"Laha ......"

Zhao Linlong slashed out with a sword, bringing a sharp light. This sword condensed into substance, and slashed through the body of a Styx alien race like a knife cutting through butter.

"Roar!"

The Styx alien split in half, letting out a miserable scream and falling to the ground.

The audience was shocked.

"It's worthy of Zhao Linlong!"

"It's easy to kill these Styx aliens!"

The crowd looked at them in awe.

"Brother Linlong is so good!"

Zhao Lin'er clapped her hands excitedly and shouted.

The other children of the Zhao family also share honor and disgrace, and their eyebrows are dancing. Their pride is nothing more than two points, one is the powerful Zhao family behind them, and the other is Zhao Linlong.

"Don't panic!"

After slashing this alien race with a sword, Zhao Linlong's voice resounded throughout the audience, "They are not immortal existences, as long as everyone works together, they can all be driven back to the River Styx." ”

When the crowd heard this, the attack became more and more violent.

After all, this is the home of the Holy Realm, and there are a large number of martial artists. The reason why he was suppressed by the Styx alien race before was that he had never been in contact with these alien races, and he was directly beaten by the other party.

Now that I come back to my senses, can I still be afraid of these existences?

For a while, those Styx aliens were beaten and retreated.

"Roar!"

However, before these Saint Realm martial artists could be happy, they saw the spatial rift that had just calmed down fluctuate again. Countless star-patterned talismans flew up and down.

A head of the Styx alien race came out of the spatial rift.

"Oh my God!"

"Why are there so many?"

"Why is there any?"

The advantage in the number of warriors was immediately negated.

Even, the number of alien races in the River Styx even surpassed that of the Saint Realm warriors.

Even Zhao Linlong saw that his body was cold.

Unbeknownst to them, the location of this spatial passage was located downstream of the third Styx. Although it is not a place where the powerhouses of the River Styx gather, it is also a place where some predators often come to hunt.

The Styx aliens could clearly feel the smell of blood coming from the other end of the passage...... Suddenly, like a pack of wolves that see their prey, how can they not swarm?

"Ahh

A scream.

A martial artist of the Eight Realms, before he could react, was grabbed by an alien race and grabbed by his waist. Blood and internal organs were scattered all over the air, and he was completely dead on the spot.

Every alien who rushed into the crowd was like a tiger entering a flock.

Even Zhao Linlong and the others were beaten back again and again by seven or eight alien races.

Too much!

In the face of this terrifying alien race that grew up from killing, there was a sense of powerlessness in everyone's hearts.

"Brother Linlong, what should I do?"

Zhao Lin'er was even more frightened.

Originally, she just wanted to come and see these Styx aliens, but who would have thought that she would encounter such a scene.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Zhao Linlong slashed away with a sword.

With a bang, the right arm of the Styx alien was directly cut off. However, instead of being frightened by this, the other party pounced even more fiercely.

But even though he said that, everyone could see it, and Zhao Linlong was also helpless in the face of the simultaneous attacks of more than ten alien races. He was surrounded in the center, rushing left and right, but he was not able to kill him, but he was surrounded to death.

And he was so distracted that he didn't have a chance to give these Styx aliens a chance to strike a fatal blow at all.

Even he is like that, let alone anyone else?

At this moment, the screams all around continued.

These Styx aliens are like they've come to harvest life.

"Is it the only way to use it?"

Zhao Linlong subconsciously touched the sword grinding stone on his waist.

'But what about it?'

'There are so many of these Styx aliens, and there is a steady stream of killings...... The Sharpening Stone can only solve a temporary problem!'

Rumble!

As he pondered, the others began to fight as well.

A cultivator had already thrown his right hand and blasted out a seal. This seal was only the size of a palm, but after flying out, it rose at the sight of the wind, and in an instant, it grew to the size of a mountain peak.

In a crackling explosion, a Styx alien was directly crushed.

"Good!"

This scene suddenly gave everyone who were like ashes a stimulant.

Zhao Linlong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The person who made the shot, he recognized. He is also a well-known one in the Holy Realm, and the magic weapon used is refined by the 'Taiping Mountain', which took thirty-two years.

Every rock on the mountain has an inscription left by him.

But before everyone could smile on their faces, they saw that seven or eight Styx alien races had already slammed into the past after the other party blasted out of the 'Taiping Mountain', and beat the master to death with his fists and tore him apart.

The powerhouses of the Eight Realms are already invincible in the Immortal Martial Realm.

Even in the Holy Realm, it also belongs to the upper layer of the pyramid, but in front of this group of Styx aliens, it is completely reduced to food. How can this scene not be shocked? How can people not be afraid? How can people not be afraid?

"Brother Linlong, why isn't that kid Chu Jingtian here?" In despair, every extra hand can help you more. Even the people of the Zhao family, who didn't want to see Chu Jingtian, also remembered Chu Jingtian at this moment.

This guy defeated Zhao Linlong in the summit! Even if it is, even if it ...... That was when Zhao Linlong did not use all his strength, this kid still had some strength and capital.

If he makes a move, he can always relieve some pressure on everyone, right?

But after fighting for such a long time, the other party has not appeared, how can this not make everyone in the Zhao family anxious.

"Hmph, that guy might have escaped a long time ago! If he was really there, how could he not make a move?"

Zhao Lin'er clenched her little fists and snorted coldly.

"Possibly!"

Zhao Linlong's eyes sank slightly.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately angry and hateful.

"This guy is also the number one on the holy list! Doesn't he want to have a little face? Alien invasion, he actually chose to flee instead of making a move?"

"Hmph, he can't escape...... This is the mist of the River Styx, the fog does not disperse, don't even think about going out!"

"When we die, he won't want to live......"

"Sure enough, he is a bastard who came out of the aura desert, this kind of existence is not worthy of staying in the holy realm at all!"

Suddenly, bursts of shouting and scolding kept coming.

However, this burst of scolding just abruptly stopped. I saw a Styx alien like a cannonball, with a heavy afterimage, smashed to the ground, and the hard ground was smashed out of a hole by him.

Everyone was stunned.

I saw that this Styx alien race was pierced through the throat by a wind spear.

"Which one is this?"

Curious thoughts can't help but churn through my mind.

Everyone looked back and saw Chu Jingtian standing proudly in the distance. His silver hair was churning up, and his black robes were hunting. Countless spears of flames, hurricanes, and lightning hovered around him.

'Was that his hand just now?'

A doubt ran through everyone's minds.

In the eyes of everyone, or surprised, or unbelieving, or shocked, Chu Jingtian stepped out one step ahead.

The killing is about to begin!