The golden light in the sky all gathered on Zhou Tong.

Everyone saw his aura suddenly surge, and after reaching a certain limit, it began to converge and return to nothingness.

Zhou Tong now looks like an ordinary person.

However, only the most sensitive and powerful can perceive that he has a power within him that is enough to destroy the world.

"Thank you all, please leave it to me."

With a wave of his hand, the blood and energy around him were easily dispelled, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"We are no longer able to fight. From now on, we can only rely on you, Master Keqing."

Several semi-saints said with a wry smile, slowly falling from mid-air. Except for the Queen, they were already exhausted and it was time for them to leave.

"That's all..."

Zhao Wutan looked at Zhou Tong with a relaxed expression.

Although Zhou Tong did become stronger by gathering everyone's strength, he definitely did not return to the level of a saint.

In that case, I am invincible.

"It's just a futile struggle. You can't be my opponent."

He said proudly, clenching his right hand into a fist, with his thumb pointed towards himself, assuming a condescending attitude.

"roar…"

The ten blood slaves felt their master's confidence and became extremely arrogant.

One of them flashed and came in front of Zhou Tong, turned its palm into a claw, and slapped his crown hard.

"Boom!" "Bang!"

Only two loud explosions were heard, shaking the void. It turned out that Zhou Tong had thrown a punch and hit the target.

The blood slave didn't even have a chance to resist. Its body suddenly swelled up and exploded.

Everyone was horrified and stared blankly at the sky.

Killed the semi-saint in one strike!

What a terrifying power this is! I'm afraid he has already returned to the ranks of saints!

"go!!"

Zhao Wuotian's expression turned ugly in an instant, and with a command, the other blood slaves attacked one after another.

At this moment Zhou Tong moved. He rushed across like a gust of wind, sweeping forward and stirring up a golden hurricane!

The blood slave who was hit first was thrown away, his body twisted and he vomited blood. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.

Zhou Tong came in front of two of them and attacked them with heavy blows.

Only two popping sounds were heard, and the head of one of them exploded, and the other one was pierced through the body and exploded to death.

In a split second, he kicked the injured blood slave in the air, breaking him into two pieces.

At the same time, his hand knife fell and beheaded the nearest one on the spot!

In a flash, five blood slaves died!

That person is comparable to a semi-saint, and a very powerful one among the semi-saints!

However, in front of Zhou Tong, it was like paper and broke into pieces with the slightest touch. It was extremely fragile.

“Roar…”

The remaining five did not dare to move forward and kept a sufficient distance from Zhou Tong.

Immediately afterwards, they attacked at the same time, blood intertwined, and delivered a horrific blow.

Zhou Tong stood where he was, motionless as he was hit head-on. The void where he was was shattered into pieces, raising a huge fog.

The hazy chaos exuded an aura of absolute destruction that made people dare not look directly at it.

"Hahaha... This is too much, right? Even for you, it's impossible to be completely..."

Before he could finish his words, a wave of extreme heat arose, instantly evaporating his blood.

"Sword of Destruction, Nan, Remnant Fire!"

A tornado of fire swept across the void, and heat waves surged, burning the remaining blood slaves, causing them to scream miserably.

"Sword of the West, Sword of Gold!"

Zhou Tong stepped out from the haze and used his most powerful sword move!

Under this absolute killing move, the blood slaves had no power to resist, and four of them were killed in one blow.

The last one left was still in shock and ignored Zhao Wutan's orders and ran away.

"Where can you escape to?"

Zhou Tong took a step forward, as if reversing time and space, and stood in front of the opponent.

The breath exploded, and the blood slave was shaken off, falling downwards like a meteorite.

The light was stimulating again, and Zhou Tong teleported again, blocking its way.

"Go to hell."

At this moment, a look of fear appeared on the blood slave's stiff face, and then he was kicked to death.

In less than fifty breaths, all ten slaves fell. Zhou Tong looked calm and displayed pure violence to the world.

"We've been watching the show for so long, now it's your turn."

Zhou Tong locked up Zhao Wutian and prepared to kill him.

"Just you?"

Zhao Wutian laughed and said, "Those little things are just a part of my strength. Don't think you are so great!"

He stared at the boy in front of him, still full of confidence: "Your strength has indeed increased dramatically, but it is still not enough to be my opponent..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Tong disappeared in front of him.

"Want to launch a sneak attack? What wishful thinking!"

Zhao Wutan slapped forward with his palm, and the bloody handprint covered the sky and the sun, but it only shattered Zhou Tong's shadow.

"This is impossible!"

Before the shock could appear on his face, he suffered a heavy blow. Zhou Tong's fist pierced his abdomen!

“Ahhh…”

Zhao Wutan screamed loudly, exerted all his strength to get rid of Zhou Tong, and retreated quickly to the rear.

"This monster!"

He cursed secretly, finally realizing the difference in strength.

"You can only be proud of this moment!"

He said viciously.

"I have the origin of the demon race, and I have a large formation to protect my body. I can absorb blood and energy to replenish myself, and I am still getting stronger."

"And your borrowed power won't last long. When that happens, you'll die."

"In that case, why not just defeat you directly!" Zhou Tong chuckled.

"Six-in-one Destruction Sword!"

He didn't care at all and a black sword condensed in his palm.

"Earth Sword, Hell Furnace!"

The black sword pierced into the void, and in an instant, it was like opening the door to hell.

Countless skeletons emerged from the cracks in space, surrounded by black flames, and surrounded Zhao Wutan.

"What is this?"

Zhao Wutan's pupils trembled and he was soon entangled by the skeleton. The black flame caused great harm to him.

He roared, and large pieces of skin fell off, followed by blood and flesh, which damaged his origin.

This black flame is pure netherworld energy that specifically suppresses vitality. Even the vitality of the demons cannot resist it.

"You all go to hell!"

He burst into breath, and was about to chop all these skeletons to death.

But soon after, flesh and blood began to grow on the skeleton, and that familiar appearance reflected in Zhao Wuotian's pupils, making him feel like he was struck by lightning.

These people are clearly members of Tiandao Mansion!

"Master...save us...please!!"

While he was stunned, the skeleton easily tore open his body and blood flowed.

“Aaaaaaah!!!”

Zhao Wutan's face was grim, and he let out a roar that was unclear whether it was pain or anger.

"Heavenly Sword! Cut in two!"

At this moment, a terrifying sword force erupted, and Zhou Tong delivered his strongest blow, destroying everything in front of him!

Wipe it cleanly!