The strongest violent god emperor system

Chapter 262 [Beheading, the young master of the Purple Demon Sect——No.20 Ninth Update]

"The 920th-ranked extraordinary soldier in the "Soldiers of the Heavenly Gods": "Purple Fiend Falling Moon Fan"?"

Ling Tian was slightly surprised.

The "Princess of the Gods of the Gods", which is widely circulated in the world, records 99 extraordinary weapons of the gods.

And "The Spectrum of Divine Abilities of the Heavens" records 99 supernatural powers.

When the young master of the Zisha sect was desperate and desperate, the "Zishaluo Moon Fan" that he took out was the extraordinary soldier in the "Book of Gods and Soldiers".

The young master of the Zisha Sect, who has a hundred-level cultivation of the Venerable Heavenly Grade, has this extraordinary weapon in his hand, and his strength can threaten the "Honest Grade Venerable".

But so what, what he has to face is the super mythical beast "Gold-winged Roc"!
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"Huchi! Huchi!"

Let's look at the young master of the Zisha Sect with a shawl and bruises all over his body. He poured the power of his cultivation into the fan in his hand, "Hahaha! Dog bastard! I will let you die without a place to bury you!" !"

The "Purple Demon Falling Moon Fan", which absorbed the power of the young master of the Purple Demon Sect, was shining brightly!Unmatched!
Thousands of martial arts monks in front of Bodhi Mountain looked at each other and held their breath.

"drink!"

It was too late to say it, but the young master of the Zisha Sect had already fanned the "Zisha Falling Moon Fan" frantically.

blah blah~ blah blah

The brilliance of purple evil spirit flying out from "Zisha Falling Moon Fan" followed one after another, like the sea and the ocean, with rough waves.

The "purple evil brilliance" that swallows the sky and blocks the sun and the universe seems to drown out all the stars in the sky.

Ordinary "holy rank venerables" will also temporarily avoid the edge and stay away.

"Zhi!" The golden-winged roc, with domineering eyes, never retreated.

Its wings vibrated violently, creating a golden storm that was like a rainbow and radiant, offsetting the brilliance of power evoked by "Purple Fiend Falling Moon Fan".

Boom!
Boom boom boom.

Storms, ups and downs, endless.

The figure of the golden-winged roc took advantage of the situation and retreated several hundred meters.

"Okay! Go all out and suppress this beast." The young master of Zisha Sect was overjoyed.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated the power of super beasts!
The golden-winged roc bird stabilized its figure, and the blazing streamers outside its body all gathered in one place.

A golden ball of light with the size of a hundred feet rises slowly.

The crackling, shimmering golden ball of light revealed a dazzling color that filled the universe with a radius of thousands of miles, and put it in the midst of destruction.

"That is?"

Feeling the power of the taboo in the golden light sphere, the young master of Zisha Sect's pupils shrank and his face changed drastically.

"Cry! Beep!" Flapping its wings, the golden-winged roc launched the "golden ball of light" suspended in front of it.

"not good!"

Under the unprecedented death crisis, the young master of the Purple Demon Sect had no choice but to fan the "Purple Demon Falling Moon Fan" to create an indestructible and unbreakable defensive barrier outside his body.

Accompanied by the earth-shattering shock, there was an earth-shattering loud bang.

The golden ball of light created by the golden-winged roc slammed into the defensive barrier outside the Zisha sect's young master.

The heavens and the earth, everything in the nine heavens and ten lands, became eclipsed and precarious in the chaos that occurred at this moment.

click!
Click.

After a short moment of stalemate, the golden ball of light "disappeared in smoke", and the defensive barrier in front of the young master of the Zisha Sect was also torn apart and no longer existed.

The young master of the Zisha sect who successfully blocked the destruction of death, smiled happily, and before he could speak, a golden streamer pierced through his chest "unexpectedly" without warning.

"Puff Chi Chi."

The young master of the Zisha sect, whose chest was pierced by the golden streamer, vomited blood profusely and fell into a coma.

"Hey! Sigh! Sigh!"

The golden-winged roc bird, which succeeded in one blow, roared proudly.

"Damn it..." Gritting his teeth, the young master of Zisha Sect, who was unwilling in every way, turned around and fled to the sky.

Ha ha.

"Still trying to escape? Poor guy."

Ling Tian shook his head, turned on "Teleportation", disappeared out of thin air, and stood in front of the young master of Zisha Sect out of thin air.

The appearance of the boy is confusing.

The young master of Zisha Sect was taken aback: "You...how did you come in front of me?"

"No need to say much, you'd better be honest and go to hell obediently."

In high spirits, alone, Ling Tian clasped his hands together and silently recited the formula.

"Tiangang 36 Changes: Burning the Heavens and Boiling the Seas!" "

"Tiangang 36 Changes: Flying Sands and Rocks! "

"Tiangang 36 Changes: Sun, Moon and Stars! "

"Tiangang 36 Changes: Touching Petrochemical Gold!" "

"Tiangang 36 Changes: Calling the Wind and the Rain! "

"Tiangang 36 Changes: Moving Mountains to Reclaim Seas!" "

The ever-changing, mysterious Tiangang 36 changes quickly devoured the figure of the "Young Master of the Zisha Sect".

That's not enough.

Ling Tian held his breath and concentrated, and activated his special ability: "Cosmic Universe Sword Control Technique!"

Intangible and qualityless, the illusory cosmic energy of the universe sweeps and "converges" in a mighty way.

Brilliant "three-foot Qingfeng swords" were born out of nowhere.

The densely packed and crowded "three-foot Qingfeng swords" form a long river stream that is as blazing and mysterious as the nine-day Milky Way.

In front of this long river of swords that pierces and destroys the breath of all things, tremble forever, and surrender for thousands of years!

"Whoosh!"

When the eye-catching "Royal Sword River" poured into the storm ahead, one can imagine the waves that exploded.

"Oh no!"

The wailing sound of the young master of the Zisha Sect also spread from the depths of the endless storm.

"How did it turn out?"

Thousands of martial arts monks sighed with shame.

After a while, the dust settled.

The bloody and dying young master of the Zisha Sect fell from a high altitude and landed on the cracked and riddled ground.

“Very good~”

Smiling slightly, Ling Tian walked up to the young master of Zisha Sect.

Looking down at the half-dead and dying young master of Zisha Sect, he said: "A dying person, do you have a last word to say?"

"Don't...don't kill me."

When he was on the verge of death, the young master of the Zisha Sect realized what the words "remorse beyond reach" meant.

His face was ashen, trembling, and begged: "Don't kill me, please don't kill me... Killing me will not do you any good, and it will also offend the Zisha sect."

"Who said there is no benefit to killing you? Killing you can get a lot of experience rewards."

Xie Mei smiled, and Ling Tian raised his palm.

A resplendent thunderclap pierced the sky, and the young master of Zisha Sect was reduced to ashes and disappeared without a trace.

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"He killed the young master of the Zisha Sect?"

"Too rampant, too terrifying."

"Is this kid not afraid of being hunted down by the "Purple Demon Sect" at all?"

"Or is it that he is confident and has a lot of background?"

The sound of discussion echoed endlessly in front of the "Bodhi Mountain".

Countless martial arts monks also looked at the young man in white with a cultivation level of "Xuanpin Venerable Fifty Rank" with admiration.

(End of this chapter)