When the fist was swung, a stream of blood energy gathered in the sky above the abyss, and a hurricane formed with the punch, and they rushed forward together.
boom!
A punch burst out with terrifying blood energy, and a sticky sense of invasion suddenly appeared around everyone. The blood energy continued to erode everyone's body and consume power. At the same time, there was an extremely fierce force in the center of the fist.
, stronger than any other blow, it seemed to burst the sky.
Chen Zongli's expression changed. Under this power, he discovered something even more terrifying. The oncoming fist was actually more powerful than his Hundred Killing Shadow Fist.
What's even more shocking is that the aura of the person who punched suddenly changes, breaking through again!
The soul moves to the ninth level!
Chen Zongli's eyes flashed with horror. When he punched, the opponent broke through, and when the opponent counterattacked, he broke through again. In the blink of an eye, he broke through two levels in a row. Even they, who were once the strongest, could not
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Could it be that there is some mysterious power generated between the divine blood and the Dragon Ancestor bloodline, otherwise why would this happen?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and in an instant, Ling Tian's fists swept over him.
boom!
The fist shadow transformed by the Hundred Killing Divine Shadow Fist collided with the bloody fist wind in an instant, and the terrifying power swept out like a flash flood. The black fist shadows were swallowed up by the bloody hurricane. After a moment, they dissipated completely.
The ones that were blasted to pieces disappeared without a trace between heaven and earth.
In an instant, Chen Zongli's expression became extremely ugly, and a golden figure was reflected in his pupils. Before he could react, Ling Tian stepped forward as if there was nothing from a hundred feet away.
As fast as lightning, the fist as heavy as a thousand pounds hit Chen Zongli's chest hard.
The thick blood energy suddenly merged into his body-protecting energy, and the infinite corrosive power was fully revealed. Soon, his circulation was filled with violent blood energy, and after a while, it invaded the sea of air and blocked all his strength.
However, in an instant, Chen Zongli's true energy could no longer be sustained, and all the defenses around his body were dissipated. Ling Tian's fist force hit his body, and he could no longer resist, turning into an afterimage and flying out.
In the air, Chen Zongli spurted blood wildly, and his breath disappeared. When the power of the original divine blood invaded his heart, he lost his breath, fell from the air, fell into the abyss and disappeared without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, no one reacted. The scene in front of them was too horrifying to believe.
died!
Chen Zongli is dead!
And he died so mysteriously!
Anyone who sees it will find it incredible.
"This...what is going on!"
"Chen Zongli, the right-hand man of Saint Tiancang, how is this possible!"
"One move, is it one move? Is this a defeat?"
Everyone screamed in terror, spreading like a wave. Those resurrected people were once strong, but they didn't understand what was happening in front of them.
Saint Tiancang's face also changed drastically. For the first time, he saw clear shock and horror on Tuyou's arrogant face. This face was really rare.
"Little beast, what methods did you use!"
The Saint of Heaven roared angrily again and again, as if he was crazy.
Chen Zongli followed him back then, and his strength was extremely terrifying. Among this group of people, he was the first to break through the shackles and return to the ninth level of the spiritual realm. They only need to unlock the seal and return to the upper realm before they can start again.
But now, his followers are falling before his eyes, how can he not be angry!
The Heavenly Sage's eyes were filled with hatred and hatred, and he cast his gaze on Ling Tian without any hesitation.
Ling Tian sneered, twisted his neck, and shook his arms. Even when facing the Saint of Heaven who was on the verge of madness, he had no fear.
"Why use tactics when you are a vulnerable opponent."
Ling Tian's tone was light, as if he had trampled an ant to death with disdain.
"You are so arrogant and seeking death!"
Saint Tiancang's face became even more angry. No one had ever spoken to him like this before. He could crush ant-like monks with just a wave of his hand.
"Looking for death? You will pay back a hundredfold for the blood I shed!"
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand, and his breath surged crazily.
Seeing the sudden violence of the other party, Saint Tiancang did not take action. He had not yet found out how Chen Zongli died violently. Even in his anger, he was patient and never acted rashly.
It was too difficult to lift the seal and resurrect, and he would not take any risks.
With a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Saint's killing sound echoed throughout the world, "Come on, surround him and beat him to death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of figures soared into the sky from all around, and screams broke through the air, sweeping towards Ling Tian above the abyss.
Not long after these cultivators were resurrected, their strength has not yet been fully restored, but their realm cannot be underestimated. They are all above the spiritual realm. At this moment, densely packed terrifying forces suppressed them, using all their strength.
Ling Tian, who was at the center of the offensive, naturally felt the pressure of the overthrow. He raised his hand, and the blood from the sky gathered in his palm. He turned his hand and pressed it, and a hurricane swept out, rushing towards the endless abyss below.
The next moment, the dragon roared in the abyss, and the holy sound lingered between heaven and earth. It was actually wrapped in the boundless power of the original law and penetrated everyone's eardrums.
"Original power, how is it possible!"
Saint Tiancang was not shocked at this moment, but stood blankly on the spot, his mind a little confused.
He found that the power in his body had a faint urge to burst out of his body, which was obviously caused by the inspired dragon's roar.
Faced with the terrifying situation in front of him, after much thought, he could only think of one possibility. This half-demon body not only swallowed the original divine blood, but could also use the power of the divine blood.
But the power of the bloodline that remains in the world will only be extremely thin. As for the original power, these bloodlines will only be swallowed up. How can it be allowed to be mobilized, how can it be succumbed at will?
This is incredible!
Just when the Saint of Heaven was standing still, a boundless curtain of light descended from the sky and fell on Ling Tian, followed by an aura of endless fear.
In the abyss, blood light burst out, and a bloody dragon shadow crawled at Ling Tian's feet, lifting him up.
Golden scales covered his body, and Ling Tian's slender and proud figure stepped on the dragon's head. From a distance, the extremely sacred dragon seemed to be his mount, infinitely humble.
At this moment, the monks who were besieging him were already within a hundred feet of him. He gently raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Bang!
There was a soft sound, and the group of monks exploded in the air and died, turning into clouds of blood mist. No bones were left on the spot.
Ling Tian raised his eyes, glanced around, raised a cruel smile on his lips, and said softly: "This is not enough."
Another snap of fingers appeared.
Those thousands of resurrected monks all turned into blood mist in an instant.
The air was suddenly filled with a horrible fishy smell, which made people change their color and make them feel cold.
Roar!
The giant bloody dragon holding up Ling Tian raised its head slightly, and landed on the Cang Cang Saint as if it had spiritual consciousness.