Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 687 One hundred thousand souls
In the face of everyone's killer move, Zhang Jian smiled, he put away the law of heaven and earth, put away the three heads and six arms, and returned to normal size.
"Kill!"
Although everyone didn't know what Zhang Jian was going to do, they didn't want to miss this good opportunity, and suddenly everyone's accumulated killer weapon suddenly came out.
Tens of thousands of brilliance burst out in unison, as if they were going to turn this piece of heaven and earth into powder.
However, in the face of so many attacks, Zhang Jian only said four words!
"Fight the stars!"
Zhang Jian's figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he appeared at the location of the Rakshasa Young Ancestor.
As for the Rakshasa Young Ancestor......
Yes!
A terrible scream sounded from the thousands of lights, and a Rakshasa demon the size of a thousand zhang was hit by everyone's killer weapon, and in an instant, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood was sprinkled in the sky.
The Rakshasa Young Ancestor wanted to struggle, but he was hit by so many attacks, even if he shot with all his strength and used his strength to eat, he couldn't escape, and was finally completely drowned, and the screams disappeared.
Rakshasa Young Ancestor, the second day of the Eastern Regions, was beaten into blood by everyone and died.
"Oh no, he's using that kind of martial art that can swap places again!"
"Damn, I almost forgot that he still has this kind of martial arts!"
"Young Ancestor, why did you die, how can we explain to Ancestor!"
The Rakshasa Young Ancestor died instantly, while Zhang Jian stood intact outside the attack, and in an instant, everyone turned pale, remembering Zhang Jian's magical power.
"Be careful, he can swap places, don't go all out again!"
Some people are alert that the death of the Rakshasa Young Ancestor has sounded the alarm for everyone, and they dare not be unscrupulous, after all, no one wants to be an unlucky ghost and be killed by their own people.
"This kind of martial art of his must have a limit, it is impossible to use it indefinitely, force him out first!"
Someone had a bright brain, guessed the truth, and immediately shouted loudly, alerting others.
As long as everyone is ready and no longer shoots with all their strength as just now, then everyone still has room for reaction and maneuver, and as long as they continue to force out this martial art, Zhang Jian will become a turtle in the urn at that time.
"It's a good solution, but it's a pity that it's useless for me!"
Hearing the discussion of everyone around him, Zhang Jian smiled lightly, and without waiting for everyone to react, he shrunk the ground into inches and suddenly came to Ximen Ancestor.
"Time stands still!"
Zhang Jian suddenly made a move, urging the Mixed Yuan Umbrella, and suddenly the space and time where he and Ximen Ancestor were were standing still.
This is the energy of the years on the umbrella of the mixed yuan, but with the strength of the ancestor of Ximen, if you want to break free, you only need a breath of time.
However, Zhang Jian would not give him this time, and suddenly the mixed yuan umbrella was raised.
"Big Destruction Slash!"
This is the second of the nine styles of slaying demons, which can cut everything, Zhang Jian Huo Ran made a move, it was amazingly fast, and it even urged a divine power, which was submerged in the mixed yuan umbrella.
The time of one breath was enough to make a sword, and the sword qi roared, slashing at Ximen Ancestor.
Ximen Ancestor recovered instantly, but Zhang Jian was too close to him, and he didn't have time to avoid it, so he could only resist hard.
However, in a hurry, what could he do, he could only form a frost sword qi in front of him with the frost sword intent, wanting to block it.
But Zhang Jian shot with all his might, and he didn't hesitate to spend a piece of divine power, how could he resist it in such a hurry.
Tear and pull!
In an instant, the sword qi was like a rainbow, shattering the frost sword qi, cutting through the void, and slashing through the body of Ximen Ancestor, and suddenly the cold sword qi ran through the void, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, Ximen Ancestor was killed by a sword.
Ximen Ancestor is not weak, the long sword in his hand is a treasure of inheritance, a low-level holy weapon, and he himself is the strength of the Peak Realm, with frost sword intent.
However, Zhang Jian shot with all his might, but it was not something he could resist, not to mention the thunderous blow that Zhang Jian used to take advantage of the moment when everyone was shocked, so it was not surprising that he killed with one sword.
"Next, it's your turn!"
Killed Ximen Ancestor, Zhang Jian waved his hand and put away Ximen Ancestor's long sword, although it was a low-level holy weapon, it could also be given away.
Turning around, Zhang Jian chased after the others.
Everyone was frightened at the moment when Ximen Ancestor was killed, no one expected that Zhang Jian would make a thunderous shot, killing with one blow, coupled with the strange and unstoppable Dou Zhuan Xingxing, at this moment, no one wanted to provoke Zhang Jian again.
What holy decree, what kind of favor, go to his uncle's, it is only right to save his life!
So above the imperial capital, there was a picture of Zhang Jian chasing and killing everyone, and everyone scattered and fled.
This scene stunned Old Man Jin and Nangong Xingchen, they originally planned to go to the rescue, but in the blink of an eye, this became the case.
The two glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes, and immediately turned around and fought towards other enemies as if they had fallen to the end of the world.
The enemy of a million was actually defeated by Zhang Jian, this scene made everyone in the Nangong family stunned and unbelievable.
With such a demon, I'm afraid that except for the old monster who has reached the peak of the peak realm, and the power of the peerless realm, no one will be able to stop him!
At this moment, this idea suddenly jumped in everyone's hearts.
You must know that Zhang Jian is only one level of the peak realm now, and he will kill all the four or five strong people of the peak realm to kneel and bow down, if his realm is improved, after reaching a higher level, how strong will he be.
After today, I'm afraid that there will be a shocking demon in the Eastern Regions.
The millions of enemies were finally shocked by Zhang Jian's fierce might, and they were completely defeated.
In the end, there were 100,000 corpses, and the blood flowed for thousands of miles, and everyone was afraid of being killed by Zhang Jian, so they fled far away, completely away from Zhang Jian.
Between heaven and earth, Zhang Jian stood with his hands in his hands, his long hair fluttering in the wind, he was wearing a black shirt, but he was blooming with golden radiance, standing between heaven and earth, becoming the focus of everyone.
At this moment, Zhang Jian's figure is deeply imprinted in their souls, and they are afraid that they will not forget it in this life.
Brush!
Suddenly, the black tripod on Zhang Jian's body flashed a black light, as if it was a reminder, allowing Zhang Jian to divert his attention from the millions of enemies, otherwise in this battle, I am afraid that more than 100,000 people would die.
"Hei Ding has digested it, now you can use that trick, King Golden-winged Dapeng, I will give you a big gift!"
Looking at the changes in Hei Ding, Zhang Jian had a smile on his face, he waited for a long time, and finally waited for Hei Ding to finish digesting.
"Dingqi, refining all things!"
Zhang Jian took a step forward and waved his hand violently, and the sound was like thunder in the nine heavens.
In an instant, the black tripod flew into the sky, and the wind rose, turning into a thousand zhang giant tripod, booming, crushing the void, barely dragged by the vacuum, and the earth was all shaken together, spreading for thousands of miles.
"100,000 soul blood, condense it for me!"
However, under the eyes of everyone, dragon-like energy surged from all directions, and these energies were extremely mixed, with aura, demonic energy, and even more evil qi and bloody power......
These energies come from the 100,000 living beings who were killed by Zhang Jian, including the Rakshasa Young Ancestor, Ximen Old Ancestor, Prince and countless other Tianjiao powerhouses, although they are dead, but their energy is still in this world, at this moment, they were absorbed and condensed by Zhang Jian with a black tripod. Zhang Jian wanted to borrow the blood of these 100,000 living beings to refine an unprecedented elixir.