This ferocious monster gave Ji Liao a strong sense of danger. He almost did not hesitate, and the sword light turned into a thunder sound and slashed hard.

The huge thunder sound made the hall shaking, cracks appeared on the walls, and mud and sand rose one after another.

But Ji Liaoxin kept sinking, and the Yasha monster closed his hands and caught the thunder sound of his sword energy that had gone unbeatable. The sword that had been tempered for thousands of times was gently rubbed in its hand like a piece of paper, and soon turned into pieces of iron.

Although he did not intersect the sword's life like a real sword cultivator, he still did not use his true power to nourish the sword. Therefore, while the sword was shattered, Ji Liao's throat couldn't help but feel sweet.

Ji Liao didn't have time to spew out the blood that was about to gush out of his throat, and used the demonic energy to activate the magical power of ghost shadows, turning it into a ray of smoke, and trying to escape from the hall.

The monster kept silent and accurately grasped Ji Liao's shoulders at a speed that the naked eye could not reach.

Ji Liao incited the thunder sound, shaking his flesh and blood, and paying a piece of flesh and blood price to break free from it. This monster was unprecedentedly powerful, and he had a mysterious force on his body, which brought Ji Liao a deep sense of danger.

He kept thinking about countermeasures in his mind and flew back without hesitation.

The Yasha monster raised its feet and chased after it. It seemed unhappy, but it followed Ji Liao, who was almost invisible in one step.

Ji Liaoqiang raised his true strength and shot into the sky like an arrow, but he soon saw the monster appear above him and punched vertically. In the air, Ji Liao avoided it like a swimming fish, but under the influence of the fist force, he still fell to the ground.

His speed, strength, and reaction ability are all below this monster.

Ji Liao had never seen such a terrible opponent, and he could not find any weaknesses of it.

Its punches, palms and feet are all fatal, and it is a cruel killing technique made by hard work. This is definitely a Shura demon who has been through many battles, not any normal creature.

The strange and horror of the Mirror Demon's residual body seems ridiculous under such absolutely powerful power.

The murderous intent was purely without any impurities emanated from the monster, and there was no room for Shang Rong's killing moves to come one after another.

Ji Liao had no strength to fight back, and only had the ability to fight back.

But in this battle of either life or death, he drove away all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

The instinct of survival stimulates Ji Liao's potential. The only thing that is thankful is that although Ji Liao's legs and heels cannot match the monster's speed, he can still judge the monster's approximate direction of moves based on his extraordinary feeling.

Every moment he struggles on the verge of life and death, as if a drowning person is struggling to slap the water. Ji Liao doesn't know when he will be unable to resist it, but he still has no intention of giving up.

He broke through a window lattice and came to the Zen room with lights. The monster seemed to be at all afraid of the only light in the temple. The wall was as fragile as tofu in front of him. A large human-shaped hole appeared and punched Ji Liao without any mercy.

Anyone can imagine that this punch falls on a person, even if it is steel and iron, it will instantly become a pool of meat paste.

Ji Liao bit a strand of hair that drifted toward him, his eyes as sharp as a sharp knife.

His body was almost gliding against the ground, and he almost avoided the punch that was about to break the heart.

He hooked up and kicked Yasha's soft lower body.

Ji Liao's expression changed. He kicked his true strength and did not cause any harm to the other party. This monster seemed to be not a creature, but a machine, and even the softest lower body was harder than the fine iron.

The recoil force was transmitted to his legs, and Ji Liao almost felt numb.

He had no room to relieve the pain, and his body flipped in the air and had already knocked open the wall to another room.

The monster also slammed the wall and arrived at the Zen room. Ji Liao slapped a palm from top to bottom from the beam.

The sword move of the Beginning of Dongxia was turned into palm force by him and slapped at the monster's sky spirit cover.

The powerful recoil force appeared from the monster's head. Ji Liao used this recoil force to shoot it to the opposite roof as quickly as possible.

The cat is staying here.

During the crisis, he was still able to analyze the surrounding environment and demonstrated amazing insight.

The monster just paused slightly and came after him in the blink of an eye.

The cat gently "yes" and collided with the monster in the air.

Its size is not even one-tenth of the other party, but it was the monster that was knocked over.

But the cat did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but climbed to the other side.

The monster seemed to see the cat's power, so it still focused on Ji Liao.

Ji Liao was quite helpless and thought to himself that this cat was indeed powerful, but why didn’t you solve the things you messed with? Now is not a time of random thoughts, and the monster’s fists and feet are greeting him again.

Maoer learned his lesson this time, and his position was definitely the direction that Ji Liao could not come immediately.

Therefore, Ji Liao wanted Maoer to help him lose his plan again.

He also thought in his heart that if Maoer didn't take action, he might have the intention to defeat this monster. But he really had no solution and could not think of a way to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him.

The cat seemed to be watching the show with a look, and was concentrating on watching the stunning battle between people and monsters.

The monster's destructive power is amazing, and three Zen rooms collapsed in just a short time.

Ji Liao felt a little confused and rushed into an absolutely dark room.

If others are in this situation, they will never dare to run to a place without light. Because darkness means unknown and unpredictable.

In the darkness, it is no surprise that anything encounters.

What's even more terrifying is that your own guess will deepen your fear of darkness.

But for a person who had a blind experience, darkness has become a protective color. It is like a tide rush into the river, Ji Liao has a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Not only are there monsters rushing in in the darkness, but also some unknown things exist.

Before, Ji Liao felt the dark rooms vaguely contained unpredictable dangers, which made him not make up his mind to go in and investigate from the beginning.

But now, he has no choice.

The sudden sound of swords sounded, crisp, pleasant, beautiful, and full of ethereal and free Zen sounds.

A piece of flesh and blood fell off Ji Liao's body.

He could hardly feel the pain.

Good knife skills, really good knife skills.

Ji Liao seemed to notice how the bone monk was cut into pieces.

Only with such a sword technique can we remove the flesh and blood of a human body without knowing it.

But Ji Liao felt so keen that he felt all this clearly.

The blade follows the gap between the muscles and bones and peels off the flesh and blood. Only by entering the gap with no thickness can it be described.

The danger in the darkness is not inferior to the monsters that ran out of the Buddha statue.
Chapter completed!