Chapter 1350

"Hum!"

Qin Jun snorted coldly, his right hand shook, and the sword was full of Qi. In an instant, he cut off the other 23 heads and 18 arms of zhunti, and the blood splashed.

The sharp pain twisted zhunti's face, but he didn't dare to say anything. He had to bear it with a strong smile.

"Kneel down!"

Qin Jun shouted in a deep voice. Zhunti's pupil was enlarged, and his body could not help shaking. Humiliation occupied his heart, making him want to find a ground to drill in.

"I count three times. If you don't kneel, both form and spirit will be destroyed!"

Qin Jun smiled coldly. His smile was full of killing intention.

Zhunti and the blood devouring demon God jointly tortured Ji Haoye and completely ignited Qin Jun's anger.

Qin Jun won't let them die directly. It's too cheap for them!

"Three!"

"Two!"

In the face of Qin Jun's persecution, zhunti finally couldn't bear the pressure, plopped and knelt in front of him.

Zhunti understood that if he wanted to escape, he would never escape.

Qin Jungang's speed alone was beyond his reach.

His heart was full of hate and unwilling, and he couldn't believe it. Why did Qin Jun become so strong?

He never thought that Qin Jun's boots were also the treasure of chaos.

"Please spare my life and my little apprentice!"

Zhunti gritted his teeth and withdrew from behind the Buddha mother Dharma. His shoulders were dripping with blood, and the whole person looked very miserable.

Qin Jun looked at him indifferently, raised his index finger of his right hand, forced a drop of blood essence, and drilled into zhunti's forehead at a very fast speed. It was the Wanjie imperial insect.

Zhunti trembled all over, raised his head fiercely and said in a trembling voice: "you..."

He hurriedly urged his mana to force Qin Jun's blood essence out. However, Qin Jun is now stronger than him, and Wanjie imperial insect is also stronger. He couldn't stop Wanjie imperial insect's invasion. Before long, Wanjie imperial insect fused with all his blood essence, including his soul.

Qin Jun's mind moved. Zhunti knelt on the ground, hugged his head and screamed.

"Ah, ah --"

Zhunti's scream was better than the previous Ji Hao night, and spread far above the earth.

So that the listener thought it was magic Jingcang or Confucius who was injured. Only the voice of the sage could spread so widely.

Above the sea of clouds, the fighting devil Jingcang and Confucius also heard zhunti's scream. They quickly withdrew and stopped.

"That was..."

Devil Jingcang doubted and looked at Confucius warily, and he swept away the divine knowledge.

So did Confucius.

Soon, their divine sense caught Qin Jun and zhunti.

God!

Magic Jingcang's body trembled subconsciously. Soon, his face changed sharply because he felt the smell of blood devouring the demon God.

Confucius was frightened by zhunti. The head of the Great Western religion knelt down in front of Qin Jun and howled bitterly?

"What the hell is going on?"

Confucius was full of doubts, and the devil Jingcang was affected by the blood devouring demon God.

He bit his teeth and left immediately.

Confucius quickly pursued and supported Qin Jun.

Soon, they came to Qin Jun's place. The speed of saints can't be guessed by any spirit.

Zhunti was already lying on the ground, convulsed all over, and his voice was hoarse with pain.

The blood devouring demon God lay in the pit, his bones were crushed like a pool of meat mud.

Ji Haoye was burned black, but he was not dead. He was trying to get up.

The picture was very strange, which made magic Jingcang nervous. Confucius came to Qin Jun and asked, "Your Majesty, what happened?"

Your majesty!

They are indeed a group!

Magic Jingcang's heart tightened for a moment. Now he is in a desperate situation, but he can't help saving the blood devouring the demon God.

After all, that's his son!

"Emperor of heaven..."

Devil Jingcang said with his teeth clenched. Before he finished, Qin Jun turned back and squinted at him.

The cold purple eyes were so fierce that magic Jingcang shrunk his neck and didn't know what to say.

"Hum!"

Qin Jun snorted coldly. He was no longer in control of the imperial insect. Zhunti was relieved. The whole man lay on the ground and kept panting.

"What are you doing here? You want to challenge me again?"

Qin Jun stared at magic Jingcang and asked. He jumped at magic Jingcang under supreme pressure, which scared magic Jingcang back quickly.

Even if Cheng Sheng faced Qin Jun, he had a hunch that he was by no means Qin Jun's opponent. If he fought, he would die miserably.

Mo Jingcang said awkwardly, "I just want to take my son..."

Facing Qin Jun, he didn't dare to call himself this seat.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and said, "is he the blood devouring demon God? What if he wants to eat my disciple?"

As soon as he said this, the heart of magic Jingcang jumped wildly and subconsciously looked at the miserable Ji Hao night.

"Is it..."

He looked at zhunti again. Was it zhunti who had taken away the blood eating demon God?

At the thought of this, his eyes to zhunti were full of murderous intent.

"Ask you something!"

Qin Jun said in a cold voice. While talking, he came to magic Jingcang. His left hand quickly clasped his neck and raised it high.

Confucius stared. Magic Jingcang was on a par with him, but he had no resistance in front of Qin Jun!

How strong is your majesty?

Lying in the distance, Ji Hao night opened his eyes hard and looked at Qin Jun's figure. His eyes were full of complexity. His pupils beat wildly. A trace of hot air overflowed from his flesh and blood and gradually burned.

"Master..."

Ji Hao gnashed his teeth and murmured. This is the first time he called master Qin Jun.

He had long regarded Qin Jun as his master, but he was embarrassed to speak. Now Qin Jun appeared in his crisis. He was moved and ashamed.

He is ashamed of Qin Jun's teaching!

"Why am I so weak..."

Ji Haoye is in a rage. The pain just now has put him on the verge of collapse. The more he wants, the more crazy he is.

The flame on the body surface became more and more crazy and fierce. With a sound of Ho, he burned up.

Qin Jun, Mo Jingcang and Confucius turned their heads and just saw Ji Haoye become a burning man.

"This is..."

Confucius frowned, and magic Jingcang was stunned. They could all feel that Ji Haoye was getting stronger!

Can you get stronger after such a heavy injury?

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. He could detect that Ji Haoye's vitality was increasing, so he didn't do it.

"What kind of blood is this guy?"

Qin Jun thought that Ji Haoye had a strong fighting talent, but his cultivation breakthrough was more difficult than ordinary creatures, which was similar to Jiyan demon God.

But because Ji Haoye had no characteristics of Jiyan demon God, Qin Jun didn't think much about Jiyan demon God.

But now

He's burning all over!

Is he really the first generation of Jiyan demon God?

"His blood is awakening!"

The system sounded coldly in Qin Jun's brain. Hearing him frown slightly, he thought suspiciously: "can chaotic creatures awaken their blood?"

"Chaotic creatures are like the son of the road. They are full of Qi. Their blood often represents some kind of law. They can't be the strongest when they are just born with intelligence."

The system replied, startling Qin Jun.

At this time, Ji Hao stood up fiercely in the night. He was full of flames. He bent back and roared up, shaking the sea of clouds above.