Realizing that the two-headed demon god behind him was the sacrifice object given to him by Chen Xi, Nan Zi no longer hesitated and turned around and rushed towards the two-headed demon god who was crushing like a tank.

The blow of the full force kicked directly on the demon god's calf. The terrifying impact made the demon stalk. Then the three-meter-long arm swung down fiercely, and with the sound and solidified atmosphere, it directly hit Nan Zi's body horizontally. The palm of almost half of the Nan Zi's big flew directly out, rolled on the ground for two before stopping.

"Grass, Eighth Level!" Nan Ji's scalp was numb. Although he was not injured by such a slap because of his rough skin and thick flesh, the power and talent expression alone, as well as the more profound power control of the two people chasing him, made Nan Ji realize that the two-headed demon god behind him had already reached the eighth Level melting. This improvement made Nan Ji unable to complain - Chen Hou valued me so much?

Although the armor-free and weaponless demon gods of a single eighth level are not as threatening as the two seventh level smelting, it is still a bit too difficult for Nan Zi to win by fighting alone.

Fortunately, when he saw this two crocodile-headed demon god, Nan Ji was sure that this was the sacrifice he wanted, and had fully launched the sacrifice ceremony that was placed on his own mind.

"I wanted to fight with you with bare hands, but your strength is too much higher than the standard. It seems that it has to be a big blade to tidy up!" Nan Ji stood up from the ground and pulled up the big sword that had been stuck beside him. The only thing he was glad that this Red Name Enemy was a promotion object that suited his sacrifice, and was a thing that was restrained by him. Otherwise, he would probably be killed today.

There is no way, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry has short legs, even if it dismounts, it will be short. So once the Xiliang Iron Cavalry meets an opponent that cannot be defeated, don’t expect to run away, and only have life left.

The same is true for Nan Zi. Normally, he would definitely not be able to defeat the eighth level smelting, even if it is the eighth level smelting without armor or weapons, but who made this crocodile-headed demon god his own promotion object?

"Die!" Nan Ji picked up a big knife and rushed towards the two-headed demon god. The problem of difficulty in controlling the power brought by the face of the party's control center of gravity was difficult to control. At this time, Nan Ji could only bite the bullet and take it. There was nothing unnecessary, just go!

Unlike other veterans' slashes, the big blades of Nanzhe only have strength and speed. As Nanzhe, who was born in an iron cavalry, he only has strength and defense.

So when facing the two-headed demon god, he forced himself to control the opponent's center of gravity and rushed to the front, and then he raised the knife and cut it down hard. The terrifying power combined with the thick-backed knife, and then he formed a half-man-long hole on the two-headed demon god's body. Then he pulled it horizontally, and a large piece of the demon god's body was forcibly cut off by Nan Ji.

Such deep bone-sighted injuries are basically the same as sudden death for normal people, but for the demon god, that's the case. After all, all demon gods have speeding regeneration. In theory, such minor injuries can be recovered between breathing!

However, after such a large piece of flesh fell to the ground, granulation barely emerged from the demon's wound, but it could not be entangled and closed together, and the body before it was regenerated.

"I can't regenerate anymore, right?" Nan Ji completely ignored the blood splattered on his face, and slashed down with a ferocious look on his face. Nan Ji, who had already entered the ritual state, slashed horizontally, forcibly cut off the demon god's calves, and then roared and kicked the broken calves, the tall one of him, and then pressed against the terrifying force field that the demon god raised his hand and slashed again!

"A mere gravity field is right!" The place where Nan Ji was standing was sinking dozens of centimeters, and Nan Ji's own eyes and nose were directly sprayed with blood, but even though it was so heavy, Nan Ji still roared and slashed at the giant palm pressed by the demon god.

At this moment, the big knife that Nan Ji swung upwards, and the sound of the wind, gave people the feeling that it was not like wielding a knife, but like swinging a heavy hammer!

"Die me!" The big sword, which was more than ten times heavier under the gravity field, burst out with the power of the sky and the earth cracking under the extreme power of Nanji. It slashed hard on the giant palm that the demon god stretched over with inertia. At the moment of slashing, the demon god's hand covered with scales cracked directly, and then half of his palm was cut open by Nanji.

The pain made the demon god's talent unbalanced for a moment. The next moment, Nan Ji burst into blood all over his body, and he activated his violent talent without hesitation. He followed the demon god's cracked wound and slashed half of the right hand that the demon god reached over.

Then blood flowed out, and granulation sprouted from the broken wound, but it seemed like something was separated, and it couldn't be connected in any case.

"Die!" Nan Zi, who had turned on the violent talent, stepped on the ground with one foot and the terrifying reaction force left a big pit on the ground, then jumped high and rushed straight to the demon god's neck, raised his knife and slashed horizontally. With just one blow, one of the two-headed demon god's head was forcibly cut off by Nan Zi. Then the demon god made a roar like a beast, and the remaining head bit directly at Nan Zi.

At this moment, Nan Zi's mind was extremely clear. He started to roar and entered the violent posture. Even though he had a terrifying basic quality, he couldn't last long. He even continued to roar. The moment when the violent stopped was the time when his death came.

"Die!" Faced with the wild biting and killing of the demon god, Nan Ji, who had not yet fallen back in the air, gave up dodging and directly activated the violent talent to the maximum. At that moment, the blood mist gushed out from the capillaries that exploded at that moment enveloped Nan Ji.

He held the big knife in his hand tightly, because the wild explosion had already shocked the atmosphere and almost trampled Nan Ji, who was almost trampling, took a deep breath, stepped on the atmosphere below, and then slashed at the head of the demon god with the knife.

"Crack!" With a dull sound, Nan Ji fought to the death and directly cut off half of the double-headed demon god's head. He himself was bitten hard at the moment when the demon god's last attack. When the demon god was cut off his head because of pain, he directly pulled off Nan Ji's left arm and even took away a large piece of flesh and blood. The terrifying injury, even through the wound, could see Nan Ji's beating heart.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Nan Ji was thrown out and hit the ground hard.

Normally, such an attack has basically no meaning to Nan Zi, but who has caused Nan Zi to be seriously injured? Such a blow almost made Nan Zi unable to stand up again.

"Puff!" He climbed up with a knife with difficulty, but at the moment when Nan Ji was trembling and about to stand up, he gusts of blood surged up. Nan Ji reached out to support him and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing the demon god with only half of his head roaring towards him, Nan Ji held his big knife tightly, his cheeks, which were already a little white due to blood loss, were lined with the eyes that were burning with flames. Even though he reached this point, he still did not give up and just do it!

"This strike determines the outcome!" Nan Ji roared, and with his roar, he could not see the winding around his body, but the real powerful idealistic power was concentrated on his sword. This sword determines life and death, and determines the outcome!

With the force of his feet, Nan Ji rushed forward with a knife when the two-headed demon god rushed to him ten steps. The huge demon god was less than one-tenth of Nan Ji, but the momentum of both sides was evenly matched at this moment. Nan Ji, who had no other special talents, only strength and defense, stabbed his big knife into the demon god's waist and abdomen with the desperate blow released by the demon god.

It was obviously just a situation for the two-headed demon god, which was similar to a knife the size of a half chopstick, but when the knife stabbed, the two-headed demon god was as if it was struck by lightning and fell to the ground. Then, the half-destroyed demon god stood on the stomach of the two-headed demon god, pulled out the big knife, and chopped off the demon god's arms, legs, and head with one knife.

At this time, because of the violent in depth, his body collapsed. Nan Ji, who was unable to stand, staggered from the body of the demon god, swayed and walked to the head of the demon god who was still struggling and was chopped off by his first wave. He dragged the thing to the demon god's corpse and threw it in another position belonging to the sacrifice.

At this moment, Nan Zi was already extremely tired, lost too much blood, and suffered many injuries throughout his body, which meant that Nan Zi was about to burn out and could die suddenly at any time. But those sharp eyes proved that even though Nan Zi was only one step away from death, he was still supporting him.

"I won't die here. I finally got the sacrifice stuff." Nan Ji finally took out his bitten arm from the demon's abdomen, then stood to the east and started his own sacrifice.

Zhan Wu could no longer dance, with a serious lack of power and a serious movement disorder, but only those eyes were still bright. At this time, Nan Ji should not even be able to move, and could only lie on the ground and wait for death. However, the fact is that Nan Ji was still standing before the sacrifice ceremony and completed the entire ceremony with difficulty. Then a strong light appeared around the demon god, and the demon god who was originally struggling to disintegrate under this glory.

The huge demon god, from his limbs to his body, to the end of the two huge crocodile heads, were crushed little by little by little into black and red blood mist. Nan Ji, who stood there, would die suddenly at any time, quietly watching this scene, until the first wisp of black and red blood mist appeared in front of him with thin silk, Nan Ji no longer hesitated and opened his mouth to suck.

In just one mouthful, the unsolvable blood mist formed by the entire demon god was directly sucked into Nan's body like cotton candy.

The next moment, Nan Ji's body, which was on the verge of collapse, quickly recovered as if he had enjoyed the speeding regeneration of the demon-level god-level. His broken arms and exposed internal organs quickly recovered to the exact same level as before, just like the time was back.

After completing the recovery of one's own state, the physical fitness, which had reached its limit, began to increase violently under the influence of external forces, and the power was emerging. The original foundations that were originally stagnant showed what it means to go further.

"Good!" Nan Zi, who had absorbed the last wisp of black and red blood mist, had originally clear eyes slightly red, but this fierceness lasted for only a moment and was completely mastered by Nan Zi. Feeling the wild power surged in his body, Nan Zi just wanted to kill another demon god.

"Totally dead." Sun Wu, who was watching this scene, spoke to Chen Xi.

Compared with the elegance of other bigwigs, Nan Zi's battle with the Demon God is extremely bloody and brutal. Even most of the winning efforts of Nan Zi is resilient to suppress the Demon God's regeneration ability and more firm beliefs. Otherwise, not long after the Demon God is suppressed, Nan Zi should be ruined by his violent talent.

"How did this be done?" Chen Xi looked at the people and asked. He was actually very curious about the sacrifice ceremony of Nanji. Although Nanji presented this thing to Chen Xi, Chen Xi also asked someone to analyze it. This ceremony was also useful, but it was not a ritual to improve strength, but a ritual of suppression.

"If I admit my mistake, this ceremony is actually a ritual to suppress evil spirits. Although there are many changes, the core of the ceremony has not changed. Moreover, the suppression ability of this ceremony is not very strong, and it does not have the ability to suppress the demon gods who are melted in the eighth level." Sun Wu lived in the Spring and Autumn Period, and in those days, there were still many things that needed to be suppressed.

"I think the same is true. This thing is used to suppress evil spirits. It is not a ritual of absorption and refining. Moreover, even the ritual of absorption and refining cannot be so efficient. The power used by this guy named Nanzhe does not come from this ritual." Wu Qi also spoke after Sun Wu spoke.

"Stop talking, it's idealism." Bai Qi said angrily, "It's idealism with very pure, extremely dense and very terrifying quality. The ritual has more meanings to make this idealism show. The effect can be achieved entirely by Nan's own idealism output."

"As much, my judgment is the same as Wu Anjun. He can do it because of a ritual. The meaning of the ritual to him is more to derive the high-intensity idealism that he already has." Han Xin said that Bai Qi was very correct. It is actually not important whether the ritual or not, but the important thing is the high-intensity idealism.

"Let me say that, there is no ritual. As long as Nan Ji can use his idealistic power, he can still refine the demon god. The speeding regeneration of the demon god is invalid, just because Nan Ji believes that within this ritual, the demon god should not have speeding regeneration. This is a very top idealist." Bai Qi said with a little admiration. To be honest, it is simply against the will of heaven.

"Similarly, the demon god who can refine the entirety of the guest corpse and even completely erase and transform it into the power that he can absorb. It is just because his super idealism thinks that after doing these things, he should achieve this effect, so he achieved it." Bai Qi sneered, "This kind of idealism is simply unreasonable. Even a theoretical monolithic idealism should not have this strength."

"Probably because Idealism can't be used at other times, but I can only be used in specific environments, which leads to the ultimate accumulation of idealism and in some aspects of inhuman characteristics." Huangfu Song explained tentatively. After all, in terms of talent and idealism, he knows more thoroughly than these old things.

After all, the Four Saints do not pay much attention to talent. They stand higher and look farther, and rarely follow these details for in-depth analysis.

"There is only this possibility. Idealism that cannot be expressed in normal circumstances can be reflected in a specific environment. Isn't this the kind of extremely high binding talent?" Sun Wu said with a little emotion, saying that he had seen a new way of dealing with it, which was also an eye-opener.

"It's actually terrifying to improve. I don't know how this strange idealistic way of using it was born." Wu Qi looked at Nan Zi who was movable on the spot. As Wu Qi, who was proficient in training and could accurately see the improvement of the quality of the soldiers, after Nan Zi's strength stopped growing, he analyzed how much the overall strength of Nan Zi had changed compared to the previous one.

"I remember Nan Ji told me that if this round of sacrifice is completed, it should be increased by 5%. "Chen Xi thought about it and said, "But this is obviously not easy to do, and the danger is quite high."

"It's 6%, very strong. This level can be improved so much, which is very terrifying. If you can improve a little more in the future, even if you lack a talent, relying on your basic quality to force your talent to control it, you can show a practical battle of no less than the seventh level." Wu Qi shook his head and said, "But I still want to say that that ceremony is actually not a sacrifice ceremony, but a suppression ceremony. It's just that the guy named Nanzhe thinks it himself."

"Things that even monopolitical minds cannot do." Chen Xi said with a complicated expression.

"Yes, monolithic idealism cannot be done, and even monolithic miracles are difficult to achieve. The so-called will interfere with reality, and will distorts reality have a limit. It is difficult to have a basic setting for continuous and stable interference in the world. Nanzhe has already interfered to a very deep level." Sun Wu said with a little admiration, "If you continue to go deeper, you can resurrect the dead."

"Single-body miracle can be done." Huangfu Song looked ahead and did not look at Sun Wu. "I have seen someone use a single-body miracle for a bowl of horse blood, turning it into nightmare blood, and then relying on this nightmare blood to summon the hell nightmare. I have also seen someone use a single-body miracle to tell Shi Tou that yes, you are a stone giant, and then Shi Tou reacts."

In essence, it is all about interfering with reality. Only such means of interfering with reality can create a possible path in the impossible. The world of will is so interesting.

"But this road is not referenceable." Sun Wu shook his head and said, looking at Nan Zi, who had already started the drill below.
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