Chapter 1303 Killed Since 9 Days
Lin Tian's voice was very calm, and it spread throughout the Chitu Plain, shocking all the generals in the Immortal Court and the powerhouses of the great teachings.
Afterwards, the eyes of the strong men gradually brightened.
"Regardless of whether there are still enemies of Tianzun coming here, this battle must continue!"
"Follow the Immortal Emperor to kill the enemy!"
"kill!"
The patriarchs of the great sects roared.
Just in an instant, on the terracotta plain, the generals of the Immortal Court and the powerhouses of the great sects moved again, and a wave of powerful divine energy pierced the sky, covering the monks of the Nether tribe in a mighty way, splashing away in a blink of an eye. Pieces of blood.
"Offend my territory, ambitious, all slaughtered!"
Emperor Zhun of Xianting yelled.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Nearby, other immortal soldiers and generals in the Immortal Court, as well as the powerful masters of the great sect, echoed Hou Xiao, and their fighting spirit became even stronger.
All of a sudden, all kinds of killings wiped out the entire battlefield.
"what!"
There are a lot of monks of the Nether tribe living on this terracotta plain, much more than the combined number of all the generals in the Immortal Court and the powerhouses of the great sects, but at this time they are powerless to contend.
Lin Tian blocked the space tunnel, stopped the five Heavenly Venerate powerhouses who suddenly appeared again from the Nether Race, and slaughtered the Nether Race monks in front of these five Heavenly Venerates. Teach the strong to be more encouraged, and the strong fighting spirit made all the monks of the Nether tribe tremble.
"what!"
"Old ancestors, help!"
"Do not!"
A strong Nether tribe screamed for help.
"Clang!"
The sound of the sword was piercing, Lin Tian stood in front of the space tunnel, and looked indifferently at the Nether Patriarch and others behind the dragon burial array, and Ling Tian's sword glow appeared beside him, densely packed, and slashed towards the monks of the Nether tribe on the Chitu Plain .
He is a truly invincible existence under Tianzun, and the Lingtian sword light he cut out is naturally extremely strong, even ordinary emperors cannot resist it. When even a piece of Nether tribe monks exploded, blood splashed, shocking.
"what!"
The screams of the Nether tribe resounded through the sky.
In the space tunnel, after the picture of the dragon burial array, the eyes of Great Ancestor You Ming and others suddenly became colder.
"Humanity!"
The five people stared at Lin Tian, their eyes were like heavenly knives, and their killing intent was even more astonishing.
Their clansmen were slaughtered mercilessly one by one in front of their eyes, and it was Lin Tian who guided all of this.
At this moment, looking at Lin Tian, they wished they could crush Lin Tian to death immediately.
"Jumping to our side to slaughter, you must have the consciousness of being slaughtered." Lin Tian didn't care at all about the cold eyes and cold killing intent of the five Youming Tianzun, and looked at the five with a sneer: "Wolf ambition, You have to blame yourself!"
"Yeah."
Xiao Taichu called out, echoing Lin Tian's words.
The eyes of the patriarch Youming and others were even colder, staring at the dragon burial array in the space tunnel, staring at the blood stone in the center of the dragon burial array, they all clenched their fists involuntarily.
The patriarch of Youming glanced at the monks of the Youming clan who were constantly being slaughtered on the Chitu Plain, and then his eyes fell on Lin Tian: "Where are the eleven members of my clan!"
He could see that in this battle, Lin Tian seemed to be the center of the world here. When he was in the Fengchen Ancient Domain, the soul lamps of nine celestial ancestors were broken. They came to this place separated by the Dragon Burial Formation Looking at the world here, the other two didn't see any trace, or even feel the breath. At this time, they directly asked Lin Tian.
"you guess?"
Lin Tian naturally knew that the "those eleven people" mentioned by the great ancestor of the Nether tribe referred to the eleven heavenly masters who had led the monks from the Nether tribe to come here. At this time, he looked at each other with a hint of Si sneered.
Seeing Lin Tian's attitude and the sneer on Lin Tian's face, the patriarch of the Nether clan suddenly turned colder.
"you……"
"Enough." Lin Tian spoke again, interrupting the man's words, intertwined wisps of bright dragon pattern light in his right hand, turned into another dragon pattern pattern, and punched into the space tunnel: "If you have the courage, just directly kill over here
If you don’t have the courage, go back to your Nether Temple. When I step into the realm of Heavenly Venerable, I will visit you in person. "
"Buzz!"
He interweaves a new dragon burial array pattern, and condenses the forbidden array patterns, penetrates into the space fragments, and directly connects the world and the nether world with the influence of the special fluctuation of the blood stone arranged in the space tunnel. The Great Ancestor and the others were isolated, so they couldn't see the other side of the dragon burial array from here, and they couldn't see this side from the other side of the dragon burial array.
"kill!"
After finishing all this, he turned to look at the battlefield, and once again sent the emperor's voice to the generals in the fairy court and the powerful men of the great religion.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
All the generals in the Immortal Court and the powerhouses of the great sects responded together, and their fighting spirit became stronger.
For a moment, swords, lights, swords, lights, fists, and shadows intertwined in all directions, and the tyrannical force shattered one Nether tribe monk after another.
...
The space tunnel, the other side of the dragon burial array...
The vision of the five ancestors of Youming was cut off, because there was a bloodstone lying in front of them, even with their cultivation base, they couldn't see the world on the other side at this time.
"Damn it!"
The five gritted their teeth.
"Those eleven people, really, all..."
The sixteenth patriarch of this line gritted his teeth.
When they were still in Nether Temple, they received a report that out of the eleven Heavenly Venerable experts who had left Fengchen Ancient Domain, nine of them had their soul lamps shattered. Here, among the eleven people, none of them was seen. Except for the nine whose soul lamp was broken, the breath of the other two couldn't be felt at all. Thinking of Lin Tian's feeling when he said the word "guess", With a sneer, the answer is obviously self-evident.
Those eleven people all fell!
Five people, all of them had ugly faces.
"brute!"
The Great Ancestor Youming gritted his teeth, staring at the blood stone in the center of the dragon burial array in front of him.
If there wasn't this bloodstone lying in front of him, he would definitely step into the past immediately and tear Lin Tian apart.
However, because the bloodstone lay here, they had nothing to do after all.
"what!"
The Nether Patriarch roared, his killing intent shaking the sky.
...
"boom!"
On the terracotta plain, divine lights intertwined, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.
Puff puff puff, the blood mist continued to splash, and the Nether tribe monks died tragically one after another.
"Old ancestors, help!"
One by one Nether cultivator screamed.
Just now, the Great Patriarch of the Netherworld and others appeared, and all the powerhouses of the Nether clan here became excited. They glanced coldly at the powerhouses of the Great Religion, feeling that the appearance of the invincible Patriarch of his own clan would definitely sweep them all away and kill them all. Everything, all the monks of the Nether tribe are all full of fighting spirit. But now, these Nether clan monks became terrified again, even more terrified than before. The most powerful ancestor and the other four ancestors they came to kill were unexpectedly blocked on the other side.
"How could this be?! Impossible!"
The bodies of the Nether cultivators trembled.
After seeing Great Ancestor Youming and others appearing, they were full of confidence to turn the tide of the battle, but now, Great Ancestor Youming and others were blocked on the other side and could not cross over. Their confidence was directly shattered, and the fighting spirit that had soared before was shattered. It went out instantly, and became weaker than at the beginning, and in a blink of an eye, a large number of them were killed by the strong men of the great religions.
"kill!"
"Slaughter this group of alien enemies!"
"Kill them all!"
All the generals in the fairy court will drink together with the powerful people of all great religions.
Everyone, the fighting spirit is surging!
Lin Tian looked at this battlefield, watched the generals in the fairy court struggling to attack, watched the strong men of the great religion fight the enemy bravely, watched Bai Ziqi and Fan Yingxiong and others crush the strong men of the Nether tribe, watched Lin Xi and Ji Yu and the other girls swayed divine light, and they couldn't help but intertwined with brilliant lights... Now, in this place, the defeat of the Nether Clan is already doomed!
He looked at the purple elf and said: "In the other large regions of the Ninth Heaven Region, there are still a few Nether Kings and other powerhouses who are infinitely approaching the level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm, Xiao Zi, you come and get rid of them, Xiao Taichu and I will go The next few layers of heaven."
There are more than ten million monks from the Nether Race here, led by eleven Heavenly Venerates, more than a dozen Nether Ancestral Kings who are infinitely approaching the realm of Heavenly Venerates, and other strong men, whose combat power spreads throughout the first day to the ninth day area. Now, the eleven Heavenly Venerates have all died, and the Nether Ancestor Kings on this terracotta plain who are infinitely approaching the level of Tianzun are also dead, but the other large domains in the ninth heaven and the lower eighth heavens are still infinitely approaching. The Nether Ancestor King of the Heavenly Exalted Realm is raging. Among the people participating in the battle now, only him, the Purple Elf and Little Taichu can kill the powerhouses of this level.
"Okay." The purple elf nodded and said to Lin Tian, "Be careful."
After saying that, she smiled at Lin Tian, and disappeared in the same place the next moment, obviously going to other places in the Ninth Heaven Region.
Lin Tian looked at this terracotta plain with a faint golden glow in his eyes.
"Little guy, let's go to the next few layers of Tianyu."
He said to Xiao Taichu.
The little guy responded with a baby voice, and jumped onto his shoulder.
Lin Tian glanced at this terracotta plain for the last time, glanced at all his subordinates, the experts of the great sects, relatives and old friends, and then directly tore the barrier of the heavens, and took little Taichu into it, submerged in the pitch-black In the void.
The next moment, the boundless darkness disappeared, and the light in front of his eyes reappeared, and he and Xiao Taichu appeared in the eighth heaven.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Amazing divine energy is intertwined in this world. He saw the figures of immortal soldiers and generals in the fairy court. A strong Nether tribe.
At the same time, he saw that many great forces in this world were also fighting bravely, and their fighting spirit was very strong.
Pieces of blood mist were splashing, and each Nether cultivator was torn to pieces.
However, at the same time, many monks died tragically in this area of heaven, and the blood stained a large area of land.
He stood on the void, and saw a small village from a long distance away. There were no monks in it, all of them were ordinary people. A group of Nether tribe monks rushed into the small village. An old man with a cane in the village hadn't realized it yet. It was slashed and smashed by one of the Nether tribe monks, and blood splashed everywhere.
Immediately, a piercing cold light flashed in his eyes, the reincarnation emperor's prestige soared into the sky, and Ling Tian's sword glow appeared in the blink of an eye, and he ruthlessly slashed over, instantly smashing the group of Nether tribe monks who rushed into the small village to pieces.
"This imperial prestige, this... this is?!"
"It's the breath of the Immortal Emperor!"
"Master Immortal Emperor killed?!"
His imperial prestige was extremely powerful, and the many immortal generals who rushed to kill in this area of the sky felt it and became excited.
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