Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

"what is that?"

While everyone was wondering, they saw a terrifying silver lightning burst out.

This silver lightning obviously exceeded everyone's imagination.

Many people didn't even see clearly what the shining silver light was, when they saw the Shura Demonic Pestle being smashed into pieces.

"How can it be?"

The host's expression changed drastically, and he could hardly believe it. .

This is the most precious treasure of Shura Temple.

I don’t know how many strong men in the two realms of good and evil have died on this Shura Demonic Pestle. According to legend, it was made of Shura’s skull and spine. How could it be shattered like this?

"Pfft!"

Then there was a flash of sword light, and under the shocked eyes of countless people, the host's body was suddenly divided into two parts.

…

boom! boom!

At this moment, the world that had originally stopped resumed operation at this moment.

But at this moment, Chu Jingtian's complexion suddenly turned pale, and his aura was extremely low.

After all, it is the eighth-level Lingxiao Sword.

It has transcended the existence of the immortal martial world. It is like a bottomless pit. If you want to drive it, you must use the corresponding power. Just the previous blow almost emptied out 70% of the power in his body.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground woke everyone up from the shock.

Everyone looked at this in disbelief.

The chief abbot of Shura Temple was actually killed? And this is simply impossible when using the Shura Demonic Pestle!

"Let's take action together!"

Li Feiying's eyes narrowed.

He immediately felt a strange light falling on him,

Suddenly he shouted loudly.

At this time, everyone turned their attention to Chu Jingtian.

Only then did he notice Chu Jingtian's pale complexion.

"He can't last much longer!"

"The previous blow was too damaging to him!"

"He can't use the previous attack again!"

People from the eight sects and thirteen sects suddenly shouted loudly and rushed towards Chu Jingtian.

However, Chu Jingtian just waved his right hand.

"cut!"

Bah!

The Lingxiao Sword brought up a sword light that was hundreds of meters long and swept away immediately.

"ah!"

Immediately, the demon warriors who rushed forward didn't even have time to scream, but they found that their bodies had been split into two and chopped into two pieces.

"idiot!"

Chu Jingtian snorted coldly.

The previous attack did cause serious damage, but it was against Shura's Subduing Demonic Pestle. If you just activate the Lingxiao Sword, you can barely support it.

In an instant.

Almost all the people from the eight sects and thirteen sects died at this moment.

But in an instant, there were only a few hundred people in the field.

"Chu Jingtian, you and I are irreconcilable!"

Li Feiying's eyes were about to split.

In this battle, he originally thought he was a sure winner. He brought his disciples and son here, but was killed by Chu Jingtian indiscriminately with his sword. How could he not hate them?

"A long journey ahead!"

Li Feiying roared and let out a loud roar. The boundless true energy in his body surged and surged out like a spring, and outside his body, it transformed into a golden-winged roc with incomparable power.

This roc looks even more powerful than Netherworld Bifang, and when its wings are spread out, it even covers the void.

"Groan!"

At this moment, a sharp cry echoed through the void.

All he saw was Li Feiying's mouth opened wide, as if he was swallowing the sky and the earth, as if he wanted to engulf Chu Jingtian.

"die!"

Chu Jingtian's eyes were stern, showing no fear at all.

A wave of his right hand.

Boom!

The Lingxiao sword struck down in the air.

Under Li Feiying's disbelieving gaze, Ling Xiaojian ignored the feathers he had transformed with his true energy, and directly penetrated his body and struck at his soul.

"No!"

Li Feiying let out an earth-shattering scream.

At this moment, he no longer had the slightest thought of resisting. He spread his wings and quickly retreated backwards.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he compare to Lingxiao Sword?

Suddenly, the golden-winged roc outside Li Feiying was torn apart on the spot. Immediately afterwards, Li Feiying lost the support of his strength and suddenly fell from mid-air.

"Crack!"

The corpse, cut in half, fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a bloody dust.

The Lingxiao Sword, on the other hand, turned in mid-air, turned into a ray of silver light, flew back towards Chu Jingtian, and was swallowed into his mouth in an instant.

call--

At this time, a strong wind blew.

The blow made Chu Jingtian's long hair fly up, his clothes and clothes flew, and he made a hunting sound.

The survivors present felt as if their entire bodies were frozen at this moment.

"died?"

"Thirteen talkers in Taihang Mountain?"

"Master of Shura Temple!"

"The President of the Flying Eagle Society..."

These people are not inferior to Peng Tianhao in the Demon Sect, and now they are killed like this?

Not to mention, there are also existences such as the Eight Sects and Thirteen Sects.

Now it's almost like the entire army has been wiped out.

This is too scary!

Everyone was thinking in their hearts and looked towards the young man in front of them. I saw that after the other party swallowed the silver light, he didn't stop at all. Instead, he summoned Netherworld Bifang and sat on it directly.

"Want to leave?"

Seeing Chu Jingtian's actions, everyone was stunned.

However, just when this idea arose in their minds, they saw Chu Jingtian sitting on Youming Bifang's back. He suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked towards their position.

Hiss!

At this moment, everyone hiding in the dark shivered, and they felt as if their bodies and souls were completely frozen at this moment. At this moment, everyone felt even more sad about the death of a rabbit or a fox.

Even beings like Li Feiying and the Chief Master of Shuluo Temple couldn't deal with Chu Jingtian, so how could they?

‘Does the other party want to kill them all? ’

Many people are even filled with despair.

If Chu Jingzhen really wanted to take action, they might even have no hope of escaping.

At this moment, countless thoughts surged through their minds. The glory, wealth, power and power were just passing clouds, as long as they could survive.

Just when everyone thought Chu Jingtian was about to take action, they saw the other party quietly retracting his gaze, and Netherworld Bifang also flapped his wings and flew leisurely into the distance.

"Finally survived!"

Seeing this scene, everyone could not help but have such an idea in their minds. When he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

They knew in their hearts that it was not that Chu Jingtian changed his mind that prevented him from killing them, but that they were too weak to let Chu Jingtian take action.

"I will never get involved in this matter again!"

Looking at the retreating figure, countless people were thinking secretly.

At the same time, the entire Demon Sect was shocked again. Taixu Saint Ancestor