Immortal Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 822 Abolish him!
This white-robed cultivator is really rude, and he made a domineering sword as soon as he came up.

The aura of the half-step Immortal Origin Realm, rumbling and rolling, fully bloomed at this moment.

Such a sword, not to mention Chen Ji's true self, but with his current aura fluctuations, can be ignored at all.At this time, there was still no hesitation, and the figure did not retreat or evade, and directly met him, and the terrifying aura fluctuated all over his body, rushing up along his spine.

The monk in white robe looked at the scene in front of him, and the ferocious smile on his face became more invisible.

In his opinion, Chen Ji is courting death.

The fierceness in the eyes burst out all at once.He was very dissatisfied with Chen Ji, after all, this person has been in seclusion for a hundred years.All kinds of emotions bloomed in one brain, turning into extremely ferocious resentment.

For a while, he had the thought of abolishing Chen Ji.

Chen Ji's eyes were so fierce that he could see through the thoughts of the white-robed monk at a glance.

Although Wuming begged him to show mercy, Chen Ji would not kill this person, but there are still necessary lessons to be learned.At this moment, the physical body vibrated violently, and the sword light rolled down by the white-robed monk ruthlessly collided.The other nine monks who took a step back also had cold smiles on their faces: "This Ling Yun really doesn't know how to live or die!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Bai's swordsmanship is known as the number one in Lingbo Palace! This guy actually used his own body to directly collide with him, and he doesn't know how to write the word dead at all!"

"Hey, this guy wants to take pride in his body, and I'm afraid he will suffer a loss this time!"

Looking forward one by one, Chen Ji was ruined by the sword of the white-robed monk, and he was quite gloating in it.

But soon.

Their eyeballs all stared up.But seeing the white-robed monk's sword light fall on Chen Ji's chest, as if hitting an extremely solid mountain peak, Rao's sword light was extremely sharp and could not be shattered, Chen Ji's heart, even a piece of clothes !It is even more ferocious physical strength, rumbling vibrations.

The violent force pushed out.

The white-robed monk seemed to be kicked in the face, and his huge body flew backwards with a whoosh.

Rumble!
With heavy force, it hit the ground fiercely.

The ferocious impact spread out, puff puff puff, the huge ground suddenly burst out with lines like spider webs.

A grain of dust jumped up uncontrollably.

puff!
The white-robed monk spat out a mouthful of blood.

The whole face is scarlet!
It was at this time that streaks of blood rushed up from the body of the white-robed monk, and the dull crash sounded like drums, exploding from his body.

Thousands of streams of blood burst out in one go.

At this moment, Chen Ji's force pushed him horizontally, shattering the waves of energy around him.

This guy raised his head and screamed, looking at Chen Ji with unspeakable fear.

Not with him.

It's just because of Chen Ji's blow, the power that erupted was too terrifying, it was no longer a method of Tongxuan Realm, but—Xianyuan!
The white-robed cultivator had already been reduced to a cripple, but his gaze was still unmistakable, and he roared loudly: "Xianyuan! Ling Yun, you, you actually broke through Xianyuan."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the remaining nine monks suddenly changed.

If Chen Ji's cultivation fluctuates like them, they still have a little chance.

But now the method Chen Ji showed was too terrifying!The strength of the white-robed monks may not be their strongest, but they are definitely not the weakest, and their swordsmanship surpasses many monks in Limbo Palace. How can ordinary people be able to hurt him and destroy him.

For a moment, the pupils of these monks vibrated, and they spurted out uncontrollably in deep panic.

Each body retreated uncontrollably towards the back.

Cultivators in the realm of Xianyuan, killing them is just like fun.

Chen Ji didn't answer the white-robed monk's question, and said calmly: "Now, the decree of the gods belongs to me, does anyone have any objections?"

How dare they have the slightest opinion?

One by one shook their heads in a panic.

Chen Ji nodded, his body vibrated, and with a whoosh, it turned into an aurora and flew towards the sky!
Knowing that Chen Jiyuan is leaving.

The group of monks started to discuss: "It's really unexpected that after a hundred years of retreat, he actually broke through the fairyland!"

"Gathering the origin and fighting strength, it is far above us!"

"Ling Yun is really lucky."

Not to mention the gloomy look of these people.

It is said that Chen Ji's figure is like lightning, and he runs towards Tianshen Palace.Lingbo Palace is far away from Tianshen Palace, and it is not a short time to reach it.And Chen Ji has now broken through to the supreme, and has no interest in general cultivation resources, so at this moment, he blooms the limit of the power that his physical body can release, and runs towards the Tianshen Palace at an extremely fast speed.

Rumbling light waves shook the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he has gone so far!

Time flies and flies like the wind.

It's time to reopen the gate of Tianshen Palace!
this day.

Under the Tianshen Palace, there is a huge arena in the center of the huge Tianshen City.

Billowing blue-gray light waves burst forth, and a middle-aged man in green robes, whose cultivation had reached half a step to the top, landed heavily on the ring.

His soaring gaze swept over the dense crowd of monks surrounding the ring.

These monks are all monks who came from the Heavenly God Realm and possessed the Order of the Heavenly God.

When they came here, they naturally wanted to win a place to enter the Tianshen Palace, so as to ascend to the sky in one step, and become monks above ordinary monks in the Tianshen Domain.In the Tianshen Domain, monks from the Tianshen Palace have absolute privileges!Even if the opponent is just a monk in the physical realm, other people should respect him when they meet him.

Chen Ji was mixed in the crowd.

Beside him, sitting cross-legged, was a tall and thin young scribe who was shaking a folding fan in his hand.

The young scholar squinted his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man in the green robe who fell on the ring, and said, "I really didn't expect it to be him."

Chen Ji saw the look of fear in the eyes of the young scholar, and couldn't help asking: "Who is he?"

The young scholar said: "This person has hundreds of years. With the cultivation base of the third realm of Xianyuan, with the strength of a single person, he slaughtered a blood-handed butcher of the upper sect, Situ Heng!"

"He hasn't been seen for hundreds of years, but he doesn't want to appear here today, and his cultivation level has improved. It can be seen that he has already been ranked under the Tianshen Palace!" The young scribe said.

The Heavenly God Domain, divided by strength, is divided into several levels.The first class is Tianshen Palace!The second class is to have a sect with aspiring monks and become a holy sect!The third class, that is, the Shang Zong in the mouth of the young scribes, is sitting on the existence of half-step aspirations!For others, and so on.It can be seen from this that the guy with the title of "Blood Hand Rentu" is really not simple.

(End of this chapter)