Chapter 793: Hunting, Penglai Fairy Island Strongman Takes Action

At this moment, Luo Li was standing in the air above Jiuzhou, shocking everyone during the time Jiang Chen was away. When he saw him coming, he didn't communicate much, but just said "The God of Evil has run away", and turned away with the burly young man.

Jiang Chen glanced at them, as if thinking about something, but didn't say much.

He looked at the people of the Xiang Kingdom from afar, attempting to track down the God of Disaster, but ultimately returned empty-handed. The other party had an extremely keen sense of misfortune and crisis, and had withdrawn the moment he transformed into a demon, becoming the first peak-level follower of the God to escape.

Afterwards, he saw the land god leaving the place and wanted to find the land god temple, but still found nothing. Such a dangerous place could be spied on at will by a powerful person.

Jiang Chen then slowly raised his head, his eyes cold as he looked at the majestic ancient temple above the sky.

He has completely transformed into a demon, and his bloodline talent has not yet been used. This is a powerful killer move, but now no enemy can withstand it.

He was considering whether to send a shuttle to Xumi Temple.

But just after he made up his mind, he looked forward and found that the sky was as blue as a clear sky, and the Xumi Temple had disappeared silently.

"What a dangerous place! What a strange ability..." Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

He had no warning or feeling just now, which meant that if this evil place was determined to kill him, it might directly descend behind him and send out a powerful figure of Putuo's level to attack him.

Or just cover yourself in it.

In a dangerous place, even if you transform into a seven-star demon, you will surely die!

However, Xumi Temple was, after all, a dangerous place from ancient times, with an unimaginable origin. It once possessed the strength to compete with forbidden areas and compete with each other in chess games, and it did not put too much effort on a small role like itself.

It retreated.

Jiang Chen swept his eyes around coldly, and the strong men who met his sight turned their eyes away, not daring to look at him.

"Doesn't Penglai Fairy Island also want to kill me? Today, I will give them a chance!"

He thought for a moment, spoke this way, then stepped into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

A group of strong men seemed to have thought of something. They rushed into the sky and headed towards the Star-Spangled Country.

Above the sea, there were constant loud noises and the void was shattered everywhere.

The sword lights filled the sky, and the fists were as powerful as dragons.

The King of Samsara and the ancient mighty being fought to the point of madness. The sky was almost broken and the sea was almost burned out.

The King of Samsara only possesses the strength of a beginner, and at this moment he relies on three peerless divine swords to fight his opponent.

The ancient mighty man looked very old and seemed to be on the verge of decay, but his body was extremely strong. Every punch and kick he made contained the ultimate truth and blasted out terrifying Dao patterns.

The huge divine fist was covered in flames and crashed into the sea, causing the water to evaporate wildly.

Giant feet like mountains stomped down from the void, as if to flatten the world, carrying an unstoppable sense of oppression.

The King of Samsara swung his three Daoist-level weapons, "Catch the Moon", "Imprison the Cauldron" and "Cut the Dao Corpse", unleashing unparalleled killing power and smashing the opponent's attacks.

The Qi in both of them was in disorder, their energy was turbulent, and they had countless scars all over their bodies. The road behind them was even illusory. It was obvious that they were fighting to the death.

"Young man, you have a bright future ahead of you. Do you really want to ruin it here?"

"I am but a dying corpse. It is not a loss if I exchange my life for yours!"

The ancient mighty shouted through gritted teeth.

The King of Samsara just smiled coldly: "Want to exchange my life? Are you worthy?"

"Even if I kill you, I can still be alive and kicking and sign autographs for my female fans. You old thing, you're out of touch with the times. Just bury yourself properly!"

His tone was a little hurried, and it was obvious that he was not relaxed.

But this is exactly the effect that the King of Samsara wants. After this battle, he will be able to find more memories and power.

At this time, the sea suddenly surged up, as if welcoming a king.

The sea water rushed up into the sky, forming an inverted blue sky.