“Huhhhh…”

A gust of cold wind blew over, the soil was flying, and the weeds and trees around them were swaying around, and countless bricks and tiles rolled down from the eaves.

Chen Changsheng and Turtle Soul stopped outside the Holy Fist Sect. The entire twenty-first heaven was filled with a strange atmosphere, and he did not dare to break in rashly.

"What a heavy resentment..." Chen Changsheng frowned and looked at the Holy Fist Sect in front of him. Even through the thirty or forty meters high walls, he could feel the overwhelming resentment and strong dead energy in the Holy Fist Sect.

It lasts for a long time.

The dead energy was too strong and had evolved into ghost fog, floating out from some corners and cracks. Obviously, the Holy Fist Sect had not been destroyed for a long time, and the dead energy and resentment had not dissipated.

"Yaaaa?"

The Turtle Soul suddenly straightened up and sniffed it hard with its nostril smaller than mung beans. The silly little face suddenly changed and he started to gesture at Chen Changsheng with his hands and feet.

He kept whining in his mouth.

Swish!

Seeing its gesture, the expression on Chen Changsheng's face froze suddenly, and he asked with some uncertainty, "Are you saying that all the sects in the entire twenty-first level heaven were slaughtered by others like this holy fist sect?"

"Yaa." Turtle Soul nodded vigorously, and an anxious look appeared on his little face.

"The entire sect of the twenty-first level heaven?"

"All of them were killed?"

Chen Changsheng was also stunned.

In his impression, there are at least two, three hundred fifth-grade and sixth-grade sects, millions and millions of convicted warriors in the world of these twenty-one levels of heaven. Who can slaughter all the people of hundreds of sects in such a short time with such a big deal?

Even if everyone who came to participate in the battle for destiny was added together, it would be difficult to achieve this.

"Nuwa Temple, the judgment?"

Swish!

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Changsheng's eyes stagnated and said in a voice: "Not good... it should be the one who judged the sect, who cleaned the entire twenty-first level."

Although he didn't know how many people there were in the Sect, he was very clear that he could destroy all the two, three hundred fifth and sixth grade sects in an extreme time, and the number of people in the Sect would definitely not be small.

Although he was not afraid of the ordinary holy body and the warrior of the Heavenly Destiny Realm, if he was dragged by them, the woman from the Nuwa tribe rushed over, even if he and Turtle Soul had three heads and six arms, they would probably be in danger.

"Let's go..." Chen Changsheng grabbed the turtle soul and was about to use Kunpeng's body technique to escape from here when he heard a crack, and the gate of the Holy Fist Sect opened.

A large group of people from the sect rushed out.

In an instant, he and the turtle soul were trapped in the middle. There were many powerful people from the Heavenly Destiny Realm, secretly sacrificing their natal magic weapons, with surprise eyes and scorching hot eyes.

"The person who is going to be arrested on the imperial edict is this kid?" An old man from the sect looked at Chen Changsheng and asked with a tsk.

"The Sect Master, it's this kid." The middle-aged man standing beside him deliberately showed the mirror light technique of the Nuwa girl. When he saw the figure inside, he was exactly the same as Chen Changsheng, he smiled and said, "It's certain that this kid is the one who is big Xiao     jiě, who wants to capture alive."

"Haha... OK, I really searched everywhere without any effort, tsk tsk! Unexpectedly, this kid actually escaped from the Saint Palace to the twenty-first heaven, and for no reason, he made this great advantage fall on our Ghost King Sect." The old man laughed out loud.

"Ghost King Sect?"

Chen Changsheng thought secretly. He heard Lei Xiaoniao say that the name of the Ghost King Sect is eighth-grade sect like the Ancient Lei Hall, and the two families are still adjacent. However, when the Ghost King Sect was suppressed, it suffered a lot of losses, so that among the five or six thousand disciples of the sect, only one or two hundred people had reached the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

"Take a move and catch this kid. The reward from big Xiao     jiě is from our Ghost King Sect." The old man looked at Chen Changsheng with a greedy face. A ray of light flashed in his muddy eyes, and a huge soul power swept out from it.

With a buzzing sound, I saw an ancient treasure that looked like an eagle pecked from its eyebrows. It was also the golden-footed toad beast soul with a cultivation level in the Heavenly Destiny Realm. With a croaking sound, my eyes showed my fierce light and spread over to the turtle soul opposite.

"Immortal weapon, and that's... the soul of the golden footed toad beast?" Chen Changsheng's eyes suddenly became cold. Seeing the old man of the Ghost King Sect, Su Xianhua and others were much worse than Xie Xin, he immediately sneered: "Hmph! With your ability, you also want to catch this young master and go to the witch to exchange for rewards?"

"The Emperor's God's Fist..."

"Bang!"

As soon as the old man's eagle pecked ancient treasure swept over, Chen Changsheng raised his hand and punched him. Hundreds of fist shadows gathered together and hit the eagle pecked. With a loud bang, he saw the ancient treasure that seemed to be made of Tianxing Steel.

He was actually punched into a discus and fell to the ground and smashed a big hole.

The turtle soul is even more direct.

As soon as the golden-footed toad beast soul pounced over, the turtle chain on its back sounded, and five or six chains swept out instantly, binding the golden-footed toad strongly.

The sharp teeth bit the head of the golden-footed toad and swallowed the soul flesh like a sniffle.

"I... my eagle pecking the mountain, golden footed toad." He was already full of confidence, and felt that with a slight move of his finger, he could take down the holy body kid in front of him. His body suddenly trembled. His beast soul and natal magic weapon were damaged, and his face turned pale.

A trace of pain flashed in my eyes.

"Strange...bastard, what are you still standing there?" The old man roared and said angrily, "Catch him for me."

"kill……"

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Although these disciples of the Ghost King Sect were also shocked by Chen Changsheng and Turtle Soul, they did not dare to disobey the old man's words. They sacrificed their magic weapons and rushed forward with the bullet...

"I overestimate myself. Since you like it, follow the witch to be accomplices for the tiger, then the debt she owes me will be collected from you?" Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed.

The fetus of ancient calligraphy emerged.

The colorful mysterious tree that devoured the Saint Palace, and its strength soared by a huge amount of dragon veins on the earth. When the Soji Cauldron condensed, the dragon roared and crawled out.

The dragon tail, which was more than ten meters thick, swept over to the disciples of the Ghost King Sect.

The Sheji Cauldron was not idle either. After a flash of light, the Sheji Cauldron, which was originally only one or two meters in size, soared by more than ten times in an instant, falling from the sky and falling down.
Chapter completed!