If you look carefully, you can clearly see:

At some point, golden shadows appeared on Duan Lingtian's body, which turned out to be the shadow of a golden Buddha.

And on Duan Lingtian's right fist, the diffuse golden shadow suddenly condensed into the fist of the golden Buddha shadow.

"It's the King-level Immortal Technique of Huanxi Zen Sect, 'Fudo Mingou'!"

Almost at the moment Duan Lingtian swung his fist, the other two ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect had such an idea in their minds like lightning.

"Master Duan, please show mercy!"

One of the two ancestors of Xuantian Immortal Sect, the middle-aged man in blue robe, at this moment, shouted with fear and anxiety on his face.

But, it's still too late.

boom!!

Duan Lingtian's unpretentious punch flew across the sky. The ancestor of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, the Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions Zhou Ming, was blasted by the punch before he could even use his defense, and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky and fell.

After Zhou Ming's death, his Najie was also captured by Duan Lingtian.

"The Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions of Xuantian Immortal Sect is nothing more than that!"

At the same time, others who heard Duan Lingtian's words came back to their senses.

After coming back to their senses, they looked at the scene in front of them. Even though they didn't see clearly what happened just because of Duan Lingtian's speed, they could vaguely guess what happened just now:

"Oh my God... Ancestor Zhou Ming, was he killed by this Lingtian?"

"No...it can't be right?"

…

At this moment, the senior officials of the Xuantian Immortal Sect and the patrolling disciples felt uncontrollably frightened.

"Brother Ming!"
Chapter completed!