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Under Yu Xuanji's gradually frightened eyes, the crack in the middle of Jiang Tong's forehead turned into a vertical pupil.

Brilliant golden light overflowed, just like the sun, blooming dazzling golden light.Even the line of sight seemed to be burned, and everyone closed their eyes immediately, not daring to look directly.

"what is this?"

As soon as the vertical pupils opened, Yu Xuanji seemed to be looking directly at the ancient god king, and there were waves of throbbing in the depths of his soul.A trace of uneasiness was born in my heart, lingering.

At Yu Xuanji's level of cultivation, he can be called the strongest in transforming gods. In this world, there is nothing that can kill him.

But at this moment, the soul of the whole person is filled with death, and a strong breath of death spreads all over the body.

There was a dead silence in the sky and the ground.

next moment.

Countless people saw a ray of golden light shoot out from Jiang Tong's vertical pupils. Looking carefully, a three-inch small sword was wrapped in the center of the golden light.

Suddenly.

Birds fall, fish sink.

The vital souls of all things are torn apart by the three-inch primordial spirit at this moment.

Yuanshen Xiaojian flew over his head, up to Huashen Hejin, down to ordinary people.Everyone felt that their souls seemed to be strangled by something, restless, and seemed to fly out of their bodies.

"No!"

Yu Xuanji's face changed wildly, as if seeing a ghost, without any hesitation, he turned around and fled.

The higher the cultivation level, the more Yu Xuanji can feel how terrifying this three-inch small sword is?
He didn't even have the slightest thought of a hard fight, he just wanted to turn around and run for his life, avoiding the little golden sword that was shooting towards him.

As the little sword crossed the sky without a sound, the world suddenly fell silent.

It seems that everything is frozen at this moment, turning into a still ink painting.

Jiang Tong shook his head, and said calmly: "It's useless, unless your divine sense surpasses mine, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, as long as you are still on this star, you can't escape."

Seeing Yu Xuanji running away in a panic, many old immortals opened their eyes wide, unable to understand.

Thousands of meters apart, they all felt the trembling from the depths of their souls.If they get within a hundred meters, everyone has no doubt that their souls will be torn apart in an instant.

The speed of the little golden sword was very slow at the beginning, but in the end, it turned into a flash of golden light and shot straight into the sky, almost like a stream of light descending from the sky.

Seeing the little sword that was slowly catching up to him, Yu Xuanji's heart was about to burst, and he tried his best to mobilize his lifelong cultivation.

But he found that no matter how fast he was, the three-inch sword wrapped in golden light was always following closely behind him.

The little sword seemed to be shot from another world, even if Yu Xuanji used countless secret methods and taboos, he couldn't stop it.

He could only watch helplessly as the little golden sword slashed across his body soundlessly, without a trace of fireworks.

The little sword cut through Yu Xuanji and disappeared in the air, as if it had never appeared before.

Everyone didn't blink their eyes, they looked closely at Yu Xuanji who was still running away, but stopped suddenly in the air as the little sword pierced through his body.

At this moment, as if he had turned into a sculpture, he stood there motionless.

Jiang Tong withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards the banquet without looking at Yu Xuanji again.

Seeing Yu Xuanji standing in the air, his body swayed, and then he fell from the sky amidst exclamations.

The most surprising thing was that Yu Xuanji didn't have a single wound on his body, as if his whole body hadn't been hurt at all.

After falling to the ground, he lost his breath and died completely.

Kill with one hit!

Everyone couldn't help being moved, gasping for air, resounding throughout the hall.

"What's going on, how can Jiang Diye display such supernatural powers?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces full of disbelief.

Smart people know that this means that Jiang Tong didn't use all his strength to kill the seven great Huashen just now.

At the very least, none of the few magical powers known to the world have been used.

"I remember that on Jiang Diye's body, there is also a thunder mark that summons the Wanjun Thunderbolt to shatter the Hongmen Island with one blow, right?"

Some people spoke in a deep voice, their faces extremely heavy.

……

Yu Xuanji died.

When his body fell down, those who had the courage to try to check the situation, found that this person had no breath, and the dead could not die any more.

"This is Immortal Market Transformation God!"

The older generation chattered their teeth and began to stutter.

Many people didn't believe it, they quickly got up and ran to Yu Xuanji, and after checking it several times, their expressions changed.

"Really...really fallen?"

Everyone has mixed feelings in their hearts, and they can't say a word anymore.

Only Jiang Tong knew that with the top-level supernatural power of the Three-Inch Primordial Spirit, let alone Yu Xuanji, who hadn't even touched the threshold of the Earth Immortal.

Even if the earth immortals come in person, they should stay away.

Jiang Tong didn't feel well either.

After returning to the banquet, Ye Churan found that his face was pale, without a trace of blood.The aura that shook the heavens and the earth before has also dropped a bit, and it is no longer at its peak.

Not only Concubine Ye Churan and the others noticed, but many people noticed Jiang Tong's frail appearance.

In the crowd, several powerful auras shot up to the sky, tentatively approaching Jiang Tong, and lingered around him for a long time.

"really!"

The expressions of the elders changed.

As they thought, there were indeed several Avatars lurking in the crowd, but they kept their breath restrained and did not expose them.

"Humph!"

Jiang Tong looked up and looked at the sources of these breaths with a sneer. Each breath represented a Huashen.

I do not know how long it has been.

A few breaths were withdrawn abruptly, after all, he didn't dare to make a move at this time.

Someone sneered:
"Though they are smart, you must know that the thunder mark that Jiang Diye summoned Wanjun Thunderbolt to shatter Hongmen Island with one blow has never appeared before."

"Annoyed him, if the divine thunder is attracted on such an occasion, I don't think anyone can live."

Everyone's heart trembled again.

You must know that there are many ordinary people who come to watch the ceremony, not to mention those who have seen Jiang Tong smash the Hongmen Island with their own eyes, and they are well aware of the devastating scene.

Once the divine thunder falls, not to mention these ordinary people, even Huashen may not be able to stop it.

Besides, in addition to the three-inch small sword that killed the Lord of the Dragon Hall and Yu Xuanji in the air, and the Thunder Seal that smashed the island.No one knows, what cards does Jiang Diye have?
Those few secret transformation gods were probably also afraid of these things, so they didn't dare to make a move.

They didn't have much confidence in their hearts, so they beheaded Jiang Tong.

Those rumors may be true or false, but no one doubts about Jiang Diye's character.If anyone offends him, he can kill and exterminate the entire family as soon as he turns around.

Everyone knew that if those old immortals did something, Jiang Tong would have escaped today.In the future, these old immortals and the sects and aristocratic races behind them will have to turn a blind eye when they sleep at night.

Jiang Tong picked up the wine glass.

With a sneer in his mouth, he said:
"If you want to do something, Jiang can give you a chance, just come up together."

The words fell.

Needle drop could be heard all around, but no one spoke.

Those powerful auras disappeared, and they were completely absorbed back into the body.

With bitterness in Ye Churan's mouth, he looked at Jiang Tong with a flicker of eyes:

"Speaking of a degenerate god, life is alive, and a man should be like this!"