Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

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Although Jiang Tian escaped from the lair territory of the Sky-bearing Demon Ape, and although Jiang Tian captured the Fire Clam, Emperor Yachang did not think that Jiang Tian was stronger than himself.

Later, several monks who escaped from the hands of the Demonic Ape also made it clear.

Jiang Tian didn't take any action from the beginning to the end. Everyone died in the hands of the Demon Ape, but the Demon Ape never made a move against Jiang Tian from the beginning to the end.

After receiving this news, Emperor Yachang discussed with the Iron Hand Saint for a long time.

In the end, they all agreed that Jiang Tian understood the habits of the Sky-bearing Demon Ape, but he may not be that powerful.

Otherwise, he doesn't have to lead everyone into the Demon Ape's territory and just kill them directly.

It was precisely because they believed that Jiang Tian was not strong enough and treated him like a big fat sheep. Otherwise, they would not have dared to come and rob him.

"Just you?"

Jiang Tian smiled contemptuously and said: "Get out of here before I get angry, or I will kill you! To put it bluntly, you, even your master, are nothing more than ants in my eyes!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Everyone looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief, as if looking at a madman.

Even the Iron Hand Saint raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Tian suddenly, his eyes as calm as an ancient well, like looking at ants!

"You don't know whether to live or die! You can say such arrogant words without even looking at who the other party is!"

"You're so arrogant! Do you think it's great to catch a toad and scare a demon ape by some tricky means?"

"Yes, in the final analysis, monks are still competing for strength, and talking about words is not acceptable!"

Many monks laughed.

"Torture him well, don't kill him right away!"

Hearing this, Emperor Yachang looked furious, but he quickly calmed down, smiled cruelly, and said: "I want him to know the consequences of being an enemy of my Black Moon Empire!"

At this time, several of Emperor Yachang's god-level guards laughed coldly.

One of the gods stepped out with cruel eyes:

"You do hide your cultivation, but if you look closely, your cultivation is only a mere Nascent Soul!"

"If we attack you, a Nascent Soul cultivator, together, it would be too much of a bully for you."

"I can take care of you by myself. Now what do you want to do with your life or death? Or, I can alleviate your pain before death."

He said this in his mouth, but his men showed no mercy at all. The Taoist weapon burst into light and killed Jiang Tian.

"roll!"

Jiang Tian shouted coldly, and in a flash, he rose into the sky and crashed into the opponent.

The god-level guard captain showed a mocking look on his face and hit his Taoist weapon with his body. This was tantamount to seeking death!

only!

With a clang, the Taoist weapon shattered into pieces.

Snapped!

Blood rained all over the sky, and broken bones were shining brightly.

In the blink of an eye, the captain of the guard was hit by Jiang Tianhe, just like a weak baby being hit by a heavy hammer. He was turned into meat on the spot, and his broken body was scattered in all directions.

"Protect my emperor!"

The other guards were all shocked and shouted. Several Taoist weapons and dozens of real weapons all attacked Jiang Tian.

"Eh? This kid is so evil!"

Even the iron-hand saint, who had always had a calm and indifferent look in his eyes, changed his face slightly and let out a light sigh.

He also didn't expect that Jiang Tian was in the Nascent Soul realm, but his strength could actually crush the Transformation God!

"court death!"

Jiang Tian let out a sharp shout, his cultivation level rising steadily, and his momentum soaring into the sky.

Originally, Jiang Tian planned to hide his cultivation and never reveal his trump card until the last moment.

To avoid being noticed by the giant in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

Therefore, he had previously used the Sky-bearing Demon Ape to plot against Yan Nanxian and others.

But at this moment, Emperor Yachang is pressing hard against each other, and Jiang Tian is not a fool, how can he endure it again and again?

Just kill him. The worst he can do is to fake another identity after he gets out.

In his rage, Jiang Tian did not use any magic, but charged forward with his physical strength. However, the Chaos Divine Body was too terrifying, like the most ferocious weapon, heavier than ten thousand, and unstoppable.

"ah!"

"Help!"

"Get out of the way!"

Howls and screams came one after another.

Each guard was like a string of firecrackers, their entire bodies exploded, their armors, shields, and magic weapons all shattered, making them completely vulnerable.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of guards died tragically, including seven or eight god-level guard captains.

Everyone was stunned to see such a change.

There are no moves, no spells, no power of the avenue, no laws, a pure body, but an invincible body, forcibly crushing all enemies that stand in his way!

Especially those from the Luo Ying Sect such as Lian Huahun and others were shocked and even felt a little scared.

Along the way, Jiang Tian showed himself like a mortal handyman.

In their eyes, he is just an ordinary person who knows how to make alchemy and repair magic weapons.

Therefore, many disciples treated Jiang Tian without any pretentious words, calling him here and there.

but now……

If this person wants to take revenge, I'm afraid not many people can stop his thunderous strike!

"Damn it!"

Emperor Yachang stared at Jiang Tian, ​​with a hint of fear in his eyes, as if he was seeing a demon, and chills ran down his spine.

"Jie Minghuangdang Demonic Array!"

The Iron Hand Saint was also startled by Jiang Tian, ​​but he quickly regained his composure and shouted loudly.

Emperor Ming's Demonic Formation can combine the cultivation levels of everyone into one, and the power of the battle formation is comparable to that of a saint.

The Iron-Hand Saint does not believe in evil at all.

Jiang Tian was just a Nascent Soul. Even if he drank the blood of a true immortal, he would not be able to match the strength of the Returning Saint.

"Formation!"

Many guards reacted immediately.

While they retreated and distanced themselves from Jiang Tian, ​​they shifted positions and formed a battle formation. They were well-trained and orderly, and their arrangement seemed to coincide with some kind of heavenly way.

Jiang Tian stopped for the first time and looked at the battle formation with interest.

"Haha, Emperor Ming's Demonic Array is overwhelming the world and has shocked the world forever. Although this person is arrogant, he doesn't dare to do that thing of hitting an egg with a stone. After all, he is still afraid!"

Seeing Jiang Tian stop, Emperor Yachang thought Jiang Tian was afraid, so he couldn't help but feel proud and sneered again and again.

"If I don't stop, will this bullshit Minghuang Demon Array have a chance to be arranged?"

As soon as Jiang Tian said these words.

"Crazy man!"

The ancestral national formation was ridiculed, and Emperor Yachang was furious like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Is this son a brave man with a skill that can match the strength of a saint?"

But the Iron-Hand Saint was suddenly startled, and his heart suddenly became cold.

Because he understood that Jiang Tian's words were not bluff, but made sense.

His movement speed is indeed faster than these gods and Yuanying monks. If he hadn't deliberately waterproofed it, the battle formation would indeed not have been formed.

However, before he could react, Jiang Tian had already swayed and slashed towards Emperor Ming's demon fighting formation like a peerless sword.

At this time, Emperor Ming's Demon Array was truly activated.

Hundreds of thousands of Nascent Souls, Transformation Gods, and armors all bloomed with light, and the vast mana fluctuations were like trickling streams converging into a sea, condensing into the shadow of a benevolent Emperor Ming above the battle formation.