Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"We will join forces and kill each of them, leaving no chicken or dog behind!"

Tu Fei laughed loudly, full of gangsterism, and a majestic demonic aura rose into the sky, as if the unparalleled demon god that had been sealed for thousands of years suddenly awakened.

"Whoa, kill! Kill! Kill!"

Tian Shu drank too much wine, and his eyes were so dizzy and red that they looked like they were stained with blood. He was so frightening that he swooped forward with a big knife.

"kill!"

Roars rose to the sky, and the killers of the bandits had been surrounded and suppressed like bereaved dogs during this period. They had held a breath in their chests, and now they were about to let it out completely.

For a time, many big bandits and killers took action one after another, attacking the monks of the Immortal Xu Dynasty. They overturned the rivers and seas, tore the earth apart, and became invincible across the sky.

"Little babies, they have thin and tender skin and are absolutely delicious. Come on!"

Fu Heishui broke through the space and invaded the flying boat of the academy disciples. He opened his big mouth and let out a roar. The sound waves rolled and blasted many Nascent Soul monks to pieces. Their flesh and bones were separated. The Golden Core monks even turned into powder.

The sapphire-like floor of the flying boat was instantly covered with a blood-colored film, and countless broken bones and organ fragments were scattered everywhere.

There is no mercy.

The disciples of the academy are actually from the second and third level worlds and are the roots of the ancient immortal land.

But he has been brainwashed, loyal to the Xu Huang Palace, and works as a helper to suppress the people of his own race. They are even more hateful than the South Gate invaders.

Moreover, Jiang Tian had already given them a chance, but they would never surrender, so there was no need to show mercy.

Fu Heishui's muscles were tangled and his body was covered in lumps. Two huge black-haired, leathery and tough wings were flapping on his back, blocking out the sky and the sun. His small mung bean-like eyes shot out fiercely, and his mouth was bared with fangs.

Moreover, surrounded by various laws, green thunder exploded, looking really like a demon or a god.

He struck fiercely, and with one palm strike, the person immediately turned into a puddle of flesh and blood. When he opened his mouth and sucked in, the monk immediately shriveled up and became a mummy, with all his blood and spirit drained out.

Originally, after the death of Ban Shan and Hei Baizi who led the team, the academy camp was in chaos. Now it was invaded by Fu Heishui, and it was hard to bear it.

"Run!"

Cheng Aojun, Xu Changqing, Song Baoxin and other monks were all frightened to death. They abandoned their flying boats and fled in embarrassment with their flying swords.

Snapped!

Fu Huairen also reached out and grabbed Song Baoxin's black-faced maid Asang. His long tongue covered with barbs stretched out and licked her face. He smiled ferociously and said, "She looks very black. Could it be that she has the blood of the God Bat?" ?”

Asang was so frightened that he screamed and cried out: "Master, save me!"

When Song Baoxin heard this, he turned his head and looked at it. His eyes were splitting with tears, and he shouted loudly: "Asang!"

This girl had been with him for many years. She was a baby he picked up from a pile of dead people when he was just a few years old. They were named Master and Servant, and they were actually lovers.

At this moment, he felt extremely regretful.

Jiang Taichu was so strong that he actually turned defeat into victory, suppressing the Xianxu monks in the fight. He had expected this, so he should not have participated in this matter. Now it is causing trouble, losing his wife and losing troops.

Although he was extremely frightened by Fu Huairen, he rushed forward bravely without fear of death. His long sword swept across and struck Fu Huairen's arm with a flash of cold light.

Bang!

It actually made a sound like gold and stone intersecting.

Sparks burst out, but not even the tiniest white mark was left on Fu Huairen's arm.

"Is this the power of love? Human beings are such interesting creatures!"

Looking at the horrified Song Baoxin, Fu Huairen was so excited that his palms were unsteady.

Snapped!

Asang's body exploded directly, blood and organs splashed randomly, and the remaining limbs fell to the ground, dyeing the sky red.

"Ahhh! Devil, I'm going to kill you!"

Song Baoxin was so filled with hatred that he slashed at Fu Huairen with one sword after another, displaying all the cultivation skills of a half-step Nascent Soul.

Snapped!

Fu Huairen showed a hint of irritation, and with a wave of his hand, as if swatting a fly to death, he directly swatted Song Baoxin into a flat surface. The blood, organs and bone residue formed a thin plane with a radius of dozens of meters.

Cheng Aojun, Xu Changqing and other academy geniuses and monsters, even if they were on the God of War list and enjoyed countless glory and attention, in this cruel war, the result was no different, they fell like rain.

This is a bloody scene, extremely shocking, bloody and cruel.

The hundreds of thousands of monks present were in chaos, flowing in all directions like a tide, covering a hundred miles in radius.

Looking around, there are densely packed with people. Fallen quickly. Broken bones flew everywhere, corpses fell like rain, and blood bloomed in the air like black dahlias.

It can be said that the heroes of the bandits are like tigers entering the flock of sheep, carrying out large-scale massacre and crushing.

Wherever the chariot passed, not a blade of grass grew.

Wherever the sword is directed, no corpse remains!

"Eat me and fry!"

Amidst his arrogant and domineering laughter, Tu Fei instantly threw out more than a dozen large explosive formation disks.

A formation disk can turn everything within a ten-mile radius into powder. Its power is comparable to that of a peak divine transformation, and it is invincible in this world.

Suddenly, the crystal warships of the Immortal Ruins monks were torn to pieces like paper. Flames of various colors swept across the sky, and the monks among them immediately turned into ashes.

Headmaster Tianmang Dongtian staggered and was covered in blood. He was blocked and attacked by Niu Duota and Yun Zhongzi. He was severely injured and felt very uncomfortable.

"Get out of the way. If I strike with all my might, you may not be able to stop me! Why bother making a fight to the death!"

The headmaster of Tianmang Cave shouted violently, his eyes were about to burst, and he threatened.

This is no exaggeration.

After all, he is also a transformed god. If he brazenly explodes the gods, he can seriously injure Ushi Tada and Yun Zhongzi.

"Old Zhao, look at..."

Suddenly, a voice came from spiritual consciousness.

Headmaster Tianmang Cave turned his head and saw it.

Jiang Tian had a joking look on his face, holding Zhao Shanhe's Nascent Soul as if it were a rag doll that could be crushed at any time.

"Let him go, you can say anything!"

Headmaster Tianmang Dongtian said in a trembling voice while resisting the attacks of Niu Duota and the others.

Jiang Tian sneered and said nothing.

But he was playing with Zhao Shanhe's Nascent Soul like a clay figure, causing the latter to almost become dim and shattered, screaming and begging for mercy.

Suddenly, with a hiss, Yun Zhongzi took advantage of Master Tianmang Cave's panic and used the Crane Divine Sword. At an incredible angle, he penetrated Master Tianmang Cave's divine treasure in the blink of an eye and strangled the gods.

"I've been hit..."

Headmaster Tianmang Cave's remaining soul was filled with despair and sadness.

"Oh, you have lived for thousands of years, but your Taoist heart is as weak as a three-year-old child. Don't you know that you are distracted by your son, and both of you will die?"

As Jiang Tian said this, he crushed Zhao Shanhe's Nascent Soul to pieces with one hand, without any trace of emotion in his eyes.

Then, the small golden lake in the forehead rippled, and the soul-devouring consciousness swept out, crushing the soul of the headmaster of Tianmang Cave to pieces and swallowing it up.

In the meantime, the great bandits and killers destroyed another transformed god.

Seeing this, Jiang Tian's eyes flickered and he said softly: "Okay, I wanted to give you a chance to sharpen your skills, but that's about it. Leave all the remaining gods to me. You go kill the Nascent Soul monks to sharpen your cultivation. !”

He swept across hundreds of miles of void, instantly reached the sky above the headmaster of Ten Thousand Souls Cave, and stepped on it.

The face of the headmaster of Ten Thousand Souls Cave Heaven changed wildly, and he waved the Thousand Souls Forest Flag in his hand, and tens of thousands of ghosts roared in unison, shocking the earth, forming a huge skull, sweeping out, and killing Jiang Tian.

This is the soul of tens of thousands of Nascent Soul monks collected in this cave for thousands of years. After being refined through secret rituals, the spiritual power is very powerful, which can make people lose their souls and turn into a spiritual power in the soul flag.

Jiang Tian didn't even dodge, he didn't even move to swallow the soul, he just continued to step down.

Click!

The body of the headmaster of Ten Thousand Souls Cave was directly trampled into a meat pie by Jiang Tian. The blood filled with ghostly aura swept across the sky. Every drop falling on the ground was like poison, drying up the life in the surrounding area and turning it into ashes. A place of death and silence.

But this time, Jiang Tian didn't waste it!

As soon as Taotie Gui Yuanshen came out, a vortex turned, swallowing up the overflowing energy, blood, spirit and even the incomplete gods from the Headmaster of Ten Thousand Souls Cave, and became Jiang Tian's food.

Jiang Tian felt that several very complex energies surged out of the spiritual fetus in an instant, filling his limbs and bones.

Jiang Tian's Chaos Creation Technique was already very powerful. It was an emperor-level technique, and it was simply created for the Chaos Divine Body. Once the Chaos Divine Body was completed, its power increased. Now, he can even refine a star, and it is even more powerful. Not to mention a mere god.

It's a pity that his strength is already very strong. This god only increased his cultivation level by half a level. He is still far away from the second level of Nascent Soul.

"He actually refined the headmaster of Ten Thousand Souls Cave into his qualifications?"

At this time, many of the gods, clan leaders, and family heads who were entangled by the bandits and killers were frightened to the point of going crazy by Jiang Tian when they saw this scene. They trembled and begged loudly:

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, please spare your life. I am willing to lead the family to abandon darkness and surrender to the light..."

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, our sect did not participate in the battle to encircle and suppress the heroic heroes. Please tell me, Your Majesty!"

"We are willing to go to war with the Ruins Emperor. The Ruins Emperor's tyranny is unpopular. In fact, I have long wanted to rebel!"

Many masters spoke, and some even geared up and cursed at the Immortal Xu Dynasty, as if they were facing the enemy who killed their father.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!"

Jiang Tian was exposed to the cold sun, his face was as cold as iron, and he showed no intention of stopping.

It would be nice to have a few more transformed gods to follow.

But that is after all an external force, the power of others. How can one achieve one's own cultivation level with ease and reliability?

If all the more than ten transformed gods were killed and refined today, he would definitely be able to break through to the second level of Nascent Soul or even higher during the battle.

In this way, the chance of winning in the battle with the three giants and the old Xu Emperor would be even higher.

How could he miss it?