Chapter 1470

Jian Wuchen on the spirit boat suddenly opened his eyes.

His expression was extremely cold and a little impatient.

At this moment, a figure fell on the spirit boat, frowning slightly, but did not speak.

It was none other than Tang Jingtian.

These days, Tang Jingtian has been practicing in the ninth layer, and he never expected to meet a chaotic powerhouse, and his strength is extremely strong.

Although Tang Jingtian's swordsmanship is good, and Li Yixi's help, but his talent is a little worse, and now he is only able to step into a half-step detachment level.

Jian Wuchen waved his sleeves.

There were originally five inches of incense, but it burned up in an instant.

At this moment, the sword is dust-free, and the breath becomes extremely sharp.

The whole person is like an unsheathed sword.

"This holy son summoned you, but he was so procrastinating, he should be killed."

Jian Wuchen's voice was terrifyingly cold.

Can't feel any emotion, these people are like grass in Jian Wuchen's eyes.

Jian Wuchen also pointed to the sword, and pointed out.

Terrible sword qi, one life two, two begets four, four begets eight...

In the blink of an eye, countless sword lights pierced through the void.

When the sword light came, some of the powerhouses who were still sluggish showed panic and despair in their eyes. They were a little hesitant.

Someone was trying to transmit the sound to inform Qingyangzi and others about the situation here.

However, it has also become slower.

Originally, I didn't feel anything.

After all, there is still time for a stick of incense.

And they're also dragging their feet.

Try to earn some time.

However, no one would have imagined that Jian Wuchen, the son of Chaos Sword Pool, would be so domineering.

Seeing them procrastinating, kill the chickens to warn the monkeys.

In the face of a sword that transcends the strong, who can block its edge.

A strong man was instantly killed on the spot.

There were panic and despair in his eyes.

The vitality in the body quickly disappeared, and the body fell weakly from the void.

These people never thought that the self today had already gone to see them, and they had already compromised on the surface, but they were still going to die.

With one finger of Jian Wuchen, at least a dozen half-step transcendence levels were beheaded.

Many are still just waking up.

"what?"

Seeing the scene in the void, the people on the spirit boat couldn't help but riot.

A look of horror appeared in his eyes.

When he looked at Jian Wuchen who was standing there, his eyes were full of horror.

Those who have died, there are many overlords who have transcended the peak by half a step.

However, in the face of that sword glow, there was no power to resist.

There are really not many people who have reached the peak at the half-step detachment level.

this moment.

After a brief commotion, I felt the corner of Jian Wuchen's eyes on the spirit boat, and the audience instantly fell silent.

Some people even held their breath at the moment.

He was afraid that he would make a sound and make Jian Wuchen dissatisfied and be beheaded.

In the moment just now, they finally understood what life is like.

What is despair.

These existences of them are all people standing at the top.

I don't know how long I haven't felt such a death threat.

At this moment, they suddenly discovered that when they stood at the peak, they were like ants when facing the chaotic powerhouse.

The entire ninth heaven is now terribly quiet.

In the ninth day, the Chaos Powerhouse has come twice.

They know how ruthless these people are.

Everyone understood that Jian Wuchen was intentional.

It's a warning, it's a slap in the face.

Among them, a half-step detachment saw the silence of everyone, and his face was extremely ugly.

Jian Wuchen shot, killing not only those half-step detachments.

The last few people who arrived, the entire holy land established was also destroyed by a sword.

The dead, in the millions.

That's millions of lives.

Some demon cultivators were also silent at the moment, they felt that Jian Wuchen was the real demon.

"Aren't you afraid of heaven's backlash when you kill so recklessly?"

This man is really angry.

The power that is destroyed belongs to him.

His senior brother took a step slower, causing the entire Holy Land to be destroyed. There were his disciples and grandchildren there, and for a while, it was unacceptable.

"The way of heaven?"

"You have me to understand heaven."

"Who do you think you are!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jian Wuchen slowly turned around, and his extremely cold eyes fell on him.

Those eyes seemed to kill people.

The people on the spirit boat were instantly trembling with fear.

"What a terrible swordsmanship."

Tang Jingtian in the crowd was shocked when he saw this.

As a sword repairer, Tang Jingtian felt even more deeply.

"you······"

The man still wanted to speak, the next moment.

Jian Wuchen waved his sleeve, and a leaf beside him flew out.

Directly kill this half-step detachment.

Facing a fallen leaf, with no resistance, everyone was even more frightened.

Panic is the most frightening thing.

"This deity Jian Wuchen, the Holy Son of the Chaos Holy Land Jianchi."

Jian Wuchen stood there, expressionless.

An incomparably cold voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions flickered.

Jian Wuchen has no other words.

Looking at each other, everyone immediately spoke up.

"I am waiting to meet the Son of God."

"I don't know that the Son of God suddenly came and called us. What do you want to command?"

Someone spoke up.

The quiet before made them extremely panic.

Now, I just want to quickly figure out the purpose of Jian Wuchen.

Such existences treat human life like a mustard, and they will not play any tricks with them at all.

They are not eligible.

At this moment, everyone felt powerless.

"I came across this world today, came here, and called you here to announce something."

"From now on, I will rule this world."

"All forces must be surrendered."

"Above the ancestral gods, all have to sacrifice the blood of their souls and become my slaves."

"Fight for me."

Jian Wuchen raised his head and glanced at the audience with indifferent eyes.

Looking at these people is like looking at pigs and sheep.

It seems to be dead or alive, it all depends on his mood.

"what?"

Hearing this, the audience couldn't help but riot.

There was anger in each of his eyes.

Surrender was something they had already expected. After all, when Jian Wuchen killed chickens and set an example, they had some guesses.

However, no one would have thought that Jian Wuchen would bluntly tell them to be slaves and maids.

The people at the scene, who is not the overlord.

Although Jian Wuchen is extremely powerful.

Boundless mana.

They were powerless to resist.

But, that's them.

It does not mean that the ninth heaven, no one can fight Jian Wuchen.

Jian Zun and others have now stepped into detachment.

These people are not far from detachment.

In the Holy Land, they are high above.

However, the sudden arrival of Jian Wuchen, who directly asked them to sacrifice their soul blood and become slaves, was unacceptable.

This ninth layer of heaven has fallen beyond detachment.

"Feel sorry!"

"My sect is willing to surrender and obey you, but I can't give up my soul blood and become a slave."

"This world, it's not that Chaos and Transcendence have not come, and there are more than one person, but they are all dead."

"Who are you? Although you are powerful, you are not an invincible existence in this nine-fold world. Why do we become your slaves? Is it because you are a holy son?"

This man is really angry.

Although afraid of death.

But I feel like my spine can't be broken.

From Jianfeng.

His eyes looked straight at Jian Wuchen.

However, Jian Wuchen faced his questioning with a very calm expression, ignoring his words directly.

"You are a sword cultivator, and your talent is okay. This deity cultivates swords, so I can spare you this time, but you must be clear that this deity is not discussing with you now."

"This deity announces this!"

"There is only one result, and that is surrender."

"This is the deity's order."

Speaking of the back, Jian Wuchen's voice became extremely domineering.

That gaze was as sharp as a sword glow.

"you······"

Jian Wuchen's voice fell, and the man was furious.

The last time he faced chaos and detachment, Zongmen fought to the end, and he was proud and never disappeared.

Wanted to buy some time.

But at this moment, seeing Jian Wuchen being so domineering and not giving him a chance, his expression became extremely cold.

"It doesn't matter if I die, it's not like I haven't died."

"These days, it's all earned."

"I, Jianfeng, will never surrender, I would rather die than yield."

"If he comes back to life next time, holding a three-footed sword, he will destroy your bullshit sword pool."

The man looked extremely decisive.

If you can die standing up, you will never live on your knees.

"Okay, very good."

"It really surprised me, you still have this sword bone."

"But unfortunately, I am very dissatisfied with your words."

Jian Wuchen stood up.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Reach out and grab.

The terrifying and incomparable power erupted, and in the face of transcendence, a genius like Jian Wuchen was powerless to resist.

He was directly sucked by Jian Wuchen and grabbed it in his hand.

An incomparably terrifying aura erupted in an instant.

The man was suppressed on the spot.

Jian Wuchen carried one hand behind his back, and one finger of the other hand suddenly landed between his eyebrows.

At this moment, a drop of blood appeared between the eyebrows.

Contains extremely powerful bloodline power.

Jian Wuchen didn't know what to do, and in the dark, dotted lines appeared.

That is the power of blood.

The person who was suppressed by Jian Wuchen had difficulty breathing, but at this moment, he felt great terror.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Kill if you want."

At this moment, he was really scared.

Felt extremely uneasy.

But at the moment, wanting to commit suicide is impossible.

"The power of blood!"

"What does his arterial power do?"

Some people couldn't help but whisper at this moment.

puzzled.

"Kill to kill."

"Using the power of blood to lock all the blood of this person, this method is really vicious."

"This is a real annihilation."

Tang Jingtian watched this scene and instantly understood what Jian Wuchen was going to do.

It looked extremely ugly.

This is killing chickens to warn monkeys.

They are not afraid of death, but what about cutting off all your blood?

Are you afraid?

You can't bear it.

Do you live with grief, live for the bloodline, or die together with all the bloodline.

"Destroy!"

Jian Wuchen ignored it, and the next moment, an extremely cold voice sounded.

Jian Wuchen killed all of this person's blood without any fluctuation.

"If you can step into the transcendence level, your descendants will spread all over the world.

But at this moment, everyone with his bloodline died inexplicably.

And this method is extremely vicious, the soul is not scattered, and it cannot be reincarnated into reincarnation.

Since then, he has become a lonely ghost, and in the torment, the real soul is scattered.

There is no chance to even become a ghost.

This man is very strong.

this moment.

Naturally, he also sensed a lot, and blood flowed out of his eyes, the power of blood, killing all descendants, unable to escape, and the whole person went crazy.

This method is extremely vicious.

At this moment, it is really unlovable.

Under madness, burn everything.

Faintly one foot stepped into detachment.

To break free from the suppression of Jian Wuchen, using his finger as a sword, he wanted to kill Jian Wuchen.

"die!"

However, Jian Wuchen's expression was extremely calm.

No movement was seen.

I saw one foot stomped hard.

The terrifying sword qi spread out from under his feet.

A strong swordsman, without any resistance, directly turned into a blood fog.

Blood fog, diffused.

The smell of blood made everyone tremble.

this moment.

The whole place was silent.

Thick fear enveloped everyone's hearts.

Not being afraid of death does not mean that all inheritances are beheaded by others.

This method is too vicious.

too cruel.

Frightening.

"I am willing to donate my soul blood."

"Meet the master."

immediately.

One after another figure knelt down instantly, full of fear.

At this moment, they are surrounded by thick fear, how dare they disobey the slightest.

In the face of absolute strength and means, struggle brings only disaster.

Now, only surrender.

Hope in exchange for a chance.