Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 561

After all, he is the strongest in the world, how fast is his thinking and reaction?

From the moment he saw Jiang Chen show up, the evil young man figured out everything. The king of Jiuzhou can survive in the blood river, which is definitely a big threat. Since he has been provoked, the best way is to kill him at all costs!

He thought so and did so.

His pupils shrank into a line, and with a wave of his hand, a black shadow quickly swept out. It seemed to be a weapon, containing amazing murderous intent, and directly suppressed Jiang Chen.

The terrifying pressure was pervasive. This attack was more than ten times stronger than the previous one. It was a strong man who was doing his best, making everyone tremble with fear and dare not move.

Jiang Chen's face also sank.

The other party seemed to not care about whether he would provoke the taboo of the Wangchuan Blood River. Even if it was a certain risk, he must kill himself.

He didn't expect that this old antique would act so decisively.

Just seeing that he could survive in the blood river, he had a firm killing intention.

Fortunately, Jiang Chen's six senses were much sharper than those of ordinary strong men at this moment, and he might even be better than the strongest. He sensed the crisis the moment the opponent attacked, and he responded very quickly.

First, he pinched his fingers with one hand and pressed the severely injured iron pillar in his hand into a ripple-like void. The next second, he appeared directly at the other side of the blood river, very close to the restricted area barrier. With the speed of several high-ranking kings, he would definitely not be able to catch up with it.

As long as no other strong men attacked again, the iron pillar would definitely be safe.

While doing this, his other hand directly tore open the space in front of him and stepped in.

The attack of the strongest man came in an instant, and it was too late to pinch his fingers again, so he could only use short-distance movement to evade first.

The next second, Jiang Chen appeared at another place in the blood river, still half immersed in the river water.

But what made his face turn cold was that the shadow followed closely. He also saw clearly that it was a black iron anvil, a tool for blacksmithing, and there were several powerful artifacts attached to it. He provoked a weapon master!

Jiang Chen didn't recognize those phantoms. He just felt that any one of them was beyond the king's weapon.

Perhaps they should be called the strongest weapon.

An anvil is equivalent to five or six strongest weapons combined and smashed down together. The power is absolutely horrifying. Even the average strongest may not dare to take it head-on.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath.

He weighed it. The water of the Wangchuan River is very mysterious and ancient. It should be able to block the vast killing will of these artifacts, but it is estimated that it is difficult to block the full power of this attack.

Unless he dives to a very dangerous depth.

The Wangchuan blood river, only the upper three feet are confusing people's minds and seeing the previous life. What is the use of the lower part, Jiang Chen does not know even if he uses the six ears to know the sky.

After a brief thought, Jiang Chen was no longer polite, thinking of the previous experience when facing him. This blood river even omitted the process of deducing past and present lives.

"Brother Xuehe, let's just make friends. I will go deeper into your body for a distance. I have absolutely no intention of offending you. I hope you can give me some face. I will never pee in the river again."

After muttering, he dived down.

This action was just done for a moment.

"Bang"

The black iron anvil also hit the river surface, causing blood to spread all over the sky, scaring many people to retreat in a hurry.

However, it can also be seen that the Wangchuan Blood River is indeed extraordinary. The strongest hit it with all its strength, and it only hit the river surface, and its strength was eliminated by 50%, and its speed slowed down.

And after the black iron anvil was stained with blood, it began to rot and deteriorate rapidly, and even the shadow of the strongest device on it was slowly melting.

Seeing this, the evil young man frowned, as if he felt a little distressed, but soon his expression became fierce, and he waved his hand, the black light was brilliant, and the anvil burst out with more terrifying power.

Since he had taken action, he could not be indecisive. As long as he could kill this potential threat, even if this extremely precious and special weapon was destroyed, it would not matter.

Not only was he the strongest, he had also experienced many eras, and was as old as history. He had witnessed too many ups and downs, and his mind had long been enlightened.

This point was still understandable.

"Humph! Jiuzhou has a king with special abilities like you, but instead of protecting him well, he sent him out to take risks. It seems that the King of Samsara is not worthy of his current position."

The evil young man spoke calmly, and he seemed to have determined that Jiang Chen could not survive this attack.

This was indeed the case.

Jiang Chen dived three feet under the river, feeling the violent fluctuations above his head, and was still extremely frightened. The power transmitted even caused cracks all over his head, and a lot of blood flowed into the Wangchuan River.

However, there was a strange phenomenon.

He found that his blood flowed out, but did not merge into the river water, and soon it flowed back by itself.

I don't knowI wonder if this river is exclusive or for some other reason.

At this time, the anvil also crashed down.

Jiang Chen did not continue to dive. He looked embarrassed and his body was cracked by countless cracks, but he stared at this strongest weapon, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

Only he knew that three feet below the river was another level of danger.

The strongest weapon just barged in so rudely, like an ignorant living person, breaking into a small house full of demons. No one knew how he would die.

When the anvil was completely submerged in the river water three feet below, it was less than one foot away from Jiang Chen's face.

Something terrifying happened.

"Puff"

The strongest in the sky exploded.

At this moment, the whole audience was dead silent. Whether it was the high-ranking king or the powerful men with blurred faces, they all seemed to be strangled by the throat by an invisible god of death. Their throats were tight, their hearts stopped suddenly, and they dared not even tremble a hair on their bodies.

Fear, suspicion, unknown...

All kinds of extreme emotions filled their hearts.

A group of strong men, at this moment, were collectively petrified.

Fortunately, after a while, the flesh and blood that exploded in the sky squirmed and condensed little by little, and the strongest man came back to life, but his ability to cover his face disappeared, revealing a face with an evil look, and his expression was full of astonishment, fear, and dullness.

Someone recognized who it was and shouted.

"It turned out to be this, the master of the Qimen. Didn't he say he was dead... cough cough, the old senior is still strong, it's my mouth, I deserve a slap in the face!"

"Xiao Changzai, I didn't expect that he was blown to death in the past." There was also a strong man who smiled and said, not caring whether he would provoke the other party.

Xiao Changzai ignored him, just looked at Xuehe seriously, with a look of awe.

"It was the ignorant junior who offended, I hope you can forgive me!"

After a long time, he bowed with both hands and apologized to Xuehe.

There was no response. Suddenly, a "tick-tick" sound was heard. Everyone looked up and found that the master of the Qimen began to bleed from his nose. He couldn't stop it. Drops fell into the blood river and became part of the blood river.

Not only that, his breath was visibly weakened.

Xiao Changzai showed a horrified expression, but did not dare to stop it. He still bent down 90 degrees and bowed to the end, bearing the price of offending the blood river.

Jiang Chen watched this scene at the bottom of the river and couldn't help but think about it.

It turned out that this blood river was not exclusive. Why didn't it want his blood?