: The Man of the Devouring Heavenly Crazy Master Before the Red Dust arrived, the spiritual energy transmitted from all over the world was like a tide, and it directly swallowed the entire Tongtian Peak. The surging dark and cold air seemed to pour a basin of cold water from everyone's spine, which made everyone present shudder.

"Who?" Although the old nun hated it, he was a man with three points of righteousness. When he felt the movement around him, he rose into the sky. However, before the old nun could see the master talking, he was directly oppressed by the surging spiritual energy and smashed hard on the cold pond next to Bitian Yiliu.

The ground cracks are cracked, which is really scary.

"Master!" Fuling screamed and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Mr. Tianhe on the side.

Mr. Tianhe's eyes were very heavy, just like the deep cold pond in the past. There was not much surprise, but rather terrible calmness, as if he had expected this day.

"Girl, don't worry! Be calm."

Fuling's body trembled for a moment. She could feel the air in the sky seemed to be pressed by this powerful spiritual energy, making a creaking sound.

Tang Ming fell beside Xiong Wushuang. Even with the surge in strength that he had just received, Tang Ming still had some self-knowledge. Although he had reached the level of human mystery, it was impossible to fight against the same spirit as the monster in the sky.

Xiong Wushuang asked tentatively: "Yes, people from Jiuyoumen?"

Tang Ming nodded without saying a word. The aura gave people the feeling that it was at least the cultivation level of the Ninth Level of Daoxuan. I am afraid that the Shen Tu Su he saw in Jinyi City that day was no less than that!

"It should be the highest level of Jiuyou in the Nine Nethers!"

As if it was to prove Tang Ming's words, the air trembled, and then it seemed as if it was pulled open by a pair of black big hands. A dark gap suddenly broke in the air in front of Tang Ming!

No, to be precise, it doesn’t look like a gap pulled open by both hands, but more like a black gap cut out.

As time went by, a man walked out of a gap, looking down at the people above Tongtian Peak, and the spiritual energy spread out on his body. Just by relying on the pressure of the spiritual energy, the attic above Tongtian Peak was crushed into ashes in an instant.

The black boots were wrapped around the calf, and the white trousers on it spread out like a big trumpet, and then they were tied up by a dark black belt. The upper body was just wearing a black vest and leaked large pieces of solid muscles. A deep scar ran across the man's upper body, but the man seemed to have a red dragon on the scar to cover up the scar.

There is an old saying that the dragon does not look at it, but the big dragon on this man's body points to a scarlet and bloodthirsty eye.

Finally, it is covered by the evil spirit on the man's body.

This is how fierce this man is!

"A little bedbug should be honestly kneeling on the ground, and insist on the scholars flying into the sky, seeking death?" The man's voice was cold and low, like a sharp sharp light floating on everyone's heads.

While talking, he waved his sword behind him.

The big sword has a strange shape and a short handle, so it can only be held by one person in one hand. The blade looks long and wide. On the blade that is more than one meter long, there is still bright red blood poisoning, exuding a fishy smell. The front end of the blade has this fist-sized ring. Tang Ming has a very rich knowledge of spiritual soldiers. At a glance, he saw that the weapon held by the man was not a spiritual soldier at all. It should be just a pig-killing knife that has been magnified more than ten times!

On the other hand, the man in front of him was very handsome. At least there should be no such master in the history of the Qinglong Empire who used a pig-killing knife!

"Is he really a master of the Ninth Level of Daoxuan? The foundation of the Jiuyoumen is really deeper than I thought!" Tang Ming smashed his mouth.

Fuling, who was pulled by Mr. Tianhe, screamed: "Stop, you evil person, let my master go quickly!"

The man in the air sneered. He turned to look at Fuling here. At this moment, he immediately had a lewd smile: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this little girl is very watery!"

The last second was still a joke tone, but the next second later, the man's tone suddenly became cold: "Shuiling girls deserve to die!"

The pig-killing knife in his hand suddenly trembled, and a fishy smell burst out from it. With one knife, it took Fuling's throat directly!

This knife came too quickly and suddenly. Who would have thought that the man who was still a hippie and smiling face would suddenly take action in the last moment?

Not to mention Tang Ming, even Xiong Wushuang didn't react. When he came to his senses, the red sword light had already arrived in front of Fuling.

Just looking at the crimson sword light, you don’t even have to feel the sharp spiritual energy on it. You can know that if the blade falls on Fuling, Fuling will be in a different place in his body and head!

"Ling'er, be careful!" The old nun, who watched the man slash out the sword light and was suppressed by spiritual energy, shouted miserably. Seeing that his beloved disciple was about to die in front of him, the old nun even hid his head on the ground and smashed it.

Bang...

After a crisp sound, a dry palm grabbed the sword light, and with a fierce force, the red sword light dissipated between the heaven and earth.

"Ji Juechen! I thought it should be the grudge of our older generation. There is no reason to involve the younger generation!"

After the blade shattered, a scent of blood suddenly lingered in the air, smelling smell of fishyness and cramping!

"Ji? Ji Juechen?"

Mingkai and Guigu Xuanyi, the older generation of people retreated back at the same time

Bu, Ji Juechen's name is like a nightmare. I never thought that such a nightmare would appear in front of them again.

Tang Ming fell puzzled eyes on Gui Gu Xuanyi and then asked: "Who is Ji Juechen?"

The reply was the crazy man in the sky who was waving a huge pig-killing knife: "Boy, you are not good at asking this. Ji Juechen is not a person, he is your nightmare!"

As he said that, the pig-killing knife in his hand kept waving like a willow branch. In an instant, hundreds of sword lights shot up from the blood-red pig-killing knife. In an instant, the world was wrapped up!

"I have said that this is the grudge of our older generation. Why do you do this? Just let these people go without saying anything!" Mr. Tianhe said, tearing off the sleeves of his arms.

Then he saw the formation carvings on his arms that looked like stars, and the subtle formations were connected together. At this moment, he actually raised the spiritual energy on Mr. Tianhe to a higher level.

"Can the formation be used like this?" Tang Ming murmured in his heart.

Ji Juechen's face became even more gloomy: "You know. I have always been a ruthless hunter. Since everyone on the scene has seen me, they can't live any of them today!"

Mr. Tianhe sighed again, and with a sound, he seemed to have removed many burdens in his heart.

"It's useless to say more, that's a battle!" Just by speaking, Mr. Tianhe's spiritual cultivation has been forcibly improved to the eighth level of Daoxuan. You must know that there is an insurmountable gap between each small realm of Daoxuan. However, such a formation secret technique has led Mr. Tianhe to cross many gaps and has come all the way to the present.

Ji Juechen sneered and spun the pig-killing knife in his hand. When it was taken into his hand, the joking look on Ji Juechen's face became even heavier!

"Mr. Tianhe, you are calling this name now. You are too far from that time. Why can you only have the eighth level of Daoxuan cultivation? You are so old that you were in the past. When you used this move, you could be equal to me!"

"I'm so old. How many years do you have to overdraw your life?"

Mr. Tianhe didn't say anything, dragged his heavy body, folded his hands together, and a golden light flashed faintly on his arms.

The next moment, the two collided fiercely in the sky.

Someone was panicked and wanted to escape, but the red sword light floating around the sky was an attack from a powerful man with the Nine Levels of Daoxuan. These people only had the modification of the realm of the human mystery, and only had a slight touch, they would completely turn into ashes, and there was no possibility of escaping!

Compared to the person who went to him, Tang Ming seemed much calmer, just asked around him.

Guigu Xuanyi: "Master, why does Ji Juechen sound like this? It seems that he is even more famous than the Shen Tu Su he met in Jinyi City before?"

Guigu Xuanyi shook his head and had a bitter smile on his face. He thought he would bring his disciples to Bitian Yilu to improve his divine consciousness, but he did not expect that this divine consciousness was destroyed by Tang Ming. He was about to come, and he would encounter such a nightmare!

"To be precise, it's not that Ji Juechen is more famous than Shen Tu Su, but Ji Juechen's name is really fierce. At that time, Ji Juechen was called the nightmare of the Four Kingdoms, and even a child who cried in the middle of the night. As long as he heard Ji Juechen's name, he would not dare to speak again, for fear that Ji Juechen would come, so he deprived him of his place."

Guigu Xuanyi's lips were dry: "If you have never heard of Ji Juechen's name, then you must have heard of another name of him!"

Listening to Guigu Xuanyi's narration, Tang Ming had already vaguely combined Ji Juechen's shadow with a person in his impression. Although Tang Ming's heart was already a little low at this moment, he still asked: "Who is it!"
Chapter completed!