Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 597

Jiang Chen's evil body was like an ancient demon general, with blood and energy rushing to the sky, holding a magic weapon in his hand. Every time he struck, he brought with him a terrifying spirit that shook the earth and mountains.

The sword shield that Zhao Qingcheng had tried hard to support was shattered soon after.

"Damn it! What the hell are you? Why did you fight for that old dragon? Do you know that you are in big trouble?"

"When the person from the weapon sect returns from the depths of the restricted area, you will be crushed to ashes!"

He had no choice but to wipe his eyebrows and take out a black soul sword with a painful look on his face, and then he barely resisted the attack.

"A dying man, you still talk so much nonsense, what, do you want to make up your last words?" Jiang Chen's evil body attacked more fiercely while speaking, speaking hurtfully.

Zhao Qingcheng's face suddenly became colder.

After more than a dozen moves, several cracks appeared on his black soul sword, which could not withstand the bombardment of the black iron anvil and the strongest weapon souls.

"Damn it! How can you use the heirloom of the Qimen?"

"What is your origin? You have the same aura as the monster in the restricted area, and you can... No! How come the Wanbing Mother Anvil is in your hand!?"

He suddenly reacted at this moment.

At this moment, Jiang Chen and Tiezhu have also appeared in the sky.

Zhao Qingcheng looked over and his face changed drastically: "Is it you!?"

"The person who stepped into the bottom of the Wangchuan River and returned!"

It can be seen that he was obviously very afraid of Jiang Chen. He attacked Tiezhu before because it was a lone dragon, so he wanted to catch it and send it to the master of Qimen in exchange for the promise of making a powerful weapon for himself in the future.

Facing the person who returned from the bottom of the Wangchuan River, even this long-renowned swordsman did not have the slightest confidence.

"Hehe~"

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, without much expression on his face, looking arrogant, with a look of superiority.

After all, he only has the strength of a fourth-step king now. It is best to make the opponent unable to see through him as much as possible and not dare to attack him.

"You are so brave to hunt my son. Zhuzi, go and kill him with your own hands."

"Yes! Dad!"

Hearing this, Tiezhu's body immediately grew wildly, turning into a terrifying posture of more than 300 meters, and fell like a small mountain.

"No wonder! He can return from the bottom of the Wangchuan River. It's not surprising that he has such a mysterious helper."

Zhao Qingcheng's face was pale at this moment, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Damn it! The man who returned from the Wangchuan River came to support the battle in person, and even this old dragon was so humble that he called himself an adopted son. There is also this monster who has mastered the rules of the restricted area and the strongest weapon..."

"I can never be his opponent."

"No, I must find a way to escape!"

The sword saint was very decisive. After seeing Tiezhu also made a move, he gave up any fluke thoughts and took out a small jade box from his arms. It was palm-length, plain and white.

After taking this thing out, he took a deep breath, and after his eyes flickered several times, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"This is what I prepared for my future entry into the strongest realm, and it is also what thousands of swordsmen in this world dream of. You forced me to this step. Today's revenge, Zhao will remember it!"

Zhao Qingcheng looked back, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he flicked his fingers and opened the lid of the jade box.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, who was watching the battle thousands of meters away, had all his hairs standing up.

The evil figure who was about to strike a fatal blow also had his pupils widened, and he desperately pulled back.

The iron pillar even stopped the momentum of smashing down.

A sword light shot out from the white jade box, very thin and faint, like a bee sting, almost invisible, but the terrifying sword intent revealed on it was enough to scare anyone!

This sword seemed to be able to cut through the sky and open up the deep spring.

This sword was pure to the extreme and powerful to the extreme.

"Transform into a demon--"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but grit his teeth and roar in his heart, because at this moment he clearly realized that if he couldn't transform into a demon in time, he would die if this sword came!

In a sense, it was even more terrifying than a supreme being.

Because if the supreme being wanted to kill him, he would still have time to react. Although this sword energy might not be as powerful as the supreme being's full-strength attack, it integrated the most essential characteristics of the sword: fast, accurate, and strong!

Kill without blinking an eye.

When a truly powerful swordsman kills someone, the opponent doesn't even have time to blink, and often dies with his eyes wide open.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, and finally aimed the sword at the black shackles that blocked his retreat.

He also wanted to kill these people once and for all.

But he couldn't handle just one subordinate, and the man who returned from the bottom of the Forgotten River was even more unfathomable. When he saw the sword, he still had his hands behind his back, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

He knew that he had no chance.

Even if he could kill one person by chance, he would still die.

"Crack!""

With a crisp sound, the black light shackles broke easily, and the sword light also cut into the depths of the blood mist, making a terrifying sound.

Zhao Qingcheng took this opportunity to flash into the blood mist and escaped without a trace.

The remaining three people, Jiang Chen, remained motionless.

Because they were afraid that Zhao Qingcheng was just pretending, and actually he was still hiding at the edge of the blood mist, holding another white jade box in his hand, ready to attack them unexpectedly when they chased over.

Most people would definitely not think of this step.

But among the three, Jiang Chen and Tiezhu were old foxes.

As a part of him, the evil body, coupled with the influence along the way, also grew a few more minds.

The three people kept moving for ten minutes.

The evil body used the six ears to carefully look at the edge of the blood mist several times before finally nodding.

"Brother, it should be really gone. "

"By the way, what is that..."

It was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised its hand, and a simple little sword flew over from the ground, plus a pile of broken white jade.

Jiang Chen also walked down and understood at a glance.

This should be what was in the white jade box, a finger-length iron sword, black all over, and extraordinary in shape.

But at this time its charm has been exhausted and it has become very ordinary.

"The sword intent just now was emitted by this thing?" Tiezhu came up and smacked his lips in surprise: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's too terrifying, that sword can have some of the style of my father in his heyday, and it actually came from such an ordinary little thing. "

Jiang Chen's evil body was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils dilated unconsciously. He lowered his head quickly to hide the shock on his face.

The information revealed by this cheap nephew was too shocking.

Big brother is really not simple.

Just now in front of the sword intent, it felt like an ant, but this is only equivalent to a few of the style of big brother in his heyday!?

How strong is he?

"Your evil body realizes that you are a real boss, and it has made up its mind to be loyal to you! Ghost energy +888888!"