Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

But Jiang Tian, ​​who climbed to the top of Winter City, didn't think so.

He lowered his head and looked down at the city that seemed to be above the clouds, his eyes neither happy nor sad.

"Jiang Taichu, if you retreat, I will not care about your previous rude behavior. You and I are not in conflict with each other. Otherwise, don't blame me for opening up the secrets, awakening the ancestors, and letting you know the majesty of Winterfell."

Juefenghuang still transmits the message.

"You have only two ways to go now. One is to open the door wide and let me enter the city. Treat me well with good wine and meat!"

"The other one is to tell the world that you have broken with the Ruins Emperor!"

Jiang Tian said calmly.

"Asshole!"

"Arrogant!"

"dream!"

"An ant from the lower realm dares to resist the Ruins Emperor. He is an ignorant bandit and doesn't know how high the sky is!"

A series of angry shouts came from Winterfell.

Immediately afterwards, the black dragon roared, the sun rose across the sky, and the dark wind howled. Jiang Tian's eyes suddenly turned into darkness, the sky and the earth were dim, and the sun and the moon were in reverse, and there was chaos. There are also countless black winds that seem to be blowing from the depths of the underworld, like blades, flying and roaring, tearing everything apart.

Jiang Tian knew that this was the opening of Winter City's defense formation. I am afraid that at this time, with Winterfell as the center, hundreds of miles around are within the scope of the magic circle. If a normal golden elixir reaches this point, it may not be able to hold even a breath, and it will be torn into pieces by the power of various formations. .

But Jiang Tian was not afraid at all, he just stood there with three feet of golden light blooming all over his body. All the ghost winds and blades dissipated automatically when they came in front of him.

"You think that with this turtle shell, I can't do anything to you?"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly.

"Forget it, let me show you today, in the face of absolute power, what does a mere formation mean?"

After saying that, Jiang Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed it far away.

"Boom!"

In the horrified eyes of countless people, a huge mountain rose from the ground and flew far above Winterfell, crashing down like a meteor falling from the sky.

"this?"

Jue Fenglan, Jue Fengrui and other important people in the city all raised their heads in shock.

Ten thousand feet is tens of miles. A mountain that is tens of miles tall, taller than several Mount Everests. With this grab, Jiang Tian uprooted several Mount Everests and then smashed them in headfirst. How terrifying was that power? How amazing is the destructive power?

It is no less than an asteroid hitting the earth, which can destroy the world.

"Bang!"

The mountain peak slammed into Winterfell.

Suddenly the magic formations opened one after another.

I saw fire and phoenixes roaring, sword energy soaring into the sky, and black dragons swallowing the sun. The huge mountain peak was forcibly blocked by the terrifying power of the magic circle and quickly fell apart.

But Jiang Tian wasn't done yet. With a low voice, Jiang Tian reached out and grabbed him.

"Second seat!"

"The third seat!"

"The fourth one..."

Jiang Tian is like a god in myths and legends, with infinite divine power.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up a giant mountain weighing hundreds of millions of tons and smashed it down with a roar. Almost in a snap of his fingers, Jiang Tian absorbed hundreds of mountains, and Winterfell also suffered hundreds of violent impacts.

"Bang bang bang."

These collisions became more violent each time.

Even though the magic circle in Winterfell claims to be able to withstand hundreds of critical strikes from the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord and several critical strikes from the Avatar God, it cannot withstand such a head-on collision.

Jiang Tian simply uses force to overwhelm others, and he doesn't talk to you about making steps step by step or cracking formations.

Even the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord may not be able to hold on when hundreds of giant mountains smash down on his head and face, and ordinary golden elixirs will turn into powder earlier.

"The power of the Heavenly King, this is the true power of the Heavenly King."

Countless spectators were shocked.

Although the Golden elixir monk claims to be able to control the heaven and earth and control hundreds of miles of vitality.

But it is a bit difficult to lift a mountain with a height of 10,000 feet. It is even more appalling for someone like Jiang Tian to throw hundreds of mountains at people in an understatement.

"Crackling."

In the sky above Winterfell, layers of formations were crushed to pieces in the face of this unreasonable force. After waiting for hundreds of mountains, only less than one-third of the magic circle was left in Winterfell.

"call."

When Jue Fenghuang and the others wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he saw Jiang Tian gently clenching his palm into a fist and punching him from afar.

"Before, Baishan was just an appetizer. This is my real attack!"

When this punch came out, it was an understatement, without any fluctuation. But the further you go, the bigger it gets. In the end, all the heavens roared together and the mountains shook.

In the void, there was only a huge fist that was hundreds of miles in size. That fist fills the universe, covers all directions, and seems to be able to crush everything!

"Bang!"

Under this punch, Winterfell was like an egg under a hammer. Without even a snap of a finger to support it, countless magic circles shattered instantly. In the end, the entire ancient city was crushed like a castle on the beach. .

The city was full of monks, but no one survived, including Jue Feng Huang and all the important figures of the Jue Feng family, all turned into powder.

Seeing this scene, all the spectators were stunned and couldn't believe it.

"How can it be?"

Countless people were stunned as they watched Winterfell drift away like a sand painting in the wind.

A huge city covering an area of ​​a hundred miles, dozens of formations set up by masters of formations, and countless Feng family monks were all reduced to powder by this blow.

The earth was completely blank except for the howling wind and falling snow.

It was like being wiped away from heaven and earth by the gods.

The entire Winterfell and the monks in it all disappeared, leaving only an extremely huge, towering fist like a lake.

"One strike from the might of God, one strike from the might of God."

Many people murmured.

Only Ghost Wolf laughed sinisterly and said disdainfully: "Jiang Taichu can even blow up the mothership of the Three Golden Crow Guards. No matter how strong you are at Winterfell, you can be stronger than the ships of the Three Guards. How funny!"

This is true. The three Golden Crow guards are the guards of the Xuhuang Palace and are extremely important.

Just like the garrison of the capital, Winterfell can only be regarded as a small armed department of a county town, with three or two big cats and kittens. Can this be compared?

The manpower and material resources invested in the two, the natural materials and treasures consumed, even the formation craftsmen dispatched, and even the levels of the formation runes are simply incomparable.

However, he also understood the Juefeng family's stubborn resistance.

Their old ideas have been deeply rooted in their bones, and their prejudice is too serious. Just like the ghost wolf himself, he did not fight until the last moment and was not killed by Jiang Tian to despair. He always believed that Jiang Tian was just a monk from a marginal planet and did not have much ability.

At this time, the descendants of the Beihai Sword King's lineage all looked extremely ugly.

The strength Jiang Tian displayed at this time was too terrifying!

The huge Winter City, with dozens of golden elixirs, could not stop the power of Jiang Tian's punch. With just a few of their golden elixirs, trying to provoke Jiang Tian was like a moth to a flame, an egg hitting a stone, which was not enough.

"Jiang Taichu didn't use the Jue Tian Sword, so he probably has the power to transform into a god. The Xuanming Cave is in danger, and he may not be able to defend it!"

Several Yuanying Heavenly Lords in Xuanming Cave Heaven were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their souls were gone.

They originally thought they had overestimated Jiang Tian's strength, but when they got to know it, they realized that they were still far behind!

"Strengthen the walls and clear the fields. Destroy the Xuanming Cave immediately. Those heavenly materials and earthly treasures must not be left to Jiang Taichu!"

An important person from Xuanming Cave Heaven flashed with boundless determination in his eyes, shouted angrily, turned around and flew towards Xuanming Cave Heaven.