Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

"Chu Jingtian, do you really think that's all we have?"

Bu Qianfan looked at Chu Jingtian.

"Oh? Really? Do you have any other trump cards? Just bring them out! Otherwise, when I take action, you won't have a chance!"

Chu Jingtian smiled faintly.

"How dare you be so arrogant when you are so young? Let me show you how powerful we are!"

Sheng Yuanhao snorted coldly.

I saw a fierce light in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice.

For a moment, there seemed to be countless voices echoing in the void. It was like tens of millions of people were singing along, but the sound was extremely harsh, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and like fingernails scratching on an iron piece, making people's scalp numb.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, they could only see the shadow at Sheng Yuanhao's feet trembling quietly, splitting into two quickly, split into four again, and finally turned into twelve phantoms.

And these shadows actually rolled up slowly, squirming like smoke, and finally, under everyone's incredible eyes, they condensed into figures of different heights, fatness, and thinness?

"Ghost?"

Seeing this scene, someone shouted.

"Oh, twelve-headed ghost emperor? You foster them in your own shadow?" Chu Jingtian raised his brows and said in surprise.

Each of these twelve ghost kings has reached the peak of the Sixth Realm, and is even more powerful than Lin Yun who was killed by Chu Jingtian.

"I didn't expect you to be able to see it!"

Sheng Yuanhao glanced at Chu Jingtian with a sneer.

He looked at the twelve-headed Ghost King in front of him with a proud face.

"Each of these twelve ghost kings is a six-level warrior in Youfeng Mountain Range. I killed them, absorbed their souls, erased their consciousness, and then injected my own spiritual thoughts into them."

When Sheng Yuanhao spoke, the twelve ghost emperors also spoke in unison, as if they were controlled by one person. The scene was extremely strange.

Chu Jingtian smiled softly.

This is equivalent to incarnation outside the body,

It's just the Ghost King version. If you kill Sheng Yuanhao once, he can immediately borrow the body of another ghost emperor to be reborn.

Unless you kill the opponent thirteen times and kill all the incarnations of the opponent. As long as one less person is killed, he can be resurrected immediately and possess the level of ghost emperor.

"Chu Jingtian, what do you think of this? Can I kill you?"

Sheng Yuanhao said proudly.

Twelve ghost emperors, plus himself, can form multiple ghost evil arrays, which are enough to resist the strong men at the level of the Sixth Realm Grandmaster.

He originally thought that Chu Jingtian would be horrified, but he didn't expect that the other party would just smile lightly and say disdainfully:

"If you, plus these twelve ghost kings, want to kill me, you're still a little short of that!"

"Chu Jingtian, what do you think if you add me?"

Sheng Yuanhao was about to get angry when he heard Bu Qianfan snorting coldly.

Everyone looked around quickly and saw him taking a breath and slowly taking a step forward. He opened his mouth, and nine rays of blood shot out from his mouth. The blood rays condensed and did not disperse, and actually turned into nine blood swords, surrounding him.

"Huh?"

Seeing these bloody swords, Chu Jingtian showed a hint of surprise.

"Is this a long sword made of blood?"

"Humph, I didn't expect you to be able to see it." Bu Qianfan sneered.

These blood swords are indeed made of blood. Of course, this is not ordinary blood, but the blood of the Sixth Realm powerhouse, the Demon King... the existence. For a strong man in this realm, the power contained in his blood is already quite powerful.

Bu Qianfan extracted the essence from these blood and condensed it into a blood sword. The power contained in each blood sword is no less than a sixth-level weapon.

"That's not enough, what about you?"

Chu Jingtian's eyes turned and fell on Boyi.

As one of the twenty-four demon kings, Demon Buddha Tianjun, how could Boyi not have a trump card. Sure enough, Boyi clasped his hands together and took a step forward.

"Bah!"

A tearing sound resounded loudly, and then the cassock on his body was suddenly torn apart, and his whole body swelled by three points. But this is not surprising. Each of the real body-refining experts has the ability to control the body. For example, Mangyi can fully double the size of his body.

Under everyone's confused gazes, they saw six huge bone spurs suddenly popping out of Boyi's back. These were no ordinary bone spurs, they were impressively skeletal arms.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of extremely condensed energy and blood continued to extend from Boyi's back. Meridians, blood vessels, and muscles were quickly constructed in the void, just like adding bricks and tiles, filling the six huge bone arms to form six smooth and tender arms.

The six arms that grew out later appeared to be extremely soft, just like a girl's arms, but their power was extraordinary, not far behind the pair of arms that Boyi had worked hard for thousands of years.

Seeing this scene, many people's eyes almost bulged. They also know that arms can be built using blood, mana, and true energy, but those are just virtual. How can they grow directly from the body like Boyi?

"Asura Heavenly Skill?"

Chu Jingtian narrowed his eyes.

"Exactly!"

Boyi glanced at Chu Jingtian in surprise, obviously not expecting that the other party could tell the name of his technique at a glance:

"I have only practiced the Shura Heavenly Skill to a small level, not to a great level. Once I have mastered it, I can grow two heads again. Just like the Shura Heavenly Lord, even if my head is cut off, it will grow back!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped when they heard this. Can they still be called human in that case?

But Chu Jingtian smiled coldly.

In his previous life, Boyi had practiced the Shura Heavenly Skill to the extreme. Just as he said, he was born with three heads and six arms.

Boyi's boxing and kicking skills were mediocre, but this technique was so terrifying. Coupled with the blessing of his huge energy and blood, even if all his heads were cut off, he would be able to grow them again.

"The three of us, I wonder if we can kill you?"

After growing six arms, along with the original two arms, Boyi clasped his hands together and bowed slightly towards Chu Jingtian. He seemed extremely gentle and gentle, but his eight arms coupled with these words made people's scalp tingle.

The righteous warriors present all gasped when they saw the methods revealed by these three people, and their expressions that had been proud just now suddenly darkened at this moment.

They saw Chu Jingtian crushing these people as soon as he made a move. They thought Chu Jingtian could defeat the three of them, but they didn't expect that these three people didn't show their real trump card at all.

"Can Mr. Chu handle it?"

Everyone was thinking in their hearts and turned their eyes towards Chu Jingtian.

Chu Jingtian's expression remained unchanged when facing Boyi's question. Instead, he slowly shook his head and said disdainfully:

"Is that all?"

"What?"

As soon as he said these words, the warriors of good and evil were stunned on the spot.

Boyi from the Mofo Temple, Sheng Yuanhao from the Soul-Taking Sect, and Bu Qianfan from the Blood Cloud Sect!

Together, these three people can almost sweep across the entire Youfeng Mountain Range. But this kind of formation was still not enough for Chu Jingtian. Especially when all three of them showed their trump cards, they were still ignored by Chu Jingtian.

The warriors from the Demon Sect looked at Chu Jingtian as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Haha, the rumors outside are indeed correct, Chu Jingtian, you are too crazy!" Boyi shook his head slowly. "Do you think you can still defeat us in this situation?"

"What are you talking about with him? This kid is in the third and sixth realms of cultivation. I want his blood to temper my blood sword." Bu Qianfan snorted coldly.

"I want his soul! This kid's soul is so powerful that his soul must not be weak. I want to take out his soul and train him to become the thirteenth Ghost King." Sheng Yuanhao said solemnly.

"Then his body will belong to me. His flesh and bones also contain a lot of power. I will use his flesh and bones to make elixirs to help me cultivate the Shura Heavenly Art!" Boyi said lightly.

"good!"

The three of them almost regarded Chu Jingtian as a lamb, and they had divided him up in an instant.

In their opinion, the three of them joined forces and used all their trump cards. Even if Chu Jingtian was the reincarnation of Daluo Jinxian, he would not be able to escape this disaster.

"What should I do!"

Qi Dongshan's face turned pale with fright, and his voice was trembling.

The same goes for other strong men of the righteous path. Some are timid and even unable to stand firmly, feeling despair in their hearts.

Only Mang Yi and the others looked at Chu Jingtian with hope.

At this time, Chu Jingtian smiled lightly and sneered:

"It seems that's all you can do! You can't come up with any other means, that's all, that's all... Let's get the real deal in hand!"

"Chu Jingtian, you talk too much!"

Bu Qianfan shouted loudly and suddenly used his right hand to control the sword. Just hearing a shrill sword cry, the nine long swords transformed into nine shocking blood lights, and exploded out.

Even during the bombardment, they seemed to transform into nine huge blood dragons, charging towards Chu Jingtian desperately!

"Ouch!"

Sheng Yuanhao roared and suddenly raised his hands to the sky. Almost at the same time, the twelve ghost kings behind him also shouted loudly at this moment, and the sound of mantras came one after another quietly without any noise.

Thirteen kinds of ghost spells and spells were quickly formed in front of everyone's shocked eyes. The moment they were formed, they overwhelmingly attacked Chu Jingtian!

Finally, Boyi.

He does not have the mysterious and profound spell skills like Bu Qianfan and Sheng Yuanhao, but because he has practiced the Shura Heavenly Art, his own energy and blood have been raised to an unimaginable level, and every punch and kick has great power. able.

I saw Boyi stepping forward again, as if shrinking to an inch, and suddenly arrived in front of Chu Jingtian. This time, all eight of his arms came out, some fists, some palms, some claws, some fingers, and they were suddenly crushed.

The second fight, this time the three sect masters came well prepared. They all used all their trump cards and wanted to strangle Chu Jingtian in an instant without leaving him any chance!

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