"not good."
The appearance of this voice made Fu Jiajia's expression suddenly change.
This was too sudden, leaving them with little preparation. It was obvious that all comers came prepared.
"The Tribulation Realm is perfect, the other party is a person." Chu Cheng said.
When he just entered this world, even without using his spiritual consciousness, he already noticed that someone was approaching this place.
There were several death auras lingering around this man's body. It was obvious that several monks had died in his hands after having been here for many days.
"It's just one person... Doesn't this person have any slaves? He's just alone and he dares to kill him?" Chen Chaogang stopped and spoke in confusion.
Here are seven people. Even if their five Mahayana monks were one level below, it would not be difficult to temporarily delay Jian with their joint efforts. What's more, there are two great monks who are in the late stages of the Tribulation.
Knowing that he was just a monk, even a monk who had reached the Great Perfection of Tribulation-Transcending Realm, the five Mahayana Realm monks breathed a sigh of relief.
"This person is very strong... but if we and the seven of us join forces, it will not be difficult to kill him." Zheng Biao said.
Someone appeared, a man in black, with a cold and pale face, and a dull clang sounded behind him.
Behind this man, a long trail of blood stretched out, and a thin rope penetrated fifteen heads.
"…….."
When everyone saw these dozen heads, they were really shocked. Fifteen people actually died in his hands.
"This person is a lunatic. It seems that for the sake of points... he killed all his men?" Fu Jiajia guessed.
It is difficult to distinguish between life and death among monks of the same class. She didn't believe that anyone could kill fifteen powerful men of the same level in a very short period of time.
"It's hard to say, there are geniuses who are unparalleled in nature, who are rare opponents of the same class, and can even kill enemies across ranks. Such people are undoubtedly the most terrifying. There are not many such people among the thousands of great sects competing, but they are not rare either. ." Zheng Qianlong shook his head and then looked at the middle-aged man beside him.
"Senior He, what do you think?"
"You are right." Chu Cheng nodded.
Some people have rare talents. It is not difficult to kill monks of the same level. In the past, Chu Cheng killed monks of the same level as a fool, and there were many enemies who jumped over the level.
"Suffer death!"
The man in black appeared, without any unnecessary words, and swooped in from a distance at an extremely fast speed. With one strike, a fierce wind blew up.
"cut!"
This sword was a sword that the man in black had no reservations about, and it contained powerful and terrifying sword intent.
boom!
Just the wind of the sword made the village unable to hold up and was completely shattered, with the sword reflecting hundreds of miles away.
"Everyone, I and fellow Taoist He will join forces to take the lead. You and five others will support you." Fu Jiajia took the lead and rushed out. A long silk ribbon flew out of his sleeves. With each step, his body was as light as a dancing dragon.
Under the collision, the sound of wind and thunder erupted directly. Fu Jiajia's body shook violently, and the ground beneath his feet shattered, and he continued to fall backwards.
She majored in the water system and had the power to relieve force. However, this collision was like a bull's collision, and she could not relieve the force at all. Zhen's right hand was shaking. He kept retreating, and every time he landed, it felt like an earthquake. He took ten steps back before he stopped.
"..." Fu Jiajia retreated, her expression constantly changing.
This person is far stronger than her. I'm afraid there will be a fight to the death today. Someone in the group of seven will also die.
"With all due respect, you are all rubbish. I can kill all of you by myself." The man in black stopped and spoke contemptuously.
When the man in black's eyes fell on Fu Jiajia's chest, he smiled evilly.
"If you are willing to be my prisoner, I will spare your life today."
"Arrogant, how can we talk about life and death before the winner is determined?" Fu Jiajia frowned angrily.
Small streams of light began to flicker on her body, and her breath also changed.
For water monks, if they are close to a river or a sea, then relying on the advantages of the landform, their combat power will increase several times.
It's a pity that there is no river here, no river, and no sea.
"Come together! How dare you insult Miss Jiajia!" Fu Chifa shouted.
As soon as the words fell, the five Mahayana monks sacrificed their natal weapons one after another.
"Ant!" The man in black smiled contemptuously.
"Then I'll kill a few of you first!"
brush
An afterimage of the man in black remained on the spot, appeared in front of Fu Chifa, slashed out with a knife, and his head fell to the ground.
Everyone was shocked to see that one person was killed in the same encounter.
A primordial spirit rushed out, Fu Chifa's physical body was destroyed, and the weak primordial spirit showed a look of horror. Another slash with the sword shook the bodies of the others, trying to kill Fu Chifa completely.
Fu Jiajia joined forces with the other four, but was still repelled.
"Fellow Taoist, you are so arrogant."
Just when everyone was in despair, one hand actually grasped the knife directly, unable to go any further.
There was a roar, as if a ferocious beast appeared between heaven and earth. An extremely ferocious beast descended into the world.
"What a strange appearance!" The expression of the man in black changed instantly.
"You are actually...a member of the Holy Clan...why do you appear here? Are there any descendants of the Holy Clan left in the ten continents?"
A man, but an ancient ferocious beast appeared behind him. It exudes an aura of terror, making people tremble with fear.
"Even if you are a member of the Holy Clan, if you are left in the lower realm, it means that your blood is impure, so there is nothing to fear!"
The man in black rushed over, his black hair waving wildly, his eyes deep and full of murderous intent.
He said, there is no saint today. Then, this saint will die under his own sword.
This is the pride of being one of the three great geniuses of Chaoge Continent.
"boom!"
This is the ultimate showdown!
In the blink of an eye, one finger flicked the knife away, hitting it hard and breaking through the barrier of the man in black. He was extremely brave and unstoppable.
"Fellow Daoist He...has the appearance of becoming an immortal!" Fu Jiajia exclaimed with a pair of beautiful eyes flashing.
She didn't expect that her tribulation-transcending servant would be so strong.
Among the geniuses of Qingyun Continent, he can definitely win the first place.
"Senior He!"
Everyone seemed to see the light of dawn.
The wind howled, and everyone saw He Rumin's flying black hair, cold eyes, and strong black blood. He was so powerful that he could swallow mountains and rivers!
"town!"
Chu Cheng punched, completely shattering the black sword. The black punch was so powerful that it struck three thousand miles across, making the world in all directions shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.
This movement shocked all the monks within a radius of ten thousand miles.
"What a strong force of blood! What a strong evil spirit! Which strong man is fighting!"
The monks were shocked and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected.
He was so powerful that he could reach the sky, and his power shocked both the present and the past. Every punch he landed was filled with terror. It turned out to be a man covered in black, but now he was soaked in blood. He was facing a life-and-death crisis and was full of fear. "It's over. Your life belongs to me, He Rumin." Chu Cheng said calmly, and his figure flashed and came behind the man in black. He blasted out with a palm, and penetrated it together with his soul, completely losing his fighting power.
"Zheng Daoyou, you come and kill this person." Chu Cheng retracted his palm and threw the man in black like a chicken.
Zheng Qianlong, who is in the late Mahayana stage, can get 100 points by leaping over the ranks to kill people.
"550 points..." Fu Jiajia exclaimed, and a number appeared in his mind.
"I didn't expect that this person actually killed nine monks in the Tribulation Realm. It seems that there are Mahayana monks beside this person." Fu Jiajia spoke again.
"But this person is dead, so the Mahayana monks around him are not a concern. Thanks to fellow Taoist He this time, otherwise the little girl will encounter a scene more terrifying than death."
"Thank you, Senior He, for taking the initiative." Fu Chifa, who only had one soul left, clasped his fists and bent over, almost pressing his head to the ground.
Chu Cheng shook his head. Although he had gained 550 points now, he was still far away from 10,000 points. At least dozens of Tribulation Realm monks had to be killed.
"There is such a big movement here. The weak monks must have fled, but the stronger ones may come to find out. We need to leave here. .”
"Everything depends on Brother He Dao." Fu Jiajia leaned forward and saluted.
The crowd turned around and stopped at a small mountain peak seven thousand miles away.
As Chu Cheng waved his hand, seven formation flags fell.
"I will set off to snipe the other monks, and you will wait for me in the formation. My formation is a formation left by the ancient powers. Even if the Xuanzhao Realm powers pass by, they will not notice anything."
Fu Jiajia had no questions about Chu Cheng's saint bloodline and possessing such a high-level formation flag. After all, such a genius who defies heaven has his own adventures.
Chu Cheng left, but did not go far. He was also not prepared to snipe other monks, so he waved his hand and disappeared.
Taibei space.
Chu Cheng sat cross-legged on the ground in the clouds and slowly closed his eyes. In an instant, billowing red mist rose from the clouds.
He will create a big dream, in which the ten realms of Dao Dao will fight against the ten realms of Xuanzhao.
In the vast starry sky, in the depths of endless chaos, majestic and tall figures appeared one after another.
This is an immortal. In this mortal dream, Chu Cheng is just a mortal confronting the ten immortals.
Boom!
After Chu Cheng reached the ultimate limit with his human body, the people on the opposite side burst out with golden blood. All kinds of methods appeared, and they were dominating the world, and they quickly fought together.
The battle was fierce, and people sacrificed their lives. Chu Cheng finally became a great emperor and killed ten immortals in a row. But in the end he died of exhaustion.
There was another battle, and ten more immortals appeared. In the end, Chu Cheng became more and more courageous as he fought in the blood.
Time passed, one month later. Chu Cheng left Taichu. When he appeared in the real world, he returned to the formation.
This month, Fu Jiajia and others were in shock. The points increased by one thousand, one thousand, and in the end they were two thousand. Today it reached 10,550 points.
What kind of strength is this? How many powerful men of the same level have been killed, or...killed immortals?
"The second level, how to go?"
"After reaching 10,000 points, you will be automatically attracted to the intersection, but...it seems that this intersection has not appeared."
"It's here, right under your feet." Chu Cheng lowered his head and watched the ground loosen.
As soon as he finished speaking, the earth collapsed, revealing an underground cave filled with yellow mist.
