Fifty years ago, his strength could be ranked 258th compared to the heavenly list, and now fifty years later, he has got some opportunities, and his strength has reached a higher level, and he can already rank 222nd on the heavenly list.

According to the principle of comparative kills in the ranking of the heavenly ranking, in the range of 300~200, the difference in ranking is 30 places, and you can have the strength to kill the opponent.

In Sun Jingtian's opinion, judging by Zhao Ritian's cultivation aura, Zhao Ritian ranked around 250th on the heavenly list at best, and he had the ability to kill!

"Then it's up to you to see if you can kill me!"

In order to pretend to be like some in order to smoothly implement the plan, Zhao Ritian only took out two heaven-level lower-grade swords.

"Suffer death!"

Sun Jingtian Old Demon's pure physical strength reached more than 300,000, and with the blessing of 17 times his Spirit Yuan True Qi, his physical strength could reach more than 500,000,000, and after a 44-fold increase in his heaven-level mid-grade martial arts, the damage of the long stick could reach more than 2.4 million.

The long stick in his hand, carrying more than 2.4 million huge damage, swept towards Zhao Ritian.

In the process of sweeping, the black stick qi blasted through the air resistance and turned into two huge air ropes, like the big long trunk of a giant elephant, winding towards Zhao Ritian at a speed of about 200 meters per second.

The energy stimulated by a heaven-level low-grade weapon is no less powerful than a heaven-level low-grade spell!

Zhao Ritian sneered inwardly, but his expression pretended to be shocked.

The two heaven-level low-grade swords in his hand slashed out the two sword qi of green and yellow.

The green is wood, turning into the vine of sword qi, and the yellow is earth, turning into rolling mud waves, and the power of the two is not inferior to the power of ordinary heaven-level low-grade spells.

The stick qi and the sword qi collided first.

It's like a meteorite hitting the earth, bursting out with a huge energy aura.

The energy storm swept out, the earth boulders flew up, the giant trees broke down, and everything within a radius of 100 meters was swept into the air dozens of meters high by the huge energy storm.

In the energy storm, Zhao Ritian counterattacked, and the long sword in his hand performed the life and death rotation sword technique, catching up with the long stick that Sun shocked and swooped down like a mountain.

Rumble!

A wave of energy storm had just swept out, and an even greater energy storm engulfed in.

In such a huge energy storm, even if the divine sense detected it, it was immediately crushed.

"Who's going to have the upper hand?"

After all, only a few ancient forces and sect disciples knew the rules of robbery, and most of the martial cultivators entrenched around them were only ordinary strength, and their eyes could not see through Zhao Ritian's shocking strength.

Therefore, when they saw Zhao Ritian and Sun Jingtian fighting earth-shatteringly, they were all curious in their hearts, and they could only watch from afar.

At this time, I saw Zhao Ritian being blasted out of the energy storm in embarrassment.

embarrassed, it was Zhao Ritian who pretended.

If he wants to kill Sun Shocking Old Demon, he is now easy.

His purpose was to destroy the Blood Sacrifice Array around the city.

The wings of the gods and demons behind him flapped, and he stabilized his body in the half quarter of an hour after flying back, pretending to be invincible and trying to escape.

"Boy, where are you going to run?"

The ground-level high-grade flying magic weapon behind Sun Jingtian fanned, chasing towards Zhao Ritian at a speed of about 250 meters per second.

He knew that Zhao Ritian was a formation master, and he couldn't let Zhao Ritian pull a distance to arrange the formation, otherwise he would fall into a difficult formation siege.

Zhao Ritian saw that Sun Jingtian blocked his escape route and forced him to retreat to the Sword King City.

Of course he knew Sun Jingtian's thoughts, Sword King City was the lair of the Demon Palace, and masters such as the sect master and elder of the Demon Palace were among them, and there were also strong people such as Sun Jingtian, Tianluo Jue, and Blood You.

It can be said that in Sun Jingtian's opinion, as long as Zhao Ritian is forced into the Sword King City, then Zhao Ritian is ten times more powerful, and he will die without a place to be buried.

"You ......"

Zhao Ritian pretended to be frightened and angry, but in fact, retreating into Sword King City was exactly what he wanted.

According to the ten-square formation, the Demon Hall arranged ten blood sacrifice array altars in the outermost part of the city wall, and the direction of Zhao Ritian's escape, the formation represented the blood sacrifice array altar of the fire gate.

"You're dead!"

Sun Jingtian chased after him, and the heaven-level low-grade long stick in his hand swept, and he thought it was a warehouse

Zhao Ritian, who fled in a hurry, would choose to continue to dodge.

Who knew that when Zhao Ritian's god and demon wings flickered in the next moment, he turned around dexterously, and the sword he held in both hands had already slashed out two sword qi of more than thirty zhang and met it.

The stick qi and the sword qi collided again, and a powerful energy storm erupted, sweeping from dozens of meters in the air to the Blood Sacrifice Array Altar below the city wall.

Although the Blood Sacrifice Array Altar below was presided over by the Martial Venerable Sixth-Order Realm powerhouse of the Demon Palace, where could it resist Zhao Ritian's intention?

In the energy storm, Zhao Ritian's formation control was hidden.

He didn't directly destroy the formation, but quietly used the aura of heaven and earth to make moves with the formation eye of the formation, and replaced it with the Nine Palace formation.

With one successful blow, Zhao Ritian pretended to be embarrassed and flew towards the other Blood Sacrifice Array Altar next to him.

Sun Jingtian screamed, angry, Zhao Ritian seemed to him to be like a loach, and every time he was about to trap Zhao Ritian, he always let Zhao Ritian escape dangerously.

At this time, the high-level leaders of the Demon Palace, such as Ling Jiuyou and the Heavenly Demon Emperor, had already heard the news and rushed over.

When they saw Zhao Ritian, they were also enemies, and their eyes were red with anger.

For the Heavenly Demon Emperor, Zhao Ritian killed his son, the Ghost Monarch Heavenly Demon Spirit, and took away a ghost handkerchief from their Heavenly Family.

For Ling Jiuyou, at the Tongtian auction fifty years ago, Zhao Ritian killed the old demon Wuqi with a ghost spell in front of him, which made him lose face in front of the powerhouses of the Kyushu Ten Thousand Worlds.

"Stop him!"

Sun Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the reinforcements coming.

"Old Ghost Sun, don't beat him to death with a stick!"

The Heavenly Demon Emperor smiled solemnly, the pair of slender Yin Snake Eyes flashed with a cold glow, and on the blood-red robe on his body, thirty-six Soul Devouring Ghost Pets flew out.

In an instant, within a radius of thousands of meters, the blood-colored yin wind blew, and the ghost spell shrouded the surroundings, and the entire space seemed to be pulled into the hell ghost realm.

"I also want to share half of his soul! The deity also let him taste the taste of not being able to die!"

As the sect master, Ling Jiuyou's strength was the strongest, and he could rank 175th on the Heavenly List, and he saw that the Heavenly Ghost Emperor and others had already surrounded Zhao Ritian, so he was not in a hurry to make a move.

Zhao Ritian pretended to be desperate, took out the spirit bottle, and drew out a cloud of heaven and earth aura, wanting to arrange a formation around.

"Stop him! Don't set him up in formation!"

Ling Jiu's cold voice ordered.

"Got it. ”

The Heavenly Demon Emperor smiled, and had already given an order to his ghost pet to begin devouring Zhao Ritian's formation.

At the same time, the great elders of the Demon Hall also shot out in unison and attacked Zhao Ritian to prevent Zhao Ritian from setting up the formation.

"Hehe, it looks like it's all here!"

Zhao Ritian pretended to be defeated, but he was just acting for the strong people entrenched in the surroundings, proving that he and the people of the Demon Temple had a common enmity.