When he raised his hand in horror, he was like an ancient god falling into his palm. A wave of visible ripples swept out rapidly, shocking like thunder, like thousands of troops, facing the attack of the demon dragon group with a powerful force.

The attacks of the demon dragon group were like the sea of ​​wrath that swept across the heaven and earth, vast and powerful enough to drown everything.

As a result, under Chu Jingtian's palm, it seemed as if it had hit a reef. All the attacks were shattered in an instant. They were like bubbles, shattered.

"How is that possible?"

Flying in the front, the angry black-scale demon dragon closed its eyes.

Without any hesitation, he quickly danced his wings, his body tumbling up, avoiding Haoran's palm.

But the four-winged snake followed closely behind the black-scaled demon dragon but did not have time to dodge.

This four-winged snake is 120 feet long, with its wings spreading over the sky and the earth, its head is full of horns, its body is full of green scales without claws, and its fangs are revealed, which is extremely cruel. It reaches the middle stage of the eighth realm, and it is only one step away from reaching the peak of the eighth realm.

As a result, under this palm, it seemed like it was hit by a ten thousand-strong mountain peak, and the muscles and bones in their bodies burst open on the spot. They were like dead wood branches under a flood, without any resistance.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, they were blown into a piece of meat paste on the spot.

"puff!"

A green dragon did not dodge and was rubbed by this palm.

The wings and half of the body were smashed, and the huge body fell directly from the air. The damaged body could see the internal organs, and it seemed that they could not survive.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

Yu San's palm surged, shaking away several other demon dragons.

In a silence, the three-headed demon dragon fell from the sky uncontrollably.

Huswish!

The aftermath rolls, the dust churned.

At this moment, there was a dead silence in Mingtang Mountain, and everyone was stunned and at a loss.

Zhao Huaide almost glared out his eyes and looked at all this in disbelief. The long sword in Sun Qishan's hand fell to the ground with a "clang" without knowing it.

Master Chai and his disciples were even more shocked.

Only Lu Jianli clapped his hands and shouted:

"Boss, kill these demon dragons and let them know how powerful our underworld is!"

The whole audience was shocked.

It was not until this time that everyone realized that the bronze ghost messenger who had been silent was actually terrifyingly powerful.

The major families in Mingtangshan were even more regretful and even took a look.

Lu Jianli tried his best to invite Chu Jingtian from the underworld, but they chose to ignore it, and instead praised Master Chai to the sky.

"this……"

Even though Master Chai had hundreds of years of qi cultivation, he was so shocked that he couldn't stop talking.

"you……"

A trace of fear emerged in the eyes of the black-scaled demon dragon.

The other party just raised his hand and killed two demon dragons, and seriously injured the three demon dragons. Such power was beyond his imagination. Why did the families in Mingtangshan invite such powerful people?

However, there was no time for him to think about these questions, because he could see that Chu Jingtian had raised his right hand again.

"call!"

It was like a frightened bird. The black-scaled demon dragon flapped its wings and swelled up without any hesitation. The moment he flew into the void, Chu Jingtian's right hand had already fallen like thunder.

"Boom!"

The loud thunder sounded loudly.

A huge palm fell down in the sky.

This palm is hundreds of feet long, even larger than their size. Under this giant palm, these demon dragons should be like mosquitoes and flies, without any resistance.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the three demon dragons who had no time to dodge were directly slapped by this slap and fell directly from the sky to the ground.

"Dong!"

When the palm fell, the entire Mingtang Mountain trembled violently.

Zhao Huaide, Sun Qishan and others felt their feet numb, and they almost jumped up. When the giant palm dissipated, the three demon dragons were crushed and turned into a pool of meat paste, unable to tell the original appearance.

There are only seven demon dragons left in between the twelve moves.

"Wait! Wait!"

Seeing that Chu Jingtian was about to take action again, the black-scaled demon dragon was so scared that it screamed.

"You can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, the White Dragon King will never let you go! The White Dragon King's strength has reached the eighth level. If you kill me, even if you exhaust the Yellow Springs and Biluo, you will never be able to escape death!"

"White Dragon King?"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

Especially Zhao Huaide and others, they looked at Chu Jingtian nervously.

However, Chu Jingtian was not moved at all. Instead, his raised right hand did not slow down at all, but instead suddenly bent forward and held his hand.

"Boom!"

With a burst of explosions, countless strong winds gathered rapidly, forming a huge palm. This palm directly encapsulated the black-scaled demon dragon in it, just like Chu Jingtian, and suddenly raised his hand and clenched it.

This big hand covered the heads of everyone with a total of 3,600 feet, and the cover was like the hands of gods and demons. A huge shadow was cast down and darkness was shrouded.

Including the black-scaled demon dragon, the remaining seven-headed demon dragons are all in this big palm.

"No!"

Feeling the palm gradually bent, the black-scaled demon dragon suddenly let out a shrill roar. He knew that once this giant grasped it, no matter how strong his strength was, it would be shattered under this palm.

He quickly flapped his wings and fled quickly, shouting in horror:

"As long as you let me go, I will leave Mingtang Mountain immediately. I swear that I will never step into Mingtang Mountain again, nor will I take revenge on these families, as long as you can let me go..."

However, Chu Jingtian's handshake speed did not slow down at all.

For these demon dragons, this 3,600-foot-meter giant palm was like an insurmountable sky stream. Even if he flew with all his strength, he could not escape from this big hand.

Seeing that Chu Jingtian had his murderous intentions had been resolved, the black-scale demon dragon face was ashes. At this last moment, he took a deep breath, and all the demonic energy began to flow and turned into a torrent and vomited out:

"The White Dragon King saves me!"

boom!

A huge sound of horror came out wildly, spreading rapidly in all directions with the fluctuations of the real world and the spiritual level. The echoes of the mountain walls were like thunder, shaking and terrifying.

"die!"

However, the moment the sound came out, Chu Jingtian shouted in a deep voice.

The big palm was already quickly put away, and directly held the black-scaled demon dragon and the remaining five or six demon dragons in the palm of their hands. With a crackling sound, blood flowed from the fingers of the giant palm.

The breath is completely cut off!

At this moment, there was a dead silence in Mingtang Mountain.
Chapter completed!