My talent is resurrection

Chapter 266 Who Are You Sending Eight To?
The shining golden mansion stood in the void, and after a punch, it lowered its head and stared at Chen Jiu, then suddenly collapsed.

Chen Jiu was covered in golden light, like the real body of the god's mansion at this moment, walking out slowly, the golden light in the pupils flowed, and the pupils overflowed in an instant, shining brightly.

The black-robed monster was destroyed with a punch from the gods, but it condensed from the sky and the earth, and turned into a black robe bit by bit. It looked at Chen Jiu and laughed sarcastically.

"Your son really has some supernatural powers, but I am as immortal as you, and my combat power is stronger than yours. How can you stand up to me? In front of me, you should really be ashamed of yourself."

Chen Jiu leaned over suddenly, grasping the ground with five fingers, his body was full of golden light and martial arts, and he sipped softly.

"instant."

A large formation of martial arts suddenly rose on the ground several miles around, and the stars were connected to the stars in the sky, and the pressure was extremely high.

When the black-robed monster regained consciousness, it was already in front of Chen Jiu.

The one who received it was a brazen punch.

Wu Yun's boxing intent was from bottom to top, smashing the clouds and smashing the black-robed monster into thin air.

The monks looked excited, and they were about to cheer, but they suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped the sound.

In the void, there was another black robe condensed, floating at a very high place, facing Chen Jiu, and said sarcastically.

"I am Void, how can you kill Void just because you want to kill me, it is really a dream."

Standing under it, Chen Jiu was no longer in a hurry, and nodded his head.

"Well, you really look like a bastard who can't be killed. It's no wonder that the Yaozu asked you to stop me. After all, even if you go to the Tianqiong Battlefield, you are such a rubbish celestial being, it probably won't be of much use."

The black-robed monster was silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a strange laugh, and asked back.

"You really think I can't kill you?"

A faint flame ignited on Chen Jiujin's body, his pupils shone brightly against the stars, and a wild smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, beckoning to the black-robed monster.

"Heaven and man are trash, come on!"

The void behind the black-robed monster broke, and the pressure of the spiritual energy fluctuated greatly, and the surrounding monsters who were unable to escape in time were crushed into blood foam by the void spirit.

After a while, a sword-like scratch slowly appeared in the fractured void.

When the scratches floated out of the void, it was the strong sword intent that shattered the aura.

This is indeed a flying sword.

But the black-robed monster is not a sword cultivator.

Chen Jiu pointed to the sky, and a ray of light suddenly descended from the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth.

Receive the stars.

With a radius of ten li, Wu Yun trembled and rolled over.

Even the low-level physical cultivation in the city can't control the martial arts in the body at all, the body shakes, and the martial arts rolls.

Heaven, Earth and Martial Arts take the stars as their souls, cohesively shaping and outlining each other.

All the monks looked horrified, and among them, a well-informed monk with a higher level of cultivation exclaimed.

"Faxiang Tiandi?!"

Hearing these words, the monks were even more astonished. The Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth is a monk's great magic technique, which was created by the Taoist ancestors tens of thousands of years ago. A genius can do it.

When did Chen Jiu break through to heaven? !

At this time, an old monk from Gaojing interrupted, speaking in a hurry.

"It's not the law of heaven and earth, it's the real body made by guiding the stars and adding martial arts!"

Some monks were puzzled, "What's the difference, aren't they all this big?"

The old monk frowned and replied: "The difference is that Chen Jiu can now use the Nascent Soul Realm to display the same supernatural powers as Faxiang Tiandi, but you can't, understand?"

The monk pursed his lips, and said unhappily: "I don't have a Nascent Soul, I only have a golden core now, how do you know that I will definitely die when I reach the Nascent Soul realm?"

The old monk said unhappily: "If you can do it, you should be the one fighting that black-robed monster now."

The monk defended, "But I'm only a golden core now."

The old monk blew his beard and stared: "So you are even more of a jerk."

The giant sword of the black-robed monster has completely emerged from the crack in the void, and the tip of the sword is pointing directly at Chen Jiu, full of killing intent.

Chen Jiuchao waved his flying sword, and the martial arts avatar standing between heaven and earth also waved. His fingertips pierced through the clouds, making waves, and then he suddenly clenched his fists.

"Kill them all with fists and hammers!"

The black-robed monster collapsed and melted into the sword.

The great sword of the void flickered.

Then disappear.

Scrape out all the space along the way, and stab in front of Wu Yun's real body.

Wu Yun's real body pressed against the tip of the giant sword in the void with a fist, and did not retreat an inch.

The giant sword of the void flickered all over its body, absorbing spiritual energy from those pierced spaces, which seemed to crush the stars to death, and it was evenly matched with the golden body of Wu Yun.

Chen Jiu gritted his teeth under it, his face twisted ferociously, runes suddenly covered his golden arms, and he suddenly shouted loudly.

"Grass!"

Wu Yun's avatar shouted at the same time, his arms were also covered with runes, and with a sudden force, he blatantly pressed towards the giant sword in the void, and then from top to bottom, the runes shone into a formation.

Bang a punch.

Wu Yun's avatar smashed the giant sword into the ground veins.

The monks around looked dazed and horrified, and were still silent in the word "grass" that resounded through the world, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Finally, a monk came to his senses, his expression full of disbelief.

"The word "grass" just now is the 24 characters of Taoism?"

A monk hesitated and said, "It seems...probably...it is."

The rest of the monks were silent, and they had already cast their hearts on Chen Jiu's admiration.

The 24 characters of Taoism have been passed down for thousands of years, and they have encountered many of them, but it is the first time they have seen the word "grass" in their lives, and they did not expect it to have such power.

I have to say that Chen Jiu is really awesome.

After being punched into the ground by Wu Yun's real body, the Void Giant Sword collapsed together with Wu Yun's real body.

The black-robed monster slowly emerged, silent for a while, before speaking.

"You can't kill me either."

Chen Jiu panted heavily, sat on the spot, and laughed sarcastically.

"Do you really think that you are invincible because you are a sword spirit?"

The black-robed monster was silent again, and suddenly spoke.

"You do deserve it."

Chen Jiu looked blank.

The world suddenly darkened, and the surrounding scenery was immersed in barrenness.

A withered palm suddenly grabbed Chen Jiu's head. Chen Jiu was so weak that he couldn't struggle.

The owner of this hand spoke in an extremely hoarse voice, half crying and half laughing.

"It's such a top-notch skin in the world, it's worth the risk for me to do it myself."

Chen Jiu still wanted to struggle, but his consciousness suddenly became dizzy and psychedelic, as if he had sunk into the bottom of the sea.

That hand was dragging Chen Jiu, about to drag him into the void beside him.

In the dark and desolate world, a very bright light suddenly flashed.

This speck of light tears apart the darkness in the most domineering way, like a pole star descending, destroying everything, and the coercion it brings frightens everything.

Spots of light fell from the horrified pupils of the withered monster.

Pierce it into the chest.

The surrounding dark and desolate world suddenly collapsed.

The flying sword crucified the withered monster.

Immediately after, a red-faced Taoist stepped on the hilt of his sword suddenly, and asked disdainfully towards the withered monster that was impaled by the flying sword and was still struggling.

"Who are you sending it to?"

(End of this chapter)