Looking at the big black hole in the sky, the hearts of everyone in the Yan clan tightened, and unspeakable fear enveloped their hearts.
"Young men of the Yan tribe, protect the world!"
The leader of the Yan Clan shouted loudly, and immediately disappeared in front of the first seat. The Yan Clan disciples in the hall rushed out one after another, including the Flame Lord, and only one person was left to heal the great elder.
Above the sky, figures flew out of the black hole of lightning and thunder. They were wearing white robes with mysterious runes printed on them, with words and patterns. Wisps of strange gray air surrounded them. Extraordinary momentum.
The leader is a burly man. His strong body makes the robe bulge. His long hair is like withered grass, fluttering in the wind. His face is like a bear. The beard on his face is extremely thick. His eyes are fierce and he holds a gun in his hand. Holding a wooden stick.
This wooden stick is a white wood. From a distance, it looks like white bones, with the top like a claw.
The burly man took a deep breath, with a look of enjoyment on his face, and said with a greedy smile: "The breath of this world is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it belongs to the damn martial arts!"
As he spoke, he flew forward, followed closely by other members of the Old Ancient Religion.
Fires appeared on the horizon in front of them. They quickly burned and grew in size. They connected together to form a monstrous sea of fire, covering the sky and the sun. They swept in unstoppably. In the sea of fire was a strong man from the Yan clan.
The burly man turned around and saw that a large number of Yan Clan warriors were coming from behind. They were surrounded, but they were not panicked and were even very excited.
They suffered a lot from fighting against the God's Punishment Army, but they were relaxed and even enjoyed dealing with these aristocrats.
They didn't dare challenge the eternal giants, so they chose third-rate families.
"Feel the power of ancient magic!"
The burly man raised his wooden staff high, and the gray energy all over his body exploded, forming a world-destroying hurricane that rolled up into the sky. Countless thunder and lightning intertwined, shaking the heaven and earth.
Almost as soon as he raised his hand, the heaven and earth shook violently!
The Flame Lord in the distance clearly felt that the rules of heaven and earth were shaken. He was secretly shocked. Is this the power of ancient magic?
He did not dare to hesitate any longer and began to call out the name of Dao Ancestor in his heart.
Looking at this posture, the Yan clan was in danger, and he could no longer care about the possible embarrassment. The clan members were the most important.
Hurricanes roared across the sky and earth, and dark clouds rolled in, darkening the entire world.
A dragon roar sounded, and the earth cracked open, and fire dragons as big as mountains broke out of the ground. The dragons bared their teeth and claws to kill the members of the ancient religion.
The burly man smiled contemptuously and swept away with his staff. The terrifying hurricane swept away immediately, with him as the center, sweeping around at an extremely fast speed, destroying the world and destroying the earth, and scattered the huge fire dragons.
A blaze of fire came at extremely fast speeds and was extremely domineering. It powerfully dispersed the hurricane, and the wind and waves swept across the world.
Clang!
The burly man blocked the blade with his wooden staff, and saw the leader of the Yan Clan appearing in front of him, holding a large sword. The blade was hot and red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace.
Their eyes faced each other, with murderous intent in their eyes.
…
In the Zixiao Palace, Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed from his eyes. He was using the Infinite Eye of Heaven and Earth to lock the direction of the Flame Lord.
He slowly picked up the red gourd and opened the mouth of the bottle. A white light shot out quickly and disappeared as soon as it flew out of the mouth of the gourd.
Above the Tianhe, Chang Yueqian, who was meditating and practicing, vaguely felt something. He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw nothing. He thought he was too tight.
Ever since the Soul Skeleton Emperor attacked the Kunlun Realm, the Chang clan members have been holding back their energy and want to prove themselves.
Everything must be done by Dao Ancestor himself, which makes them look useless. As an eternal family, they have their own arrogance. Because of this, their fighting spirit in practicing martial arts surpasses any other moment in the past.
"Is there anyone in the martial arts or ancient arts who can catch this sword?"
Jiang Changsheng looked up to the sky and murmured to himself.
The white dragon in the corner turned over and changed into a more comfortable position to sleep. Now its aura is getting stronger. It seems to have gradually realized how to become stronger while sleeping.
…
Rumble——
The sky and sea of clouds surged violently, the earth collapsed, and the mountains turned into ashes. The surface of the earth cracked and expanded rapidly, forming intertwined abyss with no bottom.
Hundreds of flaming figures besieged the burly man, all of them were top warriors of the Yan Clan, including the leader of the Yan Clan.
The burly man stood proudly in the sky, holding a wooden stake and waving it constantly. The mysterious runes on his robes kept flashing into phantoms, appearing and disappearing behind him. He used ancient magic to control the power of heaven and earth to fight against the heroes alone.
Hurricanes roared, thunder and lightning flashed, and cold air approached the strong men of the Yan clan.
The leader of the Yan Clan was covered in blood and fell down after being struck by a thunderbolt. Then a huge wooden thorn emerged from the ground and pierced his body. However, his body was too strong. Even if it was pierced through the chest, he could not Die, but break away quickly.
Flame Lord's arms are wrapped with flames, and he is fighting two old ancient religion believers. The three of them are all at the peak of Tianyuan Jiwu. They are only one step away from entering the realm of Xu Chewu. Relying on the Earthly Soul Art, Flame Lord takes over. had the upper hand, but could not defeat or get rid of these two men.
In the distance, other ancient believers were being restrained by other strong men of the Yan tribe, but the situation was not optimistic.
"Your raging flames are still far behind that immeasurable divine monk!"
The burly man smiled proudly. He raised his wooden staff high, and the wooden staff suddenly burst out with black light, turning into countless black beams of light and shooting in all directions.
The leader of the Yan clan reverberated and slashed away. The sword energy was instantly dispersed. The speed of the black beam increased greatly, and it attacked him unstoppably. He could only be forced to dodge. Even if he was like this, not to mention there were many other strong men of the Yan clan. People were entangled in black beams of light. These black beams of light quickly condensed into chains, entangling them and freezing their martial energy and true energy.
"How can it be!"
"What power is this?"
"My true energy is being sucked out..."
"Damn it!"
The strong men of the Yan clan were shocked and angry. The leader of the Yan clan hid several times, but failed in the end. He was also entangled in the black beam. The black chains condensed on his body were far larger than the chains of others.
At this moment, the leader of the Yan Clan could not even transform into the void.
"This boring war must end."
The burly man hung high in the sky, suppressed his smile, and said expressionlessly, as if the God of Death was judging life and death.
The wooden staff in his hand is holding hundreds of strong men from the Yan clan. The longest chain is a million miles long and spans the sky, which is extremely spectacular.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they felt that their martial energy or true energy was being extracted at a greatly accelerated rate.
Buzz——
The wooden stick in the hand of the burly man trembled violently, and a terrifying force was gathering at the claw-like tip, making the laws of heaven and earth tremble.
Yanzhu looked at it from a distance, despairing in his heart.
"Daozu! Daozu! Come quickly!"
He urged in his heart, impatient.
He even couldn't help shouting: "Dao Ancestor! Please save my Yan Clan!"
In desperation, he subconsciously used his true energy, and his voice was extremely loud, resounding throughout the world.
The members of the Ancient Ancient Sect and the warriors of the Yan Clan who were fighting all turned to look at him, but they all only glanced at him.
The burly man also glanced at Yanzhu, indifferent.
at this time!
A sound broke through the air and passed over Yanzhu's head. Yanzhu, who was fighting, subconsciously looked up and saw a flash of white light. The speed was so fast that his naked eyes could not keep up.
The burly man who was absorbing Wu Yuan and Zhenqi from the strongman of the Yan clan seemed to feel something. He subconsciously turned his head and looked, and saw a flying knife hanging in front of his eyes, less than twenty centimeters away.
This knife is two feet long, with a blade like a leaf, and a handle like the head of a ferocious beast, like a lion or a dragon, and is domineering and terrifying.
The burly man's pupils shrank, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
What is this!
So fast!
He didn't have time to react!
"It is contrary to the way of heaven to destroy living beings. If this is the case, then let me act on behalf of heaven!"
Jiang Changsheng's voice came out from the immortal-killing flying knife, and the voice was like a god descending to earth, spreading throughout the entire Yan Clan world.
As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal-killing flying knife moved!
The burly man subconsciously wanted to swing the wooden staff, but the speed of the immortal-killing flying knife was extremely fast. He only felt that the immortal-killing flying knife suddenly disappeared, followed by a pain in his neck, and then the world started to spin, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.
The leader of the Yan Clan and the powerful men of the Yan Clan stared wide-eyed. They saw the flying knife chop off the burly man's head, the blade pierced his head, and flew away with his head.
The whole process was extremely fast. The extremely powerful and burly man seemed to have no reaction, and his head was removed directly. The simpler it is, the more shocking it is!
In the blink of an eye, the immortal-killing flying knife disappeared, and the black chains that bound the strong men of the Yan clan disappeared with it, leaving them stunned.
"Kill them all! Don't let any of them go!"
The leader of the Yan clan roared with red eyes. He took the lead and rushed towards an ancient cultist in the distance. The difference in realm allowed him to blow it up with one punch, and the other party had no time to react!
The other strong men of the Yan tribe came to their senses and immediately launched a counterattack.
Without the burly man, the other members of the ancient religion are no match for the Yan Clan!
The Flame Lord was excited while chasing his opponent.
It was Daozu’s voice just now!
Daozu is so powerful!
Such a terrifying enemy was easily killed by Daozu!
…
In the starry sky, the immortal-killing flying knife carried the burly man's head and flew at high speed, constantly crossing the star field.
The man in white who had previously been chasing the Taoist God appeared again. He wanted to capture the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife, but the head at the tip of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife suddenly sprouted a pair of wings, which actually greatly increased the speed of the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife.
The man in white was moved. The previous pursuit of Taoist gods did not change his expression.
After chasing for a while, he gave up and stopped immediately. The bright and psychedelic reverse space around him disappeared and was replaced by the vast starry sky.
He stood in the starry sky, looking at the direction in which the Immortal Killing Flying Knife was leaving, and frowned.
"This is the second time that Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth has fallen to this point... allowing people to come and go as they please..."
The man in white was talking to himself, his tone was calm, and his emotions could not be heard.
The Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife was galloping all the way, not in the direction of the Kunlun Realm, but in the other direction of the endless void, and then prepared to circle a few more times in the endless void before returning to the Kunlun Realm.
the other side.
Inside the Zixiao Palace.
A line of prompts appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng's eyes:
[In the fifty-third year of Chengtian, your incense believer Yanzhu was attacked by the old ancient sect leader Zhang Dukong and his followers. You took action in time, cut off the cause and effect, and obtained the survival reward - the magic weapon of "Wanjie" Door'】
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, there was actually a survival reward.
You must know that Yan Lord is not important in his heart. Even if Yan Lord dies, he will not take revenge. The prompt explains the cause and effect. Could it be that if he did not take action, the old ancient religion could find the Kunlun world through Yan Lord?
It is possible that it is not necessarily the Flame Lord who betrayed him, but that the Old Ancient Religion mastered the mysterious ancient techniques.
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