Most Conceited War God

A shocking pressure covered the area of the Green Cloud Mountain like dark clouds. An enormous pressure swept out.    

Above the skies of the Green Cloud Mountain, the dark clouds were churning as a ferocious figure sat atop the dark clouds.    

"It's time for your Qing-Yun disciples."    

The monk, who was sitting on the black dragon, opened his eyes apathetically as he scanned his surroundings with a ferocious gaze. Soon after, he looked down coldly at the Qing-Yun Sect disciple who was making a ruckus below and suddenly slapped the black dragon.    

"Big brother, it's bad, that monk is going to make a move."    

"Damn it! Quickly go and stop him!"    

The expressions of Yao Xuan and the other two greatly changed as they looked at the black dragon that was descending from the sky. On top of the black dragon, the figure of the monk was as heavy as a boulder.    

The sound of wind breaking could be heard as the monk turned his head indifferently. With a thought, the black dragon roared and swung its tail toward the three Medicine Sect elders' whips, bringing along a shocking whizzing sound.    

Boom!    

The tail energy of the black dragon, which had gathered all the strength in its body, suddenly erupted. It carried the speed of thunder, but did not give the three Medicine Sect Elders any time to react, and directly landed on the bodies of the three people rushing over.    

Bang.    

Three figures that were rushing over were instantly sent flying and were then forced to flee in a sorry state.    

Roar!    

The black dragon opened its bloody maw as a bloody storm swept across the area. It then slammed into a group of Qing-Yun disciples that were still in a state of turmoil.    

"Haha, I really can't take a single blow."    

The bloody storm spread out from the Black Dragon's mouth and turned into a black wind that smashed into the disciples on the Azure Cloud Mountain. The faces of the disciples changed wherever the black wind passed by, and they were directly sent flying as they fell to the side of the mountain.    

Although these black winds did not have a substantial killing power, they contained a tyrannical corrosive force. When it touched the body, even the spiritual energy would be corroded along with it.    

"If you know what's good for you, then prepare some good wine for me. I was a little tired from the great battle just now. If you serve me well, then I can spare myself from slaughter!"    

"Also, when the time comes, obediently hand over the Immortal Execution Sword and give it to me. Otherwise, this monk will not guarantee that there will be any survivors here."    

As the eerie laughter of San Shi reached the ears of the Qing-Yun disciples, the faces of the Qing-Yun disciples were filled with rage.    

"What is it? Are you unconvinced? "    

The monk glanced around and saw the expressions of a few Clear Cloud Sect disciples change drastically. They were clearly resisting, and with a loud scream, he waved his hand and a suction force lifted the disciples up. He grabbed them and held them down, then he opened his hand and shook it.    

Boom, boom.    

The disciples' faces turned pale and they hit the ground. The ground gave out a dull sound and they immediately fell into a coma.    

"Haha, in front of a true expert, you're truly too weak. Therefore, for the safety of all the disciples in your sect, obediently cooperate."    

Monk Shi's ferocious eyes swept over the crowd of disciples. After which, he suddenly heard a scream that came from a certain area where the female disciple had cried out in fear.    

"Yes, all of you come here. Bring some good wine and serve me well. I can guarantee that I won't kill any of the disciples here!"    

A somewhat obscure cold smile surfaced on Monk's face when he heard those few lovely cries. His eyes were vicious as he eyed the female disciples whom he had locked on to. Seeing that they had timidly stepped back, he waved his hand and directly grabbed them.    

Buzz.    

The powerful suction force from the Spiritual Aura swept across the area. Three to five female disciples were lifted up forcefully without the slightest resistance before directly throwing them onto the body of the black dragon.    

"Haha, I will bear the wine myself. Next, I will have all of you serve me well. If there is even the slightest bit of inadequacy, hmph, don't blame me for being merciless."    

With a tap of his foot, the black dragon roared. As the black clouds churned, it soared into the sky.    

"Damn it!"    

On the Green Cloud Mountain, the angry cries of the disciples could be heard. Each and every one of their eyes were dark as they stared at the monk sitting on the black dragon's body in midair. Their fists were tightly clenched while their eyes were ice-cold.    

On the black dragon, the monk waved his hand and a table appeared from within the mustard seed crystal. On the table, there was a sumptuous feast.    

At this moment, behind the Black Dragon's body, three to five female disciples were curled up in fear.    

"Haha, come here, serve me well, two for me, three for me. If you entertain this monk well, this monk will definitely not kill a single disciple of your Qing-Yun Sect."    

The monk's fierce gaze carried a friendly look. His distorted face was even more ferocious, causing the female disciples to not dare to approach him.    

"What? Are you forcing me to attack?"    

Monk Shi's face sank, and his fierce face appeared in front of the three or five female disciples.    

Ah!    

As they stared at the fierce monk, they could not help but take a few steps back. When they reached the edge of the cloud layer, they saw the rolling clouds below and their beautiful faces turned pale. They could not help but take a few steps forward before falling to the ground.    

"Trash."    

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind swept out and coldly said, "If you don't even dare to do such a small thing, what is the use of keeping you here?"    

Boom!    

When her palm landed, a shocking storm appeared in front of the female disciples. The five of them immediately felt their bodies lighten as despair filled their eyes.    

"Die."    

With a wave of his hand, the five female disciples closed their eyes in despair. Their clothes fluttered and they were under a strong sense of oppression.    

However, just as these five female disciples were about to be directly destroyed by the intense pressure from Monk Shi Shi's body, a shocking black light seemed to explode from the distant horizon. Accompanied by an ear-splitting sound wave, it flashed and turned into a black spear that pointed at Monk Shi's palm.    

Dong!    

A deep muffled sound resounded like a rock as an invisible storm raged out. The black light scattered and directly appeared in the middle of the five female disciples and the monk.    

"..."