Tianlong: Immortal Cultivator in the World of Martial Arts

Chapter 395

Under the order of Emperor Jun, the entire prehistoric world was facing a catastrophe of death. In a short while, nearly half of the entire human race disappeared, and most of them were gathered in one place.

Di Jun didn't simply kill them, there were at least a million people gathered together, and they were all driven out to a certain place.

Here, no matter if it's old people, children, men or women, everyone is crowded in a narrow mountain depression. The expression on almost everyone's face is full of fear. They don't understand why they are brought to the heaven of the monster race. This place, but the fear in everyone's heart is reflected.

Di Jun looked at the gathered humans, his eyes were full of anger, without any sympathy, and all the demon saints followed behind him, watching the scene in front of him, no one opened their mouths to say anything.

There is a large formation within a thousand kilometers around these humans, which has been specially arranged in advance, and the reason why living people are brought here is for the operation of this large formation.

Just when everything was ready, Di Jun took out a long sword from the servant behind him. He was very familiar with this sword, and it had been placed in the Heavenly Court for a long time. This was when the Heavenly Court was first established. , the demon-slaying sword given to him by Emperor Jiang of the Witch Clan.

It's just that it's being used by him in the big formation now, but the name should be changed in the future.

Staring at the long sword in front of him, Dijun smiled, and said to himself, "You were not called Demon Slaying Sword before! Then let me give you the power to kill witches. From now on, you will be called Slaying Witch Sword." , let me see what your performance will be like in the future."

As Di Jun said, he threw the long sword in his hand to the center of the formation.

After the long sword flew over, the entire formation covering thousands of kilometers was also activated in an instant.

Those human races staying in the formation seemed to be completely out of control at this moment. Whether they were old people or children, blood-red phantoms began to appear in their bodies and rushed into the long sword in the center of the formation.

In a short while, many human races fell to the ground dry, but no one came to rescue those who were still alive.

For these people, what they are facing now can only be despair, but if there is a glimmer of hope, this group of people will not be like this.

The demon-slaying sword, which was originally mediocre, after experiencing so many people's sacrifices, his sword body has been filled with blood-red color, and the overall aura makes people feel very strange, as if he is in the hell of the undead.

Feeling the change at this moment, the whole world was full of wailing, but Di Jun laughed loudly when he saw this scene.

Kunpeng stood behind Dijun, he didn't say anything, but the anger in his eyes was already evident.

The other demon saints also glanced at Kunpeng, and after looking at each other for a while, Bi Fang, who was the fastest, left quietly at this moment.

He needs to do what he should do, and Kunpeng has already arranged it before.

But Di Jun, who was completely immersed in the successful refining of the Wu Tu Sword, didn't have the heart to pay attention to other people at all.

This time when he came here, Fuxi, who was a demon saint, did not participate. He chose to stay in the heaven at last. Although he was very dissatisfied with Di Jun's behavior, there was nothing he could do by himself.

"Where are the captured witches now? Bring them here. I'm going to try the power of this sword?" Di Jun said to the people next to him with a sneer.

Millions of people have all dissipated now, and what remains on the ground are piles of corpses piled up all over the mountains and plains. Just seeing this scene is enough to make people shudder, let alone this person who is in charge of this matter with his own hands. Emperor.

The big formation started and ended very quickly, almost half a month or so, but the overall effect seemed to be very good.

As soon as Di Jun finished speaking, the members of the Monster Clan behind him had overwhelmed almost a dozen members of the Witch Clan.

Even in the current situation, the people of the Wu clan did not have any fear. They stared at Di Jun without any panic, and their expressions were still firm.

Regarding the few existences that are already dying, no one will care what kind of mentality they hold.

Di Jun grabbed the void with his right hand, and the Wu Tu Sword flew into his hand in an instant.

This blood-red sword was covered with human blood and soul. After Di Jun got it, his whole body was full of evil power.

"Brother, this sword is too evil now, should we..."

"To shut up……"

Donghuang Taiyi was just about to suggest something to Di Jun, but before he finished speaking, Di Jun scolded him coldly, instantly interrupting what Donghuang Taiyi wanted to say.

He held a sword in his hand, and his expression was already extremely sinister.

But Di Jun didn't care about these details at all. What he cared more about was whether the sword could achieve the effect he said according to the way the sword was made for himself.

Along with more than a dozen Wu Clan members kneeling in front of him, Di Jun just put the sword on the shoulder of that Wu Clan member, but then a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

The sword didn't stop for a moment, and instantly pierced through the body of this Wu clan. For Di Jun, he didn't use any strength at all, but the result was already so obvious.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, and then Di Jun began to laugh out loud, at least proving the authenticity of this witch-slaying sword.

For a long time, what made everyone more melancholy was the body structure of the Wu Clan. Their defense was abnormal. A guy who only practiced the body was much stronger than those with strong defenses like the Monster Clan. .

This is also a place where the Yaozu is more afraid of the Wuzu. At present, the overall strength of the Wuzu is comparable to that of the Yaozu. If they can't come up with some solutions in other aspects, the Yaozu Heavenly Court will not be able to fight against the Wuzu.

But with the refining of the Witch-Slaying Sword, the last problem that plagued them has been solved.

Di Jun held the sword in his hand, his confidence soared, and he wished he could rush over to fight Di Jiang and the others right now.

There was a perverted smile on his face, and even Donghuang Taiyi who was standing beside him couldn't help shaking his head.

Regarding the massacre of the clan, Donghuang Taiyi also has different opinions, but now that the matter is at this point, it is useless to say anything.

(End of this chapter)