Chapter 780: Nie Mingyuan's Power, Tianqing Sect's Danger!
When he said this, mixed with the vast and surging divine consciousness, it descended from the sky in a mighty manner. The further it went down, the greater the power.
In the end, it roared like a thunderbolt that destroyed the heavens and the earth.
The strong men on the Expedition, even if they were not his targets at all, were still shaken by the aftermath.
In the distance, those masters of the Transformation Realm who were watching the battle all spurted blood and fainted.
The moment the sound landed on the sea, the wind whistled, the waves surged, and the Taichu aircraft carrier was pushed dozens of meters away.
"You, dream!"
Zhao Xueqing's pretty face was stern, and she didn't waste any words. She waved her jade-white hands and attacked directly!
Clang!
The black iron shuttle broke through the air, surpassing three times the speed of sound and spanning a distance of several thousand meters, piercing through Nie Mingyuan.
"Stinky woman, overestimating yourself! You are too far behind! Jiang Taichu is dead, I can kill you in three moves!"
Nie Mingyuan's mouth showed a bloodthirsty sneer, and he raised his jade-white fingers and pinched them lightly.
Ding!
The black iron shuttle that could penetrate the cruiser was firmly clamped in his hand, and it could not advance even a little bit.
Crack!
His crystal palm shook, and the black iron shuttle that had been invincible since its birth was directly shattered.
Everyone saw this scene and screamed wildly.
You should know that Jiang Tian's black iron shuttle was made of the big iron rod of the Fighting Saint Ape Qi Aosheng. After it was born, it once slashed fighter jets and penetrated tanks. It was originally the strongest and hardest thing, second only to the little black flying sword.
Puff!
Zhao Xueqing's consciousness was affected, her face hurt, she staggered back a few steps, and a sad and beautiful blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
But her Phoenix Fairy Body was very powerful, and her Phoenix Heart Benevolence Technique, Life Creation, immediately repaired the damaged Qi Sea.
At this time, he also sensed Nie Mingyuan's strength, and he seemed to have practiced Qi at the eighth or ninth level, comparable to Jiang Tian, especially his extraordinary spiritual consciousness.
Moreover, Nie Mingyuan had excellent luck, and had the memories of two old monsters in his mind. In just a few months, he fought in Southeast Asia, the Middle East, and Europe, and plundered as much as he could. The treasures he obtained were probably more than what Jiang Tian had obtained in a few years.
At this time, his magic power was surging, shaking the world, and it was simply endless.
"Zhao Xueqing, if you are willing to lead the Tianqing Sect to submit to the Demon Lord of the Prison, be his slave girl, and repent for ten years, then I might say a few good words for you and spare your life!"
At this time, the Supreme Blood Ancestor Cain spoke.
"How dare you!"
Zhao Xueqing's eyebrows were raised, and she shouted:
"You are just an old demon clown, arrogant, how can you know the foundation of my Tianqing Sect!"
She attacked again.
This time, she used the Phoenix Dance in the Sky Body Art, soaring into the air, level with Nie Mingyuan.
Her graceful hands flicked her fingers like a pipa!
She performed with one finger!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Every time she flicked her fingers, a finger beam like a cannonball broke through the air.
There were divine phoenix patterns engraved on it, shining with golden light, as if cast in gold. The lethality of a finger beam was comparable to that of a most advanced air-to-air missile!
But Nie Mingyuan was not in a hurry, and he was not hurt at all with his physical body.
Then, she used the Phoenix Eyes of Lihuo.
A vast ocean of fire stretched across the void of thousands of meters, and the heat wave swept across the sky, refining the sky with fire, completely enveloping Nie Mingyuan.
But Nie Mingyuan condensed a magic light to protect his body, and actually blocked this magical power.
A pair of phoenix wings appeared on Zhao Xueqing's back, controlling the raging fire, wind and thunder, and raising a raging sea of thunder. Finally, she used the awe-inspiring power of the phoenix to try to subdue Nie Mingyuan with her extremely powerful spiritual pressure.
But Nie Mingyuan condensed a bone knife and easily cut off all these magical powers one by one.
Twenty seconds later, Nie Mingyuan punched Zhao Xueqing two thousand meters away and smashed a huge deep pit on the deck of the aircraft carrier.
"Master's wife!"
"Madam!"
"Qing'er!"
Chen Yang, Huo Qingtian, Zhang Wanqing, Ye Ziwei and others all exclaimed and were extremely nervous.
"I'm fine!"
Zhao Xueqing laughed miserably.
Her magical power of life and creation could have quickly repaired her body.
But at this time, the wound on her chest was bleeding, and there was a black demonic energy lingering around, which could not be repaired.
"What do you think? You are definitely not our master's opponent. Only by surrendering and being willing to be slaves can you have a glimmer of hope!"
The Supreme Blood Ancestor Cain laughed wildly, his voice was like thunder and roaring like a lion.
"Hmph, how can you challenge the Tianqing Sect? We can die in battle, but we will never surrender!"
Sasaki Misa shouted in a delicate voice, mighty and unyielding.
"Roar!"
The little monkey Qitian transformed, ten meters high, and jumped up, like a cannonball reaching a thousand meters high, stepping on the aircraft carrier and shaking it slightly.
"Little white face, die!"
He held the big iron hammer tightly in both hands, and smashed it down like a mountain, tearing the air and confronting the Prison Demon Lord.
"Eh? Are you the descendant of the legendary Fighting Saint Ape? How dare you, a stinky monkey!"
Nie Mingyuan smiled slightly, and without saying a word, he slapped him on the head.
Bang!
The demonic flames surged, forming a 20-meter-long giant palm of fire, like the fire of hell, with black demonic energy lingering on it.
The Saint Monkey screamed and was swept away four or five kilometers, almost turning a destroyer over.
At this time, his handsome Mohawk hairstyle was burned, his skin was torn, and he looked like a roasted monkey on the shore of Lake Cass, only lacking a touch of cumin.
After all, he was not a strong demon, and he had not yet cultivated his spirit body. He was fighting Nie Mingyuan with brute force, and the distance was too far.
"This demon king grants you immortality. Within three days, all injuries can be automatically restored!"
Nie Mingyuan shouted, waved his sleeves, and injected black demonic energy into the bodies of many strong men.
Boom boom boom!
Many strong men's eyes suddenly showed strange black cold light, black demonic energy rolled all over their bodies, blood and energy surged on their heads, and their strength and recovery ability doubled.
Their morale was greatly boosted, and they emptied themselves and rushed towards the people of Tianqing Sect like a tide.
Bang bang bang!
In the sky, the four divine realm disciples led by Tang Linglong of Tianqing Sect and the six blood ancestors fought endlessly, and the fight was indistinguishable.
"Not good, Tianqing Sect is in danger!"
Ye Zhantian changed color and took action, stepping into the air.
Whoosh! With a sound of the ground.
He crossed thousands of meters and joined the battle to fight against the grassland wolf king Gargo.
Qinglinzi and Shilei also led a group of Qinglin Fire Owls carrying Sky Armor Air Cavalry into the battlefield, surrounded the strongest blood ancestor Cain, and breathed out fire and launched a round-robin battle.
Hera and other strong men from the Temple of the Gods also took action and stopped the Hongmen heroes led by Situ Lei.
Boom!
Zhao Xueqing and Huang Ling'er soared into the air, tightly entangled Nie Mingyuan, and used their magical powers frequently to prevent him from using his magic power.
Saint Ape Qi Tian roared and roared, and came again with a big stick, using his powerful monster physique to hit Nie Mingyuan hard.
The purple gold dragon also appeared.
However, he fought very wretchedly, appearing and disappearing in the sea, sneaking up on many blood clan strongmen.
At this moment, the whole sky was shrouded in blood and demonic energy, blood dyed the sky, and the demonic energy was boiling like the sea.
There were swords flying everywhere, cold lights flashing, flames surging, lightning flashing, sometimes the holy apes got angry and swung their clubs, sometimes the real dragons came out of the water and swallowed people.
This battle was unprecedented, extremely shocking, and destructive, as if it would overturn the sea and tear the sky apart.
Many powerful people watching the battle were dumbfounded.
But overall, the powerful people of the Dark Council had a slight advantage.
After being contaminated by Nie Mingyuan's magic, they had been initially demonized, with raging rage, and seemed to have no sense of pain at all, and their body repair ability was three times stronger.
Swish!
A green-scaled fire owl was beheaded by the blood ancestor Aole directly, and a master-level disciple fell into the sea.
Crack!
The arm of the little monkey Qi Tian, as thick as a bucket, was cut off by Nie Mingyuan, blood was flowing, and half of his body was blown apart by his punch.
Whoosh!
It flew hundreds of meters away, landed on a huge ship, and retreated into the territorial waters. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover for a while.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Ling'er's Yimu shield was hit by Nie Mingyuan's palm, and she flew hundreds of meters away. Fortunately, she was caught by a green-scaled fire owl.
For a time, the Dark Council's strong men were as powerful as dragons, and they became more and more courageous as they fought, roaring like demons.
However, the people of Tianqing Sect were defeated step by step, constantly injured, and fell into danger.
"Alas, this Prison Demon Lord is too strong, and with so many blood ancestors and wolf ancestors, Tianqing Sect is still slightly inferior!"
Some strong men who watched the battle smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
"The Dark Council has too deep a foundation, and what about the blessing of this Prison Demon Lord who suddenly appeared?"
Some strong men sighed.
This is the world of the strong. There are talented people in every generation, and each of them has been leading the trend for hundreds of years.
Since his debut, Jiang Taichu has swept across the cultivation world in the East and the West, and he is invincible.
He hunted the great powers of the time and took charge of a country and a religion. He can be said to be as strong as a dragon.
But the Demon Lord of Hell was too powerful, even more powerful than Jiang Taichu. Now he will massacre the Tianqing Sect and occupy his dojo.
Jiang Taichu's era is over!
And a new era has begun. The next few hundred years may be his era.
"Alas, the Tianqing Sect is defeated after all!"
A strong man from Southeast Asia could no longer bear to watch and stood up to leave.
Jiang Taichu was so amazing and brilliant. He had created such glory and challenged the great powers of the time. He was infinitely fascinated and admired.
Now, his era has come to an end, which makes people sigh and feel very uncomfortable.
"There is no more Tianqing Sect in the world, and there is no more Jiang Taichu in the world!"
Hongmen President Situ Lei sneered and mocked.
"Kill!"
"Jiang Taichu is dead. Today we will take revenge and grievances. We will massacre the Sodoni Beibu Gulf and kill the Tianqing Sect!"
And many strong men in the Dark Council laughed wildly, triumphantly, and murderously.
"Hmph, they can't do it! The defeat is overwhelming! Let's go forward together, destroy the Tianqing Sect, seize the dojo and cultivation resources!"
The Thai King of Jiangtou also roared and attacked.
He took off from the Expedition, crossed hundreds of meters in one step, entered the territorial waters, and wanted to attack Sodoni, occupy the Jiuxiao Peak dojo, kill people and seize treasures.
He was very active and led many disciples to help the Dark Council.
Because the Dark Council also promised him that if the Tianqing Sect was defeated this time, the Xingzhou Chinese Association would be handed over to him in the future, and he would be the first person in Southeast Asia.
In fact, he was only a half-step human immortal. If Jiang Taichu had not fallen in the sword tomb, he would not dare to come.
At this moment!
A gust of wind that seemed to destroy the world swept in, making it difficult for everyone to breathe!
A dazzling golden sword light slashed across.
The sky, which was originally dark and almost dark, was instantly illuminated by the dazzling sword light as bright as day.
The dazzling sword light was vast and vast, stretching across five or six kilometers, as if several suns rose out of thin air.
The entire Beibu Gulf, with a radius of dozens of kilometers, was completely illuminated, with every detail visible!