Somewhere on the shore, the eldest prince watched this scene silently, with a dozen or so Martial Emperors behind him.
Beside him, the young man in white who had appeared in the courtyard whispered.
The eldest prince shook his head slightly and said: "No, I believe he should have expected this scene."
The young man in white was slightly startled.
How could he stand up in this situation?
At this moment, not only the eldest prince is watching the fun, but also many geniuses.
What confidence does this legendary nine-turn monster have?
"It seems there is no one left." Chen Ling glanced at the dozens of people in front of him with a sneer.
"Don't you want to kill me? Why don't you do it?" Chen Ling said sarcastically.
The crowd hesitated.
"Everyone, come on, he is alone, what are you afraid of what he will do?" A Martial Emperor, Perfection, who was full of murderous intent, suddenly rose up and rushed towards Chen Ling as fast as lightning.
However, no one followed him.
He was the only one who pounced on Chen Ling with murderous intent.
Upon noticing this scene, he panicked slightly, but was soon overtaken by murderous intent.
It doesn't matter if he's the only one.
He is the Martial Emperor Consummation.
Whoosh!
He made a perfect move with both hands, and his true energy spurted out. As soon as Pu appeared, he roared ferociously, opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Chen Ling.
"broken."
Chen Ling stamped his foot and punched out.
Click!
The infuriating dragon suddenly shattered into pieces, unable to even block a single breath.
The power of one punch crushed the dragon and pointed directly at the Martial Emperor Perfection.
Whoosh!
His arms were covered with scales and were half-blooded.
The two collided violently.
Chen Ling's figure was severely knocked back.
"Jie Jie, a ninth-level evildoer? Chen Ling, you are nothing more than that." The Martial Emperor looked at the repulsed Chen Ling with a sneer on his face.
Whoosh!
He pounced ferociously.
Power condenses from all directions and space shrinks.
"Tsunami Palm."
With a big hand, a shocking wave was set off, one after another, crushing the void and covering Chen Ling.
Chen Ling's eyes condensed, and a violent and fierce light burst out from his eyes.
The true energy and blood in the body are surging.
He struck out with a palm, and the golden light shone brightly. This punch condensed his strongest strength, the infuriating Qi that had been tempered for thousands of times, and the terrifying increase in the ninth-grade bloodline.
A punch, with the faint roar of a giant beast, penetrated the space and landed hard on the continuous palm wind.
Click!
The palm wind shattered, and the two palms clashed fiercely.
Bang!
There was a loud thunder, and Chen Ling felt a pain in his arm and his whole body was shaken.
Wuhuang Perfection is so powerful after all.
Chen Ling gritted his teeth and shouted: "Swallow."
boom!
A majestic blood was swallowed into the body.
"My bloodline power, what on earth is going on?" The ferocious smile on the warrior's face suddenly stopped.
"burst."
The swallowed blood power surged out instantly.
boom!
The Martial Emperor Yuanyuan let out a scream and flew backwards. His big hand was bloody and bloody, and the entire palm was almost blown to pieces.
Chen Ling followed closely behind and punched him hard in the chest.
"Swallow."
"burst."
boom!
A perfect corpse of Emperor Wu fell to the ground.
Chen Ling's hands were stained with blood and fell slowly, staring at the stunned people around him brutally.
In less than forty breaths, a Martial Emperor died successfully.
Both Ji Tong and Yun Fusheng's expressions twitched slightly.
Especially Yun Fusheng, he swallowed hard, his heart was shaken, and his eyes were full of disbelief and fear.
Emperor Wu is perfect.
He only has the initial cultivation level of Martial Emperor, but his combat power is unparalleled, but it is impossible to successfully resist Martial Emperor.
However, he never imagined that a Martial Emperor, Perfection, would fall so quickly.
"Yun Fusheng, don't you want to kill me? How about we try." Chen Ling looked at Yun Fusheng ferociously.
The cruel and ferocious gaze made Yun Fusheng's heart tremble, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
"Junior Brother Yun, let's go." In the distance, the senior brother of Tongtian Sect frowned and shouted coldly.
Yun Fusheng shook his teeth, glared at Chen Ling hatefully, turned around and ran over.
Chen Ling smiled coldly and looked at Ji Tong.
Three ancient Celestial Whales.
"Ji Tong, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if you three ancient Sky Whales can kill me." Ji Tong's wild laughter made Ji Tong's face turn pale instantly.
"Chen Ling, you are rubbish. How can your rubbish bloodline be compared with our ancient Tianjing clan? Even if you are at rank nine, you are still rubbish. Being able to kill Martial Emperor Perfection does not mean that you can kill all Martial Emperor Perfection."
boom!
Behind Ji Tong, a fellow member of the same clan had a ferocious face, burning with anger, and shot out violently. With one point, the space was shattered, and the force of millions of people was like countless mountains.
Ji Tong's expression changed slightly and he cursed secretly. It was already too late to stop him, but he also wanted to see Chen Ling's strength again.
The power of this finger is simply terrifying. It has the power of a million people and is full of suffocating intimidation.
Chen Ling remained motionless, with a sneer on his lips.
When the opponent attacked, he suddenly retreated and raised his hand to throw a purple shadow.
Purple thunder bead.
"That thing..."
In the distance, the eldest prince's eyelids twitched and his pupils tightened: "Purple Thunder Bead."
"Purple Thunder Pearl?" The young man in white exclaimed in disbelief.
"That's right, it's the Purple Thunder Bead."
"What is it?" The young man from the Sky Whale Ancient Clan was slightly startled when he saw the flying purple beads. Then his expression changed drastically and he retreated like lightning.
But it's too late.
boom!
Purple thunder came to the world, covering an area of tens of feet with extremely violent destructive power, destroying everything.
"ah……"
More than one scream came out.
"Damn, what a bunch of fools, there are so many people who don't know how to just come up and take action. Hey, you want to kill me? I want to see if any of you can kill me."
In the distance, Chen Ling seemed to be a different person, smiling wildly and ferociously.
"Chen Ling, I'm going to crush your bones to ashes, you bastard." A young man from the ancient Sky Whale tribe, covered in blood and bloody flesh, rushed out miserably from the purple thunder.
"Damn Chen Ling, he turned out to be Zi Lei Zhu. Let's kill him together."
Among the dozens of warriors, seven or eight were caught off guard and injured by the purple thunder beads. At this moment, they all became furious and rushed forward.
Even Ji Tong moved.
Seeing everyone rushing towards him, Chen Ling opened his lips with a bright smile.
Swish, swish, swish!
Purple thunder beads shot out one after another.
"Zi Lei Zhu, fuck you, uncle."
"Run quickly."
"So many purple thunder beads, Chen Ling, you bastard."
"Run quickly."
Dozens of warriors looked at the large purple thunder beads coming towards them, and all of them shrank their pupils, stopped in their tracks, turned around and ran away.
Who doesn’t know the horror of purple thunder beads?
Even Ji Tong's face twitched and he ran away without hesitation.
There were more than twenty purple thunder beads.
The moment he threw the Purple Thunder Bead, Chen Ling ran into the continuous jungle.
Boom!
The sound of explosions was heard one after another, the earth shook, and the purple thunder covered an area of 100 feet. The power of destruction was like purple thunder dragons, raging crazily.
The area covered by the Purple Thunder Beads was fifty feet, and more than twenty Purple Thunder Beads exploded together. Such power caused dozens of warriors to be covered in destructive thunder and let out shrill screams.
Far away, all the geniuses looked at this scene with their scalps numb.
More than twenty purple thunder beads were thrown out at once...
"Your Highness, one purple thunder bead seems to cost 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and most people can't buy it..." The young man in white next to the eldest prince wiped the cold sweat on his head and murmured. (Unfinished)