The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Everyone present understood that this Yang Qiu who looked like an ordinary person was too powerful. He had far exceeded the limits of their imagination.    

Heavenly Immortal?    

Golden Immortal?    

Heavens!    

The Supreme Holy Hall was going to get rid of something big today!    

In the void, those Mahayana Period warriors who were standing there had complicated looks in their eyes, and their bodies were trembling. Yang Qiu had used his mind to seal the area with a radius of ten thousand miles. This alone was the limit of their imagination.    

A single thought was already so powerful. If he attacked, what kind of effect would he have?    

Yang Qiu didn't want to bully others, but he had to make the Supreme Holy Hall pay with blood today.    

The Extreme Heaven Sect was his home. Not even a dog was left behind. What kind of means was this?    

At Yang Qiu's level, Saints were ruthless. Not to mention a single person, even the destruction of a Star Domain and the lives of billions of people were just a speck of dust. This was the so-called heartless Heavenly Dao.    

However, Yang Qiu couldn't do it.    

He couldn't be heartless, and he didn't want to be heartless either.    

He wasn't the Heavenly Dao. He wasn't a saint. He was just an ordinary person with flesh and blood.    

If he was a human, he would have feelings. And he had come to this day, he had relied on his obsession, on what he had relied on. It was love.    

The Supreme Holy Hall had destroyed his entire family. Then, of course, he was going to wipe out the entire Supreme Holy Hall.    

His divine sense covered the entire Supreme Holy Hall, and then. . . There were only a few big cats and a few small cats in the Supreme Holy Hall. Besides the dozens of dead warriors at the entrance, there were only a few hundred Golden Core Stage warriors. The leader was none other than Lan Ruoshui who he was looking for.    

Lan Ruoshui was a dignified middle-aged man, but today, he seemed to know something, and a resolute expression emerged on his face. Behind him was the strongest one. It was actually just a Nascent Soul cultivator.    

Yang Qiu's eyes were terrifyingly calm. He slowly walked forward and passed through the huge square in front of the entrance of the Supreme Holy Hall. After that, he arrived at the main hall in front of the entrance of the Supreme Holy Hall.    

There was no expression on his face, and there was no monstrous killing intent on his body. However, that calmness made everyone's body stiffen, and they didn't even make a sound of discussion.    

Lan Ruoshui's eyes were fixed on Yang Qiu. He was about to speak, but Yang Qiu didn't give him the chance to speak. He simply stretched out his right hand.    

The two of them were separated. There was still a distance of at least a hundred meters between them. Lan Ruoshui was a Peak Of Mahayana Stage warrior, and she was also the current Palace Master of the Supreme Holy Hall. Her reputation and strength were definitely number one in the Cultivation Realm.    

However, Yang Qiu merely stretched out his hand. This number one figure in the Cultivation Realm was lifted up like a chicken.    

It was as if a rope had been tied around her neck. Lan Ruoshui struggled with all her might. Her face turned red, and she let out a series of painful cries.    

"Ahhhhh. . . Ahhhhh!"    

It was as if her throat had been choked by an iron hoop. There was only fear left on Lan Ruoshui's face. Both of his feet were in the air, and he kept kicking. His face was red, and he could not speak at all.    

Yang Qiu did not even move his eyebrows. He just said lightly:    

"You can die as you want to kill my master!"    

After saying that, he waved his right hand. The dignified palace master of Supreme Holy Hall was nailed to the void like a piece of trash. * Chi La * His clothes were torn into pieces.    

It was just a thought. Lan Ruoshui, who was usually feared by everyone in the Cultivation Realm, was now completely naked.    

This was an insult.    

This was an absolute humiliation.    

Furthermore, Lan Ruoshui had fallen to the ground from midair, completely naked. Her entire body was dripping with blood, and her head was full of bumps.    

"You!! You. . . Are simply. . . !"    

Lan Ruoshui was shocked and furious. Being humiliated like this in front of tens of thousands of people, he would not have any face to speak of even if he was alive.    

"Me? What's wrong with me? What is this to you? A thousand cuts? Extracting his heart and digging out his liver? No!"    

Yang Qiu's gaze was still calm as he looked at Lan Ruoshui and said softly:    

"Among the torture you will suffer, those are just child's play! You will know how it is called living a life worse than death. Even if you die, I will pull your soul out of the Netherworld and let you be reborn! "    

Lan Ruoshui's body trembled. He stared at Yang Qiu and said in a terrified tone.    

"You. . . Who are you? You are definitely not that little bastard. How can you be so powerful?"    

Yang Qiu didn't waste any time and said in a soft voice.    

"Listen, where is the backer of your Supreme Holy Hall? Where are the disciples and elders of your Supreme Holy Hall? Tell me, I can make you suffer less! "    

Lan Ruoshui's body couldn't help but tremble.    

He did not doubt Yang Qiu's words at all. Even when he destroyed the Extreme Heaven Sect, he wasn't afraid of anything. But now, he was truly afraid!    

Yang Qiu's power was beyond his imagination.    

He had never been in the hands of a cultivator or a single person. He had experienced such a terrifying Qi before.    

Not even the backer behind him.    

No wonder the Exalted Immortal had asked him to come out.    

It was obvious that. . . It was that Exalted Immortal! The Immortal had sensed something, and had sent him here to die!    

Thinking of this, Lan Ruoshui's heart was filled with regret.    

Why did he want to annihilate the entire Extreme Heaven Sect?    

Why did he have to believe the words of that Immortal?    

Lan Ruoshui looked at Yang Qiu in horror. Cold sweat was constantly seeping out of his forehead, but he knew that he had no way to turn back. The only thing he could rely on was his backer.    

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely:    

"Yang Qiu, don't be so arrogant. Do you know. . . "    

Yang Qiu smiled faintly. He didn't even make any movements. He simply pressed his palm toward the void.    

The area within a thousand mile radius was the core of Supreme Holy Hall, but all of a sudden, everything within a thousand mile radius was turned into nothingness.    

It was the true nothingness, not even a speck of dust was left behind!    

All the Mahayana Period warriors were scared witless, while Lan Ruoshui looked at all of this with extreme shock, completely petrified.    

What kind of divine ability was this?    

Heavens!    

"Very good! If you don't say it, I will!"    

Yang Qiu's figure soared into the sky. His speed was indescribable, and this wasn't even one billionth of his strength.    

Right now, even if he wanted to destroy the entire Cultivation Realm, it would be a piece of cake for him.    

A deep voice sounded in the void.    

"Do you want to run away?"    

The entire Cultivation Realm suddenly trembled. Everyone, no matter what kind of existence it was, suddenly felt as if an eye had opened in the sky.    

Under the gaze of the eye, there was nothing that could hide from it.    

All the cultivators in the Cultivation Realm were trembling with fear. Even the countless spirit beasts were terrified.    

"Heavens, the heavens have changed! Who the hell is this person!? He's so powerful?"    

. . . "This is simply earth-shattering!!"    

"He must have rushed over to the Supreme Holy Hall. Something must have happened there!"    

Above the ruins of the Supreme Holy Hall, many miserable figures were pulled out from the void by an unknown force.    

In an instant, the sky was filled with a hundred thousand people. These people were the entire Supreme Holy Hall.    

Standing in the middle of this group was a middle-aged Daoist wearing a Daoist robe. He had red lips and white teeth.    

The aura exuded from this middle-aged Daoist was incomparably powerful. He was a Standard Saint.    

And beneath him was a golden lotus platform.    

Behind this middle-aged Daoist, a golden divine soul soared into the sky, emitting waves of grand, holy, and dignified aura that made people want to prostrate themselves in worship.    

Killing intent flashed across Yang Qiu's eyes.