At a certain moment, Shen Aotian's whole body trembled, and the mysterious meridians and paths were just finished running, and a fierce sword intent on his body burst out, intersecting with the fonts on the cliff, and they were closely related to each other, and then, the five big characters in the sky trembled, and they actually broke away from the cliff, turned into a sword intent, and rushed towards Shen Aotian.

"Zheng!"

The font entered the body, and it actually went straight down the meridians, slowly falling into the dantian, and then, condensed into a small sword more than an inch long, suspended in the sky above the outer land of the Chaos Yuan Force.

At the same time, the chaotic yuan force fluttered, rolled up the sky and flew in the sky, and the small sword, at this time, shot out a sword light, stirring the land below, making it agitate endlessly.

&n**pig**pig**island**p; Wang Yang roared, the waves were monstrous, the tide was surging, and at a certain moment, in the outermost part of the land, suddenly a whirlpool, condensed and formed, slowly became larger, absorbing the chaotic Yuan Power, swallowing them under the whirlpool, and disappearing.

Outside, all the cultivators were shocked when they saw the font disappear into Shen Aotian's body, and then, they were furious, and they used endless tricks to attack Shen Aotian.

"Boom!"

The sword light and sword qi were vertical and horizontal, but they couldn't hurt half of Shen Aotian's hair, and outside his body, a shield protected him inside, and on the shield, a sword qi fluttered, attacking all the sword intent, and shattering them all.

"How can this be, it can't be shaken!" all the cultivators were shocked, and stood on the spot with the artifact in their hands.

"I really didn't expect that he would have such a big opportunity to cultivate the secret art so smoothly, and attract the secret art and integrate it into his body, so that he could directly cultivate the secret art Mahayana and become a powerful secret method. You must know that in the Great Gate Sect, even the most genius cultivators, it will take several years for them to comprehend the secret art thoroughly and reach the Mahayana, this Shen Aotian was able to experience the Divine Sword Slashing Technique in an instant, and directly crossed the middle-grade Divine Shuai and cultivated to the realm of the high-grade Divine Shuai, which is really powerful!" Among the group of cultivators, an old man in Tsing Yi, who came here at some point, said with great admiration.

"Don't invade, everyone, it's useless to invade, it's a strong secret law protector, only stronger gods and strong people can break it!"

"It's really a fluke, but since only the exercises of the gods and spirits are broken, then wouldn't he be invincible!"

"No, it's just a phenomenon when he fuses, when he comes to his senses, the shield will automatically disappear, and at that time, unless he reaches an extremely high field, he won't have that kind of concentration!"

The sword intent was like the sea, like the abyss, like the prison, stirring in Shen Aotian's mind, making him realize the secret method moves one after another.

A grand school of sword intent, at a glance, is about to manifest.

"Such a strong mind!"

Shen Aotian's mind shook, as if he wanted to rush away from heaven and earth, but at this moment, a grand sense of crisis enveloped his heart, making him feel like he was on the verge of hell, as if there was a monster suspended on his head, a spirit, and he woke up.

"The top grade god is handsome, and the half-step god is the spirit!" Shen Aotian said to himself, only one step away from entering the secret realm of the gods, but this step is like a path, stretching ahead.

"Shen Aotian, hurry up and wait to die, otherwise, you will not be able to escape today!" At the moment when Shen Aotian's outer body shield disappeared, the leading cultivator of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect suddenly shouted.

"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough!" Shen Aotian stood up, his eyes were extremely cold, and he glanced around, and a fierce force erupted from his body, and sword qi surrounded him, making him like a rival to the Demon God, a sword monarch, and intimidating all cultivators.

"Catch him, there will be a great gift!" I don't know who shouted, and the eyes of all the cultivators were hot, and they rushed towards Shen Aotian.

"I really think of me as a fish to be slaughtered, but I have to enjoy my life!" Shen Aotian snorted coldly, and his footwork turned into a phantom, rushing towards all the cultivators.

Yin and Yang reincarnation slashing, devouring and killing divine techniques, one by one, kept slapping on the cultivators, making them vomit blood one by one, and blood stained the earth.

There is no strong man from the Divine Spirit Secret Realm here, so it should be hidden around, groping for Shen Aotian's combat power!

"Bang!"

Shen Aotian was full of blood, and with one punch, he knocked a middle-grade handsome powerhouse away, and kicked a high-grade handsome peak god cultivator with one kick, defeating all the god cultivators, Shen Aotian was like an invincible god-killing god, his hands were stained with blood, terrifying and terrifying.

"Kill!"

Many cultivators were red-eyed, and one by one they attacked wildly, putting their lives on the line.

"As long as it's a treasure that comes to him, it doesn't matter if the cultivator dies or not!" These are the words of the various sects, swirling in their ears, making them look rampant.

"Celestial Evil Combo!"

The leading cultivator of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect let out a loud shout, and the long sword in his hand fluttered, turning into a hundred surging killing swords, slashing towards Shen Aotian.

This is a secret technique, which can quickly draw the sword a hundred times, and it is the signature combat skill of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect.

"Phantom only!"

Shen Aotian shot ruthlessly, slapped it away, smashed all the killing swords, stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword body, and pinched it lightly, the iron sword shattered!

"What, what kind of energy is this, it's a second-grade artifact in my hand!" The leading cultivator of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect was shocked and decisively abandoned his sword and retreated, but it was too late.

Shen Aotian's big hand swept the mighty force, after crushing the long sword, he didn't stop, and slapped it directly on his chest, flying him into the air, sinking his sternum, and after touching a god cultivator, he coughed up blood one after another!

"So fierce!"

The cultivators no longer have a stable look, you must know that the leader of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect just now is a long-famous high-grade god handsome peak powerhouse, and he has already touched the threshold of the secret realm of the lower-grade god cultivators, and is about to enter, but now they have ended up with such an ending, which makes them feel terrified in their hearts and keep retreating.

"Brush!"

Shen Aotian's body was like electricity, his hands were like knives, and in an instant, he cut off the head of a cultivator who couldn't stop retreating.

This is a touching picture, a middle-aged god cultivator, his head is flying, blood is splashing on his neck, and behind him is a terrifying face of all god cultivators, his expression is ruddy, and his whole body is trembling.

Trembling and looking at the Shura region with stumps and broken arms, the companions who were lying in a pool of blood and extremely cold, and the Shen Aotian who stood proudly, some cultivators couldn't bear it, so they screamed and fled backwards quickly.

Shen Aotian's eyes were like electricity, shining brightly, opening and closing, as if the demon god was blinking, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, staring at the dozens of god cultivators in the distance.

There are no Divine Stage cultivators and secret realm powerhouses participating in the battle, which is a kind of assessment for him.

"What a terrifying body, this cultivator can actually cultivate to this extent, for fear that it is already comparable to those who are strongest in the flesh!" On a mountain cliff, the old man in green clothes, I don't know when he came here, his eyes exuded a strange color, and his clothes were hunting, like an elder, staring at Shen Aotian and commenting.

"Together, he is just a peak cultivator with a brutal body, and so many of us cultivators can consume him to death!" a group of cultivators shouted in the group of cultivators.

"Kill him!"

All the cultivators moved, and when they thought about it, Shen Aotian was just a high-grade god handsome peak cultivator, there were so many strong people here, and there were many people at the peak of the realm, could he still beat a god cultivator?

Immediately, all the cultivators roared one by one, holding swords in their hands, and attacked Shen Aotian.

Dao Gang's sword qi fluttered, and dozens of sword qi slashed towards Shen Aotian, but they were all shattered by his punch, but he was also shocked by that brutal force, and he stepped back.

Shen Aotian was rampant, his hair fluttering, his blood was floating, his essence was surging, he shouted loudly, stepped on the mysterious footwork, and came to the group of cultivators in a few steps, swinging his iron fist, and slammed away at all the cultivators.

The stump and broken arm fluttered, blood splashed, Shen Aotian was like a wolf into a flock, killing rampantly, tirelessly, with a fist as strong as a mountain, shattering the head of a god cultivator, his feet were like iron stones, and breaking the bones and tendons that another god cultivator stepped on, and died tragically on the spot.

This is a terrifying scene, Shen Aotian is like a demon god, he has been wreaking havoc on the spot, there are few god cultivators who can catch him more than three moves, all the god cultivators are shocked, and no god cultivator is not shocked.

"What is the origin of this kid, how can he have such an arrogant body, this blood is too luxuriant, looking at his appearance, I am afraid that it will be no problem to support him for a day!" On the cliff, there are many cultivators, these are all cultivators who rushed to hear the news, or cultivators who passed through here, they looked at Shen Aotian in horror one by one, and it was really hard to believe the scene in front of them.

"It is said that this kid has obtained the treasures of Xia Kang's Divine Spirit Palace, and most of the good things in it have been collected in the silent potential, and all the major sects are capturing this kid and want to collect the treasures on his body!"

"This is too ruthless, among those Divine Cultivators, half of the Divine Cultivators are disciples of the Great Sect! He actually killed them all, isn't he afraid of offending the major sects?" a loose cultivator stood in the void, muttering to himself.

"Hmph, since some big factions have issued a nirvana order, what about killing their disciples, this kid has some backgrounds, otherwise, he wouldn't be so careless!" A strong man stepped on the void and came to the side of this loose cultivator, watching coldly.

"The identity of this kid has already been clarified, and it is said that he is a god cultivator in the Xiaoyao Gate in the Yu Emperor region!" another god cultivator flew over, hung in the void, and said lightly.

"Hehe, Shen Aotian doesn't know, can he survive until the Jade Night Secret Realm is closed, should we make a move?" I don't know how many miles away, an old man dressed in black, his eyes shot out two black rays, piercing the void, looking at the environment of the valley, and said respectfully to a young man in white.

"No need, let's wait and see, we have our own business to do, have we found any traces of that thing?" The white-clothed cultivator had a peugeot face and fair skin, which was not much better than that of a woman.

"Young master, I haven't found it yet, but my subordinates said that it should be found soon!" The old man looked at the white-clothed cultivator and bowed.

"Check it out as soon as possible, we have limited time, if we can't find it before the closure of the Jade Night Secret Realm this time, then we just have to wait for the next five hundred years!" said the white-clothed cultivator lightly, and then, his body moved and disappeared in place.

The old man in black glanced at the valley again, turned into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared in place.