Shen Tian snorted coldly, and the fist covered with one yuan of heavy water slammed out.

The surging power of gods and demons is blessed on the one-yuan heavy water, making the heavy water more powerful.

The face of the gourd-faced evil spirit cultist changed suddenly, and he hurriedly cast a spell to condense a black hideous evil flower in front of him.

This flower exudes a rich evil aura all over its body, and the screams can be vaguely heard between the flower branches, which is obviously not a serious spell.

Shen Tian could clearly feel the evil and weirdness of this black flower-shaped spell.

But he didn't care, because absolute power can crush everything.

Shen Tian's fist was not blocked by this evil flower spell, but directly shattered the evil flower into pieces.

Immediately after, his fist smashed the cultist's chest like a bamboo, sending it flying dozens of feet away in an instant.

The power of a punch is terrifying!

The cultists in the entire valley were a little stunned.

"Good boy, this seat looks down on you," the Blood Robe Hall Lord smiled, "You just call yourself the Holy Son?" ”

"Now there are only two holy lands of Yaochi and Shenxiao on this ancient battlefield, and there is no holy son in Yaochi Holy Land, so you are Shenxiao Holy Lord Shen Tian?"

The Lord of the Blood Robe Hall looked at Shen Tian and couldn't help but applaud lightly: "It is said that Shen Tian, the Holy Son of Shenxiao, is not only extremely talented and courageous, but also has a face that can make the Holy Maiden and Fairy crazy. ”

"Originally, I didn't believe it, but now that I see you, I believe it."

"Shen Tian, your appearance is not under the seat of your youth."

Be quiet.

There was silence throughout the canyon.

Those black-robed deacons all looked at the Blood Robe Hall Lord with strange eyes.

As for Shen Tian, he was quietly retreating and retreating towards the outside of the valley.

The Blood Robe Hall Lord said calmly: "Ahem, don't think about escaping, you won't have any chance." Shen Tian, how about we make a deal? ”

Shen Tian was slightly stunned: "Transaction? What is the deal? ”

A smile appeared on the face of the Blood Robe Hall Master: "I hope you can join this sect, if you are willing, this seat can personally accept you as an apprentice." ”

"With your talents, luck, and appearance, coupled with the teachings of this seat, it will not be difficult for you to become the Supreme Son of this religion in the future."

"You must know that the Holy Son of this sect has more power than the Holy Son of those Holy Lands, think about it!"

The cult of evil spirits, want to pull the Son of Ben into the religion?

Shen Tian was stunned, does this Holy Son look like an outlaw?

"Thank you for the love of the hall master, but Shen is afraid that he will not be blessed, and Shen will have his clothes confiscated in Xianmen Town, so he will leave."

With that, Shen Tian's body suddenly condensed the Vermilion Bird Thunder Armor, turning into a red divine shadow and rushing towards the outside of the valley.

"Hehe, it's good to be young."

A smile appeared on the face of the Blood Robe Hall Master: "It's a pity that it's not up to you to decide whether to enter the sect or not. ”

"If such a good seedling can be attracted to the church, it will be of great benefit to the future development of believers in the church."

"Heitian, Heixuan, leave the Holy Son of Shenxiao behind! I will turn around and talk to him, and I will surely be able to convince him to join the Holy Religion. ”

After that, the Blood Robe Hall Lord sat down on the chair for a long time, looking at Shen Tian with admiration.

Seem...... I'm looking at what other waves Shen Tian can make.

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Among the black-robed deacons, the two most powerful beings walked out, and they were all covered in black qi.

The two of them smirked and stretched out their hands to grab Shen Tian.

Suddenly, endless black qi surged, and in an instant, it caught up with Shen Tian, and condensed into a huge evil qi palm, which overturned down.

"Stay for this seat!"

The cultivation of each of these two people has reached the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, and half of their feet have already stepped into the realm of the Transformation Stage, and they are still joining forces.

The power of this evil mudra is enough to make the powerhouses of the Transformation Stage take it seriously.

Shen Tian knew that even if his current strength was no longer what it used to be, he still couldn't stop this move.

"Why are you forcing me? Why do you force me! ”

Shen Tian painfully took out a golden token from his arms: "Why did you force me to destroy you? ”

These are the three life-saving millimeters given by the master, and once you use it, you will have one less time!

Gritting his teeth, Shen Tian injected the mana into the Holy Son Order to activate it.

Rumble~!

In an instant, the entire Holy Son Order erupted with a thousand divine lights, and a powerful and majestic aura swept hundreds of miles.

A phantus holding a book in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, shrouded in the light of thunder immortals, slowly appeared in the canyon.

Facing the big handprint that grabbed towards Shen Tian, the phantom slowly stabbed the immortal sword in his hand.

At the steep hour, the thick clouds on the top of the nine clouds surged, and endless thunder floated and flickered in it, and then turned into a pillar of thunder and converged on the fairy sword in the phantom's hand.

Prosperous~!

Rumble~!

Rumble Rumble Rumble ~!

The original silver sword, under the continuous condensation of thunder, faintly turned purple.

A terrifying thunder greatsword, a hundred feet long, appeared in the black valley, illuminating the entire valley.

"Shenxiao Tianwei, lead it with a sword!"

The phantom spoke slowly, with an undeniable majesty in his voice, as if he was punishing the heavens.

The moment the phantom appeared, all the cultists in the canyon had a look of panic on their faces, which was instinctively suppressed.

Especially Hei Tian and Hei Xuan, who were facing the phantom, were all dissipating at this time, and they were constantly trembling.

Without external help, they would almost certainly die under an attack of this magnitude.

After all, thunder is the energy of heavenly punishment, and it is the most powerful way to restrain evil demons.

"Zhang Longyuan is really willing, ruthless enough!"

The Blood Robe Hall Lord's face changed slightly, although he was a Saint who had passed through the Tribulation Period, he was not afraid of the attacks of the Divine Heaven Holy Lord.

But he is not afraid, and it does not mean that his men can withstand this blow.

After all, if he didn't help, no cultist in the canyon would be able to retreat under such an attack.

"White Bone Blood Palm Print!!"

Under the blood-colored robe, a withered palm stretched out.

The palm was so shriveled that it was barely visible to see flesh and veins.

However, the whole body of the palm is a strange blood red, and the palm and back of the palm are covered with strange lines.

He suddenly stretched out his palm and swung the thunder sword towards the Saint Lord Phantom, and a giant palm print suddenly appeared in the void.

It was a blood-colored white bone palm print, exuding an extremely eerie aura.

Looking at this bloody palm print, it was like seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

……

After all, the Shenxiao Thunder Sword still collided with the blood palm print, and the mountain collapsed and cracked in an instant.

The terrifying tide of energy suddenly swept for dozens of miles, and obvious tremors could be felt for thousands of miles.

"It seems that I can't hide it!"

The Blood Robe Hall Lord's face was slightly gloomy: "Since you have to force this seat to do this, then don't blame this seat for making a complete fuss." ”

"Don't think that if you alarm the elders of Xianmen Town, they will be able to come and rescue you, you don't know what kind of existence the Sage is!"

"Before they get here, I'll take your concocted obedience and take you away!"

Taking a deep breath, the Blood Robe Hall Lord suddenly waved his sleeves.

In an instant, the smoke and dust in the entire valley dissipated.

The place where Shen Tian was originally located was already empty.

Blood Robe Hall Master: "??? ”

Blood-robed hall master#: "!! ”

Blood-robed hall master: "......???!!! ”

"I didn't expect you to have such a mysterious retreat technique?"

The Blood Robe Hall Lord coughed lightly: "It's a pity that this seat has locked your breath, even if you go deep into the ground, you can be pulled out!" ”

As soon as the Blood Robe Hall Master's words fell, he saw that the aura that was originally flying through the ground suddenly disappeared.

The whole valley was quiet for a while.

It's just that everyone feels as if they've heard something.

Syllable~

Bang Bang~

Bang Bang Bang ~

Yes, the sound of a slap in the face!

"How is it possible, how can this kid get out of the lock of this seat?"

The Blood Robe Hall Master felt a hot pain in his face, this shouldn't be! It's not scientific...... Metaphysics!

You must know that he is a Sage, even if he is only the most basic First Tribulation Sage, he is also an existence that has stepped into the Holy Dao Realm.

There are ants under the sage, and this sentence is not just talking.

Even if it was an existence at the peak of the Transformation Stage, it was almost impossible to restrain the qi in front of him.

Shen Tian is only in the golden body stage, how can he do this?

It's like a little ant bites you and you're about to crush it with one finger.

It turns out that this little ant suddenly disappears under your nose.

Aggrieved, unbelievable!

The Lord of the Blood Robe Hall said that his face hurt so much!

"Do you think that by mastering a secret technique of converging the qi machine, you can escape from the hands of this seat?"

"If you can run, the monk can't run the temple, this seat will go to Xianmen Town now, and destroy all your fellow doors, I don't believe you won't come out!"

The monstrous bloody aura emanated from the Blood Robe Hall Lord's body, tyrannical, murderous, and angry.

Although cultivating evil methods and cultivating with the blood, soul, and evil qi of living souls is faster, it is also easier to have problems in terms of mood.

Therefore, all the monks of the cult are basically extremely irritable, paranoid, and perverse.

Sometimes, they can even do things that end together.

……

At this time, the murderous aura emanating from the main body of the Blood Robe Hall shattered all the stratus clouds.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, countless living beings were trembling, feeling the surging coercion and murderous erosion.

No one doubted what the Blood Soul Hall Lord said, because if there was no saint in the Holy Land, he would indeed have the strength to slaughter Xianmen Town.

It's just that the time will definitely completely anger the two holy lands of Yaochi and Shenxiao, and attract endless pursuit.

"Kill all of you, retrieve the Formation Banner, and rescue Lord Holy Spirit, even if your master comes, what if your master comes?"

The Blood Robe Hall Lord sneered and walked towards Xianmen Town, the speed was not fast, and it seemed that he was deliberately torturing Shen Tian and making him feel guilty.

"Originally, this seat was not prepared to be so high-profile, you forced this seat, and they all died because of you."

"Don't even think about contacting the sages of your holy land to help, Xianmen Town is too far away from your holy land.

"Even if Zhang Longyuan arrives immediately after receiving the news, it will take at least a moment to arrive."

"And a quarter of an hour's time is enough for this seat to bathe Xianmen Town three times!"

The Blood-robed Hall Lord spoke eloquently as he walked, as if slaughter was just a common thing for him.

"How about it, would you like to go with this seat?"

"As long as you join the Holy Sect, this seat will spare your fellow disciples."

The Blood Robe Hall Lord smiled: "Think about it! ”

As the Blood Robe Hall Lord got closer and closer to Xianmen Town, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Because he felt it, a breath reappeared underground, and it was shooting towards the ground at a rapid speed.

Rumble~!

The earth exploded, and Shen Tian carried the golden divine wings on his back, looking helplessly at the blood-robed hall master.

His face was full of pain: "I said, can't you live well?" Why do you have to force this Son to destroy you? ”

Frankly speaking, Shen Tian was originally ready to slip away, but this blood-robed hall master had to make trouble.

also bloodied Xianmen Town, not to mention how many Shen Tian's partners there were in Xianmen Town.

Just the sturdy leeks, Shen Tian couldn't bear it!

What a saint, why do you have to provoke me!

Isn't it fragrant to find one separate and two wide, each looking for its own mother?

You have to do things, do things!

……

"Kill me?"

Listening to Shen Tian's arrogant words, the whole Blood Robe Hall Lord laughed angrily: "This seat wants to see how you destroyed me." ”

At this moment, the Blood Robe Hall Lord stood proudly in the void, and the terrifying holy power poured towards Shen Tian.

The atmosphere was tense in an instant, and killing intent permeated the void.

One second~

Two seconds~

Three seconds~

At Shen Tian's dantian, a small purple pagoda kept rotating.

A faint purple light emanated from the small tower.

Beautiful, yet deadly!