Around Shen Aotian, corpses were everywhere.

"It's not good, that's a disciple I sent!" Above the valley, a man with a full body of evil air came here, and when he saw the environment in the valley, he was immediately shocked, his body moved, and he rushed inside.

Shen Aotian's shot was ruthless and unjust, every time he made a move, a cultivator would fall, either slightly injured or dead.

His flesh and blood are luxuriant, comparable to the older generation of god cultivators, none of the god cultivators on the scene are his opponents, and even the Chaos Yuan Force can't be suppressed, after all, all the god cultivators who match this realm really can't be surpassed!

Shen Aotian's black hair was flying, and his posture was majestic, like a killing god, which made all the god cultivators of {Pig}{Pig}{Island}}com extremely frightened.

"Whew!"

With one hand, he tore a low-grade god cultivator in half, and with the other palm, he knocked another god cultivator with a knife into the air, like a demon god, with high spirits.

"Boy, dare to kill my disciple and find death!"

At this moment, a sword light, spanning a distance of a hundred zhang, slashed at Shen Aotian, with a strong and powerful pressure, making Shen Aotian's face rise with a touch of solemnity.

"A cultivator powerhouse of the inferior god spirit secret realm!"

Shen Aotian's flesh and blood were surging, condensed in his right hand, and he blasted towards the rushing sword light.

The earthquake shook the mountains, all the valleys were in turmoil, and the brutal power fluttered, knocking out the remaining dozen or so Divine Shuai Stage cultivators around them, vomiting blood and retreating.

And Shen Aotian was also floating all over his body, his chest was stuffy, and he retreated a few steps before he eased up.

"Brush!"

In front of Shen Aotian, a middle-aged cultivator in his thirties, holding a long sword, stood there, his body was full of murderous aura, his eyes scanned the surroundings, he frowned secretly, and stared at Shen Aotian without blinking: "Good boy, you dare to kill my disciple of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect, you should be killed!"

Shen Aotian's ruthless eyes looked at the middle-aged cultivator solemnly and said, "They are to blame, if they want to kill a cultivator like me, they must have the consciousness of being killed!"

"Very good, since that's the case, then I'll behead you!" The middle-aged god cultivator's expression turned cold, and he stepped forward and punched Shen Aotian with a domineering punch!

"Boom!"

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind arrived first, and the domineering courage blew Shen Aotian's face painfully, and all the surroundings were distracted, leaving only the iron fist that gradually became larger, using the momentum of heaven and earth, to smash at Shen Aotian's face!

"You're a little worse than the physical body!"

Shen Aotian snorted coldly, he was not afraid, his body was full of blood and energy, his spirit was like a tide, he stepped forward, and a punch slammed in.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking and breaking tendons sounded, which made all the cultivators around him stunned, only to see that the middle-aged cultivator's right hand had been completely shattered, blood was splashed, and the bone stubble was exposed.

"That's a low-grade god spirit powerhouse, it's really terrifying to be broken by a half-step god spirit cultivator who broke his right hand!" Some of the god cultivators who made a move stopped one after another, and looked at Shen Aotian in fear, as if they had seen a ghost.

Especially those who besieged Shen Aotian's Divine Shuai Period and the Divine General Period cultivators, they looked at each other, full of fear, at this moment they knew Shen Aotian's horror, Shen Aotian didn't do his best before, otherwise, they would have died a long time ago, as soon as they thought of this, they retreated again and again, until they came to the valley, they let go.

"Boy, I'll let you die!" The middle-aged god cultivator was furious, stopped the wound, roared, and retreated into the void, he knew that it was impossible to fight Shen Aotian in close combat, so as soon as his hand was raised, a murderous long sword appeared, and he swung a ten-zhang long sword qi at Shen Aotian.

"Boom!"

The sword aura is like a mountain, abrupt and burly, stirring up the chaos of the heavens, and the Yuan Force is happy, with the power of opening the sky, slashing towards Shen Aotian.

"Brush!"

Shen Aotian was like a breeze, like a ghost, stepping on footwork, and at the moment of a thousand shots, he escaped where he was standing, and he was dozens of feet in an instant.

A loud earth-shattering sound came out, and the place where he had just stood turned into a crack dozens of zhang long, bending into the distance, making all the cultivators terrified.

"Is this the power of the secret realm of the inferior god spirit cultivators!Hook the power of heaven and earth, and exert a combat power stronger than your own!" Shen Aotian was surprised in his heart, but at this moment, several sword lights flew in and slashed at him.

The sword aura was vertical and horizontal, murderous, misty, and vulnerable, and all the rubble around Shen Aotian was blown away and shattered into the void sky.

"Chaos Elemental Force Protector!"

Shen Aotian was not afraid of danger, his hand shook, and the Chaos Yuan Force turned into a shield, guarding him inside, covering the sword qi in the sky.

Immediately after, his expression was solemn, his hands pinched the seal, cumbersome and redundant, slowly, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, the chaotic yuan force in his body rolled, rushing towards his hands, in the dantian, the chaos yuan force land slowly decreased, and finally it was close to drying.

Shen Aotian's body trembled, and his hands pinched the seal little by little, hard and sluggish.

"What is he doing!

"That shield is the Chaos Yuan Force Evolution!"

"Look, it's time to play......"

All the cultivators around them talked about it, but they didn't come to attack, obviously they were borrowing the hands of the middle-aged cultivators to explore how powerful Shen Aotian's strength was.

The sword qi was like a rainbow and rain, falling one after another, but it was all covered by a shield, which made the middle-aged cultivator's expression very embarrassing.

"Excalibur Slashing Technique!"

At this moment, Shen Aotian was drenched in cold sweat, and finally finished pinching the seal in his hand, and his on-face battle spirit spear was dazzling, and with his shout, the battle spirit gun disappeared in a flash!

The Divine Sword Slashing Technique is a top-level secret technique, which is rare in the world, and now it is obtained by Shen Aotian, allowing him to directly cultivate this secret technique to the Mahayana. However, the secret method has been learned, but it is extremely hard to play, with his realm, it is impossible to exert its full power at all, but even a small part is enough!

The Battle Spirit Spear was used with a sword move, and it was still infinitely powerful, and one of them cut through the sky and flew towards the middle-aged cultivator who was standing in the void.

"What kind of secret technique is this, how is it so weird!" The middle-aged god cultivator was shocked, looking at the flashing battle spirit spear, he couldn't avoid it at all, the speed was too fast, and the qi machine had already locked on him, so he couldn't avoid it!

The sword is like a shock, and it is about to reach the heart of the middle-aged cultivator.

"Fight!"

The middle-aged god cultivator's face was fierce, his heart moved, and at the moment when the Battle Spirit Spear was approaching, he forcibly shifted his body.

"Ahh

Blood splattered, staining the sky red, the middle-aged god cultivator screamed, fell from the sky, on his chest, a terrible blood hole appeared, the battle spirit gun pierced the heart, but even so, it only made him cough up blood in his mouth one after another, and his breath was like a gossamer, as if he was on the verge of death.

This kind of injury, if an ordinary god cultivator had already died on the spot, however, the strong man of the secret realm of the lower-grade god spirit cultivator had already communicated with heaven and earth, not to mention the circulation of golden pills in the dantian, which was enough to protect the heart and save his life.

"Brush!"

Shen Aotian threw a pill into his mouth, and then, turning into a phantom, he ran towards the middle-aged cultivator who fell to the ground, wanting to kill him.

However, at this moment, several rays of light in the sky flew towards the middle-aged cultivator.

"Senior Brother......

"Senior Brother ......"

The cultivators who came were shocked, and they picked up the middle-aged cultivators and kept greeting.

Shen Aotian frowned, and stopped ten zhang away, the cultivators who came were all strong people in the secret realm of god cultivators, with his current state, he really couldn't be defeated, not to mention, there would be more cultivators in the big faction behind, and if he was besieged at that time, he would not be able to escape.

Looking at the many powerhouses of small and medium-sized sects around him, Shen Aotian's body moved, and he wanted to say goodbye.

However, the middle-aged cultivator's disciples did not agree, and jumped out one by one, blocking Shen Aotian's way.

"If you hurt the cultivator in my door, you want to leave, but there is no door!" a young cultivator shouted, the long sword in his hand fluttered, and he carried out a set of mysterious swordsmanship, and attacked Shen Aotian violently.

"Look for death!"

Shen Aotian's face was gloomy, his footwork was moved, turning into several phantoms, and he rushed towards the young god cultivator, and at the same time raised his big hand, smashing the sword qi, and one deceived him, and he came to the young god cultivator's side, and lifted him up with one hand.

"What, how can this be or, is this still a half-step divine spirit cultivator? In an instant, he defeated a low-grade divine spirit heavenly powerhouse!" All the surrounding divine cultivators were shocked, and some of them were even more frightened for a while!

"Let go of my junior brother, otherwise, my Ten Thousand Evil Sect will definitely make your life worse than death!" Behind the middle-aged cultivator, an old man stepped out in front of the public and threatened Shen Aotian.

"We are no longer dying! Aren't you sects just for some secret treasures? I tell you, it's impossible!" Shen Aotian's tone was extremely cold, unmoved, and in his hand, the young cultivator was caught by Shen Aotian and couldn't move.

"Quickly release my junior brother, and I can still leave you with a whole corpse, otherwise, you will not be able to escape!" another cultivator stood up and threatened Shen Aotian.

They were born in the Great Gate Sect, and they are used to issuing orders, and when they usually see it, who doesn't give face, but Shen Aotian doesn't eat this set at all.

"You threaten me! Hmph!" As soon as the dark energy in Shen Aotian's hand came out, a stream of chaotic yuan power immediately flowed out, submerging into the head of this young god cultivator, which made him extremely frightened, but he had more than enough strength in his heart.

In the end, his eyes widened, his consciousness was shattered, and he died here!

Seeing Shen Aotian's hand come to the door to cultivate the seven orifices of the blood, the old man was shocked and said, "You dare to kill my junior brother!"

"It's all here, what if you kill it!" Shen Aotian shook his arm, threw the god cultivator at the old man, and said murderously.

"Good, boy, don't want to get out of here today!" said the old man angrily.

"Buvan Formation!"

I only heard this old man snort coldly, beside him, several low-grade gods and powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect heard this, and one by one they were angry, holding long swords, and surrounded Shen Aotian inside.