Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

As soon as everyone said this, Zhang Ziqi immediately said with a frosty look on his face:

"You guys are so ungrateful. Senior, you are arguing with you, but you still dare to take advantage of it!"

Lin Yijian smiled contemptuously and ignored him at all.

With the accumulated strength of so many families, no matter how powerful you are, you still have to bow your head here, and a small Zhang family is nothing.

'snort! When we kill this kid, it will be your Zhang family's turn! ’

Everyone looked at Zhang Ziqi with cold eyes.

Chu Jingtian narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of ancestors who refused to give up with his hands behind his back: "I originally came here not to disturb the local forces. But if you are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me! You know, this There is nothing in the world except for you to get a share of!"

"Are you really planning to take over White Lion Mountain?"

Everyone just found it incredible.

The ancestors of Mingze City have formed a temporary alliance and want to force Chu Jingtian to give in. These people unite to represent the will of the entire Mingze City. Under such circumstances, they dare to fight against it and want to monopolize the White Lion Mountain. It is simply a fantasy.

"Senior, are you determined to do this?" Lin Yijian narrowed his eyes and his breath gradually increased.

Qian Jianfeng also shouted low, and then the golden lion under his crotch also leaned down, as if it was about to pounce at any time.

The other ancestors present also had murderous intentions.

As long as Chu Jingtian continues to insist on monopolizing the White Lion Mountain, they will take action at the next moment.

The wages of avarice is death.

With such huge interests, how could anyone be willing to stop without fighting to the death?

"senior!"

At this time, even Zhang Ziqi hesitated slightly.

He never expected that the families in Mingze City would be willing to put aside their previous festivities and join forces to deal with Chu Jingtian for the sake of White Lion Mountain.

‘No wonder it is said that a powerful dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. If it were anyone else, there would be no way to monopolize White Lion Mountain under such circumstances. ’ Zhang Ziqi looked at the ancestors in front of him who were getting ready to go.

A trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes: 'But it's a pity that you met Senior Chu! ’

He didn't know what level Chu Jingtian's strength had reached.

But just the Nether Bifang on his shoulders can level the entire Mingze City!

"boom!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a shocking hurricane suddenly erupted from the ruins in the distance, sweeping across without warning. In the hurricane, a figure flew out and soared into the sky, tearing the void apart like a bolt of lightning.

This figure turned out to be the former ancestor Huang Ping!

Ancestor Huang Ping's whole body was charred, with a smell of burnt flesh. There were few intact parts of his body. He was obviously burned by Netherworld Bifang's flying wings. He stared at Chu Jingtian with his eyes. , I almost want to kill someone.

"You bastard, I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

Ancestor Huang Ping's eyes were blood red and he shouted in a cold voice.

He who has always been unscrupulous in Mingze City, when has he been humiliated like this? Without killing Chu Jingtian, how could he swallow his breath and restore the reputation of the Huang family?

With the rage in his heart, the only thought in his mind was killing.

"Roar!"

He let out a low roar, his blood surged all over his body, and his whole person's aura actually surged. The terrifying sword energy swept out directly from his body, even blasting out cold sword light on the ground around him.

This kind of sword energy shocked everyone.

Qian Jianfeng felt his heart tremble, and his face suddenly turned pale. He originally thought that after decades of seclusion, he could avenge his broken arm with Patriarch Huang Ping. But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that he was too naive!

'too strong! ’

‘If we fight alone, there are so many of us who may not be his opponents at all! ’

‘Maybe only if everyone joins forces can we barely compete with him! ’

Everyone was thinking in their hearts and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Decades ago, the scene where Huang Ping established the largest clan in Mingze City with one kill and one kill seemed to reappear before everyone's eyes.

Only Lin Yijian's eyes were shining brightly, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and stared at Patriarch Huang Ping, unable to hide his frustration.

Knives and swords are both sharp weapons, and they lead to the same goal through different paths.

Patriarch Huang Ping has cultivated to the point where his inner and outer parts are the same, but he is still far from it. Even if he tried to resist with all his cultivation, I'm afraid he still wouldn't be able to withstand the opponent's sword!

"Zheng!"

At this time, Huang Ping had already shot out.

The sword light burst out from his body,

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the surging sword light had already swept across the body of Ancestor Huang Ping, turned into a several-foot-long horse, crossed the void, and slashed towards Chu Jingtian!

"Groan!"

A louder cry sounded than before.

At the same time, an unattainable splendor suddenly erupted, as if it came from ancient times. Under everyone's incredible gaze, a figure like a black phoenix emerged from Chu Jingtian's shoulders.

"What?"

Lin Yijian and others were stunned, as if struck by lightning.

I saw the huge black figure suddenly flapping its wings. Suddenly, a black flame carrying a terrifying demonic energy was released on the spot. This terrifying power poured out directly like a torrent that had accumulated for three days and three nights.

Ancestor Huang Ping, who turned into a sword, was burned to ashes on the spot without even being able to stop him for half a breath in the black flames.

The remaining strength is not reduced, and it is rolling out.

"Boom!"

In everyone's incredible eyes, this black fire left a trace of thousands of feet long on the desert, extending to the end of everyone's field of vision, blasting out a huge river.

It was as if a fire dragon passed by here, breaking through many obstacles and killing it again.

The power of one wing is so terrifying?

"Gudu!"

All around in silence, the sounds of swallowing could be heard.

Those people's eyes were stiff and they looked up mechanically, as if they were struck by lightning.

I saw that the little bird that was small and cute before, as if it was harmless to humans and animals, turned into a Netherworld Bifang with wings spread enough to cover the sky and the sun.

Black flames swirled around its body, twisting and burning the surrounding space.

A vast and primitive aura swept out from Nether Bifang's body.

"Plop!"

Those ancestors who had previously thought about taking action, starting from Lin Yijian, all had their knees weak and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Such power was already beyond their imagination.

At this moment, they only heard a faint voice:

"Now, this White Lion Mountain belongs to me, who else among you has any objections?"

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and saw Chu Jingtian's cold eyes, and Zhang Ziqi standing behind him with a look of gloating on his face!

‘Now we’re in big trouble! ’

Suddenly, such an idea came to everyone's mind.

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