"Let's join hands and kill them all! Not even a chicken or dog will be spared!"
Tu Fei laughed like a bandit. A powerful Demonic Qi shot up to the sky, as if a Demon God that had been sealed for thousands of years had suddenly awakened.
"Argh! Kill! Kill! Kill! "
Tian Shu had drunk too much. His drowsy and red eyes were as if they were stained with blood, which was extremely terrifying. He swung his broadsword and pounced forward.
"Kill!"
Furious roars filled the sky. The assassins of the Great Bandits had been besieged like stray dogs during this period of time. They had to vent all the pent-up anger in their chests.
In an instant, many assassins of the Great Bandits attacked the cultivators of the Empire of the Ruins of Immortality. They overturned rivers and seas and tore the ground apart. They were invincible under the sky.
"Little kids, your skin is soft and tender. It's definitely delicious. Die!"
Heishui Fu broke through the space and invaded the flying boat of the Academy's soldiers. He opened his bloody mouth and screamed. The sound waves were rolling, and many Nascent Soul cultivators' skin and flesh were torn apart. Some Jindan Realm cultivators were even directly turned into powder.
The jade-like floor of the flying ship was instantly covered with a layer of blood-red film. Countless broken bones and organ fragments were everywhere.
There was nothing to be merciful about.
The disciples of the Academy were actually from the second-level and third-level worlds and belonged to the Ancient Deity Land.
But they had been brainwashed and were loyal to the Emperor of the Ruins, helping the evildoers and suppressing their own people. They were even more hateful than the invaders from the South Gate.
Besides, Jiang Tian had already given them a chance, but they would never surrender. There was no need to be merciful.
Fu Heishui's muscles were knotted and his body was covered with lumps of flesh. Two huge wings covered with dense black hair flapped on his back, blocking the sky and the sun. His bean-like eyes were fierce and he bared his fangs.
Various Dharma Laws surrounded him and blue thunderbolts exploded. He really looked like a Demon or a God.
He attacked ruthlessly. When he slapped, a person would immediately turn into a pool of flesh and blood. He opened his mouth and sucked, immediately turning the cultivator into a mummy. Even his Qi, blood and spirit were sucked out.
The Academy camp was already in chaos after the death of Ban Shan and the Black and White Sons. Now that they were invaded by Fu Heishui, they couldn't take it anymore.
"Run!"
Cheng Aojun, Xu Changqing, Song Baoxin, and the other Cultivators were all scared out of their wits. They abandoned their flying boats and fled on their flying swords.
Pa!
Fu Huairen also reached out and grabbed Song Baoxin's black-faced servant, Ah Sang. He extended his barbed tongue and licked her face. He grinned and said, "You look quite black. Could it be that you have the bloodline of the divine bat?"
"Master, save me!" Ah-Sang was so scared that he screamed and peed in his pants.
When Song Baoxin heard this, he turned his head to take a look. He could not help but widen his eyes as tears of blood rolled down his cheeks. "Ah Sang!"
This woman had followed him for many years. She was a baby that he had picked up from a pile of corpses when he was just a few years old. Although they were called master and servant, they were actually a couple.
At this moment, his heart was filled with regret.
Kang Tae-chu was too strong. He actually turned defeat into victory and suppressed the Cultivators of the Ruins of Immortality. If he had known this would happen, he would not have gotten involved in this matter. Now, he had suffered a double loss.
Although he was terrified of Fu Huairen, he rushed forward fearlessly. He swung his long sword and slashed at Fu Huairen's arm with a cold light.
Clang!
There was a sound like metal colliding with stone.
There were sparks, but there was not even the slightest white mark left on Fu Huairen's arm.
"Is this the power of love? Humans are really interesting creatures! "
Looking at the horrified Song Baoxin, Fu Huairen was so excited that his hand trembled.
Pa!
Ah-Sang's body directly exploded. Blood and organs splattered everywhere. Her broken limbs fell to the ground and dyed the sky red.
"Ahhh! Demon, I'm going to kill you! "
Song Baoxin was so angry that he almost went crazy. He slashed at Fu Huairen again and again, displaying all the cultivation of a half-step Nascent Soul.
Pa!
Fu Huairen showed some irritation. He waved his hand casually and slapped Song Baoxin into a flat surface as if he was swatting a fly. Blood, organs, and bones formed a thin flat surface with a radius of dozens of meters.
Cheng Aojun, Xu Changqing and the other talents of the Academy, even if they had been on the God of War List and enjoyed countless glory and attention, died in this cruel battle.
This was a bloody scene, extremely shocking, bloody and cruel.
The hundreds of thousands of Cultivators present were in chaos. They flowed in all directions like tides, covering a hundred miles.
As far as the eye could see, there were people everywhere. They died very quickly. Broken bones flew everywhere and bodies fell like rain. Blood bloomed in the air like black dahlias.
It could be said that the Cultivators were like tigers in a flock of sheep, carrying out a massacre and crushing on a large scale.
Wherever the chariot passed, nothing was left alive.
Wherever the long sword went, there were no corpses left!
"Take this!"
In the midst of his arrogant laughter, Tu Fei threw out more than ten large explosive array discs in a blink of an eye.
One array disc could turn an area ten miles wide into powder. It was as powerful as an attack from a peak-stage Soul Formation Cultivator, which was invincible in this world.
Immediately, the crystal warships of the Cultivators of the Ruins of Deity were torn into pieces like paper. Flames of different colors swept across the sky and the Cultivators inside were immediately turned into ashes.
The Sect Master of the Tianmang Grotto-heaven staggered and was covered in blood. He was surrounded by Niu Duotian and Yun Zhongzi and was severely injured.
"Get out of the way. If I attack with all my might, you might not be able to resist! Why do you have to fight to the death? "
The Sect Master of the Tianmang Grotto-heaven shouted and threatened.
That was not an exaggeration.
After all, he was a Soul Formation Cultivator. If he exploded, he could severely injure Niu Duotian and Yun Zhongzi.
"Zhao, look …"
Suddenly, he heard an Immortal Will.
The Sect Master of the Tianmang Grotto-heaven turned around and saw it.
Jiang Tian was holding Zhao Shanhe's Nascent Soul as if it were a doll that could be crushed at any time.
"Let him go. We can negotiate!"
The Sect Master of the Tianmang Grotto-heaven said with a trembling voice while blocking the attacks of Niu Duotian and Yun Zhongzi.
Jiang Tian smiled and didn't say anything.
He was playing with Zhao Shanhe's Nascent Soul as if it were made of clay. The latter was almost destroyed and was screaming and begging for mercy.
All of a sudden, Yun Zhongzi took advantage of the panicked state of the Tianmang Grotto-Heaven's sect master to use the Red-Crowned Crane Divine Sword. It pierced through the Tianmang Grotto-Heaven's sect master's divine treasure at an unimaginable angle and killed him.
"I've been hit …"
The remaining Divine Soul of the Sect Master of the Tianmang Grotto-heaven was filled with despair and sorrow.
"Ah, you've lived for thousands of years, but your mind is still so weak. You're like a three-year-old child. Don't you know that you'll both die if you're distracted by your son? "
Jiang Tian said as he crushed Zhao Shanhe's Nascent Soul with one hand without any emotion in his eyes.
Then, the golden lake on his forehead rippled and the Soul Swallowing Divine Will swept out and crushed the Divine Soul of the Sect Master of the Tianmang Grotto-heaven.
In the meantime, the group of heroes and assassins killed another Soul Formation Cultivator.
Seeing this, Jiang Tian's eyes glittered and he said softly, "All right, I wanted to give you a chance to train, but it's about time. Leave the rest of the Soul Formation Cultivators to me. Go and kill the Nascent Soul Cultivators to improve your power! "
He flew across a hundred miles and came above the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Soul Grotto-heaven and stomped his foot.
The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Souls grotto-heaven had a drastic change in expression. He waved the Ten Thousand Souls Myriad Banner in his hand. Tens of thousands of souls roared in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth. They formed a huge skull and swept out, attacking Jiang Tian.
That was the Divine Soul of ten thousand Nascent Soul Cultivators that the Grotto-heaven had collected over ten thousand years. After being refined with a secret technique, its Soul Energy was very powerful and could make people lose their souls and turn them into Soul Energy in the Soul Banner.
Jiang Tian didn't even dodge or use the Soul Swallowing Divine Soul. He just continued to stomp his foot.
Crack!
The corporeal body of the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Soul Grotto-heaven was stomped into a meat patty by Jiang Tian. Blood that was filled with eerie Ghost Qi swept across the sky. Every drop of blood that landed on the ground was like poison, causing the vitality of the surrounding one mile to wither and turn into a land of death.
But this time, Jiang Tian didn't waste any of it!
Once the Primordial Taotie Returning Spirit Law was unleashed, a whirlpool spun and swallowed the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Soul Grotto-heaven's scattered Qi, Blood, Spirit, and even the incomplete God. They became Jiang Tian's resources.
Jiang Tian felt a few waves of complicated energy surging out of the Spirit Embryo and filling his limbs and bones.
Jiang Tian's Primal Chaos Creation Chant was already very powerful. It was an Emperor's Throne technique, and it was practically made for the Primal Chaos Divine Physique. Once the Primal Chaos Divine Physique was formed, its power increased even more. Now, he could even refine a star, let alone a mere god.
Unfortunately, he was already very powerful and this God only increased his cultivation by half a level. He was still a distance away from the second level of the Nascent Soul Realm.
"He refined the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Soul Grotto-heaven into his resources?"
At the same time, the Soul Formation Cultivators, Sect Masters and Family Masters who were fighting with the bandits and assassins almost went crazy after seeing this. They trembled and begged Jiang Tian, "Please don't do this.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life. This old man is willing to lead the families to abandon the darkness and join the light … "
"Your Majesty, our sect didn't participate in the battle against the bandits. Your Majesty, please understand!"
"We're willing to fight against the Ruins Emperor. The Ruins Emperor's tyranny is unpopular. In fact, I've wanted to rebel for a long time! "
Many experts spoke. Some even rubbed their palms and cursed at the Empire of the Ruins of Immortality as if they were facing the enemy who had killed their father.
"Unfortunately, it's too late!"
Jiang Tian's face was as cold as iron. He didn't have any intention of stopping.
It was certainly good to have a few more Soul Formation cultivators following him.
But that was an external force after all. How could the power of others compare to his own cultivation?
If he could kill and refine all the Soul Formation cultivators today, he would have a chance to reach the second level of the Nascent Soul Realm or even higher.
Then, he would have a higher chance of winning the battle against the three giants and the Old Ruins Emperor.
How could he miss this opportunity?
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