"Dry tongue!"
Wu Tian's temperament changed suddenly, his murderous intent soared wildly, his long hair fluttered in the wind, his face was as cold as ice, like a Shura, without any emotion at all.
"boom"
With one step forward, the earth shook and the mountains trembled. Wujitian approached in an instant, the essence gushed out from his palm, and the void was twisting. Such power made Wang Miao's face change drastically. The strength displayed by the other party was far beyond her original imagination.
“clang!”
A flash of light appeared, and a slender green sword was unsheathed, flashing a brilliant light. It was so sharp that it could cut hair with a single blow. It was obviously a top-grade spiritual weapon.
"Prepare to die. Killing you today will be enough to make me famous!" Holding the spiritual weapon in her hand, she was full of confidence.
In the Hundred Sects Competition, Wutan completed the finals in two breaths and became famous in Qinglong Continent, so Wang Miao wanted to use him as a stepping stone to soar to the sky.
"I'll kill you in one move!"
In terms of arrogance, no one is crazier than Wutan. This statement shocked everyone present, and then most of them expressed disdain. Killing Senior Sister Wang with one move, this bragging is really exaggerated.
Even Longhu was skeptical.
Wang Miao's strength ranks among the top ten in the sect. She is definitely a genius among the younger generation. Moreover, she has a spiritual weapon in her hand, while Wutan is unarmed. It is unrealistic to kill her with one move.
I'm afraid the little guy was the only one at the scene who had no objection.
Wutan's face was indifferent, his essence was surging, and he pushed out his big hand impartially. This move made Lin Shan and Long Hu sweat, and they wanted to speak up to stop him.
However, a scene that shocked them and the entire audience appeared. The spiritual weapon that seemed extremely sharp was as fragile as a dead tree under that big hand. With a clanging sound, it actually broke into several pieces!
The momentum did not stop, it was extremely ferocious, shattering the spiritual weapon. Wutan slapped Wang Miao on the chest with one palm. The palm force was soft, but it was full of penetrating power. His internal organs were shattered in an instant.
Until his death, Wang Miao didn't know how he died. He only felt a powerful force rushing into his body madly, followed by severe pain. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and with a bang, he fell to the ground and died!
"He really did it. He shattered the spirit weapon with one palm and killed Senior Sister Wang. How can his physical body be so strong?!"
This scene made the group of people's scalps tingle. They could shake the spiritual weapon with bare hands without any injury. This kind of body was comparable to that of the relic, or even better.
"Terrible boy!" Long Hu shook his head and laughed. It turned out that he had always underestimated this playmate he had grown up with. He also had a feeling that his real strength was far from that.
"I've grown up and am no longer the naive little kid!" Lin Shan sighed with emotion. The boy who needed protection in the past now possessed a strength that was beyond his reach and he had to look up to him.
Wang Miao was killed with one move. Wutan was as fast as lightning and came to the other side. His essence gushed out and he punched out with both fists. The fist shadows overlapped and muffled groans spread out continuously. The five people vomited blood, broke through the air, and sank into a mountain with a continuous rumbling sound. They died on the spot.
"White-haired Shura, he is a ruthless Shura, everyone run away!"
The crowd was horrified upon seeing this, and panicked. Some even ran headfirst into Wutan. When they raised their heads to see what was going on, they saw two large hands covering them. Then, with a snapping sound, their heads tilted to the side, and they rolled to the ground, with blood foaming from their mouths!
If they worked together and attacked in a group, if the little guy didn't take action, there might be a chance to escape, but the cruel means and ruthless killing had made them completely collapse and despair. They lost the courage to fight and only cared about escaping.
The blood was like a blooming rose, delicate and beautiful, but no one would appreciate it. All they saw was the white figure wandering among the crowd like a ghost, and every time it attacked, a life was taken.
"What on earth has he been through in the past year to have such a ruthless character who treats human life as worthless!"
Long Hu did not make a move, and Lin Shan did not make a move either, because there was no need for them to make a move. They felt melancholy, as if the familiar person seemed so strange at this moment, as if they were seeing him for the first time.
"In the past year or so, the little emperor has experienced a lot of things that you can't imagine."
The little guy only said this sentence, and Lin Shan and the others didn't ask any more questions and just watched quietly.
No one was spared, and they were killed one by one by Wu Tian. However, there was not a drop of blood on his body, his breathing was steady, and he was calm and composed, as if he had done something extremely easy.
"Little guy, it's your turn!"
Hearing this, the little guy took a few steps forward, and a phantom appeared behind him. His wide golden mouth opened, and his long tongue rolled. All the dead people were sucked into the huge mouth. When the beast's shadow disappeared, five blood-colored essences evaporated from his body.
"Uncle Lin, take it quickly to repair your injuries, otherwise you will suffer hidden injuries."
Without waiting for Wutan to speak, Longhu grabbed the essence and put it in Lin Shan's hand.
He also practiced the Soul-Devouring Magic Scripture, although it was only the first level, but these human flesh and blood were of great benefit to him.
"Let's go, the massacre over there is almost over."
The three of them turned around and turned back. All the Huoyun Sect disciples they met along the way were swallowed up by the little guy and refined into blood, flesh and essence. This was a great tonic for the two of them. In the end, Longhu almost broke through to the Hundred Dynasties initial stage, but was forcefully suppressed by him.
Lin Shan had been trapped in a realm for many years, but he finally broke through and became a cultivator in the initial stage of expanding his meridians.
Wutan also understood that, apart from being a little evil, the Soul-Devouring Demonic Book had no side effects on the body, so he felt at ease and let them absorb it.
They swept through all the way without letting any one go, and finally met up with eleven elders. They were all covered in blood and looked murderous, with countless corpses lying everywhere.
"Young Master!"
When they saw Wu Tian, their murderous aura subsided, they bowed respectfully, and then looked at Long Hu and the other two standing beside them, wondering, "Sir, who are they?"
"My friend!" Wu Tian responded calmly, but Long Hu and the others were not so calm. They hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, seniors!"
"Since you are all friends of the young master, there is no need to be polite!" The eleven elders were very kind and smiled at the two of them. They looked exactly like the two of them when they had transformed into Shura and were slaughtering crazily before.
Wu Tian looked around and frowned, "Kill them all?"
"Well, except for Master Huo, Huo Yan and Huo Yunzi, kill them all, leaving no one alive!" One of the elders nodded.
Nodding, Wutan looked up at the sky, where the wind was rolling and the clouds were rolling. The gray air currents were crisscrossing, covering everything and making it impossible to see.
"Are you sure you can destroy the saltpeter?"
Turning his eyes, he saw that inside the blockade, Huo Yan was struggling frantically and roaring angrily, filled with overwhelming hatred and grief. He watched his disciples being slaughtered while he was powerless to do anything. This feeling was even more painful than death.
An old man stepped forward, with a youthful face and white hair, his face full of ruddy glow, and said proudly: "It's just saltpeter, one hand can shock and kill, if the mysterious rosary hadn't appeared before, he would have died long ago!"
This old man was the third elder of Shura Palace. Wutan had met him in Beast King Mountain. His cultivation was at the initial stage of divine transformation. He was very powerful and was more than capable of dealing with the fire and saltpeter of Hundred Dynasties period.
"Okay, go and cripple him and throw him down!" Wutan's eyes gleamed with murderous intent!
The third elder nodded, stomped the ground violently, and turned into a stream of light, penetrating the purple light curtain and entering the prison. After entering, he said nothing and slapped out with his palm. His essence surged, and the place he slapped was exactly the sea of saltpeter's qi.
As long as the Qi Sea is broken, Huo Yan will become a disabled person even if he doesn't die.
Although isolated by the blockade, Wutan and others could not feel the momentum, nor could they hear the sound of gunpowder, but they could clearly see his ferocious and angry appearance, his hoarse voice, and his deep helplessness.
The strong ones in the Divine Transformation Stage are far beyond his ability to contend with.
However, Huoyan did not sit still and wait for death. He dodged and avoided the palm strike, then waved his hand and a small black flag appeared. It swelled against the wind and instantly grew to ten feet. Ghost faces floated on the flag, wronged souls roared, and the air was filled with yin energy, which was extremely creepy!
The Third Elder showed a sarcastic expression on his face, and he stretched out his slightly rough hand and grabbed forward. A huge palm flew into the air and grabbed the black flag. Then he clenched his hand, and the black flag became as fragile as tofu, exploded, and turned into ashes.
The innocent souls inside were also annihilated.
If it were an ordinary spiritual weapon, its destruction would cause basically no harm to the user, but the black flag was refined into a life-saving magic weapon through fire and saltpeter, and it was closely related to the soul. The destruction of the life-saving magic weapon was equivalent to the destruction of half of the soul, causing great trauma to him. A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body swayed, as if he had lost his strength.
The third elder seized the opportunity and rushed forward quickly. The essence surged in his palm and landed directly on Huoxiao's lower abdomen. The powerful force broke into his body and instantly shattered his sea of qi. The essence rioted, like a torrent that had been opened, madly impacting his internal organs.
At this time, Old Twelve above the Nine Heavens seemed to sense the changes here. He flicked his sleeves, the purple light curtain disappeared, and four forbidden talismans broke through the void and fell into his palms.
"ah… "
There was no blockade of the great blockade, and the howling like a pig being slaughtered instantly resounded through the sky. Huoxiao's face was painful and distorted, his body was spasming and trembling, and a large amount of essence spurted out from his pores, turning into a part of the world.
The third elder grabbed the saltpeter, his figure flashed, and he returned to the ground. He twisted the chicken like a chicken and threw it heavily at Wutan's feet. The chicken spurted out blood immediately and looked extremely embarrassed.
"You little bastard, don't be so complacent. One day you will die without a burial place, just like your grandfather and dozens of other villagers in your village. Your souls will be scattered and you will never be reborn." He roared hoarsely, his words extremely vicious.
His body trembled, and Wu Tian's eyes burst into murderous intent. He swung his palm, but suddenly retracted it and sneered: "You want to die, but I won't let you do it."
Bending down, Wu Tian picked up the shattered black flag, lost in thought. There were no more wronged souls on it, as they had been completely destroyed by the Third Elder. However, in a trance, he could still see the wronged souls of dozens of villagers and his grandfather roaring and screaming...
He looked at Longhu and told him everything about how Huoyan had treated the souls of the villagers.
Upon hearing this, Long Hu became furious, his face full of grief.
"Father, mother, and fellow villagers, you died such tragically!" Finally, Longhu howled mournfully to the sky, tears of blood streaming from the corners of his eyes, and then he walked step by step to the side of Huoxiao, his tone so cold and eerie!
"I will make you wish you were dead, but you can't live!"
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