Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

At the same time, nearly a hundred figures rose rapidly into the air from afar and gathered here. Judging from their aura, they were all cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage!

"pat-"

Blood dripped on her chest. Madam Lan no longer had her previous charm and elegance. The calmness in her eyes disappeared without a trace. Blood kept dripping from her mouth. The spiritual power in her body was raging, her meridians were damaged, and her Nascent Soul was even weaker.

She was seriously injured when she blocked the sword for Sun He just now!

The power of a sword could be so terrifying. This time, it seemed like she had offended someone she couldn't afford to offend.

Madam Lan looked surprised and doubtful, but no matter how hard she thought, she could not imagine when such a powerful being appeared in the Leijian Chamber of Commerce.

She had never seen this face before.

If we were to talk about any powerful guy who came to Xiangong City recently, it would only be the Holy Son of the Sword Sect.

But she had only received the news a quarter of an hour ago. How could the other party come to her Dragon Bird Pavilion so quickly?

She gathered her energy and breath, then asked loudly to the figure:

"Who are you, sir, and why are you destroying my Dragon Bird Pavilion?!"

The distress signal has been sent out. No matter who this new face is or how strong his background is, we just need someone from the central government to come and take him down.

Unless, he really is the Son of God.

But there is no such coincidence in the world!

In addition, in the territory of Lingfu Palace, anyone she doesn’t know will definitely have a background stronger than hers!

All we need to do now is to buy time.

However, Jiang Han did not intend to give them a chance.

Although he didn't know where the Jindan cultivator stationed in this city was, such a big commotion might soon alert the other party, so he needed to fight quickly and decisively.

Without answering the other party, Jiang Han pressed his palm down, and suddenly lightning roared, and all the thunder dragons roared and popped their heads out of the thunderclouds.

With all his might, he condensed more than a hundred terrifying thunder dragons of nearly three thousand feet in length. At this moment, they swooped down from the thunderclouds like a calamity from heaven. The roaring thunder was enough to resonate thousands of miles away, shaking the heaven and earth.

Such terrifying power is almost the same as that of a god, especially the overwhelming pressure, which makes everyone's faces change again.

"Could this pressure be... a heavenly tribulation?"

"Yes, it is the heavenly tribulation! This is the heavenly tribulation!"

Everyone was terrified, and Madam Lan was even more frightened. She cried out in alarm:

"My fellow Daoist, let's talk it over. There must be some misunderstanding here!"

After he finished speaking, the speed of Thunder Dragon increased. In just a moment, Thunder Dragon had rushed in front of everyone and crashed into them in front of their terrified and appalled eyes!

It was a terrifying power that was enough to destroy mountains and split the earth. The Yuanyings were terrified and threw all their magic weapons forward desperately, trying to stop the Thunder Dragon even for a moment.

But no matter how hard they tried, those magic weapons were smashed to pieces the moment they touched the thunder dragon, and endless thunder and lightning exploded in front of them.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Who on earth offended him?!"

Madam Lan gritted her teeth and yelled in anger. Her only heavenly-grade magic weapon, the golden hairpin, could not even stop the Thunder Dragon for even half a breath. After just one encounter, the spiritual light dissipated and the dragon returned to her body!

Just when everyone was in despair, a golden-red light appeared out of nowhere in front of Mrs. Lan, and she raised her hand and pushed forward with force.

thump—

A ripple spread out, as if the surface of the water stood upright in front of everyone, the waves shimmered, reflecting more than a hundred ferocious purple dragon heads.

Boom!

All the thunder dragons slammed into the water surface, and an extremely violent thunder storm erupted. The water surface seemed unable to bear it and suddenly boiled violently like boiling water.

"boom!"

All the thunder dragons exploded, and with a louder impact, the water surface was blasted back half a foot. The golden-red puppet also seemed to be hit by a huge force and staggered back a step.

Although it was blocked from the front, the remaining thunder power exploded wildly in the upper, lower, left and right directions.

For a moment, countless electric snakes danced wildly, like dense thunder whips lashing their bodies in the air, and instantly spread over thousands of miles at an extremely fast speed!

The earth collapsed, and the formations of countless shops were torn to pieces. The entire street turned into ruins in a roar, and there were bottomless gullies and cracks all around.

Until the power of heaven and earth returned to calm, heaven and earth fell into dead silence.

It was as if a meteorite from outer space had crashed down to Earth, with the water surface as the boundary. On one side were many intact Nascent Soul cultivators, while on the other side were broken streets and ruins.

Everywhere you look, there are hideous and terrifying ravines.

Jiang Han withdrew his hand and stood, running the Devouring State at full speed, absorbing spiritual power at the fastest speed to fill his Dantian, and looked vigilantly at the golden and red puppet that suddenly appeared.

"A puppet that has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul."

The puppet is a hundred feet tall and its entire body is red, but it also has dozens of golden threads all over its body.

His aura was as deep as the abyss, and carried a violent sense that seemed to overturn the world. More importantly, the other party had an almost unmatched feeling.

That breath is the breath of becoming a god. This puppet is only one step away from becoming a god!

"On our first meeting, Brother Jiang Daoist gave me such a big surprise. I'm truly flattered."

A sound like the sound of nature resounded through the sky. Ripples appeared in the void, and a figure in white appeared out of thin air above the puppet, gently stepping on its shoulders.

She was wearing a simple white dress, her hair casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, and the remaining black hair was draped behind her head like silk. She had an elegant temperament, and the breeze blowing her skirt made her look even more otherworldly.

"My name is Nangong Yun, Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have long heard of your great name."

Nangong Yun had a faint smile on his face as he looked calmly at the young man opposite him who was filled with murderous aura.

She still remembered the cowardice in his eyes when she met him in Lingtian Sect before, but now, the young man was gone, and there was only coldness and murderous intent in his eyes.

Moreover, the attack just now was particularly terrifying. She used a Nascent Soul Great Perfection Puppet, which was second only to the God Transformation Puppet.

But even so, his energy was exhausted by the terrifying force, his body was damaged by more than 80%, and a large amount of wooden materials turned into ashes. He was almost broken through by the opponent's defense.

Such terrifying power is already several times stronger than that of the average Nascent Soul cultivator.

And the other party has just advanced to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Then when he reaches the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage, I'm afraid even I won't be his opponent...

Nangong Yun glanced at Su Ping who was following the other person, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

No wonder the master values ​​him so much. Jiang Han is indeed an extraordinary person.

At this moment, a purple color jumped from behind her onto her shoulder. Its bright and dreamy eyes looked at Jiang Han and it fluttered twice, as if it was very happy.

Nangong Yun...

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly. He had a deep impression of that little purple mink.

Purple Dream Marten.

It was this guy who suddenly screamed and jumped into his arms, almost killing him on the spot.