Chapter 1379 Chase And Kill Darren

"That's Jeremy!" Relief coursed through Finley when he saw the massively enlarged body.

Although Jeremy was not very powerful, he should not have trouble swallowing these ordinary straw men.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The wind began to blow as Jeremy's mouth opened like a black hole.

All the straw men were pulled by the powerful suction into the void.

"Sewell, they are trying to save that bastard!"

someone exclaimed. When Sewell and his companions turned, they realized that the situation was out of their control.

"Hurry up! Stop him!"

Sewell ordered as he took the lead and flew into the void.

"Follow Sewell! Kill that monster!"

A dozen cultivators soared into the air together and rushed toward Jeremy. They could not allow this creature to save Darren.

"Go to hell!"

Sewell roared. His expression turned grim, and his god's power shot out and targeted Jeremy.

Jeremy's speed was incredibly astonishing when he was smaller, but after he turned into a giant beast, he couldn't move. This was the biggest weakness of any Heaven Devouring Beast.

"We need to help Jeremy!" Darren shouted.

Two cultivators in Sewell's team had almost reached the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm. If they collaborated and attacked Jeremy, they would hurt him.

Together with their other companions, Darren and Lindsay rushed toward Sewell to prevent them from getting closer to Jeremy.

"Humph, ants!"

Sewell smirked as he raised the colorful flag in his hand and infused killing intent into his body.

At once, his black hair fluttered in the air, and his eyes turned red. His appearance was so terrifying that he resembled a devil from an abyss!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Even though Darren and the others sensed the change in Sewell, they didn't stop. More than a hundred people launched attacks at him in tandem.

"Roar!"

Sewell sneered. His killing intent surged, and he seemed unafraid.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

He transformed into a phantom and pushed forward with his palms, releasing wave after wave of violent god's power.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sewell's god's power bombarded his opponents continuously. Some cultivators below the Celestial God Realm were blown away, and a few were crushed on the spot.

"This guy is so powerful!"

Everyone was stunned. Sewell had withstood not only their attacks but also injured several of their companions. He could be considered a middle-level Celestial God Realm master with such strength, although he hadn't reach

e was quick, the blood wave collided with his shoulder, and blood spurted from the wound.

"Darren, do you still believe that you can escape? Stop and accept your fate. I'm going to send you to hell!" At this point, Sewell was confident that Darren was doomed to die.

Annoyed and in agony, Darren remained silent as he released a violent sword intent as a response.

"If only I could stab him, even if I only pierce his skin," he murmured.

Several thoughts flashed through Darren's mind. All he needed was for his attack to graze Sewell's skin. Just that tiny bit would have enough toxin to make Sewell uncontrollably itchy, affecting his speed.

If he were lucky and the itchy poison entered his flesh and blood, Sewell's fighting power would be significantly reduced.

"Oh, the Spiritual Flying Sword!"

Darren's eyes widened as he thought of this alternative. The power of the Spiritual Flying Sword was extraordinary. If he combined it with the black god's power, it would have a strong penetrating power.

If he launched a perfectly calculated sneak attack, Sewell might not be able to dodge.

He wondered whether it was worth a try.

The Spiritual Flying Sword was his hidden skill. If he used it too early and Sewell dodged it, it would be almost impossible for him to launch another sneak attack as Sewell would definitely be on guard.

Should he choose to hold on until the critical moment or use it now? Darren couldn't make up his mind.

Sewell released a few more attacks, blocking all of Darren's escape paths.

"Damn it!"

Darren muttered. Now that he couldn't dodge the attacks anymore, he had no choice but to face them head-on.