Within a radius of ten miles on the other side, they all turned into a terrifying thunder pool, and under the shattering of the surface one after another, there were dazzling thunder pillars rising into the sky.

In the midst of this, countless blackened bodies twitched in the air, and they immediately lost their breath of life.

It can be seen from the clothes on his body that these are all evil cultivators of the Taixu Sect.

Boom......

A blue arc of lightning swept through the air, and when he revealed his figure, he was a handsome man with unparalleled temperament.

What's even more amazing is that his long silver-white hair that is scattered over his shoulders gives people a more and more peerless and mysterious sense of strangeness.

"Kill him!"

The shouts mixed with killing intent suddenly sounded.

There were several Evil Cultivator Elders who had built the Foundation Realm, and they were killing him with hideous faces.

One powerful attack after another, the spearhead was aimed at the same person.

Zhang Shaotian's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to shoot out a thunderbolt force that seemed to be able to tear through space, not only domineeringly destroying the opponent's attack, but also killing these Foundation Building Realm elders together.

When the screams rang out, it was a charred corpse lying on the ground.

He swirled with endless thunder light all over his body, bursting out with unparalleled power, and no evil cultivator could sustain a round in front of him.

With a wave of his palm, a blue round blade flew quickly, cutting off the heads of several people in a row, and the cut of the broken neck was extremely smooth.

With another slap in the air, the huge thunder and lightning erupting from the palm of his hand were like a raging ocean, swallowing up many evil cultivators with irresistible might.

As soon as the right foot stepped on the ground, the attached thunder and lightning spread extremely quickly, but any evil cultivator who was contaminated with a little bit would explode on the spot and die.

With two fingers pointing forward, countless white lightning bolts rushed towards their destination, smashing enemies along the way with a sweeping force.

In the eyes of many monks, this silver-white handsome man is simply invincible!

With all his moves, he can kill evil cultivators!

The powerful Taixu Sect monk on weekdays is as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog in front of this person.

The black qi full of evil nature instantly dissipated under the impact of terrifying thunder and lightning.

He exists to suppress all evils!

"My God, is that Lord Shaotian?"

When a monk saw this scene, he swallowed his saliva and said cautiously.

"Then you still need to ask, our Qingyun Prefecture belongs to him with the highest attainments in the Thunder Dao!"

A man's tone was respectful.

"It's too strong, those evil cultivators of the Taixu Sect are not opponents of others at all!"

Beside him, a local monk holding a magic weapon was shocked.

He saw the crushing and slaughter just now, and he couldn't help but wonder what the meaning of his life was.

This is the same person, why is there such a big difference?

Sure enough, the son of a saint is an extraordinary existence!

The group of Skynet Organization killers disguised as loose cultivators, after seeing Zhang Shaotian's terrifying strength, were extremely admired in their hearts.

Under the powerful offensive, the number of evil cultivators stationed in Xinling County soon decreased rapidly.

One defense line after another collapsed, and the evil qi that soared into the sky was almost strangled out.

"How is it possible!? The strength of the other party is so strong?"

An elder of the Taixu Sect couldn't believe it.

The other three elders had gloomy faces, and the fear of death permeated their hearts.

This group of evil cultivators, since they settled here, have done whatever they want, wantonly oppressing the local Xiuzhen family.

This feeling of being high has long since developed the idea of detachment from the evil law.

After all, after becoming evil cultivators, they were indeed much stronger than before in terms of strength.

Many monks of the same realm will be defeated if they can't hold two moves in their hands.

However, when he saw that he and others were being killed and defeated, this deep-seated idea was shaken.

Listening to the shouts of killing in their ears, these elders were as silent as death.

"Damn, why does this Zhang family repeatedly want us to do it!"

One of the elders roared.

He hated the existence of this family!

If it weren't for the Zhang family, it would all be incomparably smooth!

"What's the use of complaining now? We have to believe in Master Zhangjiao, everything is for the era of evil cultivation!"

Another white-bearded elder spread his arms and said with a frantic expression.

His body burst out with powerful evil energy, and the surface of his skin shattered inch by inch, oozing fishy black blood.

"That's right, all the rest of the people, fight with them!"

An elder with a cloak roared, his hands covered with pitch-black evil aura, his nails half a foot long, and his hardness comparable to that of a second-grade high-grade magic weapon.

The remaining disciples were red-eyed, and they had only one belief.

Use their blood to water the name of the cult!

"Yo, where are they all here?"

An urn sounded in an angry voice, with a hint of mockery.

I saw a burly and tall figure standing on the dilapidated tall building, smiling vigorously at them.

After Zhang Haomeng hammered and killed that Elder Feng, he searched everywhere for an opponent, but he couldn't hold him a few punches.

Thankfully, there's still some left.

"Kill him!"

The cloaked elder roared.

Immediately, he rushed upwards on tiptoe, and his hands wrapped in black gas shot like lightning.

The sharp nails were filled with terrifying power, and a sharp whistling sound.

"Nails are so long, it's disgusting, isn't it?"

Zhang Hao suddenly saw this crazy face, and he was disgusted.

Then he stomped his right foot, and with a bang, the high-rise building collapsed, and the whole person rushed out like a cannonball.

The crimson golden fist glove was infused with mana, exuding shocking fluctuations.

Bang!

It was obviously a punch, but with two dull loud sounds.

Click......

"Ahhhh

The cloaked elder let out a terrible howl, but his fingernails were shattered, and the tips of his fingertips were all bloody and fleshy.

A sharp whistling sound came from his ears, and he was facing the harsh wind.

A fist rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, terrifying like a flood beast raging in his body.

Rumble!

Zhang Hao punched the opponent into the ground, kicking up a huge amount of dust.

This blow was enough to shatter his skull.

Zhang Haomeng was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, smashing his fist and frantically hammering and killing one evil cultivator after another.

"This ...... Is this what it is......

Seeing this, Elder Whitebeard said in horror.

At this moment, a blinding flash of lightning burst from his side, rolling up a huge torrent.

A sense of crisis filled his body, and the white-bearded elder gathered his evil energy into a shield, trying to block this terrifying thunder.

Bang......

His eyes almost burst out, and he watched in amazement at the shattering of the black shield in front of him.

In a trance, a handsome man with long silver-white hair stared at him.

I saw him raise his hand and strike another thunderbolt force.

There was a whoosh, and there was a white expanse in front of him.

The next moment, the elder's flesh was blurred, and his body fell to the ground.

The whole process is less than five breaths.

The monks who arrived rushed forward one after another, desperately chasing down the remaining evil cultivators.

When Zhang Hao smashed the head of the last evil cultivator, the battle was over.

There was a smell of blood all around, and smoke and ruins could be seen everywhere.

But the joy of victory is very real.

These days, many women who are hiding in the tunnels are all under the notice of the clansmen, and they can't wait to see the light of day.

Looking at the blue sky, and the golden sun.

It's obviously a normal scene, but it brings them a long-lost feeling.

The darkness that shrouded the homeland was finally driven away.

Light exists in people's hearts.

Fan Tian followed her mother to the ground, looking at everything in the distance, and her heart was very excited.

"Xinling County has been liberated! Xinling County has been liberated!"

In the surrounding area, cheerful cries rang out, and the atmosphere became pleasant.

"These days, you have suffered. ”

Fan Zongming walked over and said with emotion.

"Daddy, it's the monks of the Zhang family, right?"

Fan Tian couldn't help but say.

Her small face was full of anticipation.

As a father, Fan Zongming, how could he not know what his daughter was thinking, he reached out and touched his baby daughter's head.

"Well, he's here too. ”

Fan Zongming said with a smile.

Hearing the hint of this, Fan Tianfang's heart trembled, and she immediately lowered her blushing little face.

"Head of the house!"

An urgent cry rang out.

Fan Zongming hurriedly looked at it, frowned and said, "What's the matter?

The clansman hurriedly said, "It's that Lord Shaotian, he, he's here!"

Hearing this, the people present were stunned.

Fan Tian raised her little face, her lips opened slightly, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

Why is he......