Chapter 423: Raging Demonic Might

It can be imagined that once this monster is released, the nearby Tianfu Sect and Yunshui Sect will surely suffer a catastrophe, and even the entire Cangzhou will face a catastrophe.

Zhan Nianchuan pondered for a moment, then immediately accelerated his escape speed and shot towards the hall.

This guy is at the same level of Qi Condensation as him, and he is sure to kill him instantly to prevent this demon cultivator from destroying the seal of the altar.

As for the magic hand sealed below, it should still need external force or further damage to the external seal before it can break free from the restriction.

"Hey, don't be impulsive, this guy will wake up at any time, and by then we won't even have a slag left!" Zhan Nianchuan heard Tujialong's anxious telepathic voice in his mind.

Zhan Nianchuan's speed did not change at all, but Tujialong had been thrown back by him.

Feeling that the contractual connection between himself and Zhan Nianchuan had disappeared, Tujialong's face became complicated and he stood still.

After a few breaths, the honest-looking man's face suddenly changed, and his eyes became sharp, looking in the direction where Zhan Nianchuan was escaping.

Damn! This guy's consciousness can travel so far underground? This is when he used the breath-suppressing talisman and the invisibility cloak.

Why is his consciousness so strong? Is he practicing a technique to strengthen his consciousness like me, or is he hiding his cultivation?

Zhan Nianchuan's heart suddenly sank, and his escape speed slowed down slightly, and then accelerated again.

Bet!

He really couldn't see the need for this demon to hide his cultivation in this hall, so most likely he didn't hide his cultivation, but practiced a technique to strengthen his consciousness like himself.

However, at this moment, a trace of hostility appeared on the face of the demon man, and several black lines appeared on his cheeks.

With the appearance of the magic pattern, the aura of the demon man suddenly became twice as strong!

This...

Zhan Nianchuan's face was extremely gloomy, and the mana in his body was injected into the Burning Heaven Sword like a mad tide, stabbing at the heart of the demon man like lightning.

As long as the demon man insisted on attacking the altar with all his strength, he could kill him instantly, and once the man turned around to attack him, Zhan Nianchuan was also confident that he could defeat him.

"You damn bastard!" Feeling Zhan Nianchuan's attack, the demon man was also extremely angry.

The seal outside will soon collapse automatically as the spirit stones are excavated and destroyed, and the seal above the altar must be destroyed by strong attacks. His own cultivation is limited, and the magic weapon he used has already shown signs of being unable to withstand it after absorbing the demonic energy dissipated in the hall.

This means that he can only launch one attack!

Should he attack the seal or Zhan Nianchuan? The demon man was in a dilemma.

But in a flash, the demon man made a decision. He looked at the sword light that was stabbing at him with a resentful look, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

He didn't dodge or evade, but just poured all his demonic energy into the black demon blade in his hand, causing the black demon blade to surge again, and its momentum became even more amazing.

"My Lord! Revenge for me!"

Accompanied by a shrill and resentful roar, the huge demon blade surrounded by black air in the air turned into a black streak, and struck the altar fiercely with thunder and lightning.

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were sharp, and he waved his hand to sacrifice several talismans to block the demon blade.

"Puff!"

"Grumble!"

The tip of the Burning Heaven Sword passed through the chest of the demon man, and the sword energy contained in it raged in the man's body, completely shattering his internal organs, but Zhan Nianchuan was not satisfied, and he pinched the man's neck with one hand, and squeezed it hard.

The man's neck was broken, and his head drooped softly, but his eyes were still full of joy and enthusiasm.

At this moment, the black demon blade had broken the barrier of the talisman and hit the altar heavily.

"Boom!"

A shocking explosion rang in Zhan Nianchuan's ears, the golden light and black air trembled wildly, the altar also trembled violently, and the spiritual stone below, which had almost exhausted its spiritual energy, was turned into powder in this shocking blow.

Damn it!

Zhan Nianchuan's heart sank, and he immediately flew back and retreated, intending to leave this dangerous place.

However, just as his figure moved a few feet, a loud "clang" sound came from his ears, and a golden light flew in the direction of Zhan Nianchuan without bias, and at the same time a monstrous demonic energy surged out, surging around like a torrent.

Zhan Nianchuan's scalp numbed, grabbed the golden light in his hand, and continued to run backwards.

Just as he was about to sink into the ground, an extremely powerful pressure suddenly descended on Zhan Nianchuan, causing his flying figure to fall to the ground with a bang, and his feet sank deeply into the ground.

Zhan Nianchuan's bones crackled all over his body. He raised his head with great difficulty and looked at the altar dozens of feet ahead.

The silver lines above the altar dimmed, and the five fingers of the shriveled and thick arm moved slightly, and the body of the demon man lying on the ground beside him shattered, turning into a puff of blood mist that rushed into the arm frantically and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the shriveled arm was faintly bloody, and it supported the ground with five fingers and slowly stood up.

Its movements were slight and clumsy, swaying as if it was about to fall. It stood quietly for a moment, and then slowly moved in the direction of Zhan Nianchuan.

With just one step, Zhan Nianchuan's heart thumped once, and his blood and qi surged all over his body, and there was a sign that he would directly penetrate the body towards the demon hand!

Under this terrifying pressure that seemed to be falling from the sky, Zhan Nianchuan's face showed a trace of pain. He suddenly let out a roar, and the spiritual light on his body shone brightly. At the same time, scales appeared on his body, and his physical strength doubled. Only then did he slightly break free from the pressure of his completely imprisoned body.

He still couldn't move his body at all, but he could mobilize all his spiritual power.

In the critical moment, Zhan Nianchuan did not choose to sacrifice the talisman, but poured the mana in his body into the golden bowl in his hand like a flood, trying to drive this Buddhist holy object.

However, the result made him feel depressed.

No reaction!

What to do?

Zhan Nianchuan's mind was spinning, thinking hard about how to deal with the inevitable death in front of him.

Deep underground, the Burning Blood Escape also lost its due effect, not to mention that his blood and qi were surging all over his body, and it was difficult to control it. He couldn't burn the blood and qi essence in an instant.

The pressure from the devil's hand far exceeded that of the masters of the Jindan realm he had encountered. Even if Zhan Nianchuan threw out all the talismans on his body, it would be useless.

No, only this Buddhist holy object can deter this monster, otherwise I will definitely die.

At this moment, the devil's hand moved all five fingers together and took another small step towards Zhan Nianchuan.

"Bang bang!"

Zhan Nianchuan's heart beat wildly again, and his blood and qi rushed uncontrollably towards the direction of the devil's hand. Countless tiny blood beads oozed out of his body surface, and then flew towards the shriveled devil's hand like lightning.

After sucking in all the blood beads, the devil's hand seemed to taste the world's best food, and immediately accelerated its pace.

At this time, Zhan Nianchuan once again felt the extremely strong desire to devour emitted by the devil's hand, and at the same time, the skin on his body began to fluctuate constantly, and more and more blood and essence flew out of his body uncontrollably.

Feeling this discouraging and desperate scene, Zhan Nianchuan's eyes showed a hint of hostility, as well as the madness of burning everything down.