Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The sound of the drums that the Buddha butcher beat was loud and closed, deafening, and had the courage to sweep away thousands of troops.

Compared to the delicateness of July, the drum sounds like the scorching sun in the sky, covering everything.

Ji Liao was thousands of feet high, and he still felt excited when he heard it. He said, "Good monk."

The golden crow was stunned when she heard the sound of the drum. Its eyes were sharp and she could see that it was a bald donkey beating the mute drum, but how could the mute drum be allowed to be directed by him?

Although this demon has existed for a long time, he rarely uses his mind to think about problems. After all, if there is any trouble, it can solve it with its own strong strength. How can it use its brain?

It was thinking about the monk's beating the evening drum, and it couldn't help but react slowly.

Ji Liao would not miss the opportunity. With his hands together, a huge sword energy like a slashing the sky and blocking the clouds stretched out from his hands, causing a huge change in vitality.

Like a tiger-headed guillotine, the sword energy slashed from top to bottom and fell heavily on the forehead of Jinwu.

Mushroom clouds burst out in the air, and the clouds were quickly shaken by a sharp bird song. A deep blood mark appeared on the forehead of the three-legged golden crow.

Its body began to soar, and the demon's body was over a hundred feet in the blink of an eye. Compared with him, Ji Liao seemed very small.

As the size of the golden crow increases, the strength increases accordingly.

Ji Liao had long heard that powerful demons could transform, and their strength increased with their body size. There were demons that could change to a thousand feet in size, and they could block the river and break the flow by raising their hands and feet, and carry the mountains and rush the moon.

The golden crow changed to a size of a hundred feet, which is also very impressive.

The momentum it emits almost condensed into substance, giving Ji Liao even more terrifying pressure.

Ji Liao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his blood kept boiling with the sound of the war drums.

The beak of the golden crow is like a sharp hook, opening and closing, showing a fierce expression. Its wings are flaming, and the sunset peaks also tremble slightly. The plants, trees, bamboos and stones in the mountains all release an indescribable aura, soaring into the sky and blending into the golden crow's body.

Ji Liao was shocked. He almost forgot about the Dharma Realm. After the golden crow transformed, the body of the demon became stronger and could integrate a large amount of vitality and continue to enhance its power.

Ji Liao, who has had experience in the sympathy of heaven and man, knows very well how massive the vitality between heaven and earth is. No matter how powerful the human body is, the power that can explode is still not worth mentioning compared to the real heaven and earth.

That is why some sages saw the big ship walking on the river and sighed that "it has always been useless to move, and the flow of the middle of the day is free to move."

Seeing this, the Buddha and the butcher said, "No, you can help the Lord by killing your karma."

The vitality of Sunset Peak rushes towards the golden crow, and at the same time, a layer of indelible air shield is laid around its huge demon body.

Ji Liao made continuous punches, and all the energy that rushed into its body finally returned in vain.

After hearing the words of the Buddha butcher, the umbrella surface suddenly rotated rapidly and rushed into the sky quickly, saying in a sweet voice: "Lord, let's break it with the sword net dust silk."

The blood umbrella quickly put away the umbrella surface, like a sharp and thin sword, falling into Ji Liao's hands.

Ji Liao naturally learned the sword net dust silk. He had a high level and strong cultivation. He entered the blood umbrella with no money and activated the sword net dust silk's mental method.

Brush brush.

Large nets emerged from the sky, and the sword energy was like a net of heaven and earth, blocking the void.

The energy outside can never come in again.

Jinwu didn't expect that the other party would have such a means, but although the vitality had not yet absorbed to the saturation point, it felt that it was enough to deal with this somewhat powerful human.

At this time, Ji Liao was no longer the humble human in its eyes. Several battles have proved that the other party is powerful and worthy of its facing up to it.

But the noble three-legged golden crow will not lose.

A fierce emotion emerged in Jinwu's mind, which would inevitably tear the human body into pieces.

Ji Liao held the blood umbrella in his hand and calmed down his mind.

Although he can use the power of the alchemy to activate all things in the world as a sword, he can still exert more powerful strength with a handy weapon.

With a sword in hand, Ji Liao's fighting spirit was as if it was blown away by cold water.

The heart of Tao entered a state similar to the moon in the well, and letting the outside world change in a variety of ways, it was just an illusion.

The Jade Liquid and Alchemy Sutra finally reflects another side of the value of being an authentic Taoist mental method.

At this moment, Ji Liao Qingning's Taoist heart was in harmony with his state of selflessness. Everything around him, even a slight vibration of air, was reflected in his heart.

He seemed to be wandering outside the world and watching the world with a cold eyes, looking particularly transcendent.

Ji Liao didn't know what reaction he would have next, but no matter what choice he made, it would be the most suitable choice.

Not the best choice, but the most suitable one.

Jinwu suddenly felt that there was an inexplicable change in this human, which made it feel a vague uneasy in his heart.

But anger quickly filled his chest, and the Jinwu decided to give this human a severe blow.

The sharp claws pass through the sound barrier, and the huge air resistance rubs against the sharp claws, bringing more powerful explosive power.

The majestic drum sound from Sunset Peak seemed to be a footnote for this claw.

When Ji Liao faced the Jinwu Jueqiang's attack, his mind was not fluctuating at all. All negative emotions were like river sand flowing down from calm water, and could not affect him at all.

Jinwu's movements continued to slow down in his mind.

He felt that his mind seemed to be electrocuted.

The mind of Tao is full of evil, and thinking is like lightning.

Ji Liao's casual thorn was like the last stroke of a great painter when painting characters, which was about to give the vivid characters a touch, making the characters in the painting completely lively.

This is a difficult to describe.

It's as wonderful as seeing thin tiles rubbing against water when you're wafting by the river.

The elixir power entered the blood umbrella and came out through the tip of the umbrella. It was as natural as the flow of clouds and water. The stimulating vitality was like flowers blooming under the sharp claws of the golden crow.

The explosion of vitality is so wonderful.

But its power is beyond imagination.

The golden crow let out a tragic cry of pain, and the sharp claws that were hundreds of times harder than steel became bloody.

It couldn't figure out why this human being had a simple sting, which caused its proud claw to be seriously damaged.

The severe pain told it that it was indeed injured by this human.

What's scary is that it smells the breath of death.

The last time I felt this way was when I was a child.

Ji Liao did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but used a closed sword force, defending and attacking, and the sword intent was hidden. However, next time he set out his sword, he would definitely shock Shi Potian.

For the first time, he felt that the battle was so wonderful. The confrontation between life and death was simply a pleasure in the bliss of life.

At this moment, Ji Liao actually had an absurd idea. He hoped that the golden crow could be stronger and brought him greater pressure.

From then on, he felt that he would go further and further on the path of a master.
Chapter completed!