Chapter 1375 Tongtian Cultivation

The two major Yuan Saint Realm ghosts of the Demon Jue Sect directly blocked the space around the Shura Saint.

At the same time, the space was squeezing wildly, not giving Shura Saint any chance to breathe. The Demon Jing even punched it, which would inevitably erase the Shura Saint who had come out of the way.

The Demon Jing's punch came fiercely. Once it hit the Shura Saint, even if he was a semi-saint ghost, he would probably have to be wiped out.

But just as Demon Jing's punch was about to hit the Saint Shura, a more powerful space force suddenly appeared, directly shattering the space blockade of Demon Jing and others.

Demon Jing was shocked and looked around: "Who!"

A strong voice resounded throughout the sky: "I didn't expect that there would be remnants of the Demon Gathering Sect in Tianlong Mountain."

The voice was like an emperor in the Heavenly Palace, with an unparalleled domineering aura. When the Demon Jing heard this sound, it was like a mouse meeting a cat, and he shouted in dismay: "Jin Nantian?"

"Jin Nantian?"

At this moment, even Xuan Yu and others looked forward in shock.

Especially Ji Chen, this name has a special meaning to him. This is his most shining ancestor of the Ji clan, a man who once stood at the top of the Shenyuan Continent, and a man whose cultivation level has reached the peak of Yuansheng Realm!

No matter which name it is, it is enough to shake the mountains and rivers.

Just as Ji Chen's blood was surging, the sky ahead suddenly twisted, and then a middle-aged man in a blue gown appeared.

This middle-aged man doesn't look very handsome, with square face and tough facial features. He has a few traces of white hair between his temples. He carries his hands and looks down at the two of Mo Jings from a high place.

"Really... is this really Ji Nantian?" Mo Jingdan'er was almost scared.

Another powerful man from the Demon Gathering Sect said: "No... something is wrong. Ji Nantian's cultivation is too high. He is limited by this space and can only be out of seclusion once in ten years. Now that he has not arrived for ten years, the visitor must be just a clone."

The Demon Jing also quickly reacted and became tough in his words: "Yes! It's just a clone. If I came, maybe I would be afraid of it, but a clone is really not worth mentioning."

It is impossible to scare the two of them away with a clone.

Ji Nantian chuckled when he heard this: "You two are indeed a little bit wise, but do you really think your clones can do nothing to you?"

After saying that, Ji Nantian suddenly pinched the two of them.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be trembling, as if Ji Nantian was willing to punch out, even this space would bow down and surrender.

Feeling the terrifying space fluctuations around, the two of Demon Jing ran away with their legs. They knew that they were wrong, and even a clone was not something they could compete with.

The two of them were just a period of cultivation in the Yuansheng Realm, while Ji Nantian was a strong man in the peak Yuansheng Realm, and he was only one step away from the legendary Yuanshen. Such a strong man, even his clone, could not be defeated by him.

At this moment, you can only run, the faster you run, the better!

But the two of them ran fast, and Ji Nantian's space blockade was faster, and they caught up with them almost instantly. Then the space was directly hit by Ji Nantian's clone's palm, and the crack devoured everything.

The two demons were sucked into it in an instant, and died of miserable death without even screaming.

However, the two of them, Lingxue Young Master, ran very fast, and Ji Nantian just glanced at them indifferently. For Ji Nantian, an ant like Lingxue Young Master is not worthy of his own killing.

The entire Tianlong Mountain was disturbed by Ji Nantian's move. Many ghosts woke up from their sleep and were about to curse, but suddenly they caught a glimpse of Ji Nantian's figure.

At this moment, all the powerful men who usually acted as a mighty man in Tianlong Mountain shut up and then entered their graves without saying a word.

Some ghosts cursed angrily: "That damn bastard has provoked this big Buddha? I must tear him when I meet him!"

"It's over. This big Buddha has awakened. Tianlong Mountain is about to usher in a massacre again. This great god will kill us if he is unhappy."

The Shura Saint was most grateful at this moment. Fortunately, he tried his best to protect Ji Chen and others before. Otherwise, if they were damaged, not only Mo Jing and others would die, but he might also die!

He solved the Demon Jing and the others casually. Ji Nantian then looked at Xuan Yu and others. Of course, Ji Nantian's eyes skipped directly over the middle-aged man and locked on Ji Chen.

Feeling Ji Nantian's eyes, Ji Chen's bloodline began to boil, the clan pattern between his eyebrows became more and more obvious, and there was an inexplicable touch, as if he finally found his own support after walking alone, and this was the strongest support!

Holding the touch in his heart, Ji Chen looked at Ji Nantian's pupils like ink.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then Ji Nantian smiled: "I, Ji clan... I have finally come for so many years."

Ji Nantian's voice was filled with a hint of relief and a hint of sadness.

I feel relieved, and it is finally someone who comes, but it takes so long for someone to be sad.

Ji Chen gritted his teeth and immediately performed the most solemn gift of the Ji clan, crawled on the ground, and said respectfully: "Subordinate Ji Chen, come to your ancestors."

Ji Nantian smiled slightly: "Ji Chen? Good name! I felt you from the moment you entered Tianlong Mountain. You performed very well along the way."

Ji Chen was flattered and was extremely difficult to be praised by Ji Nantian.

At this time, the few people from the Xuan clan also saluted respectfully, and Xuan Yu said, "My younger brother Xuan Yu, I have met Senior Ji Nantian."

Qing'er, Xuan Yi and others also took turns to salute.

Ji Nantian looked at everyone and said, "Are you from the Xuan clan? You don't seem to be following the promises that year."

Hearing this, Xuan Yu and others sweated heavily: "Senior, my Xuan clan has indeed changed a little, but the patriarch of the clan still abides by the agreement that year."

Ji Nantian did not make much trouble, but looked at Qing'er and said, "Your bloodline... is very similar to Xuan Jue."

Qing'er said respectfully: "Senior Qi, Xuan Jue is my father."

Ji Nantian said in surprise: "It turns out it's your father. No wonder he can have such a terrifying soul bloodline, but in the end it still makes me cheaper than me."

With Ji Nantian's eyesight, he naturally knew that Ji Chen and Qing'er had a brilliant relationship.

Qing'er also heard what Ji Nantian meant, and her face turned slightly red immediately. Moreover, Ji Nantian was Ji Chen's ancestor, which made Qing'er respect even more.

After saying that, Ji Nantian looked at the Shura Saint: "You go back. You will be absolutely safe in Tianlong Mountain in the future, and no one dares to touch you."

The Shura Saint was ecstatic: "Thank you, Senior Ji Nantian, I will leave!"

Then the Shura Saint clasped his fists at Ji Chen and others, and then disappeared quickly.

In Tianlong Mountain, many ghosts are stronger than Shura Saints, and they will even swallow weak ghosts to increase their own strength. Semi-saint realm such as Shura Saints is the best goal.

But now with Ji Nantian’s words, the Shura Saint will be worry-free in the future.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!