Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

At the same time as this voice sounded, a scene that made him feel a bit dumbfounded but even more fearful appeared!

On that round of "Fire Color Xuanyang", a human face pattern was surprisingly transformed!

It seems that the eyes, nose, and mouth are all available, and even the demeanor is very clear. It is clearly the appearance of an old man full of pride, and he also looks like an arrogance of a senior!

"This... what the hell is this?"

The old man in the blood robe asked himself that he had achieved a lot in cultivation, and he had a lot of experience, but he was still very surprised when he saw the "fire-colored Xuanyang" in front of him, and even felt a chill down his back.

With his profound experience in most of his life, he has never heard of such an existence in the world of martial arts!

This is obviously not a human warrior, nor does it have any demon aura, but it clearly exudes a coercion comparable to a half-step Xuantian Realm powerhouse, and it is also full of wisdom, living the image of a senior expert!

Isn't this too exaggerated?

The blood-robed old man's mind trembled violently, as if he was dreaming!

"Stop talking nonsense! Repel this person first, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At such a critical juncture, Jiang Tianke didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with the other party, even if it was just a sentence or two, it might delay the opportunity of the battle and lead to regret.

Therefore, when he saw Huoling Shengzun put on a high-ranking senior posture as usual, his face immediately darkened, and he scolded in a cold voice!

"You boy..." Although the Huoling lord was a little embarrassed, he didn't immediately act according to his words.

"Um?"

But what responded to him was Jiang Tian's cold snort and cold eyes!

"You...cough, whatever, who asked me to ask you?" The Huoling venerable shook his head and sighed, showing a helpless expression on his face.

The next moment, he rolled his eyelids, his whole body shook, and looked at the bloody giant palm that was about to blast towards him!

"Oh? Spirit-level magic weapon... No, it's a broken treasure!"

Holy Lord Huoling was slightly taken aback, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes!

But his reaction was nothing more than that, and a sneer appeared in the blink of an eye.

Hearing the horrified and suspicious voice of Huo Ling Shengzun, the blood-cloaked old man smiled ferociously, and the cold light in his eyes brightened!

"Hmph! You have some eyesight, but no matter what you are, this palm is enough to severely damage or even annihilate you!"

The blood-robed old man looked at the round of "Fiery Xuanyang", shook his head and reprimanded coldly, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"What did you say?" Holy Lord Huo Ling was already angry, but he couldn't vent to Jiang Tian, ​​and he was immediately irritated when he heard this!

"You little bastard grandson, how dare you be so disrespectful to this deity, how dare you be so rampant? Even if your ancestors stood in front of me, I'm afraid they wouldn't have the guts!"

Holy Lord Huo Ling cursed angrily, his eyes glowed with fire, emitting a scorching breath, but this scorching breath contained some kind of astonishing chill, which made the blood-robed old man tremble in his heart!

But when he heard such unbearable words from the other party, he was instantly furious!

"Fuck you! What are you? How dare you insult this elder like this and kidnap my ancestors? Go to hell!"

The blood-robed old man was furious, he raised his right hand and swung it down.

Boom... Boom!

Accompanied by a violent bang, the blood cloud giant palm and the coercion covering the ground seemed to merge into one, and the momentum of falling accelerated again after the surge of power, and it was about to engulf Huoling Shengzun and Jiang Tian in one fell swoop!

"Holy Spirit of Fire!!"

Jiang Tian roared furiously, and his eyes shone coldly, obviously he had reached the limit of his patience!

"Hmph! You are the first person who dares to be so disrespectful to me since I came out of the customs. This will let you know how powerful I am!"

The fire in the eyes of Holy Lord Huoling soared, his whole body trembled, and suddenly disappeared in the same place!

Boom!

The next moment, accompanied by a terrifying roar, the giant palm of the blood cloud that was about to blast down suddenly froze in the air, unable to fall for a long time!

"Hiss! This...how is this possible?"

The blood-robed old man's face darkened, and his heart couldn't stop shaking!

This blood palm has been simmering at this moment, and its power is not only as simple as a full-strength strike from the spirit-rank remnant treasure, but also has a powerful power bonus accumulated by continuous downward pressure.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this palm strikes on the ground, the final attack will surpass the power of this spiritual-level remnant treasure, reaching the effect of 20% of the complete blood cloud claw!

But with such a terrifying blow, he was held up in mid-air by a strange round of "Fire Color Xuanyang"!

Isn't this too exaggerated?

Rumble!

As bursts of terrifying explosions continued to be heard in the void, the blood-robed old man's mind also continued to roar, and his eyes were full of shock and inconceivable light.

"Impossible! Even a half-step Xuantian Realm martial artist on par with the old man, it is impossible for him to take the blood cloud claw with all his strength when the offensive is completed. What are you...?"

The blood-robed old man let out a shocking cry, thoughts frantically rushed in his mind, and his face became extremely ugly!

The situation is very obvious, if he can't solve this round of weird "fire color Xuanyang", he can't win Jiang Tian at all.

But after seeing the opponent's methods, he really didn't have much confidence!

"Grandson of Xiao Wangbabie, do you think this is over? The deity's means have not really been displayed yet!"

Rumble!

Accompanied by a deep cold shout, the giant blood cloud palm that was supported in mid-air suddenly trembled all over, and the next moment, under the horrified gaze of the old man in the blood robe, he was suddenly propped up and rushed forward abruptly !

"Damn it! It's impossible!"

The face of the blood-robed old man changed drastically, and he let out a horrified exclamation, and a stormy sea had already set off in his mind!

Since Jiang Tian has such means, why didn't he use them in the first place?

Did he do this because he wanted to play a monkey?

What is this kid... exactly?

Cang Yunzong disciple?

The pinnacle of martial arts among the young generation of Canglan Nation?

No!

wrong!

If his identity was just like this, it would be impossible for him to have such weird means.

After all, it was just this round of "Fiery Xuanyang" that made him, a powerhouse at the half-step Xuantian Realm, unable to catch him.

There is no doubt that this kid has another origin!

"Who... are you?"

The blood-robed old man suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at Jiang Tian coldly.

If the other party is really a descendant of a super family of a large empire, or a genius disciple of some super sect, let alone him, even the Holy Blood Palace or even the Xuansheng Organization may not be able to offend him.

Such a young genius may not be great in itself, but when it comes to the super family or sect behind him, he has to be cautious.

Although the Xuansheng organization is powerful and has a deep foundation, that is only in relative terms. Once encountering the superpowers of those large empires, even the high-level officials of the Xuansheng organization must carefully weigh them.