blogombal Chapter 412
Chapter 412
"The strength has reached the eighth realm or above, and every step forward is extremely difficult."
The ancient gods and demons looked at Jiang Chen.
After a long time, he spoke again: "In the impression of this seat, there are many talented people among you Terran monks.
"But if they want to reach the half-step ninth realm, they will also need to spend tens of thousands of years of penance."
"A monk like you who is only in his twenties, but already has the strength of the Ninth Realm of half a step."
"One thing to say, it's really the only time I've seen it in my life!"
Speaking of this, the ancient gods and demons paused slightly.
Immediately, a penetrating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Ning said: "If you are given another hundred years, you will definitely be able to rank among the ninth realms, and you may be able to compete with this seat at that time."
"At that time, this seat may not dare to show up easily because of the fear of your strength."
"It's a pity, you don't have a chance."
"Since you choose to take action against these pious tomb guards in this seat, then this seat will never spare you easily!"
Jiang Chen, who heard this, looked indifferent.
At this moment, he was holding a three-foot rusty sword in his hand, and his whole body exuded terrifying power.
He knew very well that the other party was probably afraid of the aura emanating from his body.
Otherwise, according to the other party's temperament, I am afraid that he would have already chosen to kill himself.
A large part of the reason why he didn't make a move was because the other party couldn't understand his current state.
"Are you done?"
Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the body of the ancient gods and demons who were surging endlessly.
Shen Sheng asked.
When the latter heard this, his face changed.
He could clearly perceive the change in the aura on the other party's body.
It was as if the whole world was going to be torn apart.
Just when the ancient gods and demons were puzzled.
The three-foot rusty sword in Jiang Chen's hand suddenly didn't obey the call, and kept trembling.
Even if Jiang Chen wanted to suppress it, it would have no effect at all.
Jiang Chen knew very well that this was mostly because of the poor soul in the three-foot rusty sword.
It's just that now the nameless swordsman has left this place to find his own sword.
Therefore, once the poor soul does not listen to his own words, the consequences are unimaginable.
Facing an ancient god and demon by himself is already an extremely difficult thing, if you add a poor soul, this is simply your own life.
At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in Jiang Chen's ears.
"Terran boy, let this seat out."
"I've sensed the breath of blood food!"
"You let this seat out of this damn place, and this seat promises not to attack you!"
"As long as you can give up the blood food in front of you to this seat, this seat can ensure that you will have no worries in the future!"
This seat?
Blood food?
Jiang Chen listened to the sudden voice in his ears.
A look of confusion was revealed.
No matter how you look at it, this is not a normal person can say.
And this guy in front of him is just a blood food in the eyes of the other party?
You must know that at this moment, Jiang Chen is facing an ancient god and demon.
Even if the cultivation of this ancient god and demon plummeted, his identity as an ancient god and demon could not be changed.
Jiang Chen could say that except for the nameless swordsman, among the people he knew, all of them might not be the opponent of the ancient gods and demons in front of him.
And the voice in his ear just now was calling the other party blood food.
Could it be that its strength is stronger than the ancient gods and demons in front of him?
But...
Just when Jiang Chen was puzzled, his gaze suddenly fell on the three-foot rusty sword in his hand that was constantly trembling.
The voice just now, if he didn't guess wrong, should have been the work of the poor soul who was sealed in the three-foot rusty sword.
Otherwise, the other party will not say a word for himself to let it go.
"It seems that the ban set by the predecessors is quite useful."
"Even if the poor soul wants to break free, it is impossible."
Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh.
If there had been no prohibition set by the nameless swordsman, then the poor soul must have manifested in the world long ago.
At that time, he may not be able to suppress it again.
"Are you Qiqi?"
Jiang Chen stared at the three-foot rusty sword in his hand and transmitted the sound into the secret passage.
I don't know how long it took, but the three-foot rusty sword, which had been trembling incessantly, slowly regained its calm.
Immediately, the same majestic voice as before fell into Jiang Chen's ears.
"This seat is indeed poor!"
"But you can also call the word Qiqi?"
"Boy, if you know each other, you can call you a poor man."
"Then release this seat, and wait for this seat to eat the blood food in front of you, and then you will be relaxed, and this seat will also be able to get some benefits."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen was finally sure that the voice was the three-foot rusty sword in his hand.
He immediately said, "Is that all? "
As a businessman, he never trades at a loss.
Don't look at this poor strange soul.
What is easy for yourself.
In fact, it's just an excuse to be able to eat the ancient gods and demons in front of you.
Wait until this ancient god and demon is completely swallowed by it.
Most of the Poor Strange Soul's own strength can also recover most of it.
When the time comes, the seal left by the nameless swordsman may not be able to keep it.
"Terran boy, you don't have to be embarrassed."
"This seat can spare the lives of you and the people under you, which is already the greatest tolerance."
"If you don't know each other, then don't blame this seat for getting out of trouble and killing all of your people!"
The voice of the poor soul became extremely eerie.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen said indifferently: "I know that you can't break the ban set by your predecessors now.
"As long as I don't let you out, do you think you'll still be able to do anything?"
"It seems that what the seniors said is right, before you have enough strength, it's better not to deal with you too much."
As soon as these words came out, the poor soul suddenly shouted: "Terran boy, you should know the strength of this ancient god and demon in front of you. "
You're no match for him at all."
"You can only survive if you let this seat out!"
Facing the chatter of the poor soul, Jiang Chen no longer paid attention to the other party.
Instead, his gaze focused on the ancient gods and demons in front of him.
The ancient gods and demons listened to Jiang Chen talking to himself before, and their faces were full of doubt.
He really couldn't understand why the young man in white was talking to himself.
Could it be that he still has a split personality?
Jiang Chen took a deep breath and looked at the ancient gods and demons in front of him.
He said coldly: "Are you ready to die?" "