"What a stupid native." The other saints smiled and shook their heads. Long Ritian is their father and god, and he is very protective of his shortcomings. Let alone killing people, even if hundreds of thousands of people here are killed, they will not be blamed.

It''s ridiculous that these natives are still fearless. I really don''t know who gave them courage, Liang Jingru. But the saint did not make another move, but looked into the air.

...Tian Ji lowered his head and looked at his chest, then slowly raised his head to look at Long Ritian.

"Cough..." A mouthful of blood coughed out.

"What kind of power is this?" Long Ritian smiled: "The power to kill."

"Murdering... what a power to kill, old man... it''s not wrong to lose!"

"Cough cough..." Tian Ji coughed up a mouthful of blood again and brought out some internal organs. He lost, he couldn''t catch a single move, he lost completely, everything in his body was shattered, his soul was also annihilated, and now only the last trace of soul consciousness remained.

"Cough cough... I hope, you can keep the inheritance of the Tianzhu sect!" Tian Ji stared at Long Ritian and said slowly.

After speaking, his body fell down uncontrollably.

"Sect...Sect Master..." The disciple below shouted in shock.

"How is it possible, the Sect Master actually lost!"

"Sect Master lost, what about us?"

"Heavenly Sect is over." Some disciples were paralyzed on the ground, their eyes blank. As for the disciples who just said that the sect master had won and mocked the saints, their bodies were trembling, and when they looked at the eyes of the saints, they suddenly urinated.

"Bang bang bang..." I saw the disciples kneel one after another.

"We were wrong. What I just said didn''t go through the brain. I hope the adults will treat me as a fart."

"I''m sorry, my lord, please let us go." One by one began to beg for mercy.

"Tsk tsk, really able to bend and stretch."

"Really." The two saints smiled and waved their hands.

"Puff puff..." A few bloods flew up, accompanied by a few arms.

"Ah ah..." The disciples who had their arms cut off screamed and rolled around while covering their wounds.

This made the person watching it tremble, and no amount of careful thought was hidden. In the sky, Long Ritian glanced down and didn''t speak, and his consciousness swept down quickly, but he didn''t find the bald man in black last time.

He frowned and flew towards a mountain peak. Falling to the top of the mountain, there is a great hall on it.

There are two middle-aged people in front of the main hall. They are both deputy sect masters of the Tianxing Sect.

The faces of the two middle-aged men were not very good. They looked at Long Ritian with horror in their eyes.

"Don''t be nervous." Long Ritian flashed his body and instantly appeared behind them, said lightly. When they heard this coming from behind, a cold air rushed from their feet to their foreheads.

"Gulu..." Tianhong swallowed and asked without daring to turn his head.

"I don''t know, Your Excellency, what are your orders?"

"Where is the bald head?" Long Ritian said lightly.

"What... what bald head?" Tianhong didn''t react for a while, and was a little puzzled.

"Did Your Excellency mean Dahetian?" Tianshui said.

"Where is he?"

"He''s in Yutian City." Tianshui said quickly, he already felt that Long Ritian''s tone was a bit cold, but he didn''t want to anger the star killer.

"Lead the way." Long Ritian said.

"Okay!" The two said quickly, and neither dared to resist, without any dignity. They don''t want to die either. After all, they''ve lived for so long, and they haven''t seen the strength of the second realm and the first realm, so they are reluctant to die.