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Chapter 724 Surrender or Die!

"Come here, die!"

Ling Jianchen had a long sword, and his sharp blade pointed at the medicine farmers in southern Xinjiang, shouting with a cold expression.

The one who had previously sacrificed and refined the Burning Heavenly God Furnace and wanted to refine Luo Ziyi and Niang were the medicine farmer in front of him. The dignified half-step divine realm powerhouse, Ru Ling Jianchen, had never gained the heart of the Immortal Emperor and had never broken through to the ninth level of the Martial Emperor.

Luo Ziyi and the fetus in her womb have long been reduced to human pills.

I got into this old man's stomach.

Faced with this murderer who almost killed his wife and children, how could Ling Jianchen have a slight reason? Only with his blood and life can the anger and cold murderous intent in Ling Jianchen's heart be calmed down.

"Um?"

The medicinal farmers in southern Xinjiang were stunned.

He was indeed a little surprised and surprised by Ling Jianchen's ability to kill Emperor Tianwu.

but……

But he didn't think Ling Jianchen had the capital to provoke him.

after all.

The gap between the Ninth Level of the Martial Emperor and the Half-Step Divine Realm was like heaven and earth. A ferocious and contemptuous smile appeared on his face: "It's ridiculous, really ridiculous. Ling Jianchen, who gave you the courage to openly provoke me?"

His figure slowly rose up.

A swelling and endless turbulent aura emanated from his body, and the big drum behind him flew freely and fell into his hands.

The medicine farmer held the big drum in his hand and stared at Ling Jianchen with cold eyes: "Ling Jianchen, there are many people in this world who are ignorant of life and death, always provoking some existences that they cannot reach. Just like fireflies trying to compete with the bright moon, like an ant trying to shake the sky... Today, I will let you know how small you are!"

The power of the divine realm cannot be humiliated.

Although he is not a divine realm, in the heavenly spirit realm, the half-step divine realm is already the one who stands at the top of the pyramid of force.

"All of a sudden burst!"

The medicine farmer suddenly clapped the big drum in his hand, and a muffled sound spread throughout the world.

Ling Jianchen's pupils shrank slightly, and the ground under his feet cracked open, and a huge crack was pitch black and bottomless. In the black crack, cold bone claws grabbed him.

The Broken Sky Sword swept across the thousands of troops and cut off the sharp claws of white bones.

Without any hesitation, his body jumped up. With a blink of an eye, Ling Jianchen's body had already risen into the air and appeared in the air in an instant.

"The two drums shake the sky!"

The medicinal farmer's face was still cold, and he clapped the drum in his hand again, and the sound of dong dong was endless.

The wind and clouds between heaven and earth change color.

The wind is howling and the black clouds are pressing against each other, just like the end of the world.

The void where Ling Jianchen was located became the core of this turmoil. The terrifying storm condensed into a huge black vortex. The vortex was dark, as if leading to Jiuyou, and there were terrifying and deafening roars coming.

These low roars can shock people.

If a person with a weak mind and unstable spirit will lose consciousness under this roar and become a puppet controlled by the medicine farmers. Life and death are all in the thoughts of the medicine farmers.

However……

Ling Jianchen's soul is extremely powerful.

Even the souls of ordinary divine masters cannot be compared with them.

Those low roars did not have any effect on him at all. They looked at the vortex with a cold face and smiled coldly. "I want to shake my mind too? Break it for me!"

Swish!

In the sea of ​​souls, the majestic soul only shook slightly, causing the magical sound to shatter and dissipate invisible.

Wow!

A pale appeared on the face of the medicine farmer, and a wisp of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes flashed with a terrifying and suspicious light, and he looked at Ling Jianchen in disbelief: "How is it possible? You are just the ninth level of the Martial Emperor, why is your soul stronger than me?"

His soul has reached the half-step divine realm. As long as he goes further, he can enter the divine realm.

but……

Facing Ling Jianchen's soul, he felt deeply desperate and powerless.

Ling Jianchen sneered: "Go to hell and hear about the King of Hell!"

His figure was like a dragon swimming in the sea, changing rapidly, constantly changing his position. His speed was extremely fast, making even the afterimage invisible. Even the medicine farmer, as a half-step divine realm powerhouse, could only vaguely detect Ling Jianchen's traces.

"Little bastard, this is what you forced me..."

The medicine farmer had a ferocious face, and suddenly bit his tongue, and the hot blood filled his entire mouth along the tip of his tongue. He squirted out the blood and landed on the big drum. His pale face became ferocious and colder, and he growled, "Three drums destroyed the gods!"

Cracking the ground in one go.

The second drum shook the sky.

The Three Drums destroy the God.

This is the strongest natal martial arts of the medicinal farmers. This is a divine skill that surpasses the level of the heavenly level and is already at the level of the gods. Especially the third style, the Three Drums Destroy God. Once it is used, a series of dull sounds suddenly echoed between the world.

The muffled sound was overwhelming, making people unable to tell where it came from.

It seemed like everything was everywhere.

Amidst loud noises.

Countless strong men on the Peak of Heaven covered their heads, and extremely painful expressions appeared on their faces. Some of the strong men could not resist them. They turned their eyes and their souls were destroyed, and their anger was extinguished.

"Ling Jianchen, even a real master of the divine realm can't stop me from this move. You're dead!" The medicine farmer laughed, and the speed of hitting the drum with his palms was getting faster and faster.

The drums were booming, and they were getting louder and louder.

Waves of soul impact came like rolling waves.

The ice coffin of the Arctic Zombie Ancestor was filled with a layer of black air flowing, surrounding it in circles, resisting the impact of the soul. There was a hint of solemnity in the cold voice: "No wonder this old guy dared to be the number one alchemist in the Heavenly Spirit World. Unexpectedly, his spiritual attainment had reached this level. It seems that among the three of us, he is the closest to the divine realm!"

"Hmph, so what? Even if he is promoted to the divine realm, I am not afraid of him!" Xuanwu's eyes were filled with thick disdain and fighting spirit.

He is an ancient beast.

Defense and physical strength are his most proud.

Although he is only half a step into the divine realm, even if he faces a real divine realm master, he is confident that he can save his life, so he is so confident!

The Arctic Zombie Ancestor did not sarcastically, but said: "This Ling Jianchen is only the ninth level of Emperor Wu, and he can force the medicine farmer to use this strongest attack. The qi and blood in his body must be a great replenishment. Don't snatch it with me later!"

"I only eat meat and drink blood. You zombies make it!" Xuanwu said contemptuously.

However……

Before the two finished speaking, they heard a crisp sound, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Click!

Click!

Scratch...

This was the sound of the wood exploding. Everyone looked at it and saw cracks appearing on the big drum. As the medicinal farmers continued to slap the big drum, the cracks on it became more and more and bigger.

Until there was a loud bang.

The whole drum burst with a loud bang.

Wow……

The medicine farmers blew blood and were blown away in the shock wave caused by the explosion of the drum.

"The medicine farmers failed?"

“What the hell happened?”

Everyone looked confused.

Until then...

Ling Jianchen, who was in the core of countless souls, gradually became transparent until he completely disappeared. This was just a afterimage!
Chapter completed!
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