Vast coercion came from the sky and quickly covered the Zhuxian Dynasty.
The world fell into darkness, and the demonic energy was overwhelming, covering the entire sky.
It was a group of strong demon clan men, driving a bloody battle flag.
The battle flag was so big that it covered the sky and the sun, covering the universe and the world, completely covering the Zhuxian Dynasty within a million miles radius.
Boom!
While the battle flag was waving, the sound of thousands of troops and horses fighting could be heard.
On top of the battle flag, countless monster army figures appeared, overwhelming the world and suffocating.
The barrier of the Zhuxian Dynasty trembled violently because of this, and was deformed by the pressure.
"Barbarians from the lower realm, come out quickly and kneel to death!"
The strong men of the demon race arrived, led by a burly, strong and wild middle-aged man.
He was followed by dozens of people, including nearly ten people from the mythical realm.
The strong men of the demon race have a very strong posture, standing above the dynasty barrier, with their hands behind their backs, looking down.
The battle flag fluttered over the imperial dynasty, the strong wind roared, and the blood energy and prehistoric energy flooded the sky and the earth.
The people in the city felt horrified and their souls were trembling. This was an uncontrollable feeling. Under the pressure of the battle flag, everyone felt that they were so insignificant and could be crushed into flesh at any time. mud.
"Master Jian, kill that boy and slaughter his dynasty!"
Saint Ziyi, who was nailed to the top of the tallest building in the palace, had a violent and crazy look on his face.
Their strong men are here, and they no longer have to worry about facing the threat of death.
His father even sent down the master of one of the nine holy churches. He was a strong man at the tenth level of the mythical realm. He had already entered the realm of the Saint Ancestor and was second only to his father among the demon clan. Characters, they are all top-notch existences in the upper world!
Behind him were the Saint Emperor Realm experts from the Holy Church, all of whom were the backbone of the Holy Church, and they also brought the ancestral war flag of the prehistoric Zhenhuan clan. This battle flag is the strongest weapon among the Nine Holy Cathedrals, and is only slightly weaker than the strongest ancestral weapons of the two lines of the demon clan.
"Hahaha! Mr. Jun, have you seen it? We, the strong demon clan, are in the lower realm, and you are nothing but an ant! There are nine holy halls in our demon clan, and only some of the strong men in the lower realm can crush you. Dynasty! At this moment, do you realize how ridiculous you are? Even an earthworm dares to shake a tree. How can an ant challenge a blue dragon?"
Sheng Ziyi felt that he had stepped from the abyss of hell to the sky and clouds. This feeling made him feel extremely happy.
The humiliation he has endured these days has finally come to an end today. From now on, he will be high above, looking down at the lower world as a ruler, with life and death in the palm of his hand. Who can compete with him?
Even in the wild universe of the lower realm, a semi-holy peak in the mythical realm dared to challenge his majesty and nailed him to a tall building! He will use the most cruel methods in the world to slowly torture and kill the man named Jun, making him worse than death, suffering in endless regret and pain every moment.
"Who is Jun Wuxie, the leader of the Zhuxian Dynasty?"
Hall Master Jian's eyes were cold and fierce as he scanned the whole city, like a sword sweeping across the city. It made people feel like their bodies were about to burst, and their whole bodies were as cold as ice.
"I am!"
Jun Wuxie stood on the top of the high tower in the city, holding the God-Slaying Sword in his hand, looking coldly at the Hall Master Huan and all the powerful men behind him.
"Hey, you are a weak ant, but I admire your courage. Well, if the Holy Son hadn't wanted to slowly kill you, I could have crushed you into a pulp with just a snap of my fingers!"
When Hall Master Jian said this, he pointed at Jun Wuxie and crossed his fingers, coldly and arrogantly: "Come on, come here and kneel down to repent. As long as your attitude is humble enough, I can consider slaughtering only your Zhuxian Dynasty. It's not right for this planet." Other ants in the domain must take action, otherwise I will turn every living ancient star here into a lifeless death star!"
After he finished speaking, he took a few steps forward and said, "Now, let the Holy Son and others go immediately, and kneel down to beg for mercy!"
"A bunch of things that don't know how to live or die!"
Jun Wuxie used his palm fingers to pull out the God-Slaying Sword with a little force.
He stepped up into the air with the divine sword, passed through the dynasty barrier, and came outside.
This sentence completely angered Hall Master Jian and others.
They were all important beings in the upper realm, but here, a barbarian from the lower realm and a young monk at the top of the semi-saint realm dared to say that they did not know whether to live or die.
After living for such a long time, I have seen many arrogant young people, but this is the first time in my life that I have seen such arrogance.
"You bastard, you have to kneel today whether you want to or not. Weak ants have no right to choose their fate!"
Hall Master Jian sneered, spread his palms and pressed forward, very casually, his posture and movements were like swatting a fly.
But even if it is a very random movement, the power contained in the palms is extremely terrifying.
There was a boom.
The space covered by it was annihilated, and even the dynasty barrier below sank violently, with cracks everywhere.
Between the vast mountains and rivers, countless dragon vein energy rushed out, the dragon's roar shook the mountains and rivers, and endless runes shone, trying to maintain the barrier, but it was still difficult to resist, causing the barrier to collapse quickly.
Under this kind of power, Jun Wuxie's physical body endured an unimaginable amount of suppression, causing his bones to crack and his body to collapse.
"Kneel down!"
Hall Master Jian is like the supreme master who controls the life and death of all souls. He is aloof and extremely powerful, with cold eyes and his palms of infuriating energy suddenly speeding down.
At this moment, Jun Wuxie's hand holding the sword shook slightly, and a brilliant and dazzling light bloomed on the God-Slaying Sword.
He swung out his sword, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, destroying the dead and destroying the dead, cutting off the true energy palm of the Hall Master.
Hall Master Jian's pupils suddenly shrank, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he immediately realized that the golden ancient sword was something special.
"I didn't expect you to have such an ancient artifact!"
His eyes were full of excitement. If he could get that ancient sword, his Zhen Jian Tang's strength would be even higher.
Boom!
He activated the ancestral war flag, and vast energy surged, causing the entire dynasty to sink.
Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold, and the divine sword in his hand overflowed with golden ripples, covering the sky above the dynasty, wiping out the energy of the battle flag and protecting the dynasty.
"The purpose of asking Hong Ran to call people was to trap and kill the strong men of your demon clan. You guys cooperated. The people who came were not small people. They even brought the ancestral weapon and war flag."
Jun Wuxie had already received a secret transmission from Jing Ya and understood the situation, as well as the identities of these people and what the battle flag was.
"A little ant at the top of the semi-saint class dares to speak so brazenly!"
Hall Master Jian mobilized the war flag, and it was like a bloody sky suppressing it, forming a doomsday scene. Under its cover, except for the imperial court and Jun Wuxie, who were protected by the God-Slaying Sword, everything was being annihilated.
Clang!
Jun Wuxie swung his sword to kill. There were no moves, it was simple and direct.
The bright golden sword energy penetrated everything instantly and split the battle flag into pieces.
He waved the divine sword in his hand repeatedly, and wisps of sword energy intertwined with each other. In the horrified eyes of the demon clan strongmen, he chopped the battle flag into pieces. Bloody cloth fell, and the runes on the broken metal flagpole quickly It went out and turned into scrap metal, falling in all directions.
Almost at the same time, the God-Slaying Sword swept across.
The peerless killing blow swept across the world, and the golden sword light instantly slashed to the neck of Hall Master Jian, causing his whole body to tremble greatly, and his mind to tremble uncontrollably. The sword intent penetrated into his body, causing his true energy to be suppressed. It was so hard that it couldn't move, and I couldn't exert any strength.
He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't move. His body was out of control at all. His legs were trembling, his calves were cramping, cold sweat quickly soaked his clothes, and big beads of sweat rolled down his face.
Not only him, but the dozens of strong demon clan men behind him were all frightened out of their wits. They could not withstand the terrifying pressure of the sword intent. Their bodies softened and they knelt in the air, their bodies as if they were sieving chaff.
"Kneel down!"
Jun Wuxie shouted coldly, and the sword energy that stopped next to Hall Master Jian's neck pressed down slightly.
Hall Master Jian couldn't bear the pressure. He bent his legs and knelt in the void. Those knees smashed the space into pieces, and two black holes in the void the size of fists appeared.
The entire Emperor Shi Star Territory was silent, and everyone who witnessed this scene felt unbelievable!
The demon clan in the upper realm was fully prepared. All the respected figures came to the lower realm and brought with them terrifying weapons, but they still knelt there.
All because of that ancient sword!
Except for the Xuanyuan clan and a few limited people, the rest felt incredible.
Was the sword worn by Emperor Xuanyuan back then so terrifying?
The ancient sword that is usually inserted on the top of the imperial tower actually has such unparalleled power!
"That sword..."
Jingya and Ling Qingyu watched this scene in shock in front of Zongwang Mountain.
No wonder Jun Wuxie was so confident that he wanted to trap and kill the strong men from the lineage of the demon clan Saint Zi Yu, weakening their strength and damaging their vitality.
"The little guy has so many secrets, it's really hard to see through. How many trump cards does he have?"
Jingya's beautiful eyes were in a trance. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and experienced it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it to be true. It was so subversive that it was like a fantasy.
"The master of the demon clan's temple?"
Jun Wuxie walked up to the master of Hall Jian, looked down at the kneeling man, grabbed his hair and lifted it up, forcing his face to rise upwards.
"Where is your current world, where you can run wild as you please?"
With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he slapped his cheek with the blade of the sword, leaving obvious sword marks on his face.
Every time the divine sword struck Hall Master Jian's face, Hall Master Jian's body would convulse uncontrollably. His eyes were full of fear and humiliation. His body was obviously trembling with fear, but he gritted his teeth and showed hatred.
"I heard that you are the most powerful church leader among the nine holy churches of the upper realm demon clan Saint Ziyi. You are in the realm of the holy ancestor, at the top of the tenth level of mythology, and I am second only to Saint Ziyi in strength?"
"Ah!!" Hall Master Jian couldn't accept such humiliation, and roared with pain and resentment: "What a status and position I have, you dare to humiliate me like this, do you know what consequences you will face in the future!"
"What are the consequences?" Jun Wuxie kicked him in the face, leaving clear shoe sole marks on his face and flattening his nose. "Is this the consequence?"
Hall Master Jian's face was dripping with blood, and his original facial features were almost invisible, like a piece of cake.
The violent energy in his heart almost tore him apart, and he wanted to tear the ants in front of him into pieces, but under the pressure of the terrifying sword intent, he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't use any of his true energy.
He was forced to kneel on the ground with a humble posture, facing Jun Wuxie in an extremely despicable posture.
"The humble posture you mentioned before, is this what you look like now?"
Jun Wuxie's words were so heart-breaking that he was so angry that Hall Master Jian almost suffered from internal injuries.
"Impossible...impossible..."
On the top of the high-rise building of the palace, the nailed Sheng Ziyi looked as pale as paper, his eyes were full of despair and fear, and he kept repeating the same words in his mouth.
He couldn't accept such a cruel fact!
The hope he had placed in him was shattered in an instant, and he still had to face the fear of death, with no possibility of survival!
That was the leader of their lineage, and he also brought the ancestral weapon battle flag. How could he be defeated like this, and still kneel there, being extremely humiliated by that hateful boy!
This is a barbaric universe with backward cultivation civilization. They are a powerful force of advanced cultivation civilization. How could they continue to capsize here? How could it be like this?
"Damn it, you damn bastard, how dare you plot against my lineage of monsters!"
Hong Ran had no fear, only resentment and murderous intent. Cold light burst out from his diamond-shaped snake eyes, and he let out a heart-rending roar.
At this moment, how could he not understand?
That boy had a terrifying ancient sword, so he deliberately called for people to kill the strong men of their lineage in the demon clan.
Among the nine major holy churches of their lineage, the strongest is the Zhenjian Holy Church, especially the ancestral weapon battle flag!
Now the hall master and many elders can't help but fall into trouble, and even the ancestral war flag has been destroyed. This is an unpredictable loss for their lineage, and their vitality is severely damaged!
It can be said that this loss is equivalent to a healthy person having one of his limbs broken. How can their lineage compete with the Ling family lineage in the future?
"Why, you just reacted now?" Jun Wuxie turned to look at Hong Ran, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said, "Your reaction is a little slow, are you too stupid?"
"you……"
Hong Ran was so angry that she almost exploded.
He is not willing to give in. How can he be willing to give in?
The two lines of the demon clan have been fighting for generations, but as a result, their strength was greatly damaged due to their trip to the lower realm. They will be at a disadvantage in future battles!
It’s so ridiculous to think about it, but so sad at the same time!
"You people in the upper world, claiming to be superior, come to the lower world and ignore all living beings. You are like barbarians and ants at every mouth. Now, you people who regard yourself as masters, kneeling in front of your so-called ants, how do you feel in your heart? Do you want to share it so that we barbarians from the lower world can listen?”
Jun Wuxie stepped on Hall Master Jian's face and looked down at him. This humiliating method made Hall Master Jian want to die.
He is the Holy Ancestor, the pinnacle of mythology!
In the upper universe, those are the people who control the power of life and death.
Now, in front of countless people, he is being trampled under the feet of a Semi-Saint Juepin!
"You will pay the price for your actions! Unless you never go to the upper world and huddle in the lower world your whole life until you die of old age!"
Hall Master Jian roared angrily. He knew that he had failed today and would not be able to see how the person he hated so much would die tragically in the future, but he believed that this person would definitely die!
Dare to go against their lineage of monsters like this. The mere cultivators from the lower realm are nothing more than bugs at the mercy of others after they reach the upper realm! Their lineage will definitely use the most cruel methods to torture them until they can neither survive nor die!
"I have a long way to go in the future, and I will definitely go to the upper world. As for your demon clan, you can come and kill me. If you can't kill me, your clan will be exterminated!"
Jun Wuxie has never been afraid of threats in her life. The demon clan is so powerful, so what?
No matter how strong an opponent is, you have to face it. Could it be that if you shrink back out of fear, or even kneel down to beg for mercy, your opponent will be merciful and relenting?
What a stupid idea that is!
"Then you are destined to die without a burial..."
Before Hall Master Zhenjian could say anything, Jun Wuxie raised his sword and lowered it.
There was a pop.
The head of Zhenhuan Hall Master was instantly penetrated by the sword energy, his voice suddenly stopped, blood spurted out, his eyes widened, and he refused to rest in silence.
A Saint Ancestor, a strong man who could make a region tremble three times with just a stamp of his feet, was thus buried in the lower universe.
"Hall Master!"
The strong men it brought were so frightened that they completely collapsed.
"Noisy!"
The sword energy of the God-Slaying Sword was flowing freely, and the heads of several strong demon clan men were cut in half from the cheekbones, and red blood and white brains splattered together.
The entire Zhuxian Dynasty was extremely quiet, without any sound. Even Sheng Ziyu and Hong Ran were as silent as a cicada at this time.
