Chapter 820 Fighting again to become a god

"Zhou Yiqiao, you are going too far!"

Feng Jihai arrived in a hurry and saw that Zhou Yiqiao didn't show any dignity to him and killed several big monsters under his command in front of all the monsters. His face suddenly turned ugly.

All water-type spiritual powers in the world were affected by Feng Jihai, and instantly became extremely manic.

"Zhou Yiqiao, you not only deducted my salary, but now you are ignoring my demon clan's support from thousands of miles away and openly killing my demon clan monks. You really deserve death!"

"Today, I, Feng Jihai, will kill you here even if I disobey the Demon Lord's orders!"

After speaking, Feng Jihai rolled up his sleeves, and two waterspouts rushed out from his sleeves instantly, converging in front of him to form a wall of water that covered the sky and the sun, pushing horizontally towards Zhou Yiqiao.

The water wall seems to have no power, but whether it is the tent where the demons live or the huge stone and ancient tree in the middle of the road, the first time it comes into contact with the water wall, it melts and disappears into the current.

"It's Brother Feng's weak water!"

There was a little demon who was working next to Feng Jihai. After seeing the power of the water wall, he instantly understood what the water wall was made of.

The so-called weak water in the world of immortality refers to a special magical weapon that has been specially refined by monks.

This kind of magic weapon needs to be taken from the water source in a place called Weak Water Gorge in the Endless Sea. After three monks worked together to refine it for forty-nine days, a drop of special magic weapon that can be called "Weak Water" can be condensed!

A quantity of weak water like Feng Jihai's has been accumulated for at least a hundred years at least!

"Brother Feng used such terrifying methods as soon as he took action. It seems that Zhou Yiqiao, who is pretending to be a fox and a tiger, will definitely die today!"

After understanding that the water wall here was entirely made up of weak water, all the demon cultivators watching the battle showed unabashed joy.

Over the years, due to Zhou Yiqiao's exploitation, their cultivation speed has slowed down visibly, and all the demon cultivators hate Zhou Yiqiao deeply.

Due to Zhou Yiqiao's strength, they usually didn't dare to show it at all, but now that Feng Jihai took action, every demon cultivator saw the hope of killing Zhou Yiqiao!

"A dilapidated, dignified monk in the realm of gods, using this kind of magic weapon to fight against the enemy?"

Zhou Yiqiao's mocking voice sounded, bringing all the demon cultivators who had fallen into the illusion back to reality.

He stretched out his hand and the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron flew from the sky. After spinning around in Zhou Yiqiao's hand, it hit the wall of weak water!

"Is it possible that this week Yiqiao knew that he had no way to save himself, so he became so frustrated that he went crazy and spoke arrogantly?"

"No one knows that the power to dissolve weak water is powerful, far exceeding that of most magical weapons of the same level!"

"I admit that Zhou Yiqiao was able to control the acquired ancient treasure when he was in the Nascent Soul realm, but that's not the reason why he is now using an acquired ancient treasure to attack Weak Water!"

A demon cultivator with some experience saw this scene and immediately exclaimed in shock.

Next to him, a golden elixir demon cultivator with two fish whiskers and some fish scales still on his face said to Ying He.

"Yiqiao has been arrogant this week. Isn't that a good thing for us?"

The person who spoke earlier did not respond to the ignorant words of the golden elixir demon cultivator. Instead, he looked at the battlefield with a solemn face, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became more and more serious.

His uneasiness was not groundless. Weak Water would have an advantage over all of Zhou Yiqiao's other magic weapons, but only when facing the Tiantian Cauldron, he could no longer use Weak Water's advantage!

"Zion, swallow all this weak water. After that, I will find you a hundred Nascent Souls."

A childish voice came from the Tiantian Cauldron.

"Master must keep his word."

Before he finished speaking, a black vortex only one foot in size appeared on the Tiantian Cauldron.

The vortex rotated at high speed, and soon drove the air between heaven and earth to form a huge tornado.

The originally calm and weak wall of water could no longer be maintained after the tornado appeared. It completely collapsed after just three breaths.

The weak water all over the sky was caught in the center of the whirlpool by the tornado, and immediately, under Feng Jihai's horrified eyes, it sank into the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The strange phenomena of heaven and earth disappeared, and the whole space returned to calm again.

But the peace did not last long. Zhou Yiqiao held the Dusk Magic Sword in his left hand and the Cold Soul Dagger in his right hand. The two sword intentions descended from the sky and converged on the two magic weapons!

The two swords were swung out together, and two sword intentions with different momentum and shapes surged out instantly!

The smoke and dust covered the sky and the sun, and the heaven and earth screamed. The place where it passed was probably several times stronger than the weak water used by Feng Jihai. While turning everything into powder, it even made the whole world shake!

"Damn it, how could you have such terrifying strength!?"

Feng Jihai was shocked. He never imagined that Zhou Yiqiao, a Nascent Soul monk, could use tricks that were as powerful as the Transformation God!

Zhou Yiqiao did not respond to Feng Jihai's shock. The Ten Thousand Souls Flag flew above his head, and the billowing black energy completely enveloped him, leading him to rush towards Feng Jihai with two sword intents.

The murderous intention was determined, and he would not talk nonsense to Feng Jihai again.

"Zhou Yiqiao, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Feng Jihai also noticed Zhou Yiqiao's intentions. Seeing the terrifying offensive that was getting closer and closer, he slowly took out his defensive magic weapon and shouted in a stern voice.

However, Zhou Yiqiao had already been prepared.

Feng Jihai's magic weapon had just appeared and had not even been fully deployed. Zhou Yiqiao activated the poison in the purple gold gourd and surrounded it.

After the plague has advanced, it can already cause slight corrosion to magic weapons.

Although this kind of corrosion will not have a great impact on the magic weapon, it is enough to disturb Feng Jihai's judgment.

Feng Jihai felt that his defensive magic weapon was dimming due to the corrosion of the plague, and he felt anxious. He quickly fired out another spiritual power to protect this defensive magic weapon.

He just lost his concentration for a moment, and two sword intents were already approaching.

How can a defensive weapon that has not yet been fully activated withstand the joint attack of two sword intents?

"Crack!"

The magical weapon shattered, and the sword struck directly at Feng Jihai's body.

What I have to admit is that the physical strength of the God-Transforming Demon Cultivator is indeed formidable. Two attacks that were enough to destroy the human race's God-Transforming Cultivator only managed to cut off Feng Jihai's protective arms.

But that's enough!

Zhou Yiqiao, who was enveloped by the black mist, had now completed the brewing of his corrosive magical power. With his eyes widened, Feng Jihai felt that his vitality, which was already at the end of his strength, was once again weakened by three points.

The next moment, Zhou Yiqiao appeared in front of him only three feet away. The Dusk Magic Sword and the Cold Soul Dagger, with the blessing of Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power, pierced Feng Jihai's chest in the most primitive way.

Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual power entered Feng Jihai's body and instantly shattered his Dantian and internal organs, causing Feng Jihai to completely lose the chance to resist.