The overwhelming ferocity crushed the ground, causing the mana flowing in the bodies of many monks to stagnate, and a chill ran out of their backs.

At this time, Zhang Fengjiu's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "That person, here." ”

In just a few words, Zhang Zixian and the others suddenly looked solemn, and they stared intently at the red light that appeared in the distance, and their hearts beat rapidly.

"You inferior people, dare to come and offend my Blood Spirit God Sect! I really don't know whether to live or die!"

With an evil voice that resounded in all directions, many monks were stunned and subconsciously looked over.

Seeing that the blood-robed man carried an incomparable terrifying power, he rumbled to this side of the world, and in an instant, he turned this place into his home field.

The powerful pressure fluctuations dispersed like a turbulent wave, making everyone in this range tremble, and many of them could hardly breathe and breath disordered.

A pair of scarlet pupils exuded a cold aura, looking down on the small beings like evil gods.

As soon as he appeared, he set off the terrifying momentum of the sea of corpses and blood, washing over and over again the living beings within a radius of a hundred miles.

made the two sides that were originally caught in the fight stop abruptly.

Time seems to stand still.

Countless eyes were cast on the blood-robed man who exuded a powerful aura.

"That's it...... The leader of the Blood Spirit Cult. ”

On a warship, Kuang Long, wearing bronze battle armor, had a solemn face, and his eyes faintly showed a look of horror.

He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the other party.

"It's him, kill the old ancestor......"

Mu Ruqiu Ming held a halberd in his hand, and his eyes were red as he looked at the terrifying figure.

With his cultivation of not reaching the Jindan Realm, under the pressure of the Blood Spirit God Sect Master's deliberate outward release, he only felt that his heart was beating violently, and his scalp was almost exploding.

Compared to this man, he is no different from an ant!

This is the difference in strength between heaven and earth!

The Jindan monks present stared nervously at the blood-robed man, and the battle intent that filled his chest quickly dissipated.

Obviously......

This is the biggest disaster in Kyushu so far!

Whoosh whoosh ......

More than a dozen figures flowed with an evil aura, and they also came to the sky separately, and their eyes were extremely ferocious.

There is no doubt that they are all headed by the blood-robed man.

It was from this moment that the Church fully manifested its most fundamental strength.

At this time, on this huge battlefield, the two sides confronted each other, and the cold wind in their ears whined.

Jing Yao looked at all this coldly, and secretly said in her heart that this group of inferior people was really ridiculous.

As long as the sect leader makes a move, they will all be suppressed at that time.

The blood-robed man looked down at the silence of the scene, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

His eyes bloomed red, and his tone was mixed with banter, "Where is the ancestor of the Zhang family? Now that the sect masters have appeared, are you still cowering?!"

This disdainful word resounded in the sky in an instant, and it clearly fell into everyone's heart.

Ever since he came here, he hadn't noticed any fluctuations in his cultivation that surprised him.

It is conceivable that the ancestor of the Zhang family, who led the army to attack the royal capital, has the actual realm of Jindan Dacheng at most.

With such strength, you want to fight him?

Poor! Pathetic! Ridiculous!

The blood-robed man was now eager to see the other party appear, and then he would kill and completely shatter the illusions of this group of inferior people.

Natives are natives, and instead of pinning your hopes on a weak person, it is better to wash your neck and wait to be slaughtered!

What is the use of loud slogans in the face of absolute power?

Countless people's faces were blank, and their hearts were pounding.

Kuang Long and the others looked ugly, and they could hear the disdain in the voice of the cult leader.

It seems that he didn't take the ancestor of the Zhang family in his eyes at all.

"Daddy......"

Zhang Zixian looked at the back of this majestic shore and said softly.

The group of Zhang family monks behind them were calling in their hearts: "Ancestor!"

After a while, Zhang Fengjiu smiled, and with a single thought, he lifted the [Two-Star-Materialized Body], and immediately threw out a [Two-Star-Phantom] in front of him.

In everyone's field of vision, the figure of the ancestor of the Zhang family disappeared in an instant, and they didn't have time to be stunned.

High in the sky, a holy light suddenly appeared from the sky, flashing with bright stars, and from it came a sense of divine purity that people worshipped.

Soon, a figure condensed from nothing.

He stepped on the void with his feet, and behind his hands back, three thousand purple qi swept in from the east, and the black and white qi visible to the naked eye circulated behind him, forming a yin and yang gossip diagram.

There are white clouds gathering overhead, like dragons and phoenixes, constantly circling and agitating.

Up and down his body, there is an indescribable Taoist meaning.

"You brute, how dare you bark here?!"

A voice containing the wrath of the saint resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant.

As soon as he appeared, there was an uproar below.

Compared to the cult leader of the terrifying mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, the ancestor of the Zhang family was like a saint who came down from the nine heavens, wanting to wipe out all the great existences of the ghosts.

"Ancestor of the Zhang Family!"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, and then the waves rang higher and higher, and countless people shouted excitedly.

In the entire Kyushu, there are still many monks who have never seen the ancestor of the Zhang family with their own eyes.

Unlike the video reel, this appearance is immediately shocking!

"This ...... This is a saint......"

An old man with gray hair stared at the figure with wide eyes.

The aura emanating from his body is a Jindan realm cultivation.

He is a real person.

"We are really lonely, and it is worth it to die to be able to fight such characters in this life. ”

An old man in white robe next to him sighed.

Except for them, the rest of the Jindan monks who had come from all over the country watched this scene.

"Amitabha, good, good, Zhang Shizhu is really a saint. ”

On the other side, a white-bearded monk folded his hands and spoke in a respectful tone.

"I've been the Sect Master of the Thousand Feathers Sect for so many years, and I haven't seen this kind of scene from the past to the present. ”

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe, his eyes revealing a strong respect.

"As long as the ancestor of the Zhang family is here, we will have the capital of a war!"

Another strong man with a knife slapped his chest and said in a deep voice.

He is a Jindan Realm sword cultivator in Ningjiao Prefecture, and the Absolute Sword Sect he founded is well-known in the local area.

"Ancestor of the Zhang family...... Zhang Shengren ......"

A voice of adoration sounded, and a tall man in a green robe held a sword in one hand, his eyes firmly fixed on the figure in the sky.

He cultivated to reach the Jindan realm, and he was a sect leader in Feiyu Prefecture.

Since the news of the Zhang family's alliance army attacking the Blood Spirit God Sect came out, he did not hesitate to lead a group of elders and disciples to follow him to the royal capital.

............

Originally, I thought that the powerhouses of the Yuanying Realm were invincible, so that the Jindan monks present were at a loss.

But when he saw this saint appear, he had no fear as if he had been beaten with blood.

"As long as there is a saint Zhang. ”

Gu Songzi held a mountain-opening axe and said with a sigh of relief.

Cultivation was the breakthrough to the late stage of Jindan some time ago, and he wished to kill some more evil cultivators.

"We must win this battle. ”

A man in cloth had a fierce air on his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

He is a dust, and his cultivation has also come to the middle stage of Jindan.

In fact, these two people were able to break through so quickly, all thanks to the support of a few wishful pills given by the Zhang family.

On the one hand, it is out of interest, and on the other hand, it is also the consolidation of friendship.

After all, they have fought side by side before, no matter what you say, you can give some sweetness, and it will be even more of a heart to fight in the future.

At the same time, let others take a good look.

As long as you follow the Zhang family, cultivation is nothing at all!

It can not only win people's hearts, but also make more forces willing to attach themselves to the Zhang family.

Hearing this insulting words, the blood-robed man was stunned for a moment, then his face turned hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You, what are you talking about?!!"