"Patriarch, something is wrong!"

A man ran into this square, couldn't stop at all, and then rolled directly in front of Chu Zhongtian like a ball.

Seeing that the man didn't have time to raise his head, he gasped and said, "The people of Nankuimen have been killed." ”

"I'm not the patriarch, I should be your ancestor!" Chu Zhongtian said indifferently.

At this time, Na Chu Qian knelt down and begged: "Please ask the ancestor to personally help your children and grandchildren solve this crisis of extermination!"

Hearing this, Chu Zhongtian's expression was very calm, because he knew that this was a martial arts world where the weak eat the strong.

"Nankuimen?" Chu Zhongtian frowned, why did he always feel that the word "Nankui" was so familiar.

Chu Qian said: "Back to the old ancestor, then Nankuimen is one of the three major forces in Nanhua District, and the founding patriarch of Nankuimen is the Nankui Great Demon Saint himself, he is a big man of the same era as the old ancestor. ”

"Nankui!" Chu Zhongtian laughed, he remembered.

Isn't that Nankui a watchdog he received?

Ten thousand years later, even one of his watchdogs became a great demon saint, and he also started a sect.

However, comparing Chu Zhongtian to a dog to a big man of the same era seems to be a bit insulting to him.

"It's coming!"

Shout!

In an instant, a figure like a streamer appeared in this heavenly square.

What was killed was a group of strange-looking warriors.

Among this group of warriors, there are those with bull heads and horse faces, and those with bald heads and eagle eyes.

After all, this is a world where demons, demons, ghosts, monsters, beasts and humans coexist.

It's just that the avenues of cultivation are different, humans cultivate the true martial arts, demons cultivate the demon martial arts, and demons cultivate the demon martial arts, and so on.

However, this martial arts world is still dominated by humans.

Among their group of warriors, the most obvious one is the warrior who looks like a big bear.

Chu Zhongtian immediately looked at his properties panel.

Name: Xiong Batian.

Age: 357 years old.

Species: Orcs.

Identity: Lord of Nankuimen.

Realm: Seventeen-Star Martial Saint.

Strength: 3.7 million.

Speed: 500 steps per breath.

Soul: Level 37.

Talent: Holy Grade Advanced.

Peerless: The Great Sun Bear's Fire Palm.

Occupation: None.

After checking his attributes, Chu Zhongtian muttered to himself: "Xiong Batian, this name is very compelling." ”

At this time, the murderous aura had already filled the entire square.

The warriors behind the big bear were imposing, waiting for their master to give orders.

"Your Chu family is already at the end of the road, if you obediently hand over the treasure of your Chu family's Zhen clan, this Holy King may leave a few of you alive to reproduce, otherwise this Holy King will let your Chu family be extinct forever!"

The big bear's body shook, and the qi burst out, and the frightened people couldn't help but tremble.

After all, this big dog bear named Xiong Batian, he cultivated to be a seventeen-star martial saint, and among the Chu family, except for Chu Zhongtian, Chu Qian, who had the highest cultivation, was just a martial artist.

Chu Zhongtian turned his eyes to Chu Xin'er and asked, "What is the treasure of the clan in the clan?"

"Ancestor, it's the Heavenly Book you left back then. Chu Xin'er said.

Hearing this, Chu Zhongtian immediately pursed his lips, because the "Heavenly Book Record" was just his homework book.

He wanted to complete his homework in order to play the game, so he imported the homework into the game.

What he didn't expect was that his homework book had become a treasure in the clan.

In fact, for them, this workbook is indeed a "heavenly book" that they can't understand.

"You Grandma Bear, you actually ignore this Holy King?"

I saw that the big dog bear roared with thunder, and then waved his hand, and gave orders to the martial artist behind him: "Disciples, leave no piece of armor for this holy king to kill the people of the Chu family!"

Rumble!

The martial artists of Nankuimen, like a wild wave, attacked towards Chu Zhongtian's front.

Seeing this, Chu Zhongtian sneezed out.

"Yawn!"

Whisk!

Suddenly, a storm with thunder and lightning seemed to sweep through everything in the heavens and the earth.

Bang!

Wherever this storm of thunder and lightning swept away, not a single grass grew.

The tens of thousands of Nankuimen martial artists evaporated directly from Chu Zhongtian's eyes.

"What's going on?"

"What about those warriors from Nankuimen?"

"Gone?"

"Is this all the work of the Ancestor? I just saw him yawn. ”

The clansmen were completely confused, how could tens of thousands of warriors from Nankuimen suddenly disappear out of thin air?

At this time, the remaining light pole commander Xiong Batian was alone in the wind.

"No way, this must be a trick!"

The bear bully shook his head vigorously, he couldn't believe that his tens of thousands of disciples had disappeared in an instant, leaving not even a trace of it, as if the world had evaporated.

"The old ancestor is mighty and domineering!"

All the clansmen cheered for it, although they didn't know how Chu Zhongtian did it to make tens of thousands of Nankuimen warriors disappear, but they knew that this must be the hand of the old ancestor.

Seeing this, the big bear looked at Chu Zhongtian with extremely angry eyes.

"The ancestor of the Chu family?"

He looked at Chu Zhongtian, he couldn't feel the fluctuations of true qi on Chu Zhongtian's body at all, and he couldn't know how far Chu Zhongtian's cultivation had reached.

But in his opinion, Chu Zhongtian's face looked like he was no more than eighteen years old, and his cultivation could not be stronger than him, a seventeen-star martial saint.

But this big bear didn't know that Chu Zhongtian was already a hundred-star martial god, how could he see through Chu Zhongtian's cultivation.

"Bastard, look at this holy king who has destroyed you group of ants!"

Whisk!

Xiong Batian suddenly slapped towards Chu Zhongtian.

From his bear's paw, an extremely strong palm qi erupted, and this palm qi was like a burning sun.

"It's his mastery, the Great Sun Bear Fire Paw!"

The expressions of the people of the clan were incomparably terrifying, after all, it was a peerless skill performed by the Seventeen-Star Martial Saint, and the power was strong enough to destroy them in an instant.

At this moment, Chu Zhongtian's expression froze, and the burning palm qi in front of him, which was like a scorching sun, was actually completely extinguished.

"What about the palm of this holy king?"

The bear Batian's face was stunned, and he didn't know what was going on.

Bang!

Suddenly, it was as if an extraterrestrial meteorite fell directly from the void and smashed into Xiong Batian's body in the middle.

Bang!

After an earth-shattering explosion spread, a huge pit appeared in the square.

And Xiong Batian, who was in that deep pit, had completely lost signs of life.

Before the clansmen could react, what was going on, they heard Chu Zhongtian say:

"I'll get me a roasted bear's paw later, it's going to be fully cooked. ”

With that, Chu Zhongtian turned around and walked into the Mitian Tower.