Saint! You don't want to see the fall of the Heavenly Demon Sect, do you?

The more you fight, the more you will lose.

Qin Tian smiled slightly. He is now at the eighth level of Return to Void. With his physique and skills, he will have no problem even if he faces the early stage of the Combination Realm.

With the addition of Gray Wuchang and the artifact Fire Scale Sword, it is a piece of cake to face the five of them. A few of these little cats are not worth his use of the Mountain and River State Map.

"Haha, dear son, do you really think you can beat me?" Qin Tian smiled evilly.

"Hahaha, little beast, there is only one Return to Void Peak by your side, and I have four Return to Void Peak here. Can you still turn the world upside down? If you run away like this, I will just go back and buy a piece of tofu and kill myself!" Luo Wudao laughed.

"Haha, you want to die so easily, but it's not that simple! Lao Hui, do it!" Qin Tian shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the Huolin Sword and activated the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon at the same time, and the physique of the Heavenly Tyrant Body was activated at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the muscles all over his body bulged high, and his hair turned fiery red in an instant, which was very similar to the transformation of the Super Saiyan.

"Young Master, he is at the eighth level of Return to Void, and he can also transform, hurry up!" An elder of the Luoheng Sword Sect shouted.

"Take my sword first!"

"One sword opens the sky."

The terrifying sword light burst out from the Huolin Sword, tearing the sky, and like a raging wave, it swept towards several elders.

"Puff puff puff!"

The four elders were killed by the sword light before they could react, and their souls were instantly annihilated.

An elder covered his dantian and pointed at Qin Tian tremblingly, "Can...can transform, so...so powerful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell straight down.

Just as Luo Wudao was about to make a move, the four elders were killed, and he was immediately scared to death.

"This is definitely a powerful person in the fusion realm, you little beast pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, run away!" Luo Wudao roared in his heart.

He quickly opened the trap, took out a escape talisman, and crushed it directly.

"Well! Want to run?"

"How can it be so easy."

Qin Tian's spiritual power was running, and he hurriedly blasted towards Luo Wudao with a palm in the air.

"Puff!"

Luo Wudao vomited blood, and then a white light flashed, and then disappeared.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for severely injuring the son of luck. The son of luck's luck value is reduced by 5,000, and the host is rewarded with a villain value of 50,000."

"Haha, you ran fast, otherwise at least your third leg would be cut off!" Qin Tian laughed.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the storage rings of several elders. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he put the corpses into the small world and let the puppet absorb them.

Four corpses at the peak of the Return to Void Realm will be of great benefit to the puppet, and maybe they can even break through a small realm.

Hui Wuchang stared at Qin Tian blankly. He never thought that his master would become so powerful? He killed four peak Return to Void Realm with one sword.

"Not bad! Not bad! I am still useful to the master. Even if my strength is not good, I can still find all kinds of beauties for the master!" Hui Wuchang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought secretly in his heart.

Qin Tian took out a few sixth-grade soul-replenishing pills and swallowed them directly like eating candy beans, biting them crisply.

Although the attack just now was powerful, it also consumed a lot of his spiritual power. There might be more powerful warriors later. He must be in peak condition, otherwise he might capsize in the ditch.

"Old Hui, let's go."

After the voice fell, he grabbed Hui Wuchang's neck, like twisting a chicken, crushed a sixth-level teleportation talisman, and disappeared on the spot.

Soon, he landed in a valley.

"Old Hui, help me protect the law, I want to recover my spiritual power."

"Yes, young master."

Qin Tian hurriedly sat cross-legged, practiced the skills, and slowly refined the spiritual power in the elixir.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Qin Tian opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from his eyes. At this moment, he had recovered to his peak state. With a thought, he summoned the bloodthirsty puppet and sent Hui Wuchang to the small black room.

At this moment, the puppet absorbed four corpses at the peak of the Return to Void Realm and broke through to the third level of Return to Void.

"It seems that I need to kill more powerful people at the peak of the Return to Void stage, so that the puppet can break through quickly!" Qin Tian said to himself.

Under the control of his mind, the puppet quickly became invisible and moved far away. He took out ten kilograms of immortals and attached them to the map of mountains, rivers, and states.

After arranging everything, now we just have to wait for the fisherman.

…….

An hour later, an overwhelming pressure came from a distance.

Qin Tian quickly got up and looked at

Looking far away, he saw a gray-haired old man galloping from a distance, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of him.

"Fuck! This is at least the peak of the fusion!" Qin Tian was shocked.

This pressure was the strongest he had ever seen, and it was countless times stronger than Lin Ruohan's second level of fusion.

If it weren't for his foundation, and he was now running the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Demon, and opening the Heavenly Tyrant Body, he might not be able to move.

"Ha ha! Little kid, tell me, do you still have a landscape painting in your hand? Do you know the secret of landscape painting?" The gray-haired old man laughed evilly.

"Hey! Little kid, why are you different from before?"

"Ha ha, old immortal, you should want to go fishing, right? Do you still have a landscape painting in your hand?" Qin Tian asked with a smile.

"Ha ha! Little kid, aren't you afraid of me?" The gray-haired old man asked doubtfully.

"Why should I be afraid of you? Old immortal, let me ask you, do you have a wife and daughter at home?" Qin Tian said with a smile.

"Little kid, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to use your secret to propose marriage to me?"

"Haha, it's nothing. I'm afraid that after you die, there will be no one to take care of your wife and daughter. I can do it for you. After you die, I will raise your wife and daughter myself. Don't worry about it."

"Ha ha ha, good, good, I finally saw what arrogance is today. I miss the landscape painting on your body, and you not only miss the landscape painting on my body, but also miss my wife and daughter!"

"I haven't extracted souls and refined spirits for a long time. Today I will treat you well!"

As soon as the voice fell, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Qin Tian like a chicken.

"Old immortal, do you think I am made of mud?"

A picture of mountains and rivers and the state was sacrificed from the sea of ​​consciousness. He mobilized all his spiritual power, and the picture of mountains and rivers and the state instantly became thousands of times larger, instantly covering the gray-haired old man.

"Crush me!"

"Ah! Is this a landscape painting? Little kid, you actually know the secret of landscape painting!" The gray-haired old man said in shock.

Then he showed a look of ecstasy. He had searched the soul of the leader of the Tiandao Sect before, but he didn't find any secrets. He didn't expect that such a surprise would appear on this little kid.

"Hahaha! Little kid, hurry up... Tell me the secret, and I will search your soul later. It will be lighter and you will suffer less."

"Haha, you old man, you better look at your head!" Qin Tian laughed.

"What? Do you dare to resist?"

Endless mountains, accompanied by the devastating gale, and the roaring river, like a huge wave, suppressed the gray-haired old man.

"Haha, little kid, you thought you could challenge me just because you found the secret of landscape painting!"

He casually blasted out a palm towards the continuous mountains, but before the palm wind got close, it was blown away by the devastating gale.

"Ah! What's going on?"

"Boom boom boom!"

The gray-haired old man kept attacking, but he couldn't shake the mountain and river map at all. The continuous mountains and the roaring river continued to suppress him.

He quickly took out a mountain and river map and wrapped himself up.

A towering mountain suppressed the gray-haired old man's head, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah!"

"Puff!

Looking at the continuous mountains and the rolling river, he was immediately frightened and his scalp went numb.

"Young master, spare my life, young master, spare my life! I'll give you the landscape painting on my body! "The gray-haired old man begged for mercy loudly.

Seeing the mountain peaks pressing down on him, he hurriedly shouted again, "Ah! Young master, spare my life. I have several concubines at home, and my daughter is still a virgin!"