Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Chapter 1207: Appreciation (2)

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Chu Tian smiled.

Luo Hu immediately fell to the ground, and the sword puppets surrounding him screamed in unison. Thousands of sword puppets rose into the sky, bringing with them a cold light and rushing towards the falling clouds in the sky.

The Senluo Sword Formation was shaking violently, and the shadows of ancient swords tore through the void, slashing at the flowing clouds crazily.

Black divine light flew out from the flowing clouds. A heavenly general with at least twelve pairs of black wings growing on his back rushed out expressionlessly. Like a millstone grinding an egg, he punched the sword puppets one by one. Smash them to pieces, or slash them with a sword, cutting large swaths of these sword puppets into wisps of black smoke.

Chu Tian smiled.

The power of this Senluo Sword Formation is extremely powerful, especially when the sword lights overlap together, the power that explodes is even more sensational.

The only flaw is that the strength of these sword puppets is limited. Their strength is at most equivalent to the power of a celestial being, and the material itself is not indestructible. Under the hands of these high-level celestial generals, these sword puppets are really harmonious. It breaks like an egg with the snap of a finger.

Tens of thousands of high-level generals swooped down, causing chaos in the Senluo Sword Formation. Without the protection of the formation, the sword puppets were so fragile that most of them were easily annihilated.

If Luo Hu could stabilize his mind and control the sword formation...

Well, the sword talisman and command flag that controlled the sword formation were in Luo Hu's hands. The problem was that this guy was lying on the ground shivering and didn't even notice the generals flying down from the sky.

There was a loud "boom", and more than a dozen black flames fell around Chutian.

More than a hundred of the most powerful sword puppets gathered around Luo Hu were destroyed by one blow. Twelve generals with eighteen pairs of black wings on their backs and whose auras were so terrifying that Chu Tian almost fainted were surrounded by them. Their eyes shot out with divine light, and they stared at Luo Hu fiercely.

Before these heavenly generals could make any move, angry curses came from high in the sky. Hundreds of Dark Horn tribesmen with black sharp horns all over their joints descended from the sky and hit the ground quickly and unscrupulously like meteorites. Big holes were made in the ground.

These Nether Horn tribesmen rushed towards Luo Hu with big strides, like a pack of hungry wolves pounced on a little lamb. They looked like they were going to tear him into pieces and grind him into a piece of meat. They were so frightened that Luo Hu screamed. .

"Kill!" Luo Hu roared violently.

The transparent figure transformed by Senluo's sword talisman suddenly flew into the sky, then hung upside down, and slashed downwards with the dagger in his hand.

With a "buzz" sound, a heavenly general with eighteen pairs of black wings on his back raised his hand lightly, and a black flame shot up hundreds of feet in the palm of his hand, easily cutting off the sword light of the Senluo Sword Talisman. Blocked.

As soon as Tian Tian held his hand, he heard a muffled sound and the transparent figure shattered. Luo Hu spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back dozens of steps. The Senluo sword talisman was broken, completely destroyed.

"The descendant of Senluo Sword?" The heavenly general who took action chuckled strangely: "What a very distant name... Many years ago, Senluo Sword tried to resist the authority of the heaven, but we personally took action and hunted him down. It took more than 24,000 years to finally beat him to pieces.”

Grinning, the general said with a "chichi" smile: "Unexpectedly, he actually secretly left the inheritance, and a little brat like you got it!"

A group of Ningjiao tribesmen had already rushed to Luo Hu, grabbed his arms and legs with all kinds of hands, and were about to tear him into pieces. Gongsun Langlang's cold voice came from high in the air: "Stop, this guy!" If you dare to alarm the distinguished guest in heaven, spare his life and send him to the heavenly prison to be tortured to see if there are other instigators behind him."

A group of people from the Nether Horn tribe raised their heads with unswerving expressions. They looked at Gongsun Langlang who fell from the sky quietly without saying a word, and they obviously felt very unhappy.

Their clansmen suffered heavy casualties, and a brood nest was destroyed. Whose loss was this

The culprit of everything was Luo Hu, and Gongsun Langlang actually wanted to send him to the sky prison instead of letting them tear him into pieces...

"Who will be responsible for the loss of our clan?" A Dark Horn warrior with two feet-long black sharp horns growing on his shoulders, blocking both sides of his head like a shield, slowly fell from the sky, staring fiercely. Gongsun Langlang asked: "Emperor, who will be responsible for our losses?"

Gongsun Langlang's face was ugly, extremely ugly.

The dozen young men and women behind him smiled softly, as if they were watching the fun - to them, everything in front of them was just an interesting little farce, and it really meant nothing.

Seeing Gongsun Langlang in such a mess, the girl who was covered in halo finally laughed: "That's enough, that's enough, hey, you Mingjiao clan is like this, like a mad dog that bites people and won't let go. A little loss is nothing." ? It will be made up for later. Is it possible that Gongsun Langlang will still default on this thing from you? "

In front of countless people from the Mingjiao tribe, openly calling the Mingjiao tribe "mad dogs"? !

A group of Dark Horn tribesmen looked at the girl with fierce eyes, and then looked fiercely at the young men and women around the girl.

Before these Nether Horn tribesmen could even begin to curse, a domineering, cold, dark, and evil spiritual wave surged from high in the sky like a tsunami hurricane, instantly drowning countless Nether Horn tribe members.

These Nether Horn clan members showed bright smiles at the same time, and knelt down on one knee one after another. They knelt down and saluted the girl and her companions in fear. They no longer dared to make a sound. After bowing one by one, they stood up carefully, put on a polite face, and quickly exited Laoyuan, Laoyuan.

Luo Hu stared at this scene dumbfounded, and murmured: "It's over, the boat has capsized..."

Before Luo Hu could say any more nonsense, several heavenly generals rushed over and knocked him out with one punch. They tied him up like a rice dumpling with chains with black flames and dragged him off the ground quickly. Fly up and fly towards the direction of the western heaven.

Gongsun Langlang looked at the messy mine superintendent's office, his expression extremely ugly.

After a long time, he finally looked at Chu Tian.

When he had just broken through the Senluo Sword Formation, Gongsun Langlang saw clearly that Chu Tian was struggling to resist the joint attacks of the sword formation and sword talismans, and saved countless sect monks and casual cultivators from the stormy attack!

If Luo Hu really succeeded, the sword array would massacre everyone present...especially the members of the Heavenly Court in the mine superintendent's office. Gongsun Langlang couldn't help but feel a fever when he thought of the distinguished guests behind him.

This also shows that Western Heaven is too incompetent. Even a casual cultivator can easily break through a branch of Western Heaven!

It can be said that Chutian saved the face of the entire Western Heaven in front of these distinguished guests.

"You are very good!" Gongsun Langlang raised his chin slightly and nodded to Chutian with a smile: "Later, people from the merit examination department will come. Please report your family background and resume. I, the Western Heavenly Court, will reward all meritorious deeds. , I can’t treat you badly!”

At this moment, Gongsun Langlang truly appreciated Chu Tian, and even felt a hint of gratitude.

As long as Chu Tian's origins were correct, Gongsun Langlang felt that he could be put to good use.