Chu Tian felt that using the Thunder Pearl to bombard the battle spirit was indeed a bit shameless. Didn’t he see that he could make people cry and howl?

However, Zhan Ling's body is really strong. If this thunder bead is placed in the Fallen Star Ocean, even the cultivators in the Climbing Heaven Realm will be smashed into pieces by thunder. The powerful people in the Climbing Heaven Realm will be seriously injured. Zhan Ling is just bombarded with a little embarrassing. The descendants of these war gods have refined their bodies to extraordinary strength.

The King of War snorted coldly, but did not see his movements. He heard a dull sonic boom. He stepped in front of the war spirit and smashed the huge war hammer with one hammer.

Zhan Ling, who was sore and numb by the thunder beads, barely raised his mace and roared with hissing and trying to block the King of War's hammer.

With a loud bang, the war spirit was beaten by a hammer and perfectly merged with the ground. The war hammer in the war king shook left and right, and the whistling sea of ​​fire was smashed to pieces. More than a dozen descendants of the Night God were shocked by the wind and vomited blood and flew away, and the daggers in their hands were shattered one after another.

The descendants of the Wind God who were flying in the wind exclaimed in unison. The terrifying wind pressure attached to the warhammer forced them to breathe. Their steps were light and their bodies quickly rotated backwards.

The green dragon sword in Chu Tian's hand made a light sound, and it turned into a green light that was hundreds of feet long and stabbed forward.

The sword lights were divided, and a ray of green rainbow cracked, and forty-nine hundred-foot sword lights danced all over the sky, covering all the descendants of the moon god and the wind god. The sword talismans floating on the golden lamp were violently shaken, and strands of sword essence were constantly integrated into Chu Tian's soul. The sword light flew faster, the momentum was more fierce and difficult to defend, and the angle of the attack became more and more tricky.

The figures were split by sword light, and blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

The strong wind of the Wind God Warrior, the fiery fire of the Fire God Warrior, and even the armor, shields, and daggers in the hands of the Night God's descendants could not resist the sharpness of the Qingjiao Sword. Wherever the sword light passed, everything was torn into two pieces.

Within a radius of hundreds of feet, I saw a series of green lights flashing rapidly with a forced cold air. The sword light condensed and turned into a green dragon sword and fell back to Chu Tian's hand. All the incoming soldiers had been killed by Chu Tian, ​​and no one escaped.

"Hey!" The King of War held the hammer heavily on the ground, and the ground shook violently. He tilted his head to look at Chu Tian: "Tianshi, the Great Elder only said that you have great wisdom and know countless knowledge, but you have never said that you are so neat to kill people!"

Chu Tian gently brushed the Qingjiao Sword with his finger and said with a smile: "I have some other skills, and everyone can see it if you have the chance."

With a loud "dong", the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground came from the mountains and forests.

A rough voice came from the forest: "A bunch of useless wastes can't even do such a small thing."

Is there any master in the mountains and forests? The bold voice was extremely loud, which made Chu Tian’s eardrums feel a little painful, and made his internal organs feel stuffy and his breathing became difficult. Just from the power contained in this sound, you can tell that this is a terrible master who is no weaker than the War King.

With a sneer, Chu Tian said slowly: "Waste? What I hate the most is the stupid thing like you who hold your identities, sit behind and point fingers but can't come out to do things! You think they are wasteful, why don't you show off yourself?"
Chapter completed!