Nine Tribulations and the Seventh Level. I'm afraid it's against the rules for you, the Prince of the Eighth Level, to intervene." On the human side, the warriors spoke one after another.

That's all for the demon prince, he's still a high-ranking prince.

The heart of the Nine Tribulations and Ninth Level demon sank, and only then did he notice that Prince Xuanyuan had already achieved the Nine Tribulations and Eighth Level.

Since it's nine calamities and eight times, why come out?

Prince Xuanyuan put his hands behind his back and ignored Jiang Changkong: "My Highness only strikes a sword, if you can take it, the Holy Clan will admit defeat in this invitation to fight."

"What if you don't accept it?" Jiang Changkong said indifferently: "Continue the competition? I really want to continue, but I am afraid that you will not dare."

The army of demons was silent, and the demons of the Nine Tribulations and Nine Levels had an ugly expression.

They really didn't dare to continue. If this continues, more sons of the commander will die.

Prince Xuanyuan's eyes turned cold: "If you don't accept it, how many arrogances of my holy clan you have killed, my Highness will take it back from your human race."

"Threats are a manifestation of incompetence." Jiang Changkong snorted: "Tell me, why did you come out? You monsters have already been defeated, just for a sword?"

"One sword, let you understand the gap!" Prince Xuanyuan said coldly.

"Gap?" Jiang Changkong looked at him amusedly: "I can satisfy you with a sword, but if I take over, what conditions can you give to the dark saints?"

Although Prince Xuanyuan put him under great pressure, it was only pressure. If he really started to fight, he really wasn't afraid of this prince.

It's just a sword, Jiang Changkong is incompetent, and there is no way he can't take it.

"What do you want?" Prince Xuanyuan frowned.

"Look at what you have given me. I want immortal mystical methods, resources, and even your lives." Jiang Changkong said indifferently.

"What a big appetite!" Prince Xuanyuan said coldly: "If you can take my Highness's sword and you are not injured, the spoils given by humans in the past will be doubled at most once."