Supreme Demon Concubine is too arrogant

Chapter 344 Attack of the Half Saint

In the sky, Jiang Fuli confronted the Great Patriarch.

Seeing clearly the difference in strength between the two, all the spectators gave Jiang Fuli a thumbs up in their hearts, and at the same time silently lit a candle for her.

A seventh-layer earth-rank, actually wanting to fight a peak heaven-rank, is looking for death!

Even if she got that divine bow now, so what?Could it be possible to bridge the gap between the two ranks?Not two levels, but two levels!
"court death!"

Seeing that Jiang Fuli went to battle in person, not her so-called master, the Great Patriarch heaved a sigh of relief, with a look of death in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said.

"The queen is dead, and I have been waiting for you. Don't worry when you die. Soon, I will send my good brother to join you. At that time, your family of three will not be lonely in hell!"

Speaking of the queen, a trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the Great Patriarch, Jiang Fuli found it funny.The other party obviously didn't plan to summon a monster. A holy beast would not be of great help to a peak heavenly rank. His hand was turning in the air like a huge suction cup, and all the spiritual energy was directed toward Gathered at his arms.

Soon, a huge spiritual energy snowball was hanging on his arm. Seeing this, Jiu Yuan was so nervous that he was sweating all over his body. The soles of his feet were already off the ground, and he could not help but fly into the air.

The opponent is a semi-saint, and his domain attack crushes a heavenly rank like an ant, let alone Ah Fu, a ground rank.

The strongest attack of the holy rank is no longer the sky skill, but the domain. After understanding certain rules of the world, it is like an architect who builds a house. The shape of the sky, and the sky is the child who squeezed the mud.

Many semi-holy realms are unstable, because although they are all children, their talents for squeezing mud are different. Some can squeeze out a regular square shape with beautiful shape, while some are just a lump of shit. Same mud.

Right now, in the eyes of Jiu Yuan, who has been able to make a palace out of mud since he was a child, what the Great Patriarch made is a pile of shit, and he can't help being very contemptuous. No wonder he is almost two hundred years old and has not broken through to the holy rank.

For a genius who broke through to the god level at the age of 20 in his previous life and became a demigod at the age of 16 in this life, Jiu Yuan would never be able to experience the hardships of poverty.

And Jiang Fuli, in just three months, from a waste whose meridians were pulled out to a high level, she probably will never remember that there are still people in this world who worry about talent.

Jiang Fuli has already picked up the bow and arrow, kicking back with her right leg, making a beautiful lunge, bending her arm, pulling up the bowstring, holding the bow with the other hand and facing forward, a sunset glow, as if being summoned, after she just finished drawing the bow After the trend, the arrow of light rested on the bowstring.

"Damn it, what kind of magic bow is this? Poverty really limits my imagination. I was thinking, I don't know what kind of arrows to match with this kind of bow!"

"No, didn't you realize a problem? How did Jiang Fuli know that this bow can automatically match arrows as soon as you pull the string?"

"I'm different from you. I just want to know, what will happen if I get shot?"

……

The consequences of the shot appeared soon. The "mud" in Jiu Yuan's eyes was a pile of shit in the eyes of the great patriarch, that is, when he gathered the snowball of spiritual power and threw it towards Jiang Fuli , the string in Jiang Fuli's hand loosened!

(End of this chapter)