Chapter 1718: You Have to Be Branded and Take a Photo Before You Kill the Son of God

"Don't worry, I won't let him go!"

Jiang Tian's eyes were fixed on the palace-like fortress in the center of the academy, the grandest and tallest.

This fortress has layers of talisman formations engraved on the stone pillars of the walls. The mana fluctuations are very strong, and the decoration is also relatively luxurious. It is not as simple and natural as other fortresses. Obviously, a big shot lives in it. .

We can be sure that he is the son of God who has half-stepped into becoming a god.

Jiang Tian took one step into the air and flew towards the fortress seemingly slowly but really quickly.

The remaining Nascent Soul Golden Pill was not enough for the Purple Gold True Dragon, and Jiang Tian was too lazy to kill any more.

"In the Xiabei Han Sect's divine son, Chen Long. Jiang Taichu, you are extremely talented and amazing. My sect's eldest son Han Ming cherishes talents the most. If you are willing to submit, I am willing to introduce you. I promise not to punish you for today's crime! "

The Son of God in the fortress noticed the suppression of Jiang Tian's force and immediately sent out a voice of divine consciousness.

"Haha, I'm here to kill people! I'm not here to be your lackey of Beihan Sect!"

Jiang Tian sneered and refused, approaching at an unhurried pace.

"Are you worried that I will break my promise and Han Mingzong will punish you?"

Divine Son Chenlong assured, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "These earth monks you killed are just puppets we cultivated. They are like ants and not worth mentioning! If you kill them, they will be killed. Zongzi Han Ming will not care about them at all. Of life and death!"

"Who is the eldest son of Han Ming? In my eyes, Jiang Taichu, he is worse than a dog!"

Jiang Tian looked disdainfully and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. Today, I will kill you to avenge the tragic death of Taoist Qingmu and the Langya monks!"

"Jiang Taichu, how dare you disrespect the eldest son Han Ming!"

The Son of God Chenlong roared angrily, with a cold murderous intent.

In his mind, Han Ming Zongzi's holy son transformed into a god, with brilliant talents, unparalleled understanding and wisdom. He was really like a sacred immortal Buddha. He had seen Han Ming's son go on an expedition to star fields, pushing across seas of stars, massacring ordinary people. Transforming into a spirit is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables. Talking and laughing can lead to no harm.

Both the sect masters of the Divine Sect and the masters of the Star Territory were all courteous to him and did not dare to offend him easily. Even in the entire Kaiyang Galaxy and even the Beidou Star Territory, Han Ming Zongzi has a pivotal position.

This kid, a mere monk from a remote planet, dared to be disrespectful to Han Ming and deserved to be cut into pieces.

Even if he is the number one person on earth, so what!

In the vast Beidou Star Territory, he has seen many such geniuses, and even killed many.

"Jiang Taichu, what kind of role do you think you are, and you are trying to kill me?"

Chenlong shouted loudly and exuded power.

Boom!

The earth and the earth trembled, and the mighty power of the quasi-god king charged towards Jiang Tian. For a time, the vitality of the world was boiling like the sea, the true energy was like the waves crashing on the shore, the waves stopped the flying boat, and the various laws were extremely solid and vast.

Suddenly, the disciples of Langya Academy who were chasing after them stopped and flew backwards like sawdust. Many people were pressed to the ground, their bones cracking, as if they were about to be crushed into pulp in the next moment.

"Is this the power of half-step transformation into a god?"

"No wonder Taoist Priest Qingmu was beaten to death by his palm!"

Countless people were shocked.

This son of Chenlong God was so simple that they had never met each other, let alone fought against him.

I never expected that a quasi-divine king could be so terrifying. Many Langya disciples who were originally full of confidence in Jiang Tian suddenly felt uneasy and worried about Jiang Tian.

"Senior Taichu, will he be his opponent?"

At that moment, everyone stopped. Including Chenlong's men, the two people looked at the sky together.

Because they know that the two people in the sky really decide their fate.

If either side wins, how can the followers of the other side escape the slaughter?

Just kill it casually.

"Jiang Taichu, you deserve to die!"

Boom!

Chen Long stepped on an ice and snow chariot and rushed out of the palace.

He was wearing dark iron heavy armor, and the law of ice and snow was lingering all over his body, covered with ice and snow, it was very cold, freezing through the space. The ice and snow chariot is like an ice sculpture, densely covered with various patterns, and is pulled by four ice and snow giant bears that have transformed into the Nascent Soul stage.

Every word Chen Long said shook the void and froze the space, causing the mountain peaks to crack. All kinds of green vegetation instantly covered the ice crystals, losing their vitality, like ice sculptures. Countless Langya disciples were shocked. If the Purple Gold True Dragon hadn't put up a shield to protect them in an instant, all of them would have perished.

"horrible!"

"Brother Beidou is indeed very strong. Will Senior Taichu be his opponent?"

Many people are hesitant.

Duguxiao felt even more worried for Jiang Tian, ​​and even Zhang Yilin was not calm.

After all, the people Jiang Tian killed before were all puppets of the Northern Han Sect, who were still earth monks, but Chen Long was already a real monk of the Northern Han Sect.

"Chen Long, not only do you deserve to die, but the Beihan Sect behind you deserves to die even more!"

Jiang Tian's murderous intent was gradually released, shooting straight into the sky like smoke and energy, shaking the bullfighting. His voice was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the depths of hell:

"I will wipe out all the invaders of the Northern Han Sect and bloodbath the outside of the territory. One day, I will even kill your home base, the Beidou Star Territory and the Kaiyang Galaxy, flatten the Northern Han Sect, and uproot the roots of your Northern Han Sect! Even, everyone related to this invasion will be killed!”

"What a courage!"

Chenlong was furious.

He never thought that such words would come from the mouth of an Earth monk.

The Northern Han Sect is so powerful. There are so many talents under its command, the gods are like forests, and the Nascent Soul is like rain, and they are all high-level gods and souls. It is the first of the ten divine sects in the Kaiyang Galaxy, and even dominates the entire Beidou Star Territory. matchless.

And Jiang Tian actually claimed that he wanted to destroy the Beihan Sect. How arrogant, how arrogant and domineering!

"Okay, okay! Originally, the Beihan Sect had adopted a gentle strategy and could not easily kill the human race on earth. But today, the earth will pay the price of blood for your words. After I kill you, your Tianqing Sect, your I will kill all those old friends!”

After Chen Long finished speaking in a cold voice, he thrust his right hand into the void. Suddenly, a spear like beautiful jade and ice crystals appeared in the palm of his empty hand.

This spear was filled with cold air, and the laws of the shape of snowflakes and ice crystals were lingering. Once it appeared, it seemed as if the temperature of the entire cave was going to drop to absolute zero. Everyone felt that it was difficult to move their breath, and even the activities of their spiritual consciousness suddenly stagnated, and their thinking was not smooth.

Boom!

He holds a spear and steps on an ice and snow chariot, pulling out a white turbulent stream. The spear penetrates the space and freezes everything. It seems to be able to extinguish all life, making thousands of birds fly away and thousands of people disappearing.

"This is the Bingxin Divine Spear of God Son Chenlong. It is said that Son of God Chenlong used this divine spear to kill three monsters with the power of transforming into gods outside the territory. Jiang Taichu will definitely die!"

"Yes, I heard that this divine spear is a pinnacle Taoist weapon. It can even be considered a holy weapon! Its power is terrifying to the extreme!"

"Isn't the Son of God Chen Long using this spear to bully others? Killing Transformation Gods is like killing chickens. Jiang Taichu is so pitiful, how can he be an enemy?"

Seeing this, many of the puppet monks of the Northern Han Sect were overjoyed and their spirits were lifted.

Tsk!

The chariot is extremely fast, Chen Long has a ferocious look, his eyes are extremely cold and vicious, and the Bingxin Divine Spear stabs out, destroying everything. It can freeze the space in advance and naturally form a field, making it difficult for the opponent to even move.

"Hmph. You are a frog in the well after all. You don't know the vastness of the world and the vastness of the universe. So what if you return safely from the Immortal Ruins? Immortal Ruins? How did the Beidou monks ever take the Immortal Ruins seriously?"

Seeing that the tip of the spear was about to hit Jiang Tian's spiritual fetus, Chen Long thought scornfully in his heart, but he took action without mercy, determined to win.

"Like an ant!"

But at this moment, Jiang Tian reached out with his right hand and grabbed the Bing Xin Divine Spear. He moved lightly, as if he were picking something out of a bag.

"What? The Bingxin Realm has a thorough understanding of vitality, laws, space and soul. Why, it's useless to him!"

Chen Long's eyes were horrified and full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Die!"

Jiang Tianxin broke his hand, like breaking off a hemp pole, and directly broke the magic spear into two pieces. Under Chen Long's frightened gaze, he punched Chen Long until blood spurted from his mouth and his chest was sunken. The ground soared out.

"This, how is this possible!"

"This is a quasi-sacred soldier. Just cut it off. Do you think it's sugar cane?"

"With one punch, Chenlong Shenzi was knocked away, like a rag doll! No, more like a chicken or a dog, vulnerable to a single blow!"

Many of the puppet monks of the Northern Han Sect screamed as if they were dead.

The situation before them was too shocking and completely beyond their expectations.

But Chen Long was not dead. After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he turned around, set up his escape light, and tried to escape.

"Huh? No wonder he is so resistant! He is actually a ninth-grade peak Nascent Soul. In terms of strength, it is enough to keep pace with the non-grade gods of Immortal Ruins!"

Jiang Tian's consciousness swept away, revealing a hint of enlightenment.

"Withstand the beating? However, I want to see how long you can bear it!"

Jiang Tian grinned.

"Whoosh!"

How could Jiang Tian give him a chance? Kunpeng used his speed to catch up.

"Crack, click, click."

Jiang Tian didn't know how many punches he punched, and how many bones in Chenlong Shenzi's body were broken.

to the end.

Jiang Tian stepped down with his foot, and with a loud bang, he and the chariot he was sitting on were sent directly into the depths of the small world, creating a large crater with a radius of several kilometers, and trampled them all into flesh, including the Nascent Soul and his physical body. cake.

that moment.

The whole small world was dead silent.

All the puppets of the Northern Han Sect looked at this scene in disbelief with ashen faces.

"kill!"

The whole small world was boiling, and the Langya monks, who had been oppressed for three months, began to fight back crazily. At this moment, with the half-step god being crushed and killed by Jiang Tian, ​​the situation of the battle has been completely reversed and has become a foregone conclusion, and there is no need for Jiang Tian to take action anymore.

Everyone was fighting bravely, and even the puppet monks were torn into pieces and eaten alive.

It's too awful!

The disciples of Langya Academy were bullied so miserably!

In just three months, thousands of people died. Parents have lost their children, women have lost their husbands, and many orphans and widowed mothers are crying helplessly. Those Langya monks were all tortured to death, which was extremely miserable and inhumane.

The entire Langya Academy turned into a terrifying sea of ​​blood.

And Jiang Tian's consciousness shot back and forth, and finally, in an extremely secret cave, he found the imprinting artifact left by the Scorpio God.

Jiang Tian raised his hand to take the picture. After confirming that it was correct, his face was slightly stern and he said in a deep voice: "Yilin, please make this picture public to the entire world immediately."