Heaven Devouring Sword Lord

Swish!

A ray of white light flashed and directly pierced through Ye Tian's head.

Ye Tian was extremely afraid, but it was already too late, the white light suddenly erupted with a terrifying light that seemed to be able to destroy everything, in an instant, making Ye Tian unable to dodge.

Pfft!

Ye Tian simply had no time to dodge. The difference between his strength and that light was simply too great, and simply wasn't power of the same level. In the midst of his panic, he was swept by that white light, and his entire body melted like snow.

"Demonic Cultivator... She had to die! "You deserve to die even if you are trying to swallow the beast race!"

Ye Tian's body was erased from the world, and at the same time, an extremely ice-cold voice came from the void. It was an old man with white hair, whose eyes shone with a profound light;

This person looked very much like an old deity from the folklore, who could behead demons and exterminate demons. If an ordinary person were to see him floating in the sky and being enveloped in white light, giving off a sun-like glow, they would probably think that he was a living immortal.

Perhaps there might even be people who would worship him as if he were a god.

He had acted just now. He was ruthless and merciless, as if he was a righteous immortal that was exterminating demons and defending the dao, saving the lives of all.

"I never thought that I would encounter a devil when I pass by this place. Luckily, his cultivation is still shallow. Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine just how terrifying of a massacre he would cause." The white-haired old man stroked his long beard. His pure-white robe fluttered with the wind, causing him to look very much like one of the legendary immortals.

However, the appearance of the white-haired old man caused the entire Giant Spirit Sect to be in a state of turmoil.

Earlier, the one that the white-haired old man killed was none other than their Sect Leader. It was their spiritual support.

"The Sect Master is dead … "He was killed by that white-haired old man!" Not only was there someone who cried out in fear, the entire Giant Spirit Sect began to erupt with extremely terrified voices.

"No …" Sect Master cannot die, if he dies, what should we do? "

"It won't happen, Sovereign will not die!"

"The sect master said that he would protect our Giant Spirit Sect, how can he die just like that, that's impossible …"

"..."

The entire Giant Spirit Sect was in a mess, all of their hopes turned into ashes. Their hatred for the white haired old man floating in the sky was so strong that it shocked everyone.

When the two Human Kings who were persuaded by Ye Tian looked at the white-haired old man, they felt an inexplicable urge to bow and worship him. They could not see through the white-haired old man's cultivation, but they knew that the power of his cultivation was unimaginably strong, perhaps with just a glance, he could kill them all.

Huo Wu and Huang Yan were both Mortal King Stage experts. Even they were unable to see the depths of this white-haired old man's strength, moreover, they couldn't help but feel fear and awe towards him. One could only imagine the terrifying level of his cultivation.

Where do you get your wet shoes when you walk by the river?

Ye Tian had always been hunting mutant life form outside of the sect protection battle and the Big Dipper Array, and now he was finally killed by someone.

Furthermore, not only was the person who killed him powerless to retaliate, he was also killed without even being able to see the other party's appearance. It was as easy as killing a mutant life form.

There were more than a hundred thousand cultivators inside the great protective formation of the Giant Spirit Sect. The mournful wails were spread all over the place and it was naturally heard by the white-haired old man. His expression immediately changed.

"So this is actually the sect master of this small sect?" Even he is acting in such a way, could it be that their entire sect is a Demonic Cultivator? " Thinking of this, the white-haired old man decided to detain a few cultivators to have a look.

"Hua!"

The white-haired old man extended his earthen yellow hand. With a bang, the great protective formation and Big Dipper Array of the Giant Spirit Sect were unable to resist, and were instantly broken apart. The white-haired old man's large khaki hand, on the other hand, used a force that seemed to cover the entire sky, and brought away the hundreds of people from the Giant Spirit Sect.

His cultivation level was too powerful. Even if there were people in the Giant Spirit Sect who resisted, their attacks were too weak compared to the white-haired old man, so much so that they did not even qualify to shake him. The difference between their and the white-haired old man's cultivation levels was too great, it was simply unimaginable.

"As expected, this sect has his aura. So that means, they are all Demonic Cultivator s? I shall see if the rest of the people are like this. If they are, then this old man can only enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and destroy this evil sect that has wreaked havoc in the entire world! "

The white-haired old man muttered to himself. Just now, when he extended out his spiritual sense, he noticed that among the cultivators that he had detained, there was a trace of the blood demon's aura on Ye Tian's body, but the white-haired old man mistaken them to be the Demonic Cultivator as well.

The white-haired old man did not pay attention to the sound of fear coming from the Giant Spirit Sect at all. The terrifying power of his spiritual sense immediately enveloped the several hundred thousand cultivators in the entire Giant Spirit Sect.

Finally, the white-haired old man shook his head. He was certain of a very helpless ending.

"This sect is actually filled with Demonic Cultivator s! In that case, this old man will have no choice but to take action! " The white haired old man's face suddenly twitched, she did not speak immediately and locked her gaze onto the three hundred foot long stone statue of the trolls in the Giant Spirit Sect, sensing a Qi that was not weak.

He immediately let out a light 'huh' and waved his hand to send the hundred zhang stone statue of the trolls over.

"Is this … a sealed fellow Daoist?"

Sssii! *

Without a word, the white-haired old man took out his Battle Weapon. It was a silver mirror, and when it was pulled out, a silver beam of light shot out, as if it could cut through anything.

"Chi!" When the silver light from the mirror shone on the stone statue, it immediately began to crack and emit crackling sounds.

When the statue was completely chapped, a weak primordial spirit flew out from within, taking the appearance of a dignified middle-aged man.

"Ancestor, I've finally come out! A thousand years! A thousand years!" I'm finally free! " This man was Giant Spirit Grandmaster who had been sealed by the trolls for a thousand years, and was released now.

Giant Spirit Grandmaster was ecstatic and elated as he roared out towards the sky. He had even forgotten that the white-haired old man was right in front of him.

"Thank you fellow daoist for saving my life. I am the founder of Giant Spirit Sect and have been sealed inside this damned statue for a thousand years. I am very excited, I hope fellow daoist can forgive me." Fellow Daoist, I will never forget your kindness in saving my life! " Giant Spirit Grandmaster came back to his senses after being excited, his eyes were filled with emotions for the white haired old man.

"There's no need to be courteous. I just happened to pass by them casually. Fellow Daoist, why are you saying that your Daos belong to a group of Demonic Cultivator? Could it be that Fellow Daoist …" The white-haired old man wanted to say something, but he stopped in his tracks. He could feel the weakness of the Giant Spirit Grandmaster and he did not place that tiny bit of Primordial Spirit Power in his eyes.

At this moment, the white-haired old man only wanted to make sure that the Giant Spirit Grandmaster and Giant Spirit Sect were not Demonic Cultivator. If they were, then he would attack without mercy.