Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

Although they look very sluggish, their posture is still very sensitive.Even monsters have a fight.

Jiang Han thought in his heart, it seems that the willow spirit should have completed the transformation of monster energy at this time, otherwise he would not have such a strong control ability now, and he can control four butchers at the same time.Those butchers were holding machetes, which were cut with blood every day, and were often sharpened to make them extremely sharp.

Suddenly, a butcher ran over from the side, raised a knife in his hand, and slashed at Jiang Han. Jiang Han turned around and dodged, and the blade fell from the tip of his nose.Jiang Han frowned, turned around, and using his fist as a weapon, he slammed heavily on the butcher, throwing him out like a rag bag far away.

But Jiang Han didn't relax, because he already felt the strong wind from behind, and all the butchers controlled by the willow spirit surrounded him. It seemed that they still had certain thoughts, and they were not simply controlled by the willow spirit.But the situation no longer allowed Jiang Han to think so much.

Although the fighting strength of these butchers is not worth mentioning, Jiang Han originally thought that he would not be hurt if he didn't get hurt. After all, they still retain the appearance of humans.But through the slack pupils of these people, Jiang Han understood that the willow tree spirit had absorbed all their vitality, leaving no vitality left.

Jiang Han took a deep breath, since there was no way to save them, he could only deal with them directly.Jiang Han pursed his lips, and the movements of his hands remained unchanged. His spiritual power transformed into sharp blades, just like the substance, transformed into several handles and pierced into the hearts of those people.With a bang, everyone stopped moving.

Jiang Han closed his eyes, and after opening them for a while, those people had already fallen to the ground, and there was no blood in their bodies, just like the original Lihuabai.Feeling lifeless, Jiang Han rubbed his forehead, and he suddenly felt a kind of anger welling up in his heart.This made him a little impulsive, and spiritual power poured into the entire slaughterhouse.

The ground trembled because of it, "Come out!" Jiang Han scolded, and at the same time quickly threw the nine-toothed nail rake out, and fixed it not far in front. Struggling like crazy.Jiang Han recited the formula silently, and under the influence of spiritual power, the tremor stopped at the place where the nine-toothed rake was destined, and the fixed thing gradually showed its original shape.

It was the willow tree spirit, whose upper body still looked like a human being, but the lower body turned into a tree. When the two were spliced ​​together, it made people feel disgusted.It was as if the half of the person and the tree were broken, and then spliced ​​together abruptly. This kind of weirdness is difficult to describe in words.

Jiang Han didn't show anything, just glanced lightly.He said, "What? Are you finally willing to come out? Don't hide anymore?" Jiang Han looked at Willow's face, pursed his lips, and asked, "Whose face is yours now? Or your upper body is Whose body did it absorb?"

The willow tree spirit was not in a hurry when he was pinned down by the nine-toothed nail rake, but instead smiled, the corners of his eyes were full of evil spirits, "What's the matter with you? Speaking of which, I still want to thank you, if you didn't force me, I wouldn't be like this Run away." He squinted his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Willow spirit continued, "That human body is really delicious!" Willow spirit looked at Jiang Han provocatively, but Jiang Han was unmoved, his arms slid outwards, forming a semicircle, "No matter what you do In the future, after killing so many human beings, do you think you still have a chance to survive? Now—be obediently accepted by me."

Willow spirit bent his fingers and shouted: "Don't think about it!" He suddenly roared, this is a strange thing happened, the upper body of the willow spirit started to shatter, like a statue made of stone. After the impact, there are cracks, and then it immediately becomes a piece of debris.

Jiang Han looked at this weird scene, with his hands behind his back, and a faint white light glowed all over his body. Jiang Han remained calm and calm when the storm was about to come.

"What's wrong with the demon world? It's the fault of Heaven. You don't even know about the mistakes of Heaven. The lives are burnt, and there are countless casualties. These are all caused by Heaven!" the willow spirit shouted mournfully.

Jiang Han's eyebrows moved, he took a deep breath, and said to the willow spirit, "What else do you want to say? I don't know what Tiandao has done, and I don't care about it. You will be caught soon."

The willow spirit smiled coldly, "You don't know? You don't know? You have the mark of reincarnation on your body!" The willow spirit stared at Jiang Han closely, "otherwise, why do you think I keep contacting you? , do not respond to your approach? I just want to further confirm my opinion"

Jiang Han pursed his lips, rationally telling him that now is not the time to ask about this, but a sudden impulse surged in his heart, telling him that things are not as simple as they appear on the surface.Jiang Han let out a deep breath, "Then tell me, what mark do I have? Why don't I know."

In the end, Jiang Han still spoke out, and blurted out the question. Jiang Han clenched his fists tightly and fixed his eyes on Willow Spirit.The willow spirit stopped struggling and let the nine-toothed rake hold him still.He looked at the sky, and said, "There are rumors in the demon world that the former Lord of Hell died in the Temple of Light, and his death is strange."

Jiang Han frowned, interrupted the willow spirit, and asked, "What does this have to do with me? I'm not from the demon world." Hearing this, the willow spirit suddenly smiled strangely, "You To say such a thing"

"Please be merciful, my God."

The hell lord of the demon world kneels in front of the tall god statue, like a tiny mustard seed making a pilgrimage to the majestic green hills.He was terrified, stooped, and his voice trembled. "Lord, the demons will never come in the day, and the night will never come. My family is already your believer, but the demon world will never come in the night, and now I am still at a loss. I implore my god to show mercy!"

The statue of the god sat on the throne, the white clothes stretched to the ground, and the long hair covered with silver lacquer was carved into strands, but the face was different.

Indistinct, only a pair of half-closed golden pupils looked down at the worshipers.The devout Lord of Hell put his hands in front of his knees, and looked up to see a trace of cruel light welling up in the golden eyes that only saw compassion in both directions.

"Only light is eternal." Echoed in the holy temple of light like an oracle.The Lord of Hell sat slumped on the ground, "My God!" He cried out sadly, "The way of heaven is too deceitful!" After he finished speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the clean floor red. *..