Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

"A few eighth-level monsters, do you really think they can do nothing to me? Naive!"

Jiang Tian yelled, and the purple light all over his body suddenly rose!

boom!

Amidst the dull roar, a majestic and domineering aura surged wildly, instantly dispelling the billowing monster aura.

And the eight menacing eighth-level monsters stopped in place unbelievably, their huge bodies trembling violently, and the eyes of the beasts showed extreme panic, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying!

"Damn it! How did this happen?" The corners of Xue Kuang's eyes twitched wildly, and his face changed suddenly!

"How can it be?"

"My God! Why did these eighth-level monsters stop?"

"Impossible! Is this fake?"

Many elders and disciples in the Blood Spirit Sect exclaimed in shock, completely unable to believe the scene in front of them.

However, the next moment, an even more terrifying situation appeared!

"Kill me!"

With a wave of Jiang Tian's hand, several green-feathered sword owls roared out!

Trembling!

Amidst the sky-shattering neighing, these eighth-level monster birds spread their wings wildly, and frantically culled around a dumb-haired eighth-level monster.

Hoho... woohoo!

Fierce roars came and went, monsters and beasts collapsed to the ground, and the originally invincible battle formation collapsed in an instant!

quiet!

There was a dead silence in the Blood Spirit Sect, only proud hisses and a disgusting smell of blood in the void.

Under the giant wings and sharp claws of the Qingyu Sword Owl, these eighth-level monsters had no power to resist, or even had no reaction to resist at all, and they all died tragically.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Xue Kuang roared sharply, his heart filled with horror!

The Supreme Elder Xiu Yunluo's face was full of danger, his eyes fixed on Jiang Tian, ​​and his heart was filled with huge waves.

The battle formation of monsters that even he was afraid of was broken by Jiang Tian so lightly. What kind of hole card does this kid have?

Others may not understand, but he does know that with just a few green feather sword owls, they are no opponents in the battle formation of monster beasts.

The real root of this scene lies in Jiang Tian himself.

Although this scene made Xue Kuang unacceptable, he had to face reality after all.

This was originally the strongest hole card he had prepared, but it was easily cracked by Jiang Tian in the blink of an eye. At this moment, he fully understood that today's death battle is inevitable!

"Elders, Blood Spirit Sect... I'm counting on you!"

Xue Kuang bowed to the elders of the sect, and then his breath rose wildly, and his face showed a ferocious expression!

"Jiang Tian, ​​you and I let go of the fight, the disaster will not hurt others, I want you to know that my blood madness is not made of mud!"

Rumble!

The blood madness once again unfolded the vision of blood, and rushed to Jiang Tian desperately, determined to die, and prepared to fight Jiang Tian with all his strength, and die together!

A huge blood hole opened up in the high sky, and the terrifying aura of cultivation level fell down wildly. The blood madness seemed to turn into a bloody demon god, rushing towards Jiang Tian at an alarming speed.

"Hahahaha! Being able to fall together with a shocking genius like you, Xue Mou's life is worth it!"

Xue Kuang roared sharply, and his resolute will revealed extreme excitement.

Once upon a time, a martial artist of Jiang Tian's age was regarded as an ant by him.

In the blink of an eye, he was trampled underfoot.

Faced with this huge gap, Xue Kuang suddenly felt that he had no regrets in this life.

If he could really pull Jiang Tian to his death, perhaps it would also be able to draw a perfect end to his magnificent life.

And after a few years, when the prestige of the Blood Spirit Sect shocked many empires, countless younger disciples would remember his name and recall his feats.

There used to be a suzerain who tried his best and tried his best to bring the squeezed sect out of the quagmire, trying to restore the former prosperity.

It was precisely because of his sacrifice that the Blood Spirit Sect took off and exploded again, and was able to stand proudly at the pinnacle of the transnational sect a few years later!

Fantasizing about such a scene in his mind, instead of having any regrets anymore, Xue Kuang felt that this was his ideal destination.

"Jiang Tian, ​​come on! Hahahaha!"

The blood maniac laughed wildly, his momentum became more and more violent, the blood-colored void in the sky trembled wildly, and the whole void trembled for it!

"This is what you deserve!"

Jiang Tian snorted coldly, and suddenly waved his right hand!

Boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the purple sky hanging high in the void, like a purple-colored long arrow, blasting on the blood madman.

The violent roar resounded through the void, and the blood madman screamed ferociously, but before his voice could be heard, his body exploded under the fury of Zijin Thunderbolt, and exploded into blood mist!

Rumble!

Terrible spiritual power raged vertically and horizontally, causing the void to vibrate wildly and twisted.

At the peak of the blood madness, he was no match for Jiang Tian. Now, with his wounded body, he is naturally even more invincible.

Jiang Tian's blood vision had been accumulating for a long time, and Fang crushed the blood madman's body as soon as he attacked.

The strong man who has half stepped into the peak of the Xuanxu Realm, the suzerain of the Blood Spirit Sect, Xue Kuang, dies!

Rumble!

The fluctuation of spiritual power lingered for a long time, as if a thunderclap crashed into the hearts of the elders of the Blood Spirit Sect and countless disciples.

For them, this is definitely the darkest scene on the road to the strong rise of the Blood Spirit Sect.

Many people could hardly believe it was real and thought they were dreaming.

More people believed that Xiu Yunluo would avenge the dead blood madman.

But when the remaining spiritual power gradually dissipated, they couldn't find Xiu Yunluo's figure.

This Supreme Elder at the peak of the Xuanxu Realm had already left at some point, and he didn't even say a word about the fall of the blood madman.

In the void in front of the main peak of the Blood Spirit Sect, there seemed to be a faint sigh floating down.

Hey!

With a big wave of Jiang Tian's hand, he stepped on Qingyu Jianxiao's back and walked through the air.

There was dead silence in the territory of the Blood Spirit Sect, and the oppressive atmosphere shrouded the void.

...

Hey!

After witnessing Jiang Tian's attack, Qingyu Jianxiao seemed to submit to his master even more.

Speeding all the way, it kept sending out high-pitched screams, full of pride!

Trembling!

Driven by the leader, several other green-feathered sword owls also kept screaming, and the sound spread far and wide in the void, and it lasted for a long time.

"Jiang Xiaoyou slow down!"

The voice of Vicissitudes suddenly sounded, as if it came from afar like rolling thunder.

This is no longer the territory of the Blood Spirit Sect, but the owner of this voice comes from the Supreme Elder of the Blood Spirit Sect, Xiu Yunluo!

"Xiu Yunluo, did you change your mind so quickly and want to avenge the blood madness?"

Qingyu Jianxiao flapped his wings and stopped quickly. Jiang Tian looked at the person with a deep expression on his face.

rumble!

Xiu Yunluo came across the sky, but he couldn't see any killing intent on his body, and his face was extremely calm.

This surprised Jiang Tian. The old man didn't seem to be here for revenge, so what exactly did he want to do?

Could it be that he wanted to thank him for beheading the blood maniac and getting rid of a suzerain who had hidden forbidden techniques for the Blood Spirit Sect?

Of course this is nonsense!

Then, why did this old man whose cultivation reached the peak of the Xuanxu Realm come here?