Longevity: Start Farming with Entries Chapter 430 - 387: Power of the Demon Ape, Four Symbols Trib

Deep within the Beast Roar Mountain Range.

The dust in the sky dispersed, and the Blood-colored Eight-ard Demon Ape, transford by Qin Ming, leaped down from the air with a ’boom,’ landing not far from the crevice’s edge.

The mountain rocks flew apart, and even the ground trembled several tis.

It was only a mont.

In the crevice of the sunken ground in front, the Black Demon Serpent struggled to climb out again.

Just monts ago, the two Fierce Beasts had collided with all their might.

The strength of their physical bodies was imdiately apparent.

At this mont.

The Black Demon Serpent, transford through Celestial Demon Body Infusion by the ng-nad Demon Cultivator, had a weakened aura.

Not only did his full-powered attack fail to inflict any harm on the Blood-colored Demon Ape,

but he himself was blown apart by a punch, driven into the ground, nearly losing half his life.

What terrifying physical power is this?

The large head of the Black Demon Serpent shook, and the demon light around its body intensified, once again using a Secret Technique to gather a mass of Demonic Qi.

At the sa ti.

A rare hint of apprehensive doubt was revealed in the vertical pupils of the Flood Dragon.

"Blood-colored Eight-ard Demon Ape?"

"How have I never heard of it?"

After cultivating the Celestial Demon Body Infusion, this was the first ti the ng-nad Demon Cultivator had been frustrated, encountering such an abnormal Body Refining Cultivator.

In an instant!

The body of the Blood-colored Eight-ard Demon Ape stood tall, exuding an extrely terrifying aura.

"Yet another shattered with a touch... It seems the Body Refining Demonic Cultivators in the Blood Realm aren’t that impressive?"

Since Qin Ming cultivated the True Extre Body, in terms of physical strength, he rarely had any opponents.

After all, the Celestial Demon Refining Form Strategy was a Demon Race Scripture, even among the Demon Beast Royal Race, few have cultivated it over the millennia.

Qin Ming was an exception.

The Blood-colored Demon Ape nodded slowly, its three huge ape eyes glaring at the Black Demon Serpent on the ground, radiating fierce light!

Roar!

The Blood-colored Demon Ape spread its eight arms, explosive muscles expanding, fingers grasping the air, pushing off the ground with its feet leaping towards the Demon Serpent again.

Opposite, the ng-nad Cultivator, having just suffered serious injuries, had not yet recovered his Qi Blood.

At the sa ti, he seed unprepared for the opponent’s strength, still having energy after a fierce clash, ready to attack again.

Giving him no chance to catch his breath.

In shock, the ng-nad Cultivator moved just a beat too slow, despite trying to dodge, barely avoiding the two giant hands of the Demon Ape.

Yet in the next mont, another six blood-colored ape arms firmly grasped him!

Roar!

The Black Demon Serpent roared in pain, its body imdiately showing six extrely hideous blood marks.

The originally Profound Iron-like scales of the Flood Dragon shattered and peeled off, and dark Demonic Blood gushed out.

In shock and fury, the Black Flood Dragon struggled frantically, in a mont of desperation its huge mouth opened, biting down hard on one of the Blood-colored Demon Ape’s arms!

At a life-and-death mont, the ng-nad Demon Cultivator’s potential was also triggered, instinctively starting to counterattack.

The Demon Serpent exposed its serrated teeth, biting into the Blood-colored Demon Ape’s arm.

Qin Ming was completely fearless, as the Demon Ape was ford from his True Qi and Blood Gang, with astonishing defense.

The Blood-colored Demon Ape lifted its other fists, pounding on the Demon Serpent pressed on the ground!

The Demon Serpent was equally unyielding, despite its injuries, swinging its huge tail to strike the Blood-colored Demon Ape’s back, engaging in ferocious combat.

The ground trembled, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.

The two giant beasts were fighting fiercely within the Beast Roar Mountain Range, whipping up fierce astral winds around them.

The resulting shockwaves shattered everything nearby, turning the scene into ruins in an instant.

Even the demon beasts a thousand miles away heard the earth-shaking sounds of battle in the distance, mistaken for a battle between Transford Great Demons, cowering in their lairs, afraid to stick their heads out.

Fearful of being involved, not even knowing how they’d die.

Not far away, the skinny ng-nad Cultivator, engaged with the Heaven-Devouring Rat, witnessed this scene, showing disbelief on his face.

"How is this possible?!"

"Among Lower Realm cultivators, there is actually soone who can rely solely on physical strength to contend against Brother Qiu’s Celestial Demon Body Infusion Technique?"

Furthermore, the ng-nad Demon Cultivator also saw that his highly regarded Brother Qiu had completely fallen into a disadvantage, being dragged on the ground by that cultivator...

"Hey! You brat, still have ti to look around?"

"Looks like the intensity from master here isn’t enough!"

"Damn it! Take this divine technique from !"

The Heaven-Devouring Rat cursed, wielding the Vermilion Bird Banner, instantly summoning countless Celestial Fires that ford a vast sea of flas at the location of the opposing Demon Cultivator!

The skinny man scread in shock, quickly using his ans to respond.

...

anwhile, on Qin Ming’s side, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

It must be said that the True Disciples of the Blood Refining Demon Sect still had so skills.

The ng-nad Demonic Body Refining Cultivator, under the relentless storm-like pounding of the Blood-colored Eight-ard Demon Ape, surprisingly hadn’t died, using his last strength to continuously make dying counterattacks.

The Black Flood Dragon Demon Head’s eyes were blood-red, biting onto the Blood-colored Demon Ape’s arm tightly, refusing to let go.

Suddenly!

A fierce light flashed in the Demon Serpent’s vertical pupils, taking advantage of the mont between swings of the Blood-colored Demon Ape’s fists, it spewed a large cloud of pitch-black Demonic Qi towards Qin Ming’s face.

This Demonic Qi was incredibly foul, seemingly a troubleso Demon Poison Divine Technique.

In that instant.

The Eye of Destruction on the Blood-colored Demon Ape’s forehead snapped open!

A beam of scarlet profound light shot out, freezing the poisonous mist of Demonic Qi spewed by the Demon Serpent in mid-air.