The figure that swooped down from the sky quickly became a group with the heavenly soldiers and generals.

Chu Tian's eyes were sharp, and through the piercing sword intent on the body surface of those attackers, he could see the faces of these guys at a glance - without a face, it was just a smooth curved panel!

These guys are clearly not real people, but exist like humanoid puppets.

However, the sword intent emanating from their bodies was so fierce and terrifying, it was like a long sword with a substantial handle tearing through the void, and countless wriggling and winding sword rays swayed slightly in the air, constantly making a 'snort' sound.

What shocked Chu Tian even more was that the aura emanating from the sword intent on the bodies of these attackers was exactly the same, without the slightest difference, as if they were countless clones of a person.

As a result, the sword light emitted by these attackers swinging their swords can overlap perfectly.

One after another sword lights overlap together, two sword lights overlap to burst out with twice the power, four sword lights overlap together, the power directly becomes eight times, eight sword lights overlap together, the power of the sword light becomes thirty-two times amazing!

In this way, when hundreds of sword lights suddenly fused and superimposed into a thousand-foot-long sharp sword ray, the power of this sword light had been increased to a suffocating level.

A sword light flashed, and hundreds of heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals were stopped and cut off, and a ball of golden light flew out of their bodies, and the golden light group filled with a faint black gas expanded rapidly, and it was about to erupt, and a large sword rain fell from the sky, directly cutting these golden light clusters.

Countless translucent golden figures floated in the air, screaming in panic, not knowing what to do.

The wind blew, and the wisps of golden figures gradually dissipated.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals roared as if they were crazy, as if they had seen something rebellious, flapping their black wings and slaughtering wildly towards the sky.

Those attackers who fell from the sky waved their swords in their hands, and the swords continued to fall and overlap, but the poor Canglan Mountain Mine Supervisor Yamen was stationed here with the lowest-level heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, and they were almost powerless to resist in the face of the attacks of these attackers.

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were wiped out in an instant, and the hysterical howls of the Underworld Horn Clan were heard from high in the sky.

The black pressure like a dark cloud rushed out of their lair, and there were dozens of amazing Underworld warriors' bodies swelling rapidly, and black pythons with more than a hundred snake heads grew out of the black smoke behind them, and they opened their hands and held the two split nests hard.

On the smooth slice of the ruined nest, countless wriggling black and red transparent hoses were derived, and these tubes like blood vessels squirmed rapidly, quickly hooked together, and then tensed hard.

Under the full push of dozens of powerful masters of the Underworld Horn Clan, whose bodies had swelled to a height of 100 miles, the two hemispherical nests that had been cut open began to slowly close to the middle, looking like they were about to be put together again.

High in the air, the translucent figure that exuded the sword intent of the unforged sword raised the three-foot small sword in his hand, and dozens of swords were slashed down with a snap of his fingers.

The monstrous sword light was like a frenzy, instantly submerging the lair of the Underhorn clan that could be pieced together, drowning dozens of the most powerful Underhorn warriors, and drowning countless Underworld warriors who rushed out of the lair.

The 100,000-mile-diameter Stygian Lair completely collapsed, being cut into pieces of uniform size, dragging smoke and spitting out plasma, slowly falling from the sky.

The sky was full of black feathers rolling, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers were about to be killed, the wings behind them disintegrated, and the black feathers with a faint dead air fell from the sky like a gorgeous snow.

High in the sky, there were only thousands of stunned Underworld warriors, who stared blankly at the nest falling from the sky, their bodies trembling violently, and one by one let out a monotonous roar of 'yaa' like dementia.

They couldn't believe that such a powerful lair could be completely shattered in the hands of that transparent figure in just a few snaps of their fingers...... What kind of power is this? Is this the strength of the Heavenly Emperor?

But in the Heavenly Court, which Heavenly Emperor would oppose the Underworld Horn Clan?

And the current Five Emperors of the Five Directions, none of them are dominant in the way of the sword, and no Emperor of Heaven is good at using the sword!

On the ground, countless sect representatives, family cultivators, and scattered cultivators who had come to Nagong looked at the attackers who had descended from the sky in amazement. Many sect representatives have very good eyesight, and they also recognize the origin of these guys.

"They're not alive, they're not alive! they're puppets, they're sword puppets!"

"Oh my God, oh my God, it's none of us, it's not about us!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm about to soar, don't kill me!"

There was chaos on the ground, and in the face of these attackers who swept away the garrison of the mine supervisor Yamen like chopping melons and vegetables, where did these monks have the courage to resist?

Among the monks present, the strongest were only the great cultivators who were comparable to the peak of the Heaven Breaking Realm, they were even weaker than the weakest Heavenly Soldiers, how could they be the opponents of these attackers?

Just now the voice sounded again: "People who travel thousands of miles, just to seek wealth, lay down their arms, hand over all your tribute, and do not want to kill in vain...... Tsk, those little ladies in red, you are not allowed to run!"

In the crowd, there were several beautiful girls in red dresses who were running around with the chaotic crowd. They don't know which sect or family they belong to, and there are no masters around them, and the cultivation of several girls is at the peak of the realm and the level of the realm of life.

The voice roared again: "People travel thousands of miles, just to seek wealth, but there is still a little habit in the bottom, and when you see a beautiful little lady, you can't walk! Hey, if you don't want to kill in the next big fight, all the beautiful little girls will be handed over!"

The sound of sharp sword light breaking through the air came, and more than a dozen puppets exuding terrifying sword intent flew over, quickly surrounding several girls in red long skirts. As soon as the long swords in the hands of these puppets were horizontal, they blocked the way of several girls.

Several girls screamed, and a few young monks on the side who seemed to want to save the beauty had just taken two steps to this side, and dozens of sword lights fell from the sky, killing several young monks on the spot.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the blood mist was sprayed, the strength of these puppets was too strong, and they did not mean to deliberately attack the range in the air, their sword light covered a radius of hundreds of zhang, and they killed hundreds of monks by mistake.

The ground was covered with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Tsk, what did you just say? As long as you don't resist, you'll be fine, hey, why do you want to do such a stupid thing?"

High in the sky, the transparent figure that had destroyed the nest of the Underworld Horn clan collapsed, and a big man with a beard on his face walked in step by step from outside the sword curtain surrounded by hundreds of puppets, standing proudly above the mine supervisor's yamen.