Blood, sprinkled all over the heavens and the earth.

The smoke that covered the sky, the city of exile destroyed in the roar, became the most dazzling new star.

Airplanes!

This scene happened, and the whole world was silent.

Mo Wentian and the others widened their eyes and trembled.

Thousands of miles away, countless pairs of strong men staring at this place lost their voices.

"How is that possible?"

The triple heavenly palace collapsed like a chicken and a dog, and was knocked down from the blood-colored altar.

That's Ji Jun's killing.

The lord of the exiled city.

A peerless powerhouse who has been famous for fifty or sixty thousand years.

The Supreme of the Eighteen Cities!

And now......

One finger.

With only one finger, he was directly and completely defeated, how can this be believed?

The world is silent.

Everyone looked at the still roaring displacement, and they couldn't see the figure of Ji Jun killing in it, and they didn't know what his situation was.

But when they looked at Lin Tang on the supreme position, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Butcher......

Don Butcher ......

One, who lives in madness and grows up on blood, the bloodiest butcher.

Lin Tang.

This name they know will spread throughout hell from this day onwards.

And they know it.

The nightmare of the Yang people, from today onwards, will begin to envelop the entire hell, even if it is Jiuluo, it will be completely shaken.

Lin Tang was still sitting there, his gaze always calm.

He didn't stand up, just looked at the Exile City below from the blood-colored altar that was smashed through in front of him.

His hand is scratching out......

Catch the outcast.

Everyone saw that there was an embarrassed, bloodstained figure there, which was grabbed from there.

Like a kite with a broken string, it was finally smashed in front of Lin Tang.

That's Ji Jun's killing.

When looking at the appearance of Ji Jun's killing, the city lords of the sixteen cities all turned their heads, not daring, but unbearable.

His appearance can be described as unprecedented embarrassment.

In the chest, a blood hole penetrated through the body, and the pale look was even worse than the nourishment in the fighting soul field.

That high upcast city lord, the former first person, could only be abandoned there now, looking at Lin Tang with that pair of angry and desperate eyes.

"You...... I'm still going to die......"

Ji Jun said weakly, the murderous aura and anger in his eyes never disappeared, but became more and more intense, even if it was seriously injured.

"Eighteen cities, it has always been ruled by Tianluo, you are a Yang person, and you are not in line with the heavens, but you are trying to do bloody things again.

Insulting the Heavenly ...... Don't respect Yan Jun, the supreme position, you want to sit ...... But never settle down, you...... I can't even get past Jiuluo!"

His words, intermittently, with a sneer and disdain: "So...... You're going to die...... Fall from this position and pay for what you do!"

Lin Tang chuckled and shook his head.

"Perhaps!"

He spoke.

grabbed it with one palm, and the other covered the bloody palm, and directly grabbed Ji Junji's body.

Maybe one day, he will die.

But it's definitely not going to die here......

As for what you said to humiliate Yan Jun?

He is Yan Jun, so what about humiliation!

It's a pity that Lin Tang didn't bother to say these words......

"I ...... Waiting for you!"

Ji Jun laughed miserably and laughed wildly.

With the hard grip of that bloody palm, a generation of heroes, the first powerhouse of the Eighteen Cities, turned into a blood mist in an instant, and entered Lin Tang's skin endlessly.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Mo Wentian, Queen Mei and the others looked at this scene, their fists clenched, and they were afraid in their hearts, and finally, they slowly knelt down.

And also when they were on their knees.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles away......

The strong man who watched this scene finally knelt down as well.

Eighteen cities, with the death of Ji Jun.

The destruction of the Exile City was all surrendered to the feet of the man above the supreme position.

……

"Tick ......"

Blood raindrops fell on the cold spring on the other side of Lin Tang.

This means that at this moment, Lin Tang entered the realm of the eightfold on the other side.

At the same time, a blood-colored light flowed through his soul, and his soul was rising higher and higher.

In the end, he entered the strength of the triple of the Heavenly Realm, and directly crossed the distance between the two.

The twelve-story building, in this hell, finally played its due effect, and also made Lin Tang's strength improve with lightning speed.

But he didn't show any excitement, he was still calm.

All of this is just expected, after all, it is a Heavenly Palace triple powerhouse, not a group of people who can be looked down on.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Didn't move.

Like a king who looked at the heavens and the earth, he looked at the sixteen city lords kneeling in front of him.

He didn't say anything......

The gaze is also calm.

But it can fall on the city lord of the sixteen cities, and his whole body is cold, as if he is being targeted by death, as if he has fallen into the nine shadows.

They knew what he meant.

But......

"Also...... Isn't it enough?"

The city lord of the evil ghost city, Mo Wentian still held back his fear and spoke.

It can be seen that the black fog that shrouds him around him is rolling, unwilling to be reconciled.

Lin Tang still didn't speak.

He just looked at them faintly, as if he hadn't heard them.

Mo Wentian sighed.

Without speaking, his palms were spread out, and a black light converged in his palm, which was a black butterfly.

Butterflies flutter in the palm of your hand......

He held his palm and showed it in the eyes of the world.

Looking at this scene, the remaining city lords finally sighed and raised their hands, and there was also a halo in the palms, and there were spiritual objects circulating in the halo.

This...... It's a spirit!

The spirit of the natal soul of the ghost cultivator.

It's like the heavenly soul in the soul of the yang people......

Once the soul is destroyed, the body will be destroyed, which is far more mandatory than the mark in the main city.

The souls were controlled, even if they were saints and transcendental, they could not get rid of Lin Tang's control.

He begotten, they begot!

He died, they died!

They died, and he was unharmed!

Life and death are just a matter of his thoughts.

Sixteen wisps of soul spirit flew towards Lin Tang's palm.

He looked at him, held it slowly, and finally entered his soul.

He finally slowly stood up from the supreme position.

Didn't speak......

Turning around, step by step towards the void, towards the direction of the Yin Ghost City, the world, lifeless, looking at his back, is gradually disappearing.

No one spoke.

Sixteen city lords were still kneeling on the ground.

The whole world is also kneeling, and no one remembers to get up......

this day.

The meeting of Senro is over.

this day.

All eighteen cities were in the hands of one man......

this day.

The name of Lin Tang, the name of the butcher, spreads to hell......

This day: It is called: the day of the emperor's rise!

(End of chapter)