When the protective black flames erupted from Duan Xiong's body, the surrounding space was instantly suppressed.
The dazzling golden spirit Qi of the twenty or so golden-armored cultivators dimmed under his suppression.
The heroic spirit of the group of cultivators who had fought to the point of death was scattered by Duan Xiong's ferocious flames.
Duan Xiong chuckled. His black robe fluttered as he flashed to arrive before a burly gold armored cultivator that was closest to him. He raised his right arm, and his fingers were like a dustpan as they pierced right into the chest of the gold armored cultivator.
His five fingers exerted force at the same time and the golden-armored cultivator exploded!
With a boom, the golden-armored cultivator exploded like a blood-colored firework.
Another fat cultivator clenched his teeth and wanted to help his companion. After a flash of lightning, he slashed his sword at Duan Xiong's back. Duan Xiong's gaze turned cold and his black robes fluttered as he struck with his left hand.
"Boom!"
The fat golden-armored cultivator couldn't withstand the force of this palm. He swung his sword furiously, but it was as if he had slammed into an invisible wall. He couldn't break through any of his attacks and was smashed to pieces by the huge wall.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Duan Xiong continued to kill. As his black robes fluttered, each punch and kick took the life of a golden-armored cultivator. These half-step Heavenly River golden-armored cultivators, who were stronger than ancient beasts, were like paper in front of this old devil.
The group of golden-armored cultivators discovered that if this continued, they would all be killed one by one by the Old Devil Duan.
The tall, middle-aged golden-armored cultivator made a gesture and the other cultivators immediately clenched their teeth and nodded. They were going to stake everything on this one throw.
"Lord of Myriad Demons!"
With a loud roar, twelve golden-armored cultivators of similar build moved together and quickly formed a formation in the air.
Streaks of purplish-red spiritual power flickered on their bodies, and the space within a radius of a thousand feet was completely covered by the purplish-red demonic array.
In just two breaths of time, the vast purple-red light transformed into a gigantic ancient Fiendcelestial statue in the middle of the formation.
The Demonic God Colossus was purple-red in color and had a humanoid shape. However, there were more than a hundred giant arms on its huge body, making it look exceptionally ferocious and ferocious.
As soon as the Hundred-Armed Demon God appeared, the more than one hundred arms on its body quickly coiled, twisted, and intertwined into two huge fists the size of mountains.
"Rumble!"
The giant fist tore through the void and viciously smashed towards the Duan Xiong!
"It's just a facade!"
Duan Xiong coldly snorted. Without any unnecessary movements, his black robe fluttered, and his right hand formed a fist seal to meet the two mountain-like fists.
The Hundred-Armed Demon God's fists were like falling mountains. In contrast, the Duan Xiong's fists were like tiny black needles.
Boom!
The disparity in strength between the two attacks resulted in a completely opposite effect. The thin black fist imprint smashed into the huge purple-red fists as if it was crushing dry weeds.
Boom!
The fist, which was as huge as a mountain, suddenly burst like a bubble. Along with it, the body of the Hundred-Armed Demon God was completely blown apart.
In the next second, the black robe fluttered, and the Duan Xiong floated into the midst of the twelve armored soldiers like a ghost. With just two fists, all twelve of them were blasted to pieces.
Blood-red mist shrouded the area, and a strong smell of blood floated in the air.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. The remaining few golden-armored cultivators fled like stray dogs, but none of them could escape the cruel harvest of the Duan Xiong.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Blood-red fireworks bloomed and withered one after another.
In front of the Duan Xiong, the Heavenly River cultivators were thinner than paper men!
Lan Xuan, who was on the verge of death, was in a trance. His eyes opened and closed from time to time, and the golden-armored cultivators of the Golden Lion Formation Breaking Team were killed by the old monster one by one. The Iron Sword Wood had completely turned into a blood-red Asura hell.
"Master … Master is mighty …"
Lan Xuan, who originally thought he was going to die, saw the Duan Xiong descend and kill the group of enemies with a flick of his finger. He finally let out a long sigh and couldn't help but shout in a low voice.
At this time, the azure-gold medicinal pill that Chu Chen had fed him had completely melted.
It transformed into a vast stream of blood and spirit energy, rushing into his limbs and bones, quickly replenishing his energy and injuries.
After letting him rely on a broken tree to heal himself, Chu Chen rushed to deal with Zhou Lin's injuries.
Lan Xuan found that the Duan Xiong didn't pay attention to his servant at all. He just flew up and stood on top of a giant tree not far away. He stood against the wind, his black robe fluttering like a flag in the wind.
Obviously, he was protecting everyone. Lan Xuan was a little puzzled. When did this old monster become so warm-hearted?
It didn't seem like his style.
The biggest possibility was that he made some kind of deal with Chu Chen!
At this time, Chu Chen, who was treating Zhou Lin's injuries, suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the Duan Xiong and shouted, "Old Duan, help me clean up the battlefield."
"As you command!"
Lan Xuan didn't think that the Old Devil Duan would actually answer "as you command"?!
He was immediately dumbfounded.
After the Duan Xiong agreed, he flew into the center of the battlefield, which was already covered in blood.
The old monster waved his hand and a huge suction force was released from his palm.
Attracted by the suction force, the storage rings, storage bracelets, and other items from the shattered corpses on the ground all turned into spiritual lights and soared into the sky. These dazzling spiritual lights danced in the air for a few breaths of time before falling into the Duan Xiong's palm.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sparkling storage magic tools were in the old monster's possession.
Lan Xuan, who had been observing the situation, suddenly felt his breathing quicken. Even Zhou Lin, who was standing beside Chu Chen, revealed an envious look.
These twenty or so people were the elite Heavenly River team of the Golden Lion Formation Breaking Squad!
They were led by a Heavenly River powerhouse and more than twenty half-step Heavenly River powerhouses. Not to mention Spirit Stream cultivators like them, this was a heaven-defying god-level team for Spirit River cultivators.
This god-level team definitely carried a lot of treasures!
If a top-notch formation breaking squad wanted to conquer ancient ruins that were fraught with danger, they would spend a lot of effort to nurture their core members. No matter what good things they obtained, they would first give them the best resources to use.
One could only imagine that this super team from the Golden Lion Formation was simply a moving treasure trove!
When he thought of this, Lan Xuan felt his mouth go dry and forcefully stuck out his tongue to lick his lips.
In this chaotic little Immortal Realm, killing others for their treasures was simply the fastest way to get rich!
It was definitely the fastest and most effective way to get rich...
It was a pity that he was cowardly and weak. He couldn't do this kind of dirty work, nor did he like it.
He could only look on enviously.
Lan Xuan watched as the Duan Xiong collected all the treasures. His gaze turned cold, and he flicked his finger, sending a wisp of black devilish flame towards the corpses.
The black flame ignited everything it touched and quickly spread into a sea of fire, quickly burning all the corpses of the Golden Lion Formation Breaking Squad into a puff of blood.
All that was left was a sea of red ashes!
After doing all this, the Duan Xiong quickly walked towards Chu Chen and Zhou Lin in the distance.
Lan Xuan's heart suddenly sank. According to his understanding of the old monster, he wouldn't necessarily split the spoils with Chu Chen. It was very likely that he'd directly kill Chu Chen and monopolize the treasures.
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