Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Whoosh whoosh!

Zhao Na and the others' expressions changed wildly, and the treasure ship and other flying magic weapons they were on dispersed, retreated thousands of miles away, and activated the protective magic circle.

Everyone knows that once the great power of transformation starts a war, it will be earth-shattering and terrifyingly lethal. A ray of law can easily strangle a Nascent Soul.

At this time, the Hanging Mountain, which was originally shrouded in misty clouds and mist, suddenly roared, trembled, and colorful lights shot into the sky toward the bullfighting, revealing its true face.

"Xiongguan Road is as strong as iron!"

Everyone screamed and was shocked to see it.

On the suspended mountains, various palaces, fortresses, and magic formations are layered one after another. They are all majestic and majestic. Some are shining with precious light, some are bursting with silver light, some are shrouded in black mist, or some are filled with sword aura. , Shen Ning is extremely miraculous, exuding a monstrous power, shocking the earth, making people feel palpitated and depressed, basically at the level of a Taoist weapon.

Amidst the earth-shattering sound of drums and cheers that shook the sky.

Chariots, flying boats, and warships were arranged in a military formation, and they were all pushed out, covering the sky and the sun, forming a "pin" shape, and surrounding Jiang Tian.

These battle magic weapons are huge and unparalleled. They are like moving castles. They are often hundreds or thousands of feet long. They are powerful and full of ancient brilliance. The runes carved on them are even more brilliant, flowing around and exuding the power of the avenue. The strength can completely withstand a casual blow from the powerful person who transforms into a god.

Above these large magical instruments, there is the power of the Nascent Soul Law lingering, and there is also the roar and trembling of the avenue. The majesty of the gods is released without scruples, rolling like a tidal wave, shaking the earth.

Sister Zhao Rou felt it and felt heart palpitations.

"drink!"

On top of the magic weapon and in the fortress, tens of thousands of monks were all wearing metal armor, which was very cold, and their helmets had masks that even covered their faces, which was extremely frightening. At this time, everyone suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound was like a wave, rolling up and pushing towards Jiang Tian.

Click!

The void was distorted by the earthquake, and the blue waves of the sea set off huge waves. Tornadoes formed, reaching up to the sky and down to the bottom of the sea. They were devastating and terrifying, rushing towards Jiang Tian.

However, how could Jiang Tian be hurt by these changes in the celestial phenomena.

He just stood there out of thin air, with the aura of chaos lingering around him. Those tornadoes dispersed or avoided at a touch. Jiang Tian didn't even lift the corners of his clothes. He looked at them with a calm expression and said mockingly: "You guys, do you really want to stop me? "

"Jiang Taichu, from the Zhenhai family Zhao family, suppressed all over the world and fought to protect the fairy ruins. Today, I will kill you!"

A monk rode a mighty dragon, soared into the sky from a huge warship, and faced Jiang Tian.

It's Zhao Tulong!

This man is unusually tall and majestic, standing like a mountain peak, with a leopard head and eyes, and a beard that looks like it has just been brushed. He is unstoppable and in a powerful and intimidating state.

He was wearing armor and was holding a square-shaped painted halberd. There was a lot of rust on his face, and his exposed skin was covered with scales, as if covered with iron armor. It was obvious that he was from the Siren clan, at least part of his bloodline.

He is already in the middle stage of becoming a god, and his strength is probably on par with the Emperor of Fire God. The god is condensed, his energy and blood are strong, and various water laws are intertwined and surrounded by him, and he has an overwhelming momentum.

"Fellow Taoist Taichu, we monks who help those in need should take it as our duty to save the people in the world. Why do you have to cause a bloody storm? For imperial power? For revenge? Xiaodao really doesn't understand. After all, if the third star of the South Gate breaks out, , we all must die! With Taoist Taoist’s sharp eyes, we can naturally detect such illusions!”

A monk wearing a green cassock, embroidered with various patterns of orchid, jade trees, precious medicines and herbs, walked out slowly.

His beard and hair are all white, but his face is rosy, he has a fairy-like manner, he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his tone is tepid, and he speaks eloquently to neutralize Jiang Tian's murderous intention and fighting spirit.

This is the founder of the Medicine God Sect, and he is also a powerful god-transformer. He once traveled around the world barefoot, healing poor people, treating the sick and injured as parents, licking and sucking hemorrhoids, and cutting flesh to use as medicine to treat people. He was kind-hearted. His benevolence has benefited the people, and he is regarded as the "God of Medicine" in this world. He has hundreds of millions of followers and countless statues in temples.

"Fellow Taoist Taichu, don't be stubborn. Put aside your murderous intention, and we can shake hands with you and make peace regardless of the past grudges. The third star of the South Gate is about to erupt. The top priority is to bring peace to the people of the world and solve this crisis! For Mu The descendants of the spirit star are also for the natives of the fairy land, the people of the lower world! "

The master of the Demon King Hall is a coquettish female cultivator with an extremely hot and sexy figure, tall breasts, slender waist, extremely slender jade legs, the legs are shaped like jade pillars, and the overall curves are exquisite. It's just that the evil spirit is rolling, and the eyes are as charming as silk.

She also fought mentally and attacked with Taoist heart, trying to disintegrate Jiang Tian's fighting spirit.

"If Taoist Taoist Taichu insists on having his own way, although we are not as strong as Taoist Taoist Taoist, we are not afraid of death and will fight to the death with Taoist Taoist Taoist!"

The leader of the Haotian Sword Sect is Jue Wuchen. He is tall and tall, with fluttering clothes and handsome appearance. He looks like a banished immortal, but his eyes are as cold as a peerless heavenly sword.

He is a peerless swordsman above the Immortal Ruins, second only to the Sword God, and is known as the Sword Master. The sword comes out without self, just to kill the enemy, with a sharpness, as if the whole world is just a matter of his sword.

What he said was not false.

Tens of thousands of monks are loyal to the Immortal Xu Dynasty. Their eyes were calm, without a trace of ripples or fear. Instead, they regarded death as if they were home, and their fighting spirit was overwhelming. In this battle, they are prepared to die for the sake of loyalty, to maintain the supreme dignity of the dynasty, and to preserve the roots of civilization.

"Haha! A fight between life and death? Do you have this qualification?"

Jiang Tian chuckled lightly, his cold eyes making his smile look cruel and cold-blooded.

Jiang Tian only responded with a sword.

What Jiang Tian used was not the Jue Tian Sword. The consumption of the immortal weapon was not trivial, and to deal with ordinary gods, with Jiang Tian's strength, there was no need for the Jue Tian Sword.

This is just a Lingbao-level flying sword, not even a Taoist weapon.

With Jiang Tian's current strength, he has the ability to turn decay into magic. Even scrap metal can explode with terrifying power.

A sword was slashed out, and the sword light shone brightly. The second star of the south gate seemed to dim for a moment, cutting open the sky, like a piece of Milky Way falling down, with a click, the space shattered, and a terrifying crack appeared.

"kill!"

Seeing Jiang Tian's sword power erupting and coming towards him, Jue Wuchen didn't show any fear of backing down. He roared and rushed towards Jiang Tian like a moth to a flame. He waved the sword in his hand, and the way of the sword exploded like a torrent in an instant, and a wave of energy flowed between heaven and earth. The sky was filled with peerless killing energy. Zhou Kaiwen, the Zhao sisters from Tianmang Cave, and others all felt their souls trembling, as if they were about to be annihilated.

"As expected of the Sword Master Jue Wuchen..."

Many monks exclaimed.

This sword contains the meaning of Haotian, as if the Haotian God has come to control the people, powerful and powerful, capable of overturning rivers and seas, subduing demons and demons, pardoning gods and picking up stars.

The sword energy dragon was a thousand feet long, dancing in the sky, heading towards Jiang Tian with infinite power.

"Jiang Taichu will die!"

The Zhao sisters were all looking forward to it.

The two girls unanimously felt that although this sword was slightly inferior to the Sword God, it definitely surpassed those of the Dongtian Masters, and was at least on par with the strength of the Tianmang Dongtian Masters.

The Haotian Sword Sect is indeed very powerful and is a rising star. Although it does not occupy the cave world and is located in the mortal world, its strength is definitely no less than that of the six cave heavens.

"Even if you don't die, you will be severely injured and exhausted!"

Zhou Kaiwen's eyes were extremely determined.

boom!

The two sword energies collided, and the Haotian sword energy and laws shattered in the first instant, unable to withstand it at all. Later, Jue Wuchen screamed and roared, and even his physical body, Shen Zang, and the gods were strangled to pieces by Jiang Tian's sword energy law. The blood-stained crystal broken bones flew across the sky, shattered into pieces, and then were completely swallowed up by Jiang Tian's gluttonous return to origin law.

"What?"

At this moment, all the monks watching the battle were terrified and in disbelief, as if they had seen a demon.

This is too powerful.

Jue Wuchen, a majestic swordsman, a powerful god-transformer, whose strength is no less than that of the Master of Dongtian, was still killed by a single sword.

"Jiang Taichu is already at his peak. How could he recover so quickly in seven days..."

Zhou Kaiwen's eyes were deep. After all, he was also a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he could see some clues.

"Isn't this evil thief invincible?"

The Zhao sisters had frightened faces and sad eyes. They hated Jiang Tian deeply and hoped to see him fall to pieces immediately.

"kill!"

But, what's shocking is.

The Xuankong Mountain garrison showed no fear at all, and was so desperate that they roared and turned into a torrent of steel, rushing toward Jiang Tian. All kinds of attack formations and Taoist weapons were activated, and they attacked Jiang Tian.

"For the common people in the world, for the vicissitudes of righteousness, for the land of Immortal Ruins, and for the dignity of the dynasty, we monks have the responsibility to protect the land and have no retreat. We must overcome all difficulties and not be afraid of sacrifice! Kill!"

Seeing that his old friend Jue Wuchen died in battle, Zhao Tulong's eyes were red with tears in his eyes. He stood on top of the huge dragon, rushed past, pointed his halberd at Jiang Tian, ​​and shouted loudly.

"Kill! For the sake of the vicissitudes of life, for the sake of the common people, for the sake of future generations, we shall shed the last drop of blood!"

The Medicine God's face became as cold as iron, and his eyes were firm.

Amidst the roar, he slapped the mustard seed ring around his waist and held out a golden merit flag, which gathered the power of faith of thousands of believers. It became bigger and heavier in the wind, like dark clouds covering the sky and mountains falling down, towards Jiang Tian. Call.

The fastest ones were the disciples of the Haotian Sword Sect. The sword master Jue Wuchen was killed by Jiang Tian with a sword in front of them. How could they bear this?

There were three thousand of them, riding in several sword-shaped flying boats. With a roar, thousands of flying swords rose into the sky, pulling out white space turbulence, like supersonic fighter planes, flashing sharp cold light, densely packed, overwhelming, and heading towards Follow Jiang Tian and kill him.

"die!"

Jiang Tian's eyes were cold, as if the eternal road was ruthless. He treated the common people as stupid dogs and killed them all with one sword.

When this sword slashed out, it was like opening chaos and dividing Yin and Yang. An irregular curve suddenly opened between heaven and earth. It actually broke through the space. Moreover, it completely enveloped and struck many sword-shaped flying boats.

Click!

Each spaceship shattered and disappeared. Explosions occurred one after another. Large flowers of fire with a radius of one kilometer bloomed in the sky. The metal melted and fell like heavy rain.

Among them, three thousand sword cultivators were at least at the Nascent Soul realm, and even half-stepped into gods, but almost no one escaped. Their coefficients were torn to pieces by the violent power, and burned into ashes by the terrifying high temperature.

Under one sword!

Haotian Sword Sect, destroyed!