On The Day They Broke Off Their Engagement, Their Parents Confessed That They Were From The Supreme

Wu Ning directly replaced the Tai'adi Sword with a dragon fishing pole and killed all the powerful men from the Shura Temple who rushed towards him.

No mercy.

This time he came specifically to exterminate the family.

Uh-huh!

A young man in purple robes appeared in the sky, his expression was terrifyingly gloomy, and his eyes were filled with extremely strong murderous intent.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking my Shura Temple? Tell me, and I will give you a happy death!"

Wu Ning glanced at him, "Are you the master of Shura Temple?"

"I have said that if your Shura Temple does not know what is good and what is evil, then there is no need for its existence. I have always kept my word, and today I am just here to fulfill my promise!"

"Oh it's you!"

Murderous intent burst out in the man's eyes, and he instantly raised twelve bloody formation flags with terrifying auras.

"die!"

The twelve bloody formation flags instantly transformed into a terrifying Shura blood formation, covering the world.

The terrifying Blood Fiend Qi filled the air, instantly transforming into bloody monsters with terrifying auras, roaring towards Wu Ning.

At the same time, an extremely evil and ferocious aura swept through him, trying to invade his body and erode his will.

"interesting."

Wu Ning narrowed her eyes slightly. This formation was extremely mysterious and powerful, far beyond the Emperor Level. Even if it did not completely reach the Immortal Level, it was definitely not far behind.

Emperor Venerable is trapped in the formation. If he doesn't know how to break the formation, he will definitely die.

But Wu Ning is different from the ordinary Emperor Venerable, he has tricks!

The Nine Nether Emperor's flames rose up from his body, turning into a robe of flowing flames and draped over his body. Once the evil spirit approached, it would be burned into nothingness in an instant.

Then, he swung the fishing rod with all his strength, and the green ball broke through the air, pulling an extremely sharp transparent thin line.

Even the space was directly divided.

Tsk!

All the blood-colored monsters were instantly cut in half and turned into Blood Fiend Qi again.

Wu Ning continued to swing the fishing rod, and the terrifying thin line cut off the bloody formation flags in an instant.

The Shura Blood Formation instantly collapsed.

"This...how is this possible?"

The man in purple robe was holding a formation flag that had been cut off and only the flagpole was left, his eyes were a little unbelievable.

This formation flag was completed after decades of sacrifice by an immortal ancestor. Even the Emperor Weapon could not destroy it. How could it be destroyed so easily?

Phew!

Suddenly, a blood arrow shot out from his neck.

Then, more blood arrows were shot.

His neck had already been cut.

However, the thin line of the dragon fishing rod has no effect of annihilating the soul. The Emperor Venerable has strong vitality and will not die even if he is beheaded.

Losing his head can only be considered a minor injury at best.

But Wu Ning didn't give him a chance and directly controlled the small cyan ball to pierce his head.

The soul and vitality were instantly annihilated.

A generation of hegemons fell.

Wu Ning did not stop and continued to kill.

Screams and wails continued to sound.

More and more powerful men from the Shura Temple roared towards him to kill him.

After a while, they were all reduced to dead bodies.

Suddenly, more than a dozen extremely old figures stood in front of Wu Ning.

His eyes narrowed slightly. These dozen old guys were filled with an aura of decay. They should all be old monsters that could only lie in coffins to survive.

"Sir, the descendants of the disciples have blindly collided with you, and now they are all dead. Can you please be noble and spare me, Shura Temple, this time? We are willing to pay compensation, and we will definitely satisfy you!"

An old man in gray robes raised his hands and said sincerely.

Although they were filled with hatred, they did not dare to show it.

There was a trace of indifference in Wu Ning's eyes, "Old fellow, since I have already taken action, I will not stop until death, so why should I stop?"

The eyes of more than a dozen old men suddenly burst out with murderous intent.

"Stop talking nonsense to him and ask the Patriarch to come and kill this beast!"

One of the old men took out a simple bronze token and said, "Disciple Ding Han, I sincerely invite the ancestor to come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he crushed the token in his hand.

boom!

In an instant, a vast and terrifying aura descended, bringing with it an unparalleled vast pressure. The sky trembled and the stars shook. Even the powerful Great Emperor was as weak as an ant in front of this pressure.

This is a breath that belongs to another level.

In Jiuxiao Star Domain.

A series of magnificent eyes looked in the direction of Shura Star in confusion.

"Invite the immortal to come? What happened to Shura Temple?"

"Everything is fine, what kind of monsters are these lunatics going to do?"

"Quick, send someone to check immediately!"

…

On Shura Star.

A vague figure appeared in the sky, one hundred thousand feet tall, exuding a misty Dao Rhyme, as majestic as heaven and earth.

His eyes were cold, without any emotion, and he looked down at the world like a god.

Wu Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, "As expected of an immortal, a shadow is so terrifying."

"I wonder if you can withstand one attack from the fishing rod?"

"Meet the Patriarch and ask the Patriarch to take action to kill the enemy of my temple!"

More than a dozen old men knelt down together.

laugh!

The cyan ball burst through the air instantly, and before the immortal shadow could make any reaction, it was directly pierced between the eyebrows.

"presumptuous!"

The immortal shadow was furious, and his roar shattered the sky, revealing countless cracks in the void.

But in the next moment, his shadow was shattered inch by inch, and instantly turned into a white spot of light that disappeared between the sky and the earth.

"Ancestor?!"

A dozen old men widened their eyes in horror.

The Immortal Patriarch...is gone?

Wu Ning is very satisfied, the dragon fishing rod is still as scary as ever.

It is indeed a Supreme Grade Immortal Weapon.

With his current strength and holding a dragon fishing pole, he can be killed even if True Immortal comes.

However, after this incident, he should prepare to break through to the fairyland.

"Ah! We fought with him!"

An old man in gray robe shouted angrily, took out a "Pseudo Immortal Weapon" and started to kill Wu Ning crazily.

"Go to hell when you are old. I will give you a ride."

Wu Ning stopped holding back and instantly killed a dozen rotten old monsters.

Then he rushed into the Shura Temple.

At this moment, he suddenly felt regretful. He had known that he should have brought Wu Divine Ability and others together.

There are too many disciples in Shura Temple, so it would be good to let them help share some of the killing sins.

Wu Ning sighed in his heart. There were hundreds of millions of disciples in the Shura Temple, and he really couldn't kill them all. The strong ones slaughtering too many weak ones would harm Tianhe.

In the end, he only killed all the strong men in the Venerable Realm.

"Xiao Hei, do you think any of these remaining people will be able to cultivate to Great Emperor or above in the future?"

Wu Ning took out the black book.

Then under the guidance of Mo Bao, hundreds more people were killed.

"This should be foolproof, right?"

Wu Ning is not worried that these people can pose a threat to herself, but she has to think about the Tianyu Wu family.

Now pulling out these Great Emperor seedlings can be considered as eliminating some unnecessary hidden dangers.