Chapter 98: Complete Withdrawal
"You?!!" Zhuo Chang angrily pointed at Long Jing Tian, hating that he couldn't swallow him whole in one gulp.
In his opinion, as a god-level strongman and the old ancestor of the Martial God Temple, he had already been very "polite" by personally setting conditions for a junior disciple. However, Long Jing Tian actually killed the Holy-level strongman of the Martial God Temple in front of the strongmen of various sects!
This was like slapping him hard in the face.
However, just as Zhuo Chang pointed at Long Jing Tian in anger, Long Jing Tian swung his hands and the Nan Li fire and Tai Ming cold air shot up into the sky. In the high altitude, several Saint-level experts from the six sects fell down again.
His eyes were about to spout fire.
His hands clenched into fists, and the terrifying killing intent caused ice and snow to condense around him.
Scorching sun, snowflakes fluttering.
Tongtian Sword Sect's Wang Feng and others looked even more gloomy than usual, where were they going?
As one after another of the holy-level powerhouses fell, in the high sky, the number of holy-level powerhouses from the six factions became fewer and fewer. In the end, Zhuo Chang, Wang Feng and others launched a frenzied attack while continuously letting out shrill angry roars.
However, it was all useless, and nothing could stop these saint-level powerhouses from taking their last steps.
"No, I don't want to die! After thousands of years of cultivation and finally breaking through to the Saint level, I don't want to die here!" The remaining six Saint-level experts from the various sects who were trapped in the grand formation finally couldn't bear the terror of death, and one of them, disregarding their dignity, opened their mouth and began wailing.
In the face of death, people are all fragile.
Whether it's Sacred, Divine, or Heavenly Immortal.
"Dragon Engine Heaven, please spare me, I am willing to acknowledge you as the master, just like the Dragon Clan!" Among the six factions, there was even a holy-level strongman who wanted to acknowledge Dragon Engine Heaven as his master.
Just for survival!
This Saint-level powerhouse is precisely from the Temple of Martial Gods.
Zhuo Chang heard this and exchanged a look with Jiang Bie and other powerful warriors of the Wu Shen Temple, their faces extremely unsightly.
"You traitor!" Jiang couldn't help but point angrily and shout: "Wait till you come out, I'll skin you alive!"
That Saint-level powerhouse of the Martial God Temple sneered coldly: "Actually, I've long been fed up with the Martial God Temple. The entire Martial God Temple is full of hypocritical faces, yet they're all sinister and treacherous people. For a thousand years, I've made countless contributions to the Martial God Temple, but how have you treated me?!"
Jiang didn't expect this traitor to dare refute him in front of everyone, his face turned green with rage, his chest heaving.
That Martial God Temple Saint-level expert finished speaking, then turned his head to smile at Long Jing Tian: "The master is the reincarnation of a distant ancient divine king, and serving under the master's command is my honor!"
Before Long Jing Tian could respond, he had already addressed him as Master.
Long Jing Tian gazed at his opponent with a cold smile, his hands waved and countless Ta Ming Han swords pierced through the other's body.
That Saint-level powerhouse of the Martial God Temple looked down at the countless holes in his chest and couldn't believe it.
He doesn't seem to understand that as a saint-level powerhouse, he surrendered to Long Tian, yet Long Tian still killed him!
He fell down with his eyes wide open.
Long Jing Tian waved his hands and put its corpse into the Zhentian Tower.
Among the six factions, other holy-level powerhouses had also moved with a desire to beg for mercy, just about to open their mouths, but saw Long Jingtian wave his hand and kill the holy-level powerhouse in the Wushen Temple, shocking them and completely cooling down.
In fact, with Long Tian's current strength, even if he had the Ice Soul South Departed Array of Tai Ming, it would be impossible to kill a Sixth-Order Saint-level expert. However, now that he has the assistance of Zi Tian Dragon Emperor, combining forces with the Ice Soul South Departed Array to kill these Sixth-Order Saint-level experts is an easy task.
In the midst of the shock and awe of the various powerful factions, Zhuo Chang and others were enraged, under their furious gaze, as expected, all ninety Saint-level powerhouses from the six factions who had been trapped fell!
Not one less!
Watching the six factions' Saint-level powerhouses being harvested by Long Tian, the many strong practitioners who followed the six factions to watch the battle went from shock, terror, to astonishment, and finally, even numbness!
Jiǔ Wěi Tiān Māo stood outside the Ice Abyss Southern Li's Taoming Array, watching as the corpses of the six factions' Saint-level powerhouses were absorbed into the Zhēn Tiān Tower by Lóng Qīng Tiān. His throat rolled and his mouth watered with a gurgling sound that wouldn't stop.
At the same time, its two cat eyes continuously emitted a fierce glow.
"This is a Saint-level expert! The blood of a Saint-level expert used for alchemy is many times better than the Nine Yang Dan!"
Long Jing Tian settled the six Saint-level experts and turned his head to look at Zhuo Chang and the others.
Zhuo Chang's thirteen divine-level gods were like a wounded peerless ferocious beast, crazily attacking Bing Bo Nan Li's Tai Ming Array wave after wave.
Long Jing Tian saw this and coldly laughed. He said to the Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor, Long Huang Ao Zhi, and the Supreme Elder Ao Wu Ji: "Jian Shan, Huo Hai!"
The three nodded in agreement.
At this time, Long Jing Tian's body flashed and he arrived at the center of Bing Bo Nan Li's Tai Ming Array. He stretched out his hands and sucked in one breath. Suddenly, pieces of spiritual stones flew out from underground.
These spirit stones shine with a dazzling light.
It was those 730 pieces of Qing Yan Bing Po Shi and Blue Ice Huo Xing Shi from the Brocade Array.
When these seven hundred and thirty green flame ice jade stones and blue ice fire star stones flew out from the ground, they continuously rotated, with waves of flames sweeping in all directions, and the icy cold air was even more astonishing.
Even the strong onlookers from various factions in the distance seemed as if they were at the bottom of a boiling lava pit and an icy abyss.
One moment it's a scorching heat that seems to burn the heart, and the next it's a chill that freezes the blood.
Under everyone's astonishment, Zitian Long Huang and his two companions also transformed their bodies, constantly urging the great formation.
In an instant, the Southern Departure Fire and the Tai Ming Cold Qi suddenly burst out from the Qing Yan Bing Po Stone and the Blue Ice Huo Xing Stone, rapidly spreading and engulfing Zhuo Chang and the others.
Like a flood, it will engulf everything.
Zhuo Chang and others who were attacking Bing Jue's Nan Li Taoming array were shocked, and they all took action. Under the attack of the 13 gods, the powerful force barely blocked the Nan Li fire and Tai Ming cold air.
Zhuo Chang and others saw this and let out a sigh of relief.
However, at this time, the Nan Li Huo and Tai Ming cold air that they had blocked were once again sweeping in.
Zhuo Chang's face changed, and he launched his Divine Domain Space.
His divine domain space, one after another of astonishing sword auras emerged.
These sword auras formed a massive sword wall that would block the Nan Li Huo and Tai Ming's cold air.
However, after a brief pause, the flames of Nan Li and the icy aura of Tai Ming suddenly seeped through.
Tongtian Sword Sect's Wang Feng and others were also like this, no matter how they attacked, they couldn't stop the Nanli Fire and Tai Ming Cold Qi.
"Retreat! All disciples of Wu Shen Temple, listen and retreat!" Zhuo Chang finally shouted in shock.
Tongtian Sword Sect's Wang Feng and others successively ordered the disciples of the five sects to retreat.
The six powerful men retreated in a flurry of panic and terror, along with the various family strongmen who had come to watch the battle.
When the six powerful beings retreated, Zhuo Chang and the other thirteen divine-level cultivators also continuously retreated.
Until all people retreated more than a thousand miles away, the fire of Nan Li and the cold air of Tai Ming finally stopped.
The strong men of various factions let out a sigh of relief in their hearts at this sight.
But just as they were catching their breath, suddenly the dense forest behind them was windless and automatic, and the giant trees turned into giant pillars, covering the sky and earth, attacking the crowd like a storm.
