Ji Tianling's strength is not weak, not only not weak, but also extremely strong.
As the backbone of the Ji family's masters, Ji Tianling's strength is extremely strong even among the top masters.
If all means are used, even Zen Masters Zong Qingfeng and Huikong are not sure they can defeat Ji Tianling.
But the being that appeared in the jade coffin actually knocked Ji Tianling away with one move. Doesn't it mean that the strength of this old monster far exceeds that of Ji Tianling?
Ji Tianling flipped in the air and took dozens of steps back before regaining his balance and looking at the middle-aged man with a solemn expression.
"It's interesting. You didn't die even after taking one of my moves. It seems that the practitioners who came this time are all pretty good."
The middle-aged man said with an indifferent expression.
"A strong man in the Condensation Realm."
Ji Tianling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a solemn voice.
"He is really a strong Yuan-condensing person."
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Although he had expected it for a long time, Ye Chen was still a little shocked when a strong Yuan Ning Yuan expert actually appeared.
This is different from the previous bloody demon spirit king. The Yuan Ning strongman in front of him is a monk. He not only possesses the strength of Ning Yuan, but also possesses the realm of a Yuan condensing strongman.
It is difficult for top masters like them to deal with such a powerful person.
"Hand over the token and surrender to me, and I will spare your life."
The middle-aged man said calmly.
"It's just the early stage of Yuan Condensation. Moreover, after being sealed in the jade coffin for so many years, your injuries cannot heal so quickly. You should be in a weak stage now."
Ji Tianling said in a low voice: "If you are pressing forward step by step, I and many other top masters will definitely kill you if we join forces!"
"How dare you threaten me? You have the guts."
The middle-aged man raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, two flashes of blood bloomed in his eyes, and then he slapped Ji Tianling with a palm.
A bloody wave suddenly surged between heaven and earth, slapping towards Ji Tianling.
"Everyone, why don't you take action quickly? Once this person's strength is revived, we will all die."
Ji Tianling shouted low, and all the energy in his body began to rise violently, and a dark dagger appeared in Ji Tianling's hand.
It's the Demon God's Dagger!
With the crazy influx of true energy, the devil's dagger shone with a dazzling black light, and then turned into a black light and pierced into the sea of blood.
I don’t know what kind of flame the black flame on this demon dagger is. It is extremely corrosive. It actually passed through the bloody wave and stabbed towards the middle-aged man’s chest.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, stretched out his hand slightly, and actually reached out and grabbed the Demon God's dagger.
"Stubborn."
The middle-aged man said lightly, and then a flash of blood flashed on his hand. He exerted slight force on his right hand, and a click sound was heard, and the Demon God's dagger was broken from the middle.
"You actually crushed the spiritual weapon directly?"
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.
Ye Chen has personally experienced the power of this demon dagger.
Even with his current physical body, he was not confident enough to catch the demon dagger with his bare hands and crush it into pieces.
Seeing this scene, the other strong men around them also had extremely solemn expressions, and they all attacked the middle-aged man.
"The sword swings for nine days!"
Dugu Huangtian let out a low shout, and the three-foot green blade in his hand suddenly lit up, and sword shadows separated out, suspended behind him, and then shot towards the middle-aged man.
"Tian Yuan strikes!"
A bright light spot lit up on Zong Qingfeng's fingertips, and then he flicked his finger. The light spot directly penetrated the void and turned into a bright beam of light that shot towards the middle-aged man.
"Devil-Subduing Fist!"
Zen Master Huikong shouted loudly, and the energy and blood all over his body surged into the sky, just like the ancient demon god waving his iron fist, shaking the entire void.
A full seven or eight top masters took action together, including Pope Peter and Archangel Michael.
In an instant, the true energy in the hall soared to the sky, with unparalleled power.
"You, ants, still want to kill me?"
A sneer appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and streaks of bloody blood spread out from his body, forming a bloody vortex and covering him in it.
Suddenly, the moves all over the sky bombarded the bloody whirlpool, erupting with an earth-shattering roar.
As the energy fluctuations dissipated, the figure of the middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.
Except for the slightly lowered breath, the middle-aged man didn't seem to have any scars.
"Been blocked?"
Everyone's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"If Gu's strength hadn't recovered, how could it be your turn to be so arrogant here?"
The middle-aged man roared and turned into a streak of blood, rushing towards Chen Yuexiang who was not far away.
"Be careful."
Zen Master Huikong gave a low drink.
In an instant, the middle-aged man appeared in front of Chen Yuexiang.
"Cut!"
Chen Yuexiang shouted low, made a secret with one hand, and a white rainbow flew around her body. Then she transformed into several bright lightsabers and shot towards the middle-aged man.
"Death."
The middle-aged man's body exuded a strong blood light, like a sky curtain, quickly surrounding the sword shadows all over the sky.
Then the middle-aged man's right hand was like a sharp sword, stabbing directly into Chen Yuexiang's heart.
Chen Yuexiang's pupils suddenly widened. She glanced at the hand that had pierced her heart in disbelief, and her limbs suddenly became weak.
At this moment, streaks of blood mist emerged from the middle-aged man's body, quickly covering Chen Yuexiang.
Afterwards, Chen Yuexiang's body shrank visibly to the naked eye.
"He is absorbing the essence and blood of Master Yuexiang. Everyone, take action quickly."
Ye Chen's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.
"How dare you swallow Master Yuexiang's essence and blood, damn it!"
Zen Master Huikong's eyes widened, his hands clasped together, golden light flashed, and Buddhas appeared behind him one after another, silently reciting the Buddha's mantra.
Suddenly, a golden Buddha seal condensed out and suppressed the middle-aged man.
"Sword of Light!"
At this time, the pope's whole body was exuding blazing power of light. With a low drink, the power of light in the sky turned into a huge sword and slashed towards the middle-aged man.
"It's been a long time since I've absorbed such delicious blood."
A flash of blood flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said indifferently, and then slapped his face with a palm.
With a bang, a huge bloody palm appeared in the air and grabbed the Sword of Light and the Seal of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Suddenly, the two forces collided together, erupting into violent fluctuations.
"Good opportunity."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and with a movement of his body, he appeared behind the middle-aged man.
"God-Slaying Fist!"
Ye Chen shouted low and punched out.
With one punch, the whole world was shaken.
As Ye Chen punched out, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed. He turned around suddenly and grabbed Ye Chen's fist with his palm.