"Ignorant people, let you know how powerful this seat is!"

Although Du Bing is a female monk, her personality is very irritable and she takes the lead in making moves.

A ball of blue true qi containing terrifying power was condensed in her palm, and when she pushed forward, the true qi turned into three qi swords and stabbed at her.

The black chain that she took out first was still pinched in her hand, waiting for an opportunity.

This is a spirit soldier that can bind and seal enemies.

Only after Chu Jun used the Sky Splitting Whip would Du Bing sacrifice the treasure to arrest him.

"Let's do it together, and we can do it quickly!"

Sun Jiwu drew his sword and joined the battle.

However, he did not approach Chu Jun, but slashed out one sharp sword qi after another, attacking and killing in the air.

The condensed true qi of the pure yin night travel realm, each one is enough to bombard the grandmaster realm, and if Chu Jun wants to resist, he must use a superb spirit weapon.

This is exactly the plan of Sun Jiwu and others.

As long as Chu Jun used the spirit weapon once, it would mean that there was no threat, and it would be much easier to do it next.

They still thought that Chu Jun could only use the spirit weapon once.

The same is true of the phantom dream who hides in the shadows and observes the situation.

"The word ignorant is more appropriate for you. ”

Chu Jun did not hesitate to urge the Sky Splitting Whip.

Mysterious traces suddenly appeared in the void, and in an instant, the spirit soldier hidden in the void appeared like lightning, and smashed down with a terrifying force.

"Not good!"

Du Bing was the first to be locked, and it was only at this time that she really understood the horror of the superb spirit soldier.

Like the crushing of thousands of mountains, there is an irresistible coercion, and the soul is deeply shocked.

Bang!

The soul was suppressed, and Du Bing couldn't sacrifice the black chain in his hand, so he was smashed by the Sky Splitting Whip to protect the true qi of the body, spraying blood wildly.

That terrible force that destroys everything, the unbridled impact in her body, doesn't care how well she is maintained.

With a scream, Du Bing was seriously injured and fell to the ground, his bones were shattered, and his body was deformed and distorted.

With such a serious injury, even if it is a pure Yin Night Traveling Realm power, it will take a long time to recover.

"Fanatic!"

"The old man can't allow you to go wild here!"

Master Huiming's old eyes turned pure gray at this time, and there were no pupils.

He looked into the void and reached out to grab it, casting a spell to summon it.

The mysterious magic power suddenly erupts, which can erase the soul brand in the Sky Splitting Whip, and even manipulate the treasure for yourself.

"Elder, I'm here to help you!"

Another old monk, Xuan Yin, clasped his hands together and rushed into the air like a humanoid cannonball, hitting the Sky Splitting Whip with his body!

A layer of extremely strange power was condensed in his body, and it was another mysterious spell 'Qi Forbidden'.

Using this method, you can prohibit the sword qi from harming yourself, and the effect is very mysterious.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time! Chu Jun is dead!"

Master Xuanze looked at Chu Jun with a hideous gaze, and the robe on his body was shocked by the golden true qi, as majestic and solemn as an Arhat descending from the earth.

He was the one who knew the existence of the Sky Splitting Whip the most among the six, so he refused to be the first to make a move and let Du Bing be a substitute for the dead ghost.

Now that the Sky Splitting Whip has completed a blow, the power of the next one has plummeted, and it will definitely be taken away by Hui Ming and Xuan Yin.

Chu Jun naturally wanted to become a prisoner, and he handed it over to Prince Chunyang to receive a reward.

Bang!

The true qi was agitated, and Master Xuanze lifted his fist seal and smashed it at Chu Jun, the power of thunder.

"Don't let them steal the treasure!"

Sun Jiwu was taken aback, and he didn't care about Du Bing, who was seriously injured, and hurriedly used his body to rush into the air to snatch the Sky Splitting Whip.

As long as he can master this treasure, he will be the next head of the Qiantian Sword Sect!

He even became the number one master of the Pure Yang Empire!

"You still want to rob me of my treasures?

Chu Jun stretched out his hand with a sarcastic face and pointed at the empty whip.

What he left behind in it was not only a divine thought, but also the breath of the innate demon god species, not to mention just Huiming, even if the host of the Mystery Temple came in person, it would be impossible to erase it!

Airplanes!

The Sky Whip flickered away.

Huiming's spell beckoned, inviting loneliness.

The Xuanyin mage who used the qi forbidden technique to hit the treasure was lonely.

Sun Jiwu, who was desperately snatching the treasure, also robbed a loneliness.

They looked at where the Ripper had fled, dumbfounded, and dazed.

"I can't even erase the imprint of divine thoughts!"

Hui Mingqi's old face trembled, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Jun at the gate of the courtyard, but saw a scene that frightened him.

Chu Jun held the Sky Splitting Whip in his hand and smashed it down at Xuan Ze, who was covered in golden light.

Suddenly, the golden light of Genzawa's protective body dimmed, and the forward momentum immediately stopped, and he could be seen raising his arms to resist.

"Ahh

"My arm !!"

Gen-Master screamed in pain, and both of his arms were smashed and broken.

He desperately retreated, roaring in anger, "The power of the spirit soldier is no longer enough, kill him quickly!"

"Kill!"

The Xuanyin people turned around in the semi-air-conditioned and rushed straight towards Chu Jun.

"Lie down for me!"

Chu Jun swung the Sky Splitting Whip for the third time, and smashed it into Xuan Yin's head, directly breaking the mysterious Qi Forbidden Technique.

A look of pain suddenly appeared on Xuan Yin's face, even though the Qi Forbidden Technique helped him resist most of the damage, he was still beaten with gold stars in his eyes and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"How can he still have true qi! Why can he still urge the spirit soldiers!"

Sun Jiwu paused, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The superb spirit soldier is a treasure that can only be controlled by the Flying Heaven Realm, and the Grandmaster Realm cultivator, being able to urge it once is already considered a strong real qi.

Chu Jun urged again and again, wouldn't his true qi be consumed?!

"That's what you want to be less powerful!"

Glancing at Xuan Yin, who fell to the ground and fainted, Chu Jun smiled sarcastically.

His previous cultivation could indeed only trigger the treasure twice.

However, just now, he consumed his fame value to increase his cultivation to the tenth level of the Grandmaster, and only then did he urge the Sky Splitting Whip for the third time.

This is a means that Huiming, Sun Jiwu and others cannot understand.

Chu Jun didn't want to do this, he always felt that the foundation would not be strong.

But now, continue to improve your cultivation and break through the realm!

Buzzing!

Chu Jun's body erupted with fierce true qi, his clothes were almost torn, and his eyebrows were even more shining, as if there was a round of sun hidden.

The aura of the Jindan Realm spread out and was captured by everyone present.

"He's been hiding his cultivation!"

Sun Jiwu's eyes flashed with horror.

In his opinion, Chu Jun did not break through on the spot, but kept hiding his cultivation.

"Is he really an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?!"

The old monk Huiming was deeply disturbed.

Only those old monsters like to hide their identities and play tricks on others like this.

With the spread of Chu Jun's breath, the sense of crisis in everyone's hearts became stronger and stronger, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

"You were just going to take my treasure, right?"

"One more chance for you!"

Chu Jun's gaze locked on the old monk Huiming, and there was a little more transcendent power in his voice, which was the unique temperament of the Jindan realm.

Before the words fell, the Sky Splitting Whip in his hand flashed away, and then appeared in mid-air, smashing down on Huiming's head.