This smile was nothing strange to Jian Yi and the others, they were already used to it.
However, to the elders, Cang Zheng, and several other great venerables from previous generations, it was like the smile of a devil, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts!
"Don't worry, Commander. If we can't deal with this old dog even with the Holy Soldiers, the three of us brothers will commit suicide on the spot today." Jian Yi was filled with heroic spirit and confidence. He looked at his two brothers, stepped on the void, and soared into the sky with the Holy Soldiers on his head!
"So what even if he is a half-step unparalleled warrior? Big brother and third brother, let's kill him!" Jian Er roared, his voice like a loud bell, shaking the mountains and rivers!
At this moment, the three men had no distracting thoughts in their minds except fighting. Not having a real battle with the Buddha, the One-Armed Man, and the Devil-Seeing Ghost in the Gutuo Temple was their biggest regret. Today, no matter what, they had to have a good fight.
"Old dog, if you have the guts, come with us to fight in the Ninth Heaven, haha..."
Jian San laughed loudly towards the sky, and together with Jian Yi, they transformed into three sky-destroying swords, rushing straight into the sky. The sharp edges were overwhelming and terrifying. The void was like a mirror and was instantly chopped into pieces by the endless sword light!
"Just what I want."
The great venerable of the previous generation smiled faintly. He had deployed peerless magical powers in the sky, which would be of great benefit to him without any harm. Moreover, as long as he could tie up these three people and the holy soldiers, it would be easy for him to destroy Wutan with his brothers and sisters.
"I'll leave Wu Tian to you. Remember not to underestimate the enemy."
The previous great venerable transmitted a message, gave instructions, and his figure swayed. At the same time, he waved his hand. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a huge and ferocious beast roared out and pounced towards Jian Yi and the other two!
“Don’t use such a petty trick to embarrass yourself.” Jian Yi said disdainfully, and the sword above his head slashed into the air. The sword light shot up into the sky, and the sword edge shattered the sky. The ferocious beast was chopped into pieces in an instant, and even a large area of the dark clouds above were chopped into pieces!
"Disintegrate!"
Jian Er and Jian San roared at the same time, and millions of sword energies burst out of their bodies. The dark clouds and the void collapsed one after another, and a huge space crack appeared. The dark clouds from all directions rushed in like a wave!
The three of them were not fools. They could tell at a glance that there was something strange about the dark cloud, so they defeated it in advance!
"Don't waste your time. As long as I don't want to, no one can make the evil cloud disappear."
In the void ahead, the figure of the previous great master appeared, standing on a black cloud, with his hands behind his back. He looked calm and did not make any movements. The demonic clouds that were sucked into the space cracks surged out on their own and gathered above his head, surging and rolling non-stop!
“Under the Holy Soldiers, everything is just a piece of shit, shattered with a wave of the hand!” Jian San and the other two had cold expressions on their faces, and the power of gold surged. With a clang, the Holy Soldiers revived, collapsing the void and exerting their might over an area of 100,000 miles in radius!
"It is a waste of rare treasures to have the holy weapons in your hands. It is better to give them to me so that I can suppress you without any effort!" The contemporary great venerable shook his head with full of sarcasm. The devil cloud above his head surged with anger, and a dark halberd appeared. With the black light flashing, he roamed between heaven and earth with the halberd in his hand. His divine power was unstoppable and terrifying!
With a clang, sparks flew, the sky collapsed, and the sound of metal tore everything apart. If this blow happened on the ground, half of the Shura Palace would be razed to the ground in an instant!
"Holy Soldier?" Jian Yi frowned.
The former great venerable shook his head and said disdainfully: "It is not a holy weapon, but a supreme magical power. Although its power is much inferior to that of a holy weapon, I am strong enough and can fully compete with you in terms of combat power. By the way, why should I explain so much? The magical power is too far away for you. Perhaps you will never have the chance to possess it in your lifetime."
"I hope you can be proud to the end, and the hand of God can transform everything!"
The three people's eyes flickered, and the hand of the god suddenly enlarged and grabbed in the air. A horrifying suction force suddenly appeared, and a large piece of the sky was sucked into pieces. It was shocking!
"useless!"
The previous great venerable did not hide his mocking expression, and as his figure retreated violently, his big hand loosened, and the halberd was directly sucked over and turned into a magic cloud. The next moment, his expression suddenly froze, because he found that the magic cloud transformed from the halberd had disappeared!
"How can it be?"
His eyes were wide open, filled with shock and horror. The magical power of the surging demonic cloud could be said to be his greatest reliance. Over thousands of years, after countless fierce battles, no one had been able to make the demonic cloud disappear!
The most important thing is that the magical talisman of Demon Cloud will transform into Demon Cloud when this move is performed. To put it simply, the Demon Cloud is the magical talisman. The disappearance of the Demon Cloud means the disappearance of the magical talisman!
"How ridiculous! Someone who has never possessed a Holy Weapon dares to talk about the power of a Holy Weapon. To tell you the truth, a Holy Weapon is different from an Imperial Weapon. It already possesses preliminary intelligence. What you said just now has angered the Hand of God. Be prepared to bear its wrath!" Jian Yi said coldly.
The left and right hands of the god are combined into one and can be promoted to a holy weapon, which is called the Hand of the God. It also unlocks the special power of the Hand of the God, which is the art of engulfing magical powers.
In fact, it was also the fault of the previous great master. The hand of the gods could only swallow up the magical powers that were displayed, not even the magical talismans. If the magical talismans of the previous great master had not turned into magic clouds, he would not have lost this magical power at all.
Upon learning of this result, the great venerable of the previous generation had a gloomy face. To create a supernatural power, one must meditate on it for at least a thousand years if one is gifted. Even if one inherits a supernatural power from one's ancestors, it will take several years to comprehend it. This shows how difficult it is to master a supernatural power.
The Demonic Cloud was created by the previous great master, who spent 1,300 years on it. However, it was instantly swallowed up by the hands of the gods and disappeared into thin air. The anger in his heart erupted like magma deep underground!
"I advise you to surrender! The power of the Hand of God is not something you can resist." Jian Yi smiled coldly and glanced at Jian Er and Jian San. The three of them moved their minds at the same time. The Hand of God crossed the void, and its holy power was overwhelming, and it went to capture the great master of the previous generation.
The former great master who had lost his supernatural powers was like a tiger that had lost its fangs. He was no longer as brave and arrogant as before, but his fighting power was undeniable. Although he was defeated for a while in his fight with the Hand of God, it would be difficult to capture him in a short time.
"It's all the fault of the legion commander. This kind of person can be killed directly. Why keep him alive?" Jian San complained. If he had to capture the previous great master alive, he might have blasted him into meat scraps.
"Don't be distracted. The elemental power required by the Holy Soldier is too huge. If we don't capture him as soon as possible, we may be the ones who are defeated in the end." Jian San said in a deep voice: "Brother, you stay to control the Hand of God. Second brother and I will assist you and quickly capture him!"
The battle started in the nine heavens, and outside the Palace Master's Hall, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and a war was about to break out!
“Wutian, as the master of a branch of Shura Palace, you should know better than anyone else. The status of our previous venerable masters is not something you can compare to. I hope you can turn back and we can still let you go.” A woman in black stepped forward, with overwhelming pressure, causing the two ghosts to spurt blood on the spot!
This person was the second venerable of the previous generation, named Cang Muxue. He entered the half-step unparalleled stage a thousand years ago and was extremely terrifying!
Without the help of Jian Yi and the other two, the ghosts and demons would not be able to withstand Cang Muxue's pressure with their strength, but the two did not retreat at all. Their momentum reached its peak, and they spared no effort to withstand all the pressure and not let the twenty elders feel threatened at all.
"My two lords, please let go! Don't hurt yourself for us. The worst that can happen is we can just kneel down." The Great Elder couldn't bear it and tried to persuade them.
"The commander of the army once said that in life one should only kneel to one's parents, not to heaven or earth. What qualifications do they have to make you kneel? Have some backbone." The ghost demon shouted, her jade-like face covered with frost, her eyes were frighteningly cold!
"You still don't know how to restrain yourself and are still relying on your age to bully others." Upon seeing this scene, a frightening cold light flashed in Wutan's eyes. He exerted force with his big hand and Duan Qijun's thigh was torn off alive again!
"It hurts! Wutan, please kill me!" Duan Qijun wailed continuously, tears coming out of his eyes due to the pain.
Cang Muxue's face darkened and he shouted, "Don't be ungrateful..."
"ah… "
Before he could finish his words, another howl was heard. Wutan tore off Duan Qijun's other thigh alive. The blood had already soaked the ground, and the smell of blood was extremely pungent!
"The arms and legs are gone. What's next? The soul or the head? You tell me." Stepping on Duan Qijun's roaring mouth, Wutan looked at the great masters and smiled.
"Wujit, please stop. I am willing to surrender, I really am willing to surrender. I only ask you to spare my brother's life." Duan Qili, one of the three great venerables of the previous generation, could no longer remain calm when he saw Wujit's devilish smile. He hurriedly restrained his breath and begged.
"Then relax your mind and sign a soul contract with me." Wutan smiled, and a milky white seal suddenly rose into the air and flew towards Duan Qili.
"Okay, I'm willing, and I hope you can keep your word." In order to save his brother, Duan Qili has already given it his all.
"Third brother..."
Cang Muxue was about to say something when Duan Qili shouted, "Shut up! You all care about face and dignity, but have you ever thought that my brother also has dignity? Now that he has been humiliated in public by Wu Tian, how can he have the face to stay in Shura Palace in the future?"
"What's more, after Wujitiao destroys my brother's soul, even if you kill him, my brother cannot be resurrected. In order to save him, I am willing to surrender and will never regret it in this life!" Duan Qili said, closed his eyes, and waited for the seal to come.
With a whoosh, the milky white seal instantly fell onto his crown. Cang Muxue and others were too late to stop it, and the soul contract was thus quickly completed.
Immediately afterwards, another seal rushed out and merged into Duan Qijun's crown. The latter had already been exhausted physically and mentally, and even had the desire to die, so how could he resist? Wutan completed the contract easily.
Wutan nodded with satisfaction. Although Duan Qijun deserved a beating, his terrifying strength was there. Even Jian Yi and his five men could not defeat him. He was still a powerful helper. How could he let him die or become disabled so easily!
(End of this chapter)