At this moment, Tianfu's momentum was earth-shattering, and everyone was shocked by it.
When the remaining 10,000 people in Tianfu spent all their cultivation to form the God-killing Formation, their violent momentum seemed to be able to crush everything.
Those cultivators all had shocked expressions on their faces. Now they finally knew why Tianfu was able to surpass Kunlun in less than three years and become the number one holy land for cultivation in the East.
With such terrifying cohesion, a spirit that is not afraid of death, and fearless courage, even if there is only one person left in the battle in Tianfu, he will rise again after a few years.
Unstoppable!
They were extremely envious of the many disciples in Tianfu and wished they could take their place, even if they died.
Entering this sect is the common wish of everyone in the Eastern monastic world.
The glory of this moment belongs to Tianfu.
And the many disciples of Tianfu all had happy faces on their faces.
Even if they all died here today, they would have no regrets. This battle with the Western world is destined to go down in history.
We are all destined to die; we cannot choose this.
But they can choose whether they are lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai.
Everyone stood behind Yang Tian, looking at the Beast King from across the bank.
Between the two sides, there is a ravine that is dozens of feet long and bottomless, which is the trace left after Yang Tian used the soul of the Immortal Emperor to fight against the Beast Emperor.
The Beast King could not help but narrow his eyes when he saw that the entire Eastern monastic community was united at this moment.
He underestimated Yang Tian's status in the Eastern monastic world.
The Beast King withdrew all the sword energy floating above the head of the twelve-winged holy angel, and then looked at Yang Tian with a smile.
"I underestimated you. I originally thought that only old man Qin Tian could fight with me in the East, but I never thought that a young man like you would be able to gather the power of the entire East to compete with me."
"Accident?"
Although the young man's body was shaky, his face remained firm. He pursed his pale lips, showing no fear of the strongest man in the West.
"It's really surprising."
The Beast King glanced at the frightened twelve-winged holy angel who had not recovered yet, and then looked at the corpses of the Dragon King and Elf King, as well as the bones of powerful Westerners on the ground.
Then, he looked at the young man again.
"You single-handedly destroyed half of my west. You killed two of the strongest men in the lost world and seriously injured one. With this record, even I can only do this at most. If you give me another
In your ten years, no one in the entire world will be your opponent."
This is the first time that the Beast King has spoken so highly of someone.
There was a hint of shock on the faces of the Pope and others. He had never had a Beast King pay attention to the younger generation in the West. Even the youngest Heavenly Ancestor in the West, the Beast King, had never looked at him seriously.
Now, when the Beast King said these words, he was obviously afraid.
And to be able to make the Beast King so fearful, the boy in front of him is proud enough. Even if he loses today, it will be an honor even though he loses.
After all, he lost at the hands of the strongest man in the West, and it was a worthy loss.
However, this sentence, which is a compliment in the Western world, is equivalent to humiliation in Yang Tian's ears.
Because the Beast King sounded like he was praising a junior as a senior.
How could Yang Tian accept it?
Moreover, as the Immortal Emperor, even if he loses all his cultivation and starts over, no one can humiliate him.
Therefore, the young man responded with a sneer: "Don't talk to me like an elder. You are not qualified. In my heyday, I would hold a sword and kill you like a dog."
"What?"
Pope Andrew, the Twelve-Winged Holy Angels, and others all had stunned expressions on their faces.
They almost wondered if they heard something wrong.
The young man just said that killing the Beast King is like killing a dog?
Is this kid a little too arrogant? You must know that the first generation of Beast Emperors fought against the Western gods. Although the strength of this Beast Emperor is not as strong as that of its ancestors, the power of its bloodline still exists.
As long as there is enough time, the Beast King may not be able to surpass the first generation Beast King.
But the boy in front of him actually said that the Beast King was not qualified to talk to him.
"This bastard is so arrogant. Does he know the difference between himself and the Beast King?"
"Hmph, I'm already dying and unable to fight anymore, yet I dare to utter such arrogant words and despise the Beast King. I'm really looking for death."
The 1.2 billion holy angels have returned to normal at this moment. With the Beast King backing him up, he has nothing to fear.
Moreover, he was the one who insulted the most happily.
"Hahaha, kid, aren't you very capable? If you have the guts, just come over. You don't even look down on me, Lord Beast King. I want to see how you, the Eastern monastic community, bear the wrath of Lord Beast King today."
"A thing like an ant is worthy of shouting in front of me?"
The young man narrowed his eyes with a disdainful smile on his face: "If your master hadn't taken action, I would have killed you at the sight just now."
"you wanna die……"
The twelve-winged holy angel seemed to have lost his mind. When he was about to rush over, the Beast King stopped him.
"Back off."
Although the twelve-winged holy angel was unwilling to hear this, he still did not dare to disobey the Beast King.
After all, in the lost world of the West, the Beast King's order is God.
The Beast King took a step forward, with a smile on his face. He looked around at Tianfu's God-Slaying Formation and the entire monastic world.
Then his tone was full of coldness and he said with disdain: "Boy, do you really think you can stop me with just these soldiers and generals!"
The young man sighed slowly, and then opened his eyes, his dark pupils as bright and bright as the stars in the dark night.
"You have to believe that I can kill you here with my own strength."
"oh?"
The Beast King smiled playfully, his rough face still filled with disdain, and his emotionless pupils were as cold as ice.
A body of more than three meters tall stands tall against the sky, with a pair of pitch-black horns, looking domineering and arrogant.
"You have already reached this point, what other trump card can you use to force me to retreat?"
Yang Tian slowly shook his head and corrected: "It's not forcing you to retreat, it's killing. You have to understand this."
Pope Andrew had an even more sarcastic smile on his face.
"Boy, are you afraid that you are not living in a dream, but you also want to hurt me, the Beast King? You can never imagine how powerful the Beast King is."
The young man stands proudly between heaven and earth
His voice was arrogant and his eyes were cold.
"Perhaps there's one thing you all haven't learned."
"What?"
The Beast King asked questions, not understanding what Yang Tian wanted to say.
"I can defeat Qin Tian with his dying body and make him beg for mercy. Naturally, I can also kill you."
The Beast King's pupils were shrinking violently. Although he was conceited, he did not dare to say that his strength was definitely stronger than that of old man Qin Tian.
The two of them should be the strongest beings in the East and the West.
He had not heard the news, so he looked at the Pope.
The Pope's face turned a little pale, but he still whispered to the Beast King what happened a month ago.
After the Beast King heard about the battle, his face became bright and dark.
However, then a smile appeared on his face again.
"You have already reached this point, and you still have the ability to display your last trump card? If the news from my side is good, you were seriously injured and dying in that battle, and it took you a month to recuperate before you woke up. If I am not wrong, I will wake you up this time.
You must have paid a heavy price, you really want to die with me!"
After the young man heard what the Beast King said, his eyes became a little blood red.
He did pay an unbearable price for his awakening.
In the last battle, his immortal blood was exhausted, his cultivation was exhausted, his muscles and veins were severed, his dantian was exhausted, and his vitality was exhausted.
It was the most serious injury in history, and he was almost put into dormancy indefinitely.
It was his sister Yang Xue who did not hesitate to use all her blood to give it to him and revive him.
He regained consciousness, but lost Yang Xue.
The girl is now in a coma, sleeping, exhausted, and almost losing her soul. Only the elixir on the sixth floor of the Colorful Exquisite Tower can bring her back to life.
Yang Tian must reach this state.
However, now, if he once again exhausts his vitality in exchange for strength and performs the Great Annihilation Technique, he may perish.
But he is also fearless.
Because he not only has to protect Yang Xue, but also the people behind him, such as Wen Ya, Xiao Linger, Bing Nu and others.
They are also their own family.
Yang Tian will never allow them to suffer any harm.
Therefore, the young man raised his head firmly with cold eyes.
"If you dare to take another step forward, I will give you my life and your blood will be splattered on the spot!" (To be continued)
