Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

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As the holy son of the Immortal Zhen Sect, Zhao Wuji has already half-stepped back into the void. Not only among the Immortal Zhen Sect, he is also a leader among the young monks in the ancient immortal world.

In the upcoming Immortal Ancient Conference, he is also very likely to come out on top.

Zhao Wuji knew that even though he had half-returned to the void, he was not worth mentioning in the eyes of an extremely perverted monster like Jiang Tian.

Therefore, when he takes action, it is a killer move.

In his opinion, only in this way is it possible to kill with one strike.

As the Wuji Sword was swung, surging fairy energy gathered crazily, causing many monks' clothes to fly, and even many core disciples to almost fall over.

The spirit of the immortal spirit gathered at the tip of Zhao Wuji's sword, turning into streaks of peerless sword light that pierced Jiang Tian's divine treasure.

"No! Stop!"

Mo Xianlin's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to stop him.

Not worried about Jiang Tian, ​​but worried about Zhao Wuji's life and death.

"You dare to wield a sword even if you are a small person, how ridiculous!"

Jiang Tian just raised his hand, and the overwhelming and unstoppable sword light suddenly turned into ashes.

"hateful!"

Seeing that his sword strike at the bottom of the box was easily deflected by Jiang Tian, ​​Zhao Wuji was extremely angry.

A mist of blood suddenly spread out from all over his body.

Balls of flames ignited in the blood mist, gathering into raging fire and absorbed into Zhao Wuji's body.

He is burning his life essence and blood!

The natal essence and blood is the foundation of a monk's foundation. It is formed by the accumulation and accumulation of cultivation. No monk will burn the natal essence and blood unless it is absolutely necessary.

Burning one's own essence and blood can temporarily increase one's strength, but it will damage one's origin and lead to a decline in one's cultivation level.

Ordinary monks, after burning a few drops of essence and blood, have to spend more than a month in seclusion before they can recover.

But now, Zhao Wuji was exuding blood mist, and he didn't know how much blood he had burned!

He is a person who attaches great importance to statements. It would be more uncomfortable to let him be the lowest outer disciple than to kill him.

At this moment, he was really angry!

"Big Brother!"

Mo Youran shouted loudly with tears in her eyes.

Although they had no affection for Zao Wuji as a child, they had been childhood sweethearts and had a brother-sister relationship, so they were immediately heartbroken.

"Confused!"

Mo Xianlin also felt a pain in his body.

In order to cultivate Zhao Wuji, he spent a lot of effort. Even if Zhao Wuji formed a clique in the Xianzhen Sect, he didn't say much!

I didn't expect that Zhao Wuji would be so extreme.

Burning the essence and blood of one's life and causing the cultivation level to fall, isn't that just cutting off Mo Xianlin's flesh?

Moreover, if things get to this level, Jiang Tian will definitely not show mercy.

Zhao Wuji is dead.

"ah!"

Zhao Wuji, who was burning his life essence and blood, became so powerful that he seemed quite courageous and looked forward to death.

The Wuji Sword also suddenly lit up, thrusting towards Jiang Tian without any hesitation.

"It's ridiculous!"

Jiang Tian didn't take back the hand he raised, and he didn't see any moves. He just shook it gently.

The invincible Wuji Sword, which seemed to be able to pierce everything, suddenly shattered with a crash!

The Wuji Sword is also Zhao Wuji's natal magic weapon, connected to his soul.

The shattering of the Wuji Sword caused Zhao Wuji's Shenzang to tremble, and several cracks appeared. In addition, he burned a large amount of his life essence and blood, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

On the other hand, Jiang Tian still stood there indifferently, with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't care at all.

"Old dog Taichu, if you have the ability, kill me!"

At this time, Zao Wuji's long black hair turned gray in an instant, and age spots and countless wrinkles appeared on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Then as you wish!"

Jiang Tian's voice was cold and his eyes were like lightning.

The scene was silent, and no one dared to speak out to refute!

Seeing that the Holy Son of the Immortal Zhen Sect, the younger generation of leading monks in the ancient immortal world, was about to be killed by Jiang Tian.

"Elder Taichu, although Senior Brother Wuji has made many offenses before, he never means any harm to others!"

Mo Youran knelt down and begged: "Besides, I was also at fault for what happened at Xianlin Lake. If you want to kill him, just kill me too!"

"Youran, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"

Mo Xianlin's heart skipped a beat.

If he tried to dissuade him at this time, wouldn't that bring bad luck to Jiang Tian?

Do you think you didn't die quickly enough?

"You are kind and righteous."

Jiang Tian looked at Mo Youran.

During the retreat, it was Mo Youran who kept Jiang Beibei company, which made Jiang Beibei not so bored.

Of course, no matter what the purpose is, he is Jiang Beibei's friend after all.

Moreover, for a little guy like Zhao Wuji, it doesn't matter whether he kills or not.

Simply give her some face.

What's more, sparing Zhao Wuji's life can also serve as a warning to the entire Immortal Zhen Sect, and it can be regarded as killing the chicken to scare the monkeys.

"Sect Master Mo offended the elders and took action in Xianlin Hall. How should we deal with it according to the sect's laws?" Jiang Tian asked immediately.

"According to the sect's regulations, the Divine Treasure should be destroyed, the cultivation level should be taken away, and the Immortal Zhen Sect should be expelled."

Mo Xianlin thought for a while and then said: "But the sect's holy son has the right to question. He needs to go to Si Guo Cliff Stone Prison to repent, and he will never take a step forward!"

"That's fine, let's do it." Jiang Tian decided the rest of Zhao Wuji's life without any care.

Jiang Tian's arbitrary actions did not arouse any opposition.

On the contrary, they all shouted: "The law enforcement elders are wise."

After all, strength is the highest right to speak.

"Okay, our sect leader announces that from now on, Zhao Wuji will no longer be our sect's holy son."

Mo Xianlin waved his hand and said: "Law enforcement disciples, quickly take Zhao Wuji to the Siguo Cliff Stone Prison!"

"yes!"

Among the core disciples, two disciples immediately walked out and escorted Zhao Wuji away.

"Old dog Taichu, you and I are irreconcilable, irreconcilable!"

Zhao Wuji's roar filled with blood and tears kept echoing in the Xianlin Hall.

"As a law enforcement elder, I hope that all the elders and deacons will restrain the disciples and not violate the sect's rules. If anyone violates the rules, they will not be leniently spared!"

Now that it's not time to fall out with Mo Xianlin, Jiang Tian naturally wants to show off.

"I will obey the orders of the law enforcement elder!"

Many elders and disciples clasped their fists and bowed.

"That's very good. Farewell!"

Jiang Tian took one step forward and disappeared.

The Supreme Elder followed closely behind and disappeared.

…

Juling Peak.

"dad!"

With tears in her eyes, Jiang Beibei fell into Jiang Tian's arms.

"Okay, it's all over."

Jiang Tian gently patted Jiang Beibei's back and comforted her in a low voice.

At this time, he is no longer the strong man who kills decisively and kills the Nine-Headed Demon Lord with every move he makes. He is just an ordinary father.

"Um."

After comforting her for a long time, Jiang Beibei stood up reluctantly, pouted and said angrily: "That stinky fish is so disgusting! It's like marrying me! It's so disgusting!"

"Haha, speaking of that nine-headed fish, don't you want to raise one? Dad caught one for you."

Jiang Tian raised his hand and waved, and with a breath of cold air, a fish tank as white as jade appeared, with a nine-headed fish swimming in it.

"Dad, you still treat me like a child! This fish is so ugly!"

Jiang Beibei looked left and right, but she was not satisfied.

"If you dare to call me ugly, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

The Nine-Headed Demon Lord, who was sealed by Jiang Tian, ​​suddenly became unhappy and retorted in human language.

"You are that smelly fish!"

Jiang Beibei exclaimed, then said with a wicked smile: "Okay, if you fall into my hands, let's see how I can fix you!"