The beast's roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the overwhelming murderous intent swept through the entire Yongming Mountain. The hearts of all the creatures in the mountain felt as if a huge mountain had been pressed down, depressed, dull, and breathless!
Poor father is here!
It is still far away, not approaching, and the creatures in the mountain cannot bear it. It is so terrifying!
On the top of the cloud, its eyes were cold and menacing, it was walking step by step, each step was extremely terrifying, and the heaven and earth were trembling along with its steps!
Puff puff!
Flowers of blood splashed everywhere in Yongming Mountain. The weaker monks' bodies and souls exploded under the steps of their poor father, and died on the spot!
This is an old holy king ferocious beast!
When the Holy King was angry, he laid down millions of corpses and bled for thousands of miles. This is not just talk, but it is truly so terrifying!
Bang bang bang!
In Yongming Mountain, one creature after another couldn't bear the fierce power and fell to the ground. The skin on the body quickly cracked and blood spilled out.
This ferocious power was so terrifying that nearly 90% of the creatures in the mountain fell to the ground!
Tick tock!
On the side of the pagoda and other ancient saints, although they did not fall to the ground, the pressure they could withstand was also very huge. Their bodies were bent down, their faces turned pale, and large beads of sweat continued to drip from their foreheads to the ground, like Like rain!
Even if they were ancient saints, the ferocious power of a holy king beast would not be enough. The gap was so huge that they couldn't even say a word!
Swish, swish, swish!
The ninth elder of the Sang tribe, the eminent Buddhist monk, the elder Hu of the Jietian sect, the old woman of the Han tribe and other ancient clans and strong men of the ancient sect sacrificed treasures one after another at the first opportunity, and blessed the treasures with their own inner strength. , finally withstood this fierce power.
The treasures were emitting auspicious glow, and each one was of extremely high grade. They were either supreme treasures or heavenly treasures. If these treasures had not been of a high enough grade, it would have been impossible for them to withstand the fierce power emanating from their poor father!
The bloodline of the Qiongqi clan is astonishing, and Qiongku’s father is far more powerful than other holy kings!
"Father, you're here! You don't know how they bully children!"
Qiongku flew high into the sky, came to his father, pointed at the ninth elder of the Sang tribe and said: "Father, this guy bullies the small with his bigness and bullies the children!"
"Yeah?"
Qiongku's father, this ferocious beast of the old holy king, immediately raised its eyes after hearing what Qiongku said.
"The big one bullies the small ones, how can you live like a dog at your age?"
It had a cold voice and a fierce aura on its body. It opened its mouth and spit out a bolt of lightning, striking at the ninth elder of the Sang tribe.
This bolt of lightning was extremely terrifying. Even the Tianzun weapon held up by the ninth elder of the Sang tribe was not able to do anything. It was instantly shot down to the ground, and all its brilliance was lost.
With a pop, the ninth elder of the Sang tribe was blown away. A large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground. A large hole was punched through his right chest, and he was seriously injured.
Facing a Holy King with such terrifying and powerful combat power as Qiongku's father, the Ninth Elder was far behind. Even if he was holding up a Heavenly Treasure, it wouldn't work.
The Tianzun weapon is of extremely high grade, and the Ninth Elder is only a God Emperor. The power he can activate is very limited. It is unrealistic and impossible to block the attack of his poor father.
He brought out an imperial weapon from the Sang tribe.
But he did not use this imperial weapon.
Because he knew very well that his level of strength was too low and he could only activate a small amount of power from the imperial weapon, and such a small amount of power was not enough to deal with the ferocious beast of the old holy king like his poor father.
"For the sake of the Sang clan, I will spare your life this time. If there is another time, I will kill you without mercy!"
Qiongku's father said coldly, and did not kill the Ninth Elder. If it wanted to kill the Ninth Elder, the blow it just made could kill the Ninth Elder.
The San tribe is not a small force. It cannot kill people casually and have taboos.
"Father, my brother's murderer is in the palace on the top of the mountain!"
Qiong Ku pointed at the palace on the top of the mountain and said with resentful eyes.
It didn't know the content of the conversation between the Han clan old woman and the other powerful men, and it didn't have the qualifications to join.
"Are you brave, or do you just not take our clan seriously at all!?"
The poor father's eyes were cold and piercing.
After killing its heir, he actually dared to come to this grand event with such arrogance. The anger in his heart burned fiercely, and he had never been so angry as now.
"eye for eye!"
It walked towards the palace on the top of the mountain.
"Amitabha, why is the Holy King so angry?"
The eminent Buddhist monk recited the name of the Buddha, walked forward under great pressure, and stopped the poor father.
"Holy King, you have gone too far!"
Elder Hu of the Jietian Sect had a gloomy expression on his face, and he also walked to the front, blocking his poor father.
"You...can't go any further!"
An old woman from the Han tribe also came over, leaning on a pear wood cane.
Other ancient aristocratic clans and powerful ancient sects also came over one after another, all blocking Qiongku's father.
The identities of Xia Yan and the others have been confirmed, and they are from the super orthodoxy. How could they just watch Qiongku's father attack Xia Yan and the others?
This is impossible!
In the future war, they will still need to rely on the super orthodoxy behind Xia Yan and others!
"What does it mean!?"
Qiongku's father's eyes swept across the group of powerful men. Who lived in the palace? Why do these strong men block it like this?
Its heart sank and it felt particularly unhappy. Was it going to give up avenging its son?
There are so many ancient clans, and the Ancient Great Sect stands in its way, and none of them are weaker than its own clan. Under such circumstances, can it still avenge its dead son?
"Means nothing…"
Elder Hu of the Jietian Sect looked at Qiongku's father and said, "No matter what the reason is, you can't touch the people inside!"
"The people inside killed my son, but you told me not to touch him?"
Qiongku's father was furious. Has his family fallen to this point now?
Its own son is dead, and it can't even take revenge! ?
Elder Hu and other strong men from the Jietian Sect were shocked. Did Xia Yan and the others kill Qiongku's younger brother?
No wonder Qiongku’s father came here with murderous intent!
"No matter who is inside, I will avenge my dead son today!"
The poor father roared angrily.
The ancient families and ancient religions behind these powerful men are not weaker than their own.
If it really wants to become an enemy of these powerful men, the consequences for its clan will be disastrous.
However, if it retreats like this and cannot avenge its son, it will never forgive itself in this life, and it will always look down on itself!
It’s such a disgrace to its clan!
"Amitabha, we don't quite understand the cause and process of the matter. However, please ask the Holy King to calm down first. The people inside must not move."
The Buddhist monk said.
"Don't know much? What don't you understand?"
The great virtue shouted, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, he continued: "They must have thought your son's meat was delicious, and then they killed him. Let me tell you, they are thieves who love to eat meat, and not long ago they even I snatched a big black cow from my hands!"
"Shut up!"
The eminent Buddhist monk shouted angrily and glared at him as if he were a great virtuous man. This is really a...disaster!
Qiongku's father was already very angry. The great virtue said this, but this didn't add fuel to the fire!
Sure enough, after the great virtue's words came out, Qiongku's father became even more angry!
"roll!"
It roared angrily, and terrifying and terrifying power surged like a vast sea, and all the powerful Buddhist monks and other powerful men were blown aside by it!
What kind of supreme weapon, heavenly weapon, these are all useless, it is the holy king, overwhelming all living things here!
Actually want to eat its son?
How can it endure this?
It had a murderous intent and headed straight towards the palace.
The Ninth Elder arranged a barrier in front of the palace, but this barrier was not effective in front of Qiongku's father. Qiongku's father destroyed the barrier with just the fluctuation of his aura.
Whoosh!
At this time, an arrow of light shot across the sky, its entire body swaying with immeasurable blazing light, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
The light arrow struck, and Qiongku's father's expression changed drastically on the spot. He felt an extremely terrifying power from the light arrow, which actually made him tremble with fear!
It can feel that this light arrow has completely locked onto it. It cannot avoid it and can only resist hard.
Roar!
It roared up to the sky, and the power of the Holy King exploded. It opened its mouth and spat out a stream of blood, which illuminated the heaven and earth red, as if the Nine Nether Hell had descended on the world!
This is its strongest blow, all the power is added to the blood light. This kind of blood light can kill other holy kings instantly.
However, when this blood light collided with the light arrow, the blood light was broken on the spot. The speed of the light arrow was not affected at all, and it still shot towards the poor father with terrifying and terrifying power!
"What!"
The poor father's face was full of disbelief.
Its strongest attack can easily kill the Holy King of the same level in an instant, but it is actually so vulnerable to that light arrow...
How can this be believed! ?
With a pop, the arrow of light hit Qiong Ku's father's body, and blood immediately spattered everywhere, nailing Qiu Ku's father to a mountain peak.
Xia Yan appeared, holding a ceremonial bow, overflowing with brilliance, like a female war goddess, with a heroic appearance!
"this…!"
"Oh my God!"
The scalps of all the creatures in Yongming Mountain were numbing violently, and they looked at Xia Yan in disbelief.
This is a ferocious beast of the Holy King. Its strength far exceeds that of ordinary Holy Kings, but it turns out that it can't even block Xia Yan's arrow. How can they believe it!
So scary!
"Is this the method of super orthodoxy!?"
Elder Hu of the Jietian Sect was stunned and said tremblingly in his heart.
The bow in Xia Yan's hand was even more terrifying than the Great Imperial Weapon, but Xia Yan was able to activate such powerful power, which completely subverted his cognition!
This kind of treasured bow is more terrifying than the Great Emperor's weapon. Even he or even a saint can't move it, let alone the realm of gods!
How did Xia Yan do it? ?
He can't figure it out!
Super Taoism is really too terrifying. It can actually make Xia Yan's god-level combat power activate such a treasure bow!
In an instant, his awe for the super orthodoxy rose to a higher level!
He doesn't think that Xia Yan did it by himself, he thinks that this is the means given to Xia Yan by the super orthodoxy behind Xia Yan!
