My talent is resurrection

Chapter 262
Chen Jiu was nailed to the ground, and blood continued to flow down the thunder spear.

The two big monsters looked directly at him without making a move.

Chen Jiu's mouth continued to bleed, and he pulled out the Thunder Spear from his chest with difficulty, and threw it aside.

The bloody hole in his chest recovered very quickly, intact as before.

Even if Chen Jiu died again.

The thunder monster stared at Chen Jiu, nodded and said.

"Your talent is indeed extremely rare. Being born in a human race is a inconvenience to my demon clan. If you are a demon clan, you will definitely be a demon emperor in a thousand years."

Chen Jiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, frowned and said, "What's the mess, hit me if you want."

The great sword cultivator folded his hands on his chest, he didn't intend to move his sword for a while, and continued to speak instead.

"You know that you can't beat us, and if you continue to fight, you will just continue to die and come back to life, and our task is to surround and kill you, and we will kill you right now, why don't we stop and chat for a while."

Thunder Demon didn't wait for Chen Jiu to agree, and asked again.

"The human race is really willing to let you go to the battlefield alone. Is there no power hiding behind you to protect you?"

Chen Jiu frowned, knowing that he couldn't beat these two big monsters, and he couldn't let them participate in the heavenly and human battlefield in the sky, thinking that he could delay for a while, he immediately replied.

"If there were people behind me, wouldn't you all have died earlier?"

Thunder Demon nodded and agreed, "That's right."

The great sword cultivator asked again: "Aren't the powerful people of the human race afraid that you will be captured by us and returned to the demon clan?"

Chen Jiu replied: "If you really want to be captured, you can only blame me for not being able to do it."

Thunder Demon nodded in agreement, "This is the truth, if you are capable enough, how could you be captured?"

The sword cultivator answered, "But you really can't do it right now."

At least not in front of them.

Chen Jiu clenched his fists, his body was golden.

The great sword cultivator drew his sword in an instant and came with thunder.

No more words, just kill with a sword.

Chen Jiu blocked the sword with his fist.

But it only blocked the thunder, not the flying sword.

The sword sliced ​​through the fist and cut open the head.

The great sword cultivator retracted his sword and opened his mouth.

"Sword cultivator at the top of the ten realms, let's go."

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The border of Tianguang Prefecture was divided into several small battlefields, the heaven and man were in the sky, and Yuanying and Jindan were near the city.

Chen Jiu and the two celestial monsters are the most weird, fighting all the way to the distant mountains, they have left the boundary of the border city, faintly approaching the edge of the Canglan Sea.

From the looks of it, Chen Jiu was still the one who was beaten, his clothes were already in tatters, and he had been revived several times.

The two big monsters showed half of their real bodies, and their combat power was higher than that of New Year's Eve, not at 01:30. They almost chased and killed Chen Jiu all the way to the border.

They also figured it out. Instead of participating in the battle here, they should first capture Chen Jiu and bring him back to the Yaozu.

With such a plan in mind, the big demon tried to spare as much energy as possible when he made a move, not wanting to kill Chen Jiu directly and let him be resurrected directly.

But the two big demons didn't expect that Chen Jiu would end up on his own as long as his injuries were too serious, and he would fight again when he was resurrected.

This is also the reason why they can fight for so long.

And the two celestial beings became more horrified as they fought each other. Chen Jiu's method of rebirth was really tyrannical, and there were no taboos at all.

This kind of resurrection technique seems really incomparable to the Monster Race Divine Phoenix.

In this way, the two big monsters became more and more eager to capture Chen Jiu. No matter what, they couldn't let Chen Jiu continue to grow, otherwise it was very likely that he would become another Yao Tianchang.

Chen Jiu saw the thoughts of the two celestial monsters, and he was extremely careful when he shot. He broke his heart when he was seriously injured, and he insisted on dragging the two big monsters with his life.

On the frontal battlefield before the city, the human monks were full of disadvantages. They were almost blocked by the monster army and fought in the city. Now they only rely on the city's large formation to barely hold it.

The monster clan's siege techniques are even more constant and extremely domineering. The thirteenth-level monster far away in the sea of ​​​​the sea pulls the luck of the entire world, and uses the lives of the monster clan army as a guide to weaken the luck of the human race. Time ebbs and flows, and luck, the only chance of success for the human race, is not worth mentioning.

Now it's just grinding slowly, little by little, and killing the tribe is enough.

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Half a month later, the demon race's siege gradually receded, and the human monks retreated to the city, exhausted. After hastily treating their injuries, they rested on the city wall.

After Lin Tao healed the monk, he stood at the top of the city and looked out of the city with a worried look on his face.

The donkey also stayed on the city with Lin Tao, constantly inquiring about Chen Jiu's news from the surrounding monks.

Most of these monks shook their heads, and some of them had seen Chen Jiu a few days ago.

As a result, Lin Tao and Donkey became more and more worried, and even wanted to go out of the city to find them.

Fortunately, Chen Jiu came back on the third day after the war ended.

Return with the yellow sand gale.

The monks at the top of the city were startled when they saw the figure suddenly appearing in the yellow sand wind. Just as they were about to make a move, they saw Chen Jiu's appearance exposed. The monks hurriedly stopped, with joyful faces.

Chen Jiu quickly walked under the city wall, smiled and waved to the monk above, with no fatigue on his face.

The monk at the head of the city was in high spirits, and he waved and laughed at Chen Jiu.

"Master Jiu, why did you come back so late?"

"Ninth brother, how many demons have you killed this time?"

"..."

Chen Jiu grinned and said, "The seniority is messed up."

The monk at the head of the city smiled back and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's all my big brother."

Chen Jiu laughed, stopped talking, walked slowly into the city, chatted with Lin Tao and Donkey with a smile, then turned and went home.

After entering the house and reaching a place where there was no one else, Chen Jiu exhaled a foul breath and sat down slowly.

It is really exhausting physically and mentally.

Chen Jiu fought with those two celestial monsters outside the customs for half a month, and died for half a month. In a trance, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

It even feels good to die like that sometimes.

But it was impossible after all, so Chen Jiu would get up every time and try his best to fight again.

Chen Jiu rubbed his head and laughed at himself.

"I really don't know the blessing when I am in the blessing."

Compared with those monks who disappeared in the border forever, he was much better.

Chen Jiu patted his face and lay on the bed. He didn't need to rest, but he slept for a long time today.

While waiting to get up again, the sky outside was already dark.

Chen Jiu sat quietly in the house, tidied his clothes, opened the door slowly, walked around to the top of the city, looked up, and saw a scene full of devastation.

Most of the monks resting at the top of the city nodded to Chen Jiu to say hello, Chen Jiu smiled back, chatted for a few words, and then continued to walk away.

On the coast far away, with Chen Jiu's pupils looking far away, he could vaguely see the bright lights of the Yaozu, as if they were not affected by the previous war at all.

Chen Jiu sighed slightly, folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the dark corner of the wall, and tapped his head.

It seems that some are not opponents.

He turned around suddenly.

Behind the city, there are bright lights everywhere, scattered, gathered together, and poured into the city.

All monks!

The stars are brilliant.

(End of this chapter)