Now these monks from different forces have become completely one, and the killing, bloodthirstiness, and brutality in the depths of their souls have finally been completely ignited by Chen Gong.

Now they have only one purpose in mind, to kill the man in front of them, the man who almost took his own life!

Deeply trapped in the monstrous murderous aura, Chen Gonggujing's mood rippled slightly, and then immediately regained his calm.

The face hidden behind the stained blood revealed a solemnity that had never been seen before.

A group of people is not terrible, what is terrible is a group of masters of the merger period who do not want to die. However, Chen Gong did not flinch at all, and still pointed at the dozens of opponents in front of him with the Red Flame Sword in his hand.

These people were able to survive, and all of them were the best among the original nearly 100 people.

Rumble!

A loud bang sounded in everyone's ears, and a thunderbolt slammed down towards Ge Xiaotian.

This is already the seventy-first Heavenly Thunder, and there are still ten left.

But Ge Xiaotian had already sensed that the ten heavenly thunders were a little out of reach. The blue giant sword that was originally radiant was already dim at this time, and Ge Xiaotian's hair was messy at this time, and his snow-white beard was full of bright red blood, and the bright red blood was still dripping down drop by drop.

His piercing eyes had now become dim and dilate, and his erect body had become stiff and weak.

Now he has become a veritable old man.

How nice it would be if the Tianyao Yunhua umbrella was still there!Ge Xiaotian raised his azure giant sword, and his thoughts couldn't help but think of the Tianyao Yunhua umbrella that had been scrapped in advance because he couldn't hold his mind for a while.

Rumble!

The thunder slammed into the azure giant sword, the light on the giant sword dimmed a little, and Ge Xiaotian's body became more and more rickety.

Bang dang!

The giant sword finally fell to the ground, and the heavenly thunder, which had been weakened by most of its power, fell fiercely on Ge Xiaotian's body.

The body shield released a dazzling light and withstood the thunder, but Ge Xiaotian sat on the ground with his butt slumped, blood spurting out of his mouth.

There are nine more!

Ge Xiaotian secretly pondered, and then struggled to stand up, the dried meridians desperately squeezing out the last bit of true yuan power, and then forming a brilliant body protection shield around his body.

Boom! Another thunderbolt slashed down with the power of opening the heavens and splitting the earth.

Ge Xiaotian roared angrily and raised his fist to strike at the thunder.

A ball of pure white light suddenly emerged from the huge fist, forming a circle of light shields that protruded forward, protecting Ge Xiaotian's entire person under the light shield.

Rumble!

The fist strength of the inexplicable strength and the power of the flesh finally collided head-on with the thunder, and Ge Xiaotian's pale face swelled up with a red tide like drinking, his brows were tightly locked together, revealing a painful expression, and his legs were trembling constantly.

Poof, blood finally gushed out of his mouth again, and the blood stained the earth red, and it was so dazzling under the dazzling light of the thunder.

"Boom!"

The thunder was finally knocked back, and Ge Xiaotian sat on the ground again, his arms trembling and drooping weakly, the inexplicable power shield of the brilliant light finally disappeared without a trace, no matter how hard Ge Xiaotian tried, he couldn't summon that power anymore.

"Old man Ge has already used the power of popular faith, he is no longer able to resist the catastrophe, everyone work harder, send this old thing on the road as soon as possible!" As if to boost the morale of his side, the old man with Scar shouted loudly.

There are also eight paths, Ge Xiaotian silently recited. Despair finally appeared in the godless eyes. The only thing he could rely on now was his physical body and the pitiful amount of True Yuan Power.

As for the power of popular faith that Old Man Scar said, because of some strange rules in the empire, he has only collected and condensed so much over the years, at most allowing him to block a powerful third heavenly thunder, and then it will be directly consumed.

Even if he was able to take the next Heavenly Thunder now, I am afraid that he would no longer be able to stand up and meet the remaining seven Heavenly Thunders.

Am I going to die like this?" Ge Xiaotian thought sadly, glanced back at his grandson who was guarding him, and then turned his gaze to Chen Gong, who was raising his sword and pointing at everyone, his face full of fierceness and arrogance.

Maybe it's better to die like this, so he doesn't have to be dragged down by me, with his ability, he should be able to retreat with Yun Heng and them!

Ge Xiaotian thought bitterly, and then raised his head to look at the cloud-covered sky, dazzling lightning rolled and flickered in the moving clouds, a huge whirlpool was forming, and a vast and majestic coercion was being released from that whirlpool, firmly locking him.

Ge Xiaotian stood up again, his face was calm and resolute, and the muscles of his body were knotted together, like the roots of an old tree.

Even if he knows that he is going to die, he will fight to the end, and he will not cowardly choose to close his eyes and wait for death.

For he is the strong, the proud strong.

Rumble!

The seventy-third heavenly thunder finally struck down from that whirlpool.

A dark red light brightened sharply in the air, and Chen Gong finally drew his sword, and he once again struck into the crowd.

Where the sword light passed, severed limbs and stumps, flesh and blood flew sideways, and screams rang out.

But the rain of blood, the chaotic stumps, and the terrible screams aroused more and more the most primitive murderous side in the depths of everyone's souls, and everyone was red-eyed, and their minds were full of killing, and everyone was now in a state of selfless madness.

Perhaps only in this way can they completely forget the strong pressure and terrible fear that Chen Gong brought to them.

There were only dozens of fierce battles, but the killing filled the entire desert, and what people thought of was thousands of troops and horses fighting fiercely, with rivers of blood, mountains of heads, and corpses all over the field!

It's become a slaughterhouse, an eighteen layers of hell.

Chen Gong wielded the Red Flame Sword and fought frantically, killing the sky and the earth dark, killing the blood like a river, killing him so that he forgot everything.

The first sword was all based on intuition, but it was faintly in line with the way of heaven, and the arc of the long sword through the air was like a whimsy, natural and invulnerable.

In such a selfless battle of life and death, martial arts gradually reached the realm of perfection, Chen Gong even forgot that what he was holding in his hand was a sword, he only knew that he had a sword in his heart, and where the sword in his heart pointed, the sword in his hand would point.

Whichever place he doesn't have a bone sword in his hand now, his fist will immediately turn into the sharpest sword in the world.

Heaven and earth disappeared in Chen Gong's eyes, only the sword in his heart, and the targets that shook in front of him.

Take out the sword and collect the sword, do whatever you want.

No matter how many enemies he has, no matter how strong or weak his enemies are, he only cares about the sword in his heart, the sword that is invincible and invincible.

Gradually, the number of times the enemy can hurt him is getting less and less, and the damage he inflicts on the enemy is getting stronger and stronger, many times it is because the immortal yuan power in Chen Gong's body is scattered too much into the flesh, which makes him too uncomfortable, and deliberately let the enemy's fierce attack fall on his own body, and many times he deliberately uses the sword in his hand to fight the enemy hard.

However, there are too many enemies and too strong, and it is equally difficult for Chen Gong to win in such a head-to-head duel.

Little by little, time passed.

Rumble!

Ge Xiaotian finally relied on his physical body and the only remaining bit of true yuan power to knock the heavenly thunder back, and then the whole person was also slammed to the ground by the heavenly thunder, his mouth was close to the ground, blood gushed from his mouth to the ground, and he fell into a short coma.

The thunder above continued to brew, and soon it rumbled down again, but Ge Xiaotian still didn't move.

"House Master!" a sad scream came out of Ge Nan's throat, and his self had already turned into an afterimage and swept to Ge Xiaotian's side.

Looking at the dazzling thunder in the sky, Ge Nan's eyes showed a determined gaze.

He was an orphan, his life was picked up by Ge Xiaotian, he raised him, taught him the way of cultivation, gave him pills to take, and gave him high-quality spars, the best magic weapons.

Now it's time for him to repay Ge Xiaotian with his life.

Crackling, the bones of Ge Nan's body were like fried soybeans, his muscles swelled, his long hair fluttered in the air, and the whole person was much taller in an instant. The black clothes on his body also exploded, turning into pieces of broken noodles and disappearing with the wind.

Ge Nan's majestic body, the muscles of steel kept shaking, and sweat poured out of the muscles like rain.

The wound on his left chest was completely cracked, and blood gushed out like a spring, but Gan Nan didn't seem to be aware of it.

Ge Nan roared angrily, his muscular bulging steel arms holding the golden spear and facing the thunder in the sky without hesitation.

Rumble!

The thunder struck the golden spear, but in an instant, the spear broke inch by inch, and the thunder continued to press down and hit Gan Nan's firm fist.

"Ge Bei!" Ge Nan roared.

Ge Bei, who was already full of solemnity, turned into an afterimage and swept through the air, standing proudly beside Ge Xiaotian, the golden spear in his hand pointed to the sky, and his body kept expanding, revealing a body as strong as steel.

Ge Nan saw Ge Bei, and then his eyes slammed into a meal, and he roared angrily, and his fist suddenly burst into dazzling light.

Then there was a bang, and his whole body exploded.

The rain of blood fell on the sky, on Ge Bei's body, and also on his face.

Two bloody tears slipped silently from Ge Bei's eyes.

Thunder was blocked by Ge Nan like this, and his power was greatly reduced, and he was hit by Ge Bei with all his strength, and finally repelled, but Ge Bei was already seriously injured.

The thunder that could hit the despair of a master like Ge Xiaotian was really not something that their merger stage cultivators could compete with, even a master like Ge Bei who had already stood at the peak of the late merger stage.

Almost before everyone came back to their senses, there was another flash in the crowd, and Ge Yunheng stood beside Ge Bei with a resolute face.

The hot blood dripped on Ge Xiaotian's face, which finally made him sober up, and slowly opened his eyes, he saw Ge Bei holding a spear to the sky, and bright red blood hung on the corner of his mouth.

Ge Bei's side was his grandson with a resolute face, the white tiger knife was tightly held in his hand, and the green tendons in his arms were bulging.

Ge Xiaotian immediately realized how he came back.

Although the dead soldiers who came with his subordinates were originally tasked with blocking the thunder for him, at this moment, Ge Xiaotian suddenly stood up, pushed Ge Yunheng away, pushed Ge Bei away, and shouted fiercely with a fierce face: "Get out! Get out!"

In the midst of the fierce battle, Chen Gong discovered the critical situation on the side of the Heavenly Tribulation, and he also saw his apprentice standing beside Ge Xiaotian.

Chen Gong's eyes flashed with a hint of anxiety, he couldn't let his disciple die in vain, that level of heavenly thunder was definitely not something he could resist.

Chen Gong's sword was suddenly much more fierce, and he had to rush out to stop his apprentice's stupidity.