Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 227 Kill Qionglin

The monks from all walks of life present did not take any action when they heard this. They obviously did not believe that Zhang Ji could take back the Blood God Dojo from the Black Demon Realm.

The attack failed, and Qiong Lin's dark eyes looked very cold under his disheveled long hair.

What about the disciples of gods, what about the junior disciples of earthly overlords? There are so many powerful monks in the world, and there are countless people with powerful backgrounds.

But over the past [-] years since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, they have ultimately relied on their respective strengths to speak for themselves.

The six-foot-long blood-refining magic mace appeared in his hand, and an invisible momentum surged, blowing his long red hair. The demonic energy rose like a demon lord descending into the world.

"Heir of the gods, disciple of the spiritual official, Zhang Ji, I really want to kill you right now!"

Under the shadow of Qiong Lin's escaping murderous intent, the expressions of many demonic and evil monks present changed. The Black Demon World is a large world of demons, and most of the monks are unscrupulous. Qiong Lin's reputation and status today are due to With the magic weapon in his hand, he was fighting step by step, and his fierce power was naturally at its peak.

Even King Qingxuan was worried. Although she had seen Zhang Ji destroy Yanzong, she still had no idea whether Yanzong was weaker or stronger than Qionglin in the same realm. At least the latter was more powerful.

Only the man standing with the sword and the man in white standing beside him showed no fear, only fighting intent in his eyes.

Zhang Ji raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "That's such a coincidence."

The monks from all walks of life present did not expect that Zhang Ji would be the first to take action.

He held the four-foot-tight sword with one hand, and the black light on the sword rose up, condensing into an extremely thick sword light, which was extremely black and breathtaking.

Under the equality of all living beings, everyone's cultivation is suppressed to the same level as the weakest person present, that is, the upper realm saint.

The cultivation level of the above-mentioned saints was used to mobilize the ancient way to fight against the enemy. However, the cultivation level was not enough, but there were many constraints. Zhang Ji chose the simplest method, which was also his most domineering method.

The perfected Sword Qi is the only one who is supreme. After experiencing the training of time, the luster has faded away, and the most domineering sword intention has burst out.

Clang!

The Heaven-Suppressing Sword slashed down suddenly, without too much fancy or messy moves, just the purest strength and sharpness.

Although Qiong Lin was conceited, he had experienced hundreds of battles and did not make the mistake of underestimating the enemy. The blood-refining demon's mace struck forward without too many tricks.

Fighting in the same situation, he thinks he is not weaker than anyone else!

The swords and maces collided, making a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing.

The huge power was transmitted to Qiong Lin through the blood refining magic mace.

boom!

The burly body holding the blood-refining magic weapon flew out directly and hit the wall of the hall hard.

The Blood God's dojo is extremely solid, and the confrontation in the holy realm cannot leave any trace at all.

Qiong Lin propped up his body with his blood mace and stood up again. There was no contempt in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Ji.

"Why is your power so powerful? This should not be the power that a saint in the upper realm can unleash."

Zhang Ji stood on the spot with his sword in hand, his stern eyes scanning all the monks present.

"Ignorance is not the reason for your weakness. Let me say it for the last time. Anyone who stays here will be treated as a monk from the dark demon world and will be killed without mercy."

After repelling Qiong Lin with one strike, Zhang Ji's burst of combat power frightened everyone, and some cautious monks began to retreat quietly outside the Blood God Dojo.

Qiong Lin regained his momentum and stepped forward.

"I have been cultivating the demonic path for three hundred years, and I have become a real demon. My body is as strong as the body of a true god. As a junior, no matter what method I use, I will never believe that your physical strength can win in the same situation. Passed me so much.”

Even if his physical body is inferior, Qiong Lin is still confident that he can suppress the opponent with his attainments in the holy way. He was indeed overconfident when he used brute force to attack previously.

But before the thought dissipated, the knife-wielding figure had come at me again, at an eerily fast speed and hard to find. Qiong Lin waved the blood-refining magic mace tightly and blocked the knife handed by Zhang Ji. The huge force on the blade shook his demonic body. He hurriedly relied on the control of his demonic body to use all his strength. Unloading to the ground, and at the same time pumping his fists, trying to use offense instead of defense.

It's just that the person who wielded the sword seemed to have no intention of defending at all, or in other words, he didn't pay attention to his attack at all. The sword failed, and then he swung another sword.

The power of the sword and the power of the sword are actually superimposed together, and it is extremely domineering, worthy of the name of "I am the only one".

Before Qiong Lin's punch could be thrown out, he was knocked back by the huge force from the magic mace. In the face of absolute power, any force-relieving technique or control method seemed extremely ridiculous.

Zhang Ji had no intention of regrouping this time. The sword was like a prison, and he followed like maggots on the tarsus, obviously intending to kill him in one go.

King Burning Bone and the other monks in the Black Demon Realm were shocked, but they came to their senses and took action one after another to help Qiong Lin.

Their numbers are overwhelming, and everyone is suppressed to the level of a saint. If you don't believe it, you can't compete with Zhang Ji.

The dragon-patterned gilt halberd was lying in front of everyone in the Black Demon Realm, blocking their way.

The Holy Armor of Xuan Bai Wei Ming Guang was added to his body, and one person could block nearly a hundred people.

"How dare the Ten Thousand City Realm be an enemy of the Black Demon Realm?" King Burning Bones said angrily.

Xuan Baiwei swung his halberd, and the halberd's light split a black demon monk into serious injuries.

"Noisy!"

The moment Xuan Baiwei blocked the Burning Bone King, Zhang Ji's sword light had already wrapped Qiong Lin.

Ba Lie's blade cut into Qiong Lin's body, and the bones were visible, and the blade's intention went straight towards his holy soul.

Although his cultivation was suppressed, Qiong Lin's willpower was still at the level of a five-step holy king, and his physical body was equally powerful. Even with the sharp edge of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword, he could not split it open immediately.

Qiong Lin's holy blood flowed, roaring from his mouth, and the blood refining demon halberd swept over, intending to exchange injuries for injuries and repel Zhang Ji.

"My physical body is still that of a five-step holy king. With the cultivation of a high-level saint, no matter how strong you are, you can't kill me."

Zhang Ji's eyes were cold, and he slashed away the blood-refining magic mace with a knife, and then the space power that had been accumulated for a long time burst out in his palm, forcibly tearing open a space crack and striking Qiong Lin's body.

The power of space tore Qiong Lin's body, and he finally showed a horrified expression.

"No!"

After a scream, Qiong Lin's body was torn into several pieces by the power of space, his head was swallowed by the cracks in space, and his corpse was sprinkled with holy blood all over the ground.

A generation of talented people in the dark demon world fell like this.

The Burning Bone King's eyelids jumped when he saw this, and he did not dare to step forward to fight Zhang Ji and Xuan Baiwei.

Qiong Lin has been killed in three or two attacks. Under the same circumstances, who can be the opponent of this fierce man.

"Exit the Blood God Dojo immediately."

The Burning Bone King immediately ordered that in a field where all living beings are equal, he is definitely no match for Zhang Ji or Xuan Baiwei, but after leaving the Blood God Dojo, with his five-step Holy King cultivation, who can be him? opponent.

When Xuan Baiwei saw that he was about to leave, the sacred light of the dragon-patterned gilt halberd flashed, and he was about to take action to stop him.

"Brother Xuan, you are not a monk from Kunlun Realm. If you kill people rashly, you will be in trouble. You should leave it to me."

(End of this chapter)