"Lord Shakti, have you broken through to the late stage of Lord Tongtian?"

In the high-level of the sect, someone asked in a weak voice, his body trembled, and his expression was panicked.

"Hmph! This seat has indeed broken through, but you have disappointed me so much, you have turned back so quickly!" Emperor Shakti sneered and said.

"Lord Shakti, it's none of our business, it's all the Ghost Ling who persecuted us!

Several high-ranking members of the sect left the Ghost Feather team and approached the Emperor Shakti, with a flattering smile on their faces, and began to show their loyalty to the Emperor Shakti.

Ghost Ling's face changed slightly, these few high-level members of the sect who left were quite powerful, and they were considered to be among the top in the sect, but they turned back so quickly.

Moreover, he also found that many high-ranking people in the team were also in a commotion, their eyes flickering, and it was obvious that they had been shocked by the power of Emperor Shakti, and they had become panicked.

Poof!

Poof!

……

Suddenly, the few high-ranking members of the sect who were close to Emperor Shakti, when they walked to the next place next to Emperor Shakti, their eyes all showed a look of horror, and they even exploded into a cloud of blood mist one after another, and the dead could no longer die.

"I don't like to accept traitors! Since you betrayed me once, there is only one way to die, and it is useless to regret it!"

Emperor Shakti was very domineering, his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of pride, and he wiped out several high-ranking sect leaders with a wave of his hand.

In the Ghost Ling team, the remaining wavering sect leaders trembled after seeing the fate of those people, and they didn't dare to contact Emperor Shakti.

"Ghost Ling, don't roll over and die!"

Emperor Shakti squinted at Oni Ling, his face full of disdain.

He naturally saw that the cultivation of the ghost feather was just the creator, and in his eyes, such cultivation was an ant-like existence, and it was not in his eyes at all.

Ghost Ling was very calm, and said lightly: "Emperor Shakti, I don't need to make a move to deal with you, my friend will naturally kill you for me!"

Emperor Shakti laughed, very rampant, he looked at Ghost Ling with idiotic eyes, and said, "You can really blow! However, I don't have the patience to talk nonsense with you, just give me death!"

Impatient, Emperor Shakti reached out with his right hand and grabbed it directly at Oni Ling.

The high-level members of the sect who were standing behind Ghost Ling, when they saw Emperor Shitian's move, scattered one after another, and all of them ran away, leaving only the middle-aged man disguised by Ghost Ling and Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen stepped out and punched out, this punch, he instantly burst out all the power of the Pangu Holy Body, and the surface of his fist exuded a crystal clear light, very bright, as smooth and flawless as jade.

Emperor Shakti was originally unconcerned, but the moment he felt Zhuo Wen's punch, his face suddenly changed.

Bang!

The fists and palms touched, bursting with terrifying energy, and countless winds swept through.

Emperor Shakti snorted, his right palm exploded, blood splattered, and he retreated again and again, but it was Zhuo Wen, standing still, his eyes calm.

The two fought each other, as fast as lightning and flint, Zhuo Wen did not move like a mountain, but Emperor Shakti was his right palm shattered and retreated, and he stood tall.

Zhuo Wen's gaze became solemn, and he felt that he still underestimated Emperor Shakti.

Emperor Shakti didn't exert all his strength, just a random blow, and he did it with all his might.

He thought that he would directly bombard and annihilate Emperor Shakti with all his strength, but he didn't expect that it would only blow up one of his palms, and the injuries suffered by Emperor Shakti were not particularly serious.

This made Zhuo Wen feel very dignified, knowing that Emperor Shakti was by no means an ordinary late-stage powerhouse of the Heavenly Lord, and was already a powerhouse comparable to the peak of the Holy Lord of the Wu Clan.

At the beginning, although Zhuo Wen relied on the Pangu Holy Body to completely suppress the Wu Shenya, he did not have the ability to completely destroy the Wu Shenya, and finally relied on the Pangu Holy Power to destroy the Wu Shenya.

And this Emperor Shakti is very powerful, which makes Zhuo Wen very cautious, knowing that he must not be careless in a battle with Emperor Shakti.

Everyone around them fell silent, and their eyes involuntarily fell on Zhuo Wen, feeling incredible.

Emperor Shakti came strongly, breaking through two heaven-level arrays in a row, extremely powerful, and thought that the Ten Peerless Yin Corpse Sect was unmatched.

But the inconspicuous middle-aged man beside Ghost Ling suddenly burst into a powerful battle force, confronting Emperor Shakti and shattering Emperor Shakti's palm.

In the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect, everyone who was originally panicked was relieved, they knew that there was such a strong person around Ghost Ling, and they really didn't have to be afraid of Emperor Shakti.

"Who are you?"

Emperor Shakti looked at Zhuo Wen with an ugly face, he looked up and down, for some reason, he always felt that the middle-aged man in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling.

At this moment, Shakti's shattered right hand began to recover gradually, and finally became a complete palm.

Zhuo Wen watched this scene deeply, he had long known that the Emperor Shakti's recovery power was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

His Pangu Holy Body recovery power is already perverted enough, but if he is like Emperor Shakti, who can recover immediately, Zhuo Wen obviously can't compare.

Zhuo Wen was very surprised, what kind of physique Emperor Shakti was, as if he couldn't beat Di Xiaoqiang, even his soul had been destroyed before, and he could actually come back to life.

Now the resilience is even more terrifying, which makes Zhuo Wen feel incredible.

"It doesn't matter who I am! the important thing is that if you trespass on the Ten Peerless Yin Corpse Sect, then I will take your life!"

Zhuo Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense with Emperor Shakti, and his whole body burst out with crystal clear light, which swept out like an arrow from the string, and he was in a big battle with Emperor Shakti in an instant.

The battle between the two was very fierce, Zhuo Wen's whole body was crystal clear, and the blue vertical marks in the center of Emperor Shakti's eyebrows flickered, bursting out with blue light, and every time they collided, it was as if the sky was falling apart, which was really terrifying.

But Shakti was aggrieved because he was suppressed from the beginning.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, the horror of the middle-aged man's body in front of him was beyond his imagination, it was too powerful, and he was completely pressed and beaten.

After a while, Shakti was covered in scars, blood splattered, and his hair was disheveled, and he was very embarrassed.

There was even a time when Emperor Shakti was caught by Zhuo Wen, and one of his arms was directly torn off.

But the Emperor Shakti's physique was indeed amazingly terrifying, and the torn arm, in just ten breaths, actually grew back in just ten breaths.

However, Zhuo Wen could see that it took a lot of energy to be reborn with a broken arm, and after each rebirth of the broken arm, the combat power of Emperor Shakti decreased, and then he was attacked by Zhuo Wen, which was extremely embarrassing.

Bang!

A figure fell from mid-air and slammed into the ground, smashing into a deep humanoid hole.

In the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect, everyone couldn't help but look at the pit, and they saw Emperor Shakti lying on his back in the pit in embarrassment.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, was like a god, suspended in mid-air, looking down at the Emperor Shakti in the pit, his eyes cold and ruthless.