Uh-huh!

I heard a sound of wind passing by, and the gourd in Huang Xianren's hand disappeared.

Huang Xianren stared blankly at his empty palms, "Where is my gourd?"

"Over there!"

A boy shouted With a sound, his finger pointed at one place.

Looking in the direction, I saw the gourd flying in the air, jumping up and down, which looked very strange.

Turning on his eyesight and scanning, he found a man in a black robe running toward the rockery with a gourd in his hand.

Huang Xianren was so angry that his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. He stretched out his fingers and gave an order: "Catch him quickly!"

"Oops. , discovered!"

Qin Tian turned around and saw a dozen boys chasing him, and quickly threw the gourd to Jiang Ziya, "Jiang Xianren, take my parents back quickly!"< br />
Jiang Ziya took the gourd and shouted: "What about you?"

"I will go back after destroying this nest!"

" But..."

Before Jiang Ziya could finish speaking, Qin Tian stretched out his hand, pulled out a rusty long sword from his palm, and swung it hard at the boy coming up behind him.

Roar——!

A dragon roar resounded throughout the mountain peak, and the golden sword energy circled down like a golden dragon covering the mountains and rivers.

"Dragon?!"

The pupils of the boy in front suddenly shrank, and while crossing his hands in front of him, he used his true energy to summon a shield.

When the golden dragon touched the zhenqi shield, the shield made a crisp sound, and a huge energy poured out.

"Ah!"

The boy screamed, feeling an unprecedented power that shattered his meridians. In just a moment of breathing, the true energy dispersed and turned into a A weasel lay on the ground.

The boy who followed him also followed suit.

The dozen or so boys did not let the power of the sword energy weaken. As the children fell to the ground and transformed into their original form, the sword energy swept towards the ground.

Boom!

Huge power was released throughout the mountain peak, and a bottomless ravine opened on the ground, causing unstoppable tremors.

The formation lost its light, the tributes on the table were shaken down, the incense burner fell to the ground, and the three red incense sticks were extinguished.

The blood in the blood pool is sprinkledHe came out and dyed the blue brick floor red.

The entire sacrifice was almost destroyed by Qin Tian’s sword.

Seeing the entire sacrificial altar in a mess, Jiang Ziya couldn't help but stutter, and suppressed his worried words.

Just a swing of the sword can have such great power, so what is there to worry about?

After Qin Tian swung his sword, he turned around and found that Jiang Ziya was still there. He couldn't help but was startled, "Xianren Jiang? Didn't you leave? Why are you still here?"

Jiang Ziya was like this Only then did he come back to his senses, "I'm leaving now!"

After saying goodbye, Jiang Ziya jumped into the clouds and left Ten Zai Peak.

“Don’t leave!”

Huang Xianren shouted and pointed at Jiang Ziya who was walking away.

When the boys were about to catch up, Qin Tian stood in front of everyone with a long sword and somersault clouds, "I want to see who dares to chase!"

The children looked at each other in shock, looking at the dozens of weasel corpses lying on the ground, and no one dared to step forward.

Huang Xianren could only watch Jiang Ziya leave in the clouds.

The sacrificial offerings are gone, the tributes are destroyed, the sacrificial altar is destroyed, the blood pool is also destroyed...

It doesn’t matter that the sacrificial altar is destroyed, the most important thing is , the sacrifice is gone.

The old monster with yellow eyebrows only gave Huang Xianren three days.

Where can we find hundreds of people to worship in three days?

Huang Xianren clenched his fists, his eyes burst out with endless anger, and his whole body was surrounded by vigorous vitality, and his Taoist robes automatically made a sound without wind.

He turned to look at Qin Tian on the rockery with deep eyes.

The opponent’s cultivation level seemed to be only in the Return to Void Realm, but he destroyed the sacrificial altar with one sword. He must have hidden his true strength.

And the old man next to him looks like an immortal, and he doesn’t look like an ordinary person. Who is this young man?

Could it be a deity from heaven?

If he were a god in heaven, he would probably suffer the loss of being dumb.

Even though Huang Xianren wanted to eat Qin Tiantian alive, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "Which path are you from? I don't know you. If the well water does not interfere with the river water, why do you want to disturb the altar of this immortal?"

"Haha." Qin Tian sneered, put the dragon chanting sword on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "A weasel spirit dares to call himself this immortal. Immortal? Do you really think of yourself as an immortal?"

"You have harmed so many innocent people. Today I will do justice for heaven and beat you back to your original form!"

Qin Tian stretched out his hand and pointed at the opponent with the Dragon Sword.

Huang Xianren suddenly smiled and said, "I understand, why is the breath on your body so familiar? Are you the son of those two villagers?"

At first, Huang Xianren felt that the smell of Qin Tian's body was somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

It was not until just now, when Qin Tian said that he wanted to do justice for heaven, that Huang Xian suddenly realized it and recalled that this aura was very similar to that of Zheng Jingyun and Qin Zhonghua.

Qin Tian did not deny it, "So what?"

"Ha!"

Huang Xianren smiled meaningfully, "If that's the case, then I don't have to worry!"

The reason why he went to great lengths to pretend to be an immortal to deceive the villagers was so as not to attract the attention of the gods in heaven.

Originally I was worried that Qin Tian was a god in heaven, but now I don’t have to worry at all.

“Kill him!” Huang Xianren’s expression suddenly turned cold, he pointed at Qin Tian and spat out a few words.

Boom!

As he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed past, and a sonic boom sounded in the air.

Qin Tian turned around and saw a fist coming from the side, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Tian held the Dragon Sword in front of him.

Bang!

Powerful power poured out from the opponent's fist. Qin Tian felt a strong impact, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably and smashed out of the courtyard wall.

"Cough cough cough..."

Qin Tian covered his chest, coughed a few times with an ugly face, and stood up from the ground.

That punch just now was powerful and powerful, very domineering.

If he hadn’t pressed the Dragon Sword against his chest in time, his bones would have been shattered into pieces.

Looking into the courtyard, Qin Tian’s pupils suddenly shrank.

"Iron Slave?! Are you rebelling?"

Iron Slave: "..."

Iron Slave didn't react at all, with a pair of eyes. Extremely scarlet, he clenched his fists, bared his teeth and let out a low roar, as if he had lost his mind.

Qin Tian looked at Huang Xianren and asked: "What did you do to the iron slave?"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Huang Xianren let out an extremely weird laugh and said proudly: "I think your corpse boss is pretty good, so I gave him a makeover. Today, I will let you have a taste of being beaten by your own corpse boss. What does it feel like to be turned into pulp!"

After the words fell, he pointed at Qin Tian again and issued an order coldly, "Kill him!"

The iron slave received the order , the whole body was surrounded by vigorous infuriating energy, and with a bang, the figure disappeared from the place, leaving only a crack in the place.

Qin Tian tried to control Tie Slave, but still couldn't stop him.

How could this happen?

The order was conveyed, which meant that the connection with Iron Slave was not broken, and the soul in his body was still there.

But why are the iron slaves uncontrollable?

Before he had time to think about it, Tie Nu’s fist had already arrived in front of Qin Tian.

Qin Tian’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly shocked, so fast!

Qin Tian turned slightly sideways, his fist grazing his cheek, but the domineering wind still caused a gash in his skin.

Qin Tian touched the scratches on his face and was shocked when he saw the blood on his fingertips.

After being transformed by Huang Xianren, Iron Slave's speed was several times faster than before.

Not only the speed, but also the hardness of the muscles are much thicker than before.

In berserk mode, Iron Slave’s explosion is not at the same level as before.

When he fought with Tie Slave before, Qin Tian relied on his own strength and did not get much advantage from the opponent.

If it were not for the blessing of the identity token, I am afraid that I would not be an opponent at all.

Before Qin Tian could be shocked, Tie Slave clenched his fist as big as a sandbag and rushed over again.

Qin Tian clenched his fists and took a fighting stance.

Since the Iron Slave cannot be controlled, the only option is to fight head-on.

Take the opportunity to test the results of your own cultivation.

"Hiss——!"

Qin Tian took a deep breath, the energy sank into his dantian, and injected all the chaotic energy into his right fist.

Two fists collide!

Bang!

Click!

The muffled sound was mixed with the sound of broken hand bones.

Two huge forces collided, erupting into huge ripples of impact.

　“Ah!!”

　 Those watching the battle aroundUnfortunately, the boy was affected and flew backwards with a scream, and his body hit the courtyard wall heavily.

The backyard, which was already in a mess, became even more miserable at this moment.

唔唔唔!

Tie Slave took several steps back and shook his head.

Qin Tian’s punch just now weighed tens of thousands of kilograms. Even though Tie Slave’s body was as hard as diamond, he was shocked to the point that his whole body was numb and his brain was a little blurry.

The fist of his right hand was hanging on the wrist, and the bones of his hand were shaking like slag.

On the other hand, Qin Tian's body was as solid as a rock, still standing on the same spot, and the energy in his body was not disordered at all.

"It seems that these days of training are still useful."

The last time I fought against Tie Slave, I was the one who was repulsed.

This time it was the other way around.

Moreover, the one he faced was the transformed Iron Slave.

“How, how could this happen?!”

Huang Xianren’s face was dull, and he couldn’t believe it.

In the past few days, Huang Xianren used countless medicinal materials to transform Iron Slave.

I didn’t expect that even a mortal cultivator could not defeat him.

Seeing Huang Xianren’s shocked expression, Qin Tian smiled proudly, “I have to admit that Iron Slave has indeed become a lot stronger after your transformation, but he is still a little weak against me.”

"How about you come here in person!"

"What a waste, wasting so many of my medicinal materials!"

Huang Xianren Hold He clenched his fists, and the anger in his eyes seemed to turn into substance. He turned his palms and pulled out a mace.

"What happened."

Just when Huang Xianren was about to take action, a voice came from one side.

Qin Tian looked in the direction and frowned.

Gourd?

When Huang Xianren saw the gourd, a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face, and he was a little at a loss.

"Huang, Mr. Huangmei, you...why did you come out?"

"I heard the noise and came out to take a look."

Said the yellow-browed old monster scanned the scene through the gourd, and suddenly his face turned ugly, "What's going on?"

The Huangxian was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground with a plop, Begging for mercy:

"Please forgive me, Mr. Huangmei.The villain ran out of nowhere, rescued the sacrifice, and destroyed my altar. "

"The villain is about to deal with this kid. Please calm down, Lord Huangmei. Give me a few more days. After I find the sacrifice, I will definitely help you avenge him! "

Looking in the direction pointed by Huang Xianren, the yellow-browed old monster suddenly looked startled.

"Qin Tian? "

"Qin Tian? "

Huang Xianren looked at Qin Tian and suddenly realized, "Lord Huangmei, do you think this is your enemy? "

" "You know me?" "

Qin Tian carefully took a look at the gourds on the ground, and he really couldn't remember when he had a problem with a gourd.

"Oh, it's really hard to walk through iron shoes. It takes no effort to find a place and get it! "

The old monster with yellow eyebrows let out a ferocious sneer. Feeling the two layers of ice and fire beside him, the anger in his heart roared out, "I didn't expect that I would meet you here. ! "

Listening to this voice, Qin Tian felt slightly familiar.

Based on Huang Xianren's name for the gourd, he recalled it carefully and immediately realized, "You are Huang Mei Old monster? ”

　“Not bad! "

The yellow-browed old monster clenched his back molars and said viciously: "If it weren't for you, how could I have been thrown into this gourd by Master? Today I will take your head to vent my anger! ”

“It’s none of my business that you were thrown into the gourd by Maitreya Buddha? " Qin Tian pursed his lips, spread his hands and continued: "You were thrown into the gourd. It can only be said that you brought it upon yourself. "

The old monster with yellow eyebrows became angry with shame. He turned to look at Huang Xianren and roared: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you come to me? ”

　“Yes! ”

After the words fell, Huang Xianren disappeared as fast as lightning.

In an instant, he appeared in the direction of Qin Tian’s head, holding a mace and rushing towards him. It exploded with astonishing force and smashed down.

The surface of the mace rubbed against the air, igniting a red light and making a whirring sound in the air.

Qin Tian’s ears twitched slightly, but he stood there without any panic, raised the corner of his mouth and said, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Bang!

The mace hit Qin Tian’s Tianling Cap, the ground shook, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and the top of Shizai Peak collapsed.< br />
　“How, how could this happen? ”

Huang Xianren looked at Qin Tian still standing there under the mace, without any damage, and his eyes widened in shock..

I saw a faint black-gray light lingering above Qin Tian's head.

That light danced under the flames of the mace.

In just one breath, the flames were swallowed up by the black and gray light, and the black and gray flames climbed up along the mace.

"This... what is this?!"

When the Netherworld Holy Fire climbed up the handle of the mace, the Yellow Immortal was as if he was electrocuted, and he loosened his grip. He opened the mace and was shocked.

At that moment, Huang Xianren felt as if his wolf soul was about to be torn apart.

"This is..."

The old monster with yellow eyebrows looked at the flame, his pupils couldn't stop shaking, "The Holy Fire of the Netherworld?"
< br /> During those days in the Scripture Collection Pavilion, the old monster with yellow eyebrows had seen this kind of flame introduced in the scriptures.

Didn’t you say it had disappeared long ago?

Why does it appear in Qin Tian’s body?