The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1729

This middle-aged man was the holy lord of the Vasteras Holy Land. Right now, he looked more like a god since right above his head, there was an ancient golden seal floating like a halo.

This old seal was the ultimate magical treasure owned by the Vasteras Holy Land.

Another middle-aged man, dressed in black clothes was also attacking the monkey and there was a vast area of darkness above his head, much like a piece of black cloth floating in the air.

He was the chief of the Ji Clan. There was a black trident in his hands, and immense amounts of some black colored energy was gushing out of this weapon.

This black trident was the ultimate magical treasure of the Ji Clan.

This time, the leaders of the Vasteras Holy Land and the Ji Clan had brought in the full might of their forces, as well as their ultimate magical treasures.

Apart of them, the reclusive elder of every single clan, sect, and holy land had also joined in and together, they could be safely termed as the most powerful and toughest opponent in the entire East Mainland. Perhaps few could have matched them elsewhere too.

"Attack!"

With a shout, the dozen top cultivators directed their most ultimate forces at the flying demonic monkey. They had had quite enough of it already.

The energy their weapons were releasing were so powerful that it could almost destroy the entirety of space.

Before very long, the flying demonic monkey finally found itself at a disadvantage under so many dangerous attacks.

It began to struggle in its efforts to ward off the powerful blows from such powerful cultivators.

The chief of the Ji Clan sensed this weakness and immediately knew that it was time to give the flying demonic monkey one final blow, a coup de grace to blow it to smithereens. "Go to hell!" he roared furiously.

The next second, he thrust his black trident towards the monkey from a distance.

And now, the three streaks of rolling black energy which had been sporadically attacking the monkey turned into one single river which hit it in the back.

Hit with such tumultuous force, the flying demonic monkey let out a pained howl and was thrown into the air.

Black colored blood began to gush out from its wounds, getting sprayed all over the sky.

The top cultivators were shocked. 'I can't believe the thing has black blood.

That means that it possesses the most potent form of evil possible.'

"I'm going to kill you!"

This time, the holy lord of the Vasteras Holy Land bellowed and the golden light that was leaving his body began to increase in intensity.

An ancient, gilded seal appeared in the sky and flew towards the flying demonic monkey, releasing a mighty power towards it and hitting it square in the chest.

The monkey let out a sad cry.

It was extremely powerful but getting hit by two ultimate magical treasures wasn't something it could bear and it was wounded now.

Dark colored blood was gushing out of its wounds and spurting in all directions.

By now, the flying demonic monkey had lost hope and was filled with extreme sadness and grievance.

Its strength had not yet returned to its peak state, and it had gotten encircled by these human masters of the top most level. They were even carrying two ultimate magical treasures.

It could not defend itself at all now.

Then the figure of a young man popped in its mind. It couldn't help but let out an angry roar. It hated that human to the core.