Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

The warriors rushing down from Wolang Mountain were already like a vast ocean.

The murderous intent of the warriors is like the majestic black sea, which seems to be able to completely swallow up all existence. No matter who encounters this kind of formation, I am afraid they will feel terrified.

But the boundless ocean was split open on the spot in front of Chu Jingtian's black lightning.

No matter how many people there are, in front of him, they are just chickens and dogs, and they can't even stop him from snapping his fingers.

This black lightning extends from the end of the field of vision to the foot of Wolang Mountain.

The distance of hundreds of miles between Chu Jingtian's feet was only a moment's distance.

"boom!"

A terrifying loud sound sounded.

The huge Wolang Mountain has been completely smashed into pieces, turning into countless rubbles flying.

"Chu Jingtian!"

Seeing Chu Jingtian suddenly killed in front of him, Li Feiying, the Thirteen Giant Bandits of Taihang Mountain, and the Chief Master of Shura Temple couldn't help but shout angrily.

The Wolang Mountain where they had stayed had been razed to the ground.

Chu Jingtian stood there with stern eyes:

"Peng Tianhao is my lifelong enemy. Whoever dares to stop me will be killed by me?"

"Chu Jingtian, retreat quickly. We don't care about gains and losses. Otherwise, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will still sleep here!" A white-haired old man shouted sternly.

"what are you?"

Chu Jingtian's eyes turned.

The white-haired old man was furious when he heard this.

He is the sect leader of the Changle Sect, one of the eight thirteen sects. Although the Changle Sect is not as good as Dragon Soul Mountain, it can still be regarded as a sect worthy of the name of the Demon Sect.

And his cultivation level has even reached the level of a Sixth Realm Grandmaster, and now he is treated so rudely by Chu Jingtian.

"Listen up, I am the leader of Changle Sect..."

The white-haired old man shouted.

"Have not heard!"

Chu Jingtian waved his hand and swatted it away like a mosquito. Just hearing a 'pop' sound, the white-haired old man was patted into a meat pie.

"Chu Jingtian!"

The sound of drinking came.

"You simply don't take our Taihang Mountains seriously! Today, I will cut off your head to show off the power of our Taihang Mountains!"

Amidst the shouts, a one-eyed giant bandit descended from the sky.

The flames all over his body were soaring, and his true energy and blood surged to the extreme. Like a drop of water falling from Hengyu, it fell in front of Chu Jingtian in a flash, and he raised his palm to hit Chu Jingtian head and face.

"Boom!"

The terrifying huge force was churning and turbulent, and the palm wind was already smashing down out of thin air. Wolang Mountain, which was razed to the ground, trembled violently and sank downwards with a terrifying collapse.

This huge collapse was clearly the mark of a person's palm.

"Taihang Mountain?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Chu Jingtian's eyes.

In the previous life, although there were no terrifying existences like the Twenty-Four Demon Lords in the Taihang Mountains, these thirteen giant bandits were also very powerful and difficult to deal with.

"Today, I will ask you, the thirteen talkers in Taihang Mountain, to come and go without any return!"

Chu Jingtian shouted coldly and raised his palm to slap it away.

"Boom!"

For a moment, both palms collided together.

And then the power hidden behind it also emerged rapidly at the same time.

"puff!"

The one-eyed talker's body trembled, and he felt an incomparably powerful force pouring into his body in an incredible manner in an instant.

"Crack!"

The two palms faced each other, but the one-eyed speaker's right arm was broken directly and bent strangely.

"Wow!"

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, the one-eyed speaker screamed and retreated in panic.

However, Chu Jingtian had no intention of holding back. He quickly flew into the sky above the opponent and at the same time stepped down with a bang!

"Boom!"

In the shocked gazes of everyone, the one-eyed speaker suddenly fell from the sky without even a moment's notice, and his body made a terrifying giant crater on the ground.

Everyone looked around quickly and couldn't help but gasp. I saw the opponent's chest and abdomen completely collapsed, almost breaking into two pieces.

One palm, one kick!

A talker in Taihang Mountain died on the spot.

Looking at this scene, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

Although they knew that Chu Jingtian was very powerful, they did not expect that he would be so powerful. Who can become one of the thirteen talkers in Taihang Mountain who was not killed from the sea of ​​​​blood in the Corpse Mountain?

But it was so simple and he was crushed to death.

"With only this little strength, you dare to stop me?"

Chu Jingtian's eyes were filled with darkness.

"Chu Jingtian, don't be so arrogant, let me show you your strength!" The chief abbot of Shura Temple let out a roar. He stepped forward, stepped in front of Chu Jingtian, raised his fist and struck suddenly.

Chu Jingtian's expression suddenly changed, he shook hands into a fist and punched him from afar.

"Boom!"

A loud sound like the explosion of artillery spread loudly.

A wave of ripples visible to the naked eye swept out rapidly, and the flying gravel in the air was crushed into powder on the spot.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the host's expression changed slightly.

But Shura Temple is also a force that has turned into a demon sect halfway, and it has the most important foundation. Feeling the power pouring into his body, his body trembled quietly, and he saw a stream of blood rising up, pouring out from the body directly from the inside out, like an Arhat's golden body.

However, Arhat has a golden body, but his is an Asura blood body cultivated with blood essence.

The higher the level of Shura's blood body, the darker the color. The great host had to kill many people to achieve this level of skill.

Chu Jingtian had only heard about Shura Blood Body before. He only knew that it was a magic skill practiced by smearing the essence and blood of strong men on the body. Now he couldn't help but be slightly shocked when he saw it.

"What a powerful force!"

The host felt the numbness of his right arm and the shivering bloody body of Shura, but he was not surprised but happy in his heart. "My Shura blood body practice has reached its bottleneck so far. If I can apply your blood on my body, I will be able to break through the shackles and reach the true blood demon body!"

"Do you have this chance?"

There was a trace of ridicule in Chu Jingtian's eyes.

boom!

The host didn't say a word, but he was already launching a fierce attack.

In an instant, the attack swept in like a storm, and the attack was like mercury pouring down the ground, almost covering the entire void.

However, Chu Jingtian narrowed his eyes, and the Ancestral Dragon's secret technique reached its peak.

"Crack!"

At this moment, all the muscles and bones in his body could not help but make a sound.

The surging Qi and blood are more like the Yangtze River, roaring and deafening.

"boom!"

The punch was delivered on the spot.

"Crack!"

Just listen to a crisp sound.

The blood body of Shura outside the host actually showed a trace of cracks.

"What?"

The host's expression changed.

However, Chu Jingtian's second punch came again.

"Crack!"

There was a shattering sound, and the crack expanded again and spread.

The third punch!

The fourth punch!

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