Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

A young supreme of the Tianhuang race was killed in public.

At this moment, three old powerhouses from the Tianhuang Mansion burst out. One of them directly interfered in the duel between the younger generation, trying to break through Jun Wuxie's blood energy suppression and rescue the three youths.

"Shameless!"

The onlookers were all filled with shock and anger!

The higher-ups of the Xuanyuan and Renma clans narrowed their pupils slightly and were about to take action simultaneously.

Before they could act, they saw Jun Wuxie greet them with a punch, and surprise appeared on their faces.

The golden fist was too dazzling and blinding, more radiant than the midday sun, blooming with immeasurable golden light. The intent of soldiers and killing tore apart the sky, carrying an invincible will, piercing through the sky. With a bang, it collided with the hand of the Tianhuang race elder.

Om!

At the moment of the collision, the energy was like an aftershock, like a world-destroying torrent sweeping in all directions. The space shattered layer by layer, instantly engulfing the entire barrier created by the Small World Tree.

The entire Tianhuang Mansion was reduced to ashes under the sweep of the terrifying aftershock!

The Tianhuang Mansion elder retreated with his feet dragging along the shattered void. His hand drooped at his waist, constantly spasming, with fresh red blood flowing between his fingers, dripping down the fingertips.

"What?"

The extraterritorial cultivators in the temples and Taoist temples couldn't believe their eyes.

Those young supreme beings were trembling all over, their hearts filled with inexplicable fear, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

The older extraterritorial powerhouses were also filled with shock!

That Tianhuang race member was a powerhouse in the early stage of the Great Celestial Realm. Such a figure was actually forced back by Jun Wuxie in a head-on confrontation?

They naturally saw Jun Wuxie's realm, the middle stage of the Small Celestial Realm!

Such a realm was not considered outstanding even among the young supreme beings, and could even be said to be at the bottom. Separated from the Great Celestial Realm by two major realm barriers, it was theoretically impossible to compete with it.

But the fact was that he actually forced back a powerhouse in the early stage of the Great Celestial Realm, and his hand was even bleeding!

"Bastard!"

The two elders behind him were shocked and angry, their eyes cold. One of them suddenly advanced to Jun Wuxie's front like a teleport, his palms and fingers surrounded by runes, and the aura of the wilderness engulfed the world. His palms and fingers covered down, suppressing him.

"Awoo!"

At this moment, a golden light flashed, and a roar shattered thousands of miles of clouds. The sound waves swept out, impacting the faces of the three old powerhouses of the Tianhuang race, causing their muscles to sink deeply.

Almost at the same time, before the elder who had attacked could react, a bloody mouth fell and covered his entire head.

Everyone felt terrified!

It was a golden mastiff, majestic and mighty, with a terrifying ferocity. It bit the head of the Tianhuang race powerhouse, shook its neck violently a few times. Amidst heart-wrenching screams, blood splattered.

The body of the Tianhuang race elder was thrown away, but the head remained in the mouth of the golden mastiff.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the severed neck spurted out hot blood, the scene deeply impacting everyone's eyes.

At this time, the Golden Mastiff King swallowed the head in one gulp. Its golden eyes locked onto the remaining two elders of the Tianhuang race, scaring them so much that their bodies were icy cold, their legs trembled, and their bodies shook like a sieve. Their faces were pale, and they were about to collapse to the ground.

"You dare to run here and act wildly with just a few Great Celestial Realm cultivators?"

The Mastiff King spoke human words, his voice deep and majestic, and his aura swept out, causing the two elders to be unable to withstand it and almost kneel on the spot!

"That golden mastiff is so strong!"

The Renma race's old ancestor revealed a look of shock, and the Xuanyuan race's higher-ups in the distance were also shocked.

The energy dormant in the golden mastiff's body was like an abyss, boundless!

What realm is this, the pinnacle of the Extreme Celestial Realm?

"You… who are you, beast king, why do you want to help the Chaos Body of the Emperor Beginning Star?" The Tianhuang race elder tried to calm himself, but said sternly: "Do you know the status of our Tianhuang race in the starry sky? We rule the Tianhuang Ancient Star and rank among the top thirty cultivation civilizations under the starry sky. There are a large number of Extreme Celestial Realm powerhouses in the clan, and none of them are weaker than you! Have you ever thought about the consequences of opposing our Tianhuang race?"

"Ranked in the top thirty? I thought you were ranked first, daring to run to my dynasty and act wildly!" Jun Wuxie sneered and stepped forward, patted the Mastiff King, and said: "Those two guys are very noisy, kill them."

The Mastiff King roared, disappearing from the spot like golden lightning.

The next moment, a shrill scream resounded through the capital, echoing endlessly in the world.

People saw that one of the two elders of the Tianhuang race fell into the Mastiff King's bloody mouth, and his entire body was torn apart. The bright red blood was particularly enchanting in the setting sun.

The remaining powerhouse was frightened out of his wits, turned around and wanted to run, but was caught up by the Mastiff King, who pressed him in the air with one claw. Its sharp teeth tore him into pieces in two or three strokes.

The entire capital was silent, an unprecedented silence.

People even held their breath.

This scene was too shocking.

Those were three powerhouses of the Great Celestial Realm, two of whom had the pinnacle realm of the Great Celestial Realm, but they were torn apart alive like this!

Huang Yu and the two young supreme beings who were suppressed by the golden blood energy were now completely paralyzed on the ground, trembling like a sieve.

Their pupils dilated, their eyes filled with horror. They were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were cracked, and their souls were gone.

"How is it, are you still arrogant now?"

Jun Wuxie looked down at them and stepped on Huang Yu's face.

Huang Yu endured the heart-wrenching humiliation, knowing that he would die today. The horror in his eyes gradually turned into ferociousness and madness. He hysterically roared: "You surnamed Jun, dare to oppose my Tianhuang race like this. When the Holy Son arrives one day, he will surely let you die without a burial place! The entire city will be turned into ruins under the Holy Son's anger, you wait, hahaha!"

"Stubborn?"

Jun Wuxie pierced through his cave with one finger. Seeing the true energy leaking from Huang Yu's body, his heart moved slightly. He stretched out his hand and sucked, forcibly stripping out his ancient blood origin from his body.

Ah!!

Huang Yu screamed continuously, howling in pain, his face filled with despair and resentment.

Jun Wuxie kicked him into the air, fixing him there. The golden blood energy evolved into a blade, cruelly cutting his flesh, and pieces of flesh and blood fell, the scene was cruel and bloody.

He secretly asked the Small World Tree to hang on to his last breath, and publicly dismembered him.

Huang Yu's screams were too miserable, wanting to die but unable to. This torture exceeded the limit he could endure.

He finally collapsed.

"Give me a quick death, kill me, I beg you to kill me!"

Huang Yu begged for mercy loudly, the unbearable pain made him give up his dignity, only wanting to be freed from the torture.

Jun Wuxie ignored him at all, shaved off all the flesh from his body, leaving only the skeleton besides the internal organs.

Huang Yu fainted from the pain several times, but he was forcibly awakened, and then began to gouge out his internal organs.

Finally, in the torture of a full half an hour, Huang Yu was tortured to death alive, the pain caused his soul to collapse and his entire head exploded.

That said, such a young supreme being would not be tortured to death because of the pain of flesh and blood.

However, Jun Wuxie asked the Small World Tree to suppress his resistance to pain and amplify his pain.

Such cruel methods frightened the extraterritorial cultivators in the temples and Taoist temples into silence. They did not dare to breathe, their hearts were uneasy, worried about their situation, fearing that Jun Wuxie would clean up the Tianhuang Mansion and then come to clean them up.

The monks in the temples and the Taoists in the Taoist temples, while Jun Wuxie's attention was still on the people of the Tianhuang race, quietly wanted to run away.

As a result, a green transparent light curtain instantly covered their temples and Taoist temples, and no matter how they impacted, it was difficult to break through.

Jun Wuxie returned to the two young supreme beings of the Tianhuang race. The two had already been frightened out of their wits, looking at him in horror. Facing his approach, they crawled on the ground in horror, using both hands and feet.

"Spare us, we were wrong, please don't torture us, give us a quick death!"

They completely collapsed. Huang Yu's miserable appearance was still vivid in their minds, and the tragic bones were still nailed in the air. They couldn't imagine how terrible it would be if they also suffered such torture.

Jun Wuxie pointed and swiped, and the heads of the two were cut open. With a scream, they fell straight to the ground and died instantly.

He stripped their origins and preserved them.

He and the people around him naturally don't need these origins, but in the future, they may be given to Ling Qingyu for fusion.

Anyway, the people are killed, and it would be a waste not to strip the origins.

At this time, the monks and Taoists were still frantically bombarding the Small World Tree barrier. Seeing that Jun Wuxie had completely solved the people of the Tianhuang race, they all stopped their movements and looked at him with horrified and uneasy eyes.

"Jun… Sect Master Jun, we have no grievances with you, you… what do you want to do?"

Seeing Jun Wuxie approaching, the monks in the temples and the Taoists in the Taoist temples changed their faces drastically.

"What a no grievance." Jun Wuxie stood in the air and looked down at them, and said: "Running to my dynasty's capital to hurt my dynasty's people, forcibly establishing strongholds here, brainwashing my dynasty's people, do you say there is hatred or not?"

"We… we are just here to preach!"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, saving all living beings, eliminating the suffering of the world, is a great act of kindness, Sect Master Jun must not misunderstand." The monks in the temple put their hands together, with a solemn treasure, and said this.

"To save others, you must first save yourself. Have you saved your suffering? It's better to let me save you for a while." The muscles on the faces of those monks twitched, and they declared the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Sect Master Jun must not create more killings, which will harm the heavens and harmony. The grievances in your heart should be put down as soon as possible. We are all followers of the Buddha, how can we fight against others, if Sect Master Jun wants to challenge, we cannot accept it, the Buddha will blame us."

"When you fought against the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of my Xuanyuan clan some time ago, why didn't you say that the Buddha would blame you?"

"That was then, this is now. The other day was to promote Buddhism and save all living beings, but today, fighting with your sect leader would simply be reckless and violent. We monks would never do such a thing, so I hope your sect leader won't insist. If your sect leader really doesn't want us to promote Buddhism here, we can just leave. Why resort to fighting?…"

Upon hearing this, the crowd cursed the shameless bald donkey inwardly.

When they were strong before, they didn't say things like that.

Now that they know they can't win and are afraid of death, they can shamelessly engage in double standards.

When they can win, it's to promote Buddhism; when they can't win, it's reckless and violent, and they can't fight.

"Well, that makes sense," Jun Wuxie nodded, then stepped forward, arriving above the temple. The vast intent of his soldiers caused the young monks to change color. "It seems you haven't figured it out. In my dynasty's capital, I follow my own rules!"

"Amitabha, Sect Leader Jun…"

"A duel between peers. If you win, you can leave safely. If you lose, you all must die! Of course, you can choose not to fight, and I will slaughter you all right now."

Instantly, the monks inside the temple looked as gloomy as if water could drip from their faces.

"Fight or not?"

Jun Wuxie roared. His intent of soldiers, like invisible sword energy, pressed against the necks of the young monks, while the Golden Mastiff King beside him locked onto several elderly monks.

"Fight!" The elderly monks inside the temple had no choice but to agree, saying, "How about we fight again at noon tomorrow?"

"Then it will be noon tomorrow."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he looked towards the Taoist temple. "Your choice?"

"Immeasurable Life Buddha!" The Taoists' faces were filled with extreme reluctance as they said, "We also choose to fight!"

"Very good, then prepare well. I'll allow you all to come at me together."

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he scanned the entire city, flicked his fingers, and golden light shone everywhere.

Golden blood energy transformed into countless golden threads, sinking into every corner of the city. Immediately, there were bursts of screams.

Hundreds of thousands of people were entangled by his blood energy threads, bound into the air, struggling in terror there.