Jiu Wuying shouted loudly.
The violent aura exudes the terrifying fluctuations of the Holy Emperor realm.
All the leaders around him showed envy.
"You are very lucky to have made such an improvement at such a young age. You are very lucky."
An old voice sounded.
Two figures descended from the sky.
Monk Liujing and the others recognized one of them at a glance:
"Master Peng Qianliu!"
"He is a master of Shuntian Daotu!" "
Who is that old man? Master Peng is actually accompanying him personally?"
All the masters looked at the old man beside Peng Qianliu, His eyes were full of curiosity.
"He is the ancestor of Shuntian Daotu, the most powerful existence!"
Monk Liujing's pupils shrank, and his tone was full of horror.
He once accidentally heard a senior from Wanfo Temple mention that the truly powerful person in Shuntian Daotu was Patriarch Shuntian.
His cultivation has reached the holy realm!
It is said that if it were not for the Dique Continent, it would not be able to withstand the power of the Holy Realm.
It is very possible that Ancestor Shuntian has even surpassed the Holy Realm!
"Ancestor Shuntian! He actually came here in person. Could it be that he also wanted to kill Jiang Chen?"
Jiu Wuying looked directly at Ancestor Shuntian.
Maybe because of his admiration for himself.
Jiu Wuying has a good impression of Ancestor Shuntian.
Ancestor Shuntian was even more generous in admiring Jiu Wuying.
Because he could tell with just one glance that Jiu Wuying had encountered two great opportunities in a row recently.
Every time, the cultivation level skyrockets!
This kind of opportunity is only available to those with great luck!
This Jiu Wuying is definitely the son of destiny!
"Jiu Wuying, are you willing to join Shuntian Daotu and become my ancestor's disciple?"
Ancestor Shuntian said astonishingly.
Good guy!
In front of Sanshenghe Holy Land, directly steal their ways!
This is Shuntian Daotu.
If it were anyone else, they would have to fight on the spot!
"Do you really mean what Ancestor said?"
Jiu Wuying's eyes lit up.
Although you are the Taoist disciple of Sansheng River Holy Land.
But the three holy places are far behind compared to Shuntian Daotu.
Even the Dao disciples of the Holy Land are not as good as the ordinary disciples of Shuntian Daotu in terms of resources and status.
now.
The ancestor of Shuntian Daotu accepted himself as a closed disciple.
What an honor!
"Ancestor, I..."
Jiu Wuying was about to agree.
"Who doesn't have eyes, wants to kill me?"
Jiang Chen appeared in a flash.
His cold eyes scanned everyone.
When he saw the expressionless Ancestor Shuntian, his eyes narrowed slightly:
Who is this old guy?
It smells good.
It looks difficult to deal with!
Peng Qianliu, who was next to Patriarch Shuntian, had eyes burning with fire as he stared at Jiang Chen:
"Give back my Shuntian Daotu's sword heart grass!"
This little beast took away my Daotu's holy grass.
As a result, their soul injuries have not been healed for a long time!
Empress Youqin was even more daring and actually killed three of Dao Tu's life masters!
"Jiang Chen, you will undoubtedly die today, and the witch Qin Wenying will have to be buried with you!"
Peng Qianliu said with murderous intent.
"After today, there will be no more Holy Demon Sect in the world!"
"Destroy the Holy Demon Sect and kill the demon Jiang Chen today!"
Monk Liujing and other leaders were equally murderous.
Jiang Chen smiled:
"Okay, which one of you will come first?"
He glanced at everyone without fear, and his eyes paused slightly on Jiu Wuying:
"Did you want to kill me just now? Why don't you go first?"
Brush!
Jiu Wuying flashed above Jiang Chen's head and responded with actual actions:
"Shanhe Sheji Fist!"
Buzz!
Jiu Wuying's punch contains the power of the country.
Before the punch was released, Jiang Chen was already suppressed by the heavy and majestic punch, unable to move.
Click!
The ground beneath Jiang Chen's feet suddenly collapsed.
He simply couldn't bear Jiu Wuying's violent punch.
"It's interesting."
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and whoosh!
A little sun flew out.
If you look closely, you will see that it is a divine lock with great spiritual energy.
The lock emits golden light, like a star.
It hung above Jiang Chen's head, facing Jiu Wuying's punch.
"Seek death!"
Jiu Wuying sneered, and violently poured down his fists.
In his opinion, Jiang Chen was just struggling to his death.
Boom!
The violent punch hit the Nine Yang Divine Lock.
[Ding! ]
[Jiuyang Shensuo absorbs Shanhe Sheji Fist, and its power is increased by 11%! ]
[Ding! ]
[Jiuyang Shensuo absorbs Shanhe Sheji Fist, and its power is increased by 13%! ]
[Ding! ]
[Jiuyang Divine Suo absorbs Shanhe Sheji Fist, and its power is increased by 15%! ]
The Nine Sun Divine Locks glowed with golden light one after another.
Wave after wave of violent punches from "Shanhe Sheji Fist" were all absorbed by the Nine Sun Divine Lock.
Didi yo yo!
The Nine Sun Divine Lock was still hanging above Jiang Chen's head, trembling slightly.
The power of Jiu Wuying's punch was completely absorbed.
All the masters were stunned on the spot:
"This...how is it possible!"
"What kind of magic weapon is that?"
"Such a terrifying punch, all of it was blocked?"
They exclaimed again and again.
Even Peng Qianliu changed his expression:
This little devil Jiang Chen has too many weird magic weapons, right?
"Jiu Wuying, be careful, that lock is not blocking your Shanhe Sheji Fist, but absorbing all the power of your fist." The
old voice of Shuntian Ancestor reached Jiu Wuying's ears.
Absorb punch power? !
Jiu Wuying's pupils suddenly shrank, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Chen.
Then, an unknown fire arose in his heart, and his eyes were filled with violence:
"Absorb the power of my fists? I'll let you absorb it!"
Let's see how many times a broken lock can absorb the power of my fists!
Jiu Wuying has entered the Saint Emperor Realm and can be said to be the youngest Saint Emperor Realm expert in the entire Emperor Que Continent.
When he was feeling arrogant and arrogant, he couldn't bear to see Jiang Chen surpass him:
"Shanhe Sheji Fist!"
He fired out the divine fists at Jiang Chen one after another.
Each punch is more violent than the last, and each punch is more fierce than the last.
Don't you want to suck it? I'll let you suck it to your full extent!
[Ding! ]
[Nine Sun Divine Lock absorbs Shanhe Sheji Fist, and its power is increased by 19%! ]
...
[Ding! ]
[Nine Yang Divine Suo absorbs Shanhe Sheji Fist, and its power is filled to 31%! ]
The Nine Sun Divine Lock hangs above Jiang Chen's head, shining brightly and auspicious colors falling down.
No matter how fierce Jiu Wuying's fist is.
Jiuyang Divine Lock remained motionless.
Jiang Chen stood there with a smile on his face, motionless as a mountain.
The furious Jiu Wuying formed a sharp contrast with the calm and calm Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen's magical manipulation caused Jiu Wuying to lose all his energy.
"Alas, after one rush of strength, it failed again and again, and finally exhausted, Jiu Wuying missed the best opportunity to kill Jiang Chen..."
Ancestor Shuntian looked at Jiang Chen with emotion.
He didn't pay much attention to this young man at first.
I think that the other party only relied on some small tricks and the preference of the witch with the piano to get up to this point.
But now.
Ancestor Shuntian fully realized that Jiang Chen's overall strength was probably even stronger than the Witch with a Piano!
"Jiu Wuying, step back. His magic weapon restrains your boxing skills. You are no match for him for the time being."
Ancestor Shuntian said calmly.
Jiu Wuying was unconvinced:
"Hold the Mountain Seal!"
He embraced the phantom of the mountains, dragons and snakes coiled around him, and the power of the Holy Emperor realm rolled into the Mountain Holding Seal.
time.
A majestic sacred mountain, as real as an illusion, cracked the void and crushed towards Jiang Chen.