If Li Tian encounters such a thing before entering Lingshan, the first thing he can think of is to apply oil to the soles of his feet and run away. (The fastest and most stable update)

But now Li Tian has the peak cultivation level of a cultivator at level 9. In terms of strength, he is no weaker than an ordinary Venerable Level 1 strongman. In addition, Li Tian has not encountered any dangers or challenges along the way, and he is already feeling pain. Now that Li Tian feels the battle at level of Venerable Level, this guy's face is actually full of excitement.

"Little Dragon Ningbing, you two teleport forward first. What happened? If there are not many venerables who are fighting, you two must entangle the venerable who are fighting. Never let them escape. I will arrive immediately with the evil dog! Hehe, I want you to know how I, the peak of the ninth level of cultivator, instantly kill the first-level powerhouse of the Venerable." Li Tian said in difficulty in hiding the excitement in his heart.

It's like playing online games. When the player's game character reaches the level of strength that he has been looking forward to for a long time, many players will think of going to the PK platform immediately or competing with those strong people in the wild. Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong are the same.

It has been a while since Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong reached the Venerable Realm, but they have not fought with powerful people at the Venerable level. Li Tian had already killed the Dragon Clan Venerable when he was at the eighth level of the disciple. Therefore, deep in Situ Ningbing and Tang Xiaolong's heart, they hope to fight with the strong people now.

Now, with such an opportunity, how could they miss it?

Tang Xiaolong smiled and said, "Boss, then you should be faster, otherwise, when you come over, the battle might be over!"

After saying that, Tang Xiaolong teleported and disappeared without waiting for Li Tian to speak.

"Li, there are not many powerful venerables in this battlefield of death. Let Xiaolong experience this battlefield of death a few more times. Only in this way can our combat power be strong enough when we arrive at the underworld!" Situ Ningbing said.

"But……"

Li Tianhua hadn't finished speaking yet, soooooooo! Situ Ningbing also disappeared.

"Damn it! Now that you have hard wings, you can't take me Li Tian's words seriously! Damn it, evil dog, you guys, run wildly at the fastest speed. I also want to fight with a strong man of the Venerable level, otherwise I will treat you as an opponent at that time!" Li Tian teleported to appear on the head of the evil dog and said to the evil dog.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The evil dog was very fast, and the scenery beside Li Tian was flying backwards quickly, and the sound of whizzing wind kept coming from his ears. The speed of the evil dog was a few points faster than the speed of the high-speed rail.

By rushing through a canyon, entering a mudflat, and passing through this endless mudflat, you can reach the refugee city.

At this time, there were figures everywhere on the mudflat, and these figures were as numerous as ants. The figures were ragged, their faces were panicked, and they ran quickly towards the direction where Li Tian was in panic.

Behind these figures, these figures surged forward like a tide.

Looking towards the direction of the refugee city, Li Tian could feel some energy fluctuations coming from the crowd. It can be guessed that there must be battles going on where Li Tian’s eyes are out of reach now.

"Disin, why are there so many refugees here?"

"What happened? I don't know if Liu Jimeng and Ye Meijing are safe now? The refugee Supreme and the others are now, and I don't know what Tang Xiaolong and Situ Ningbing are now. They have started fighting." Li Tian thought in his heart.

Li Tian put the evil dog into the space of Tianzhi Qiong Spear, and summoned the mutant crow from the space of the void Yasha, jumped on the mutant crow's wings, allowing the mutant crow to head towards the crowd.

The mutant crow is flying at an ultra-low altitude high speed.

Li Tian thought of catching a low-level disciple among the refugees at will, and then asked what was going on in the refugees' city.

But just as Li Tian was only a hundred meters away from the refugee crowd, a black shadow passed by Li Tian’s eyes, and suddenly a bald man appeared in front of the refugee crowd.

With the appearance of this bald man, a powerful pressure fell from the sky. The wandering crowd rushed to the front of dozens of cultivators and masters of the cultivators and were instantly controlled by this powerful pressure. The dozen cultivators who were standing in the front were instantly hit by the crowd behind him and flew forward and stayed on the ground.

The crowds of refugees did not stop because of this, just like migrating wildebeests continued to run wildly, the earth was shaking, and the crowd was filled with people. In an instant, these at least tens of thousands of cultivators were instantly stepped on by the cultivators who fell to the ground.

The bald man's face was calm. The dozen masters of the level of monks were trampled into flesh paste, but he did not stop at all. He raised his fists and punched two more punches at the rolling crowd.

Two powerful fist winds that opened the mountain and broke the mountain rushed through the crowd. Wherever the fist wind went, those masters of the cultivator level avoided everywhere, but in the face of the attacks of the powerful men at the Venerable level, how many of these monks could escape? In the end, the fist wind fell on several monks.

boom!

The strong fist wind rolled the monks up, and the monks instantly turned into a blood mist in the air.

"Hey, your sister, what kind of hatred do these refugees have with you? How did you kill these refugees like this?"

Sitting on the back of the mutant crow, Venerable Li Tiantou killed him wantonly, and he felt a little unbearable.

The bald man glanced at Li Tian who was flying in the air, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face. In his eyes, Li Tian, ​​a level nine master of cultivators, was just an enemy of one move, and he did not take Li Tian seriously at all.

The bald man laughed wildly, rushing among these refugees unscrupulously, killing those refugees wantonly.

In just less than a minute, the number of people killed by this bare man had reached more than 30, especially those low-level refugees who were only at level one or two in cultivators. Under the attack of the bald man, they had no power to fight back and dodge, and were instantly killed.

The bald Venerable killed hundreds of people in a row, and the running crowd stopped slowly.

"Li...Li Tian! Save us!"

Among the refugees, Ye Meijing's voice suddenly came. Although the sound was not loud, it was extremely clear in Li Tian's ears.

The bald man glanced at Li Tian again and sneered and said, "Save you? Hahaha, no one can save you today! Yes, this is great. Come on, have fun with the bald grandpa and make it comfortable to serve his grandpa. Maybe if grandpa is happy, you can spare you all the time!"

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!