Sochuro Department.
Yang Fan manifested the true form of Emperor Wu, and the shadow cast by his giant body was like a mass of darkness that could not be broken away, completely covering the altar and the temple of the ancestor gods like a tide.
Suddenly, the sky was covered by black clouds, and thunder exploded on the dome.
Clan blood? !
As soon as this word came out, Ancestral God Suo Chuoluo's eyes could not help but turn cold.
"Who do I think you are! It turns out to be a brat from the Ming Dynasty! How dare you come to the realm of my shaman, the Qing Dynasty, to run wild! You are simply looking for death!"
The huge statue of the god shook, and a ball of blazing golden light slowly spread out, instantly penetrating the entire statue from the center. The whole body of the statue lit up, as if it had come alive!
"Looking for death? This is what I should say to you!"
Yang Fan stood there with a calm expression on his face, "Today, I will kill your clan!"
"Kill the clan? Just you?"
Ancestral God Suo Chuo Luo sneered.
"Just me!"
"Then you die!"
Whoosh!
Ancestral God Suochuoluo was like electricity, dragging out a sharp electric light and approaching Yang Fan in an instant. A scimitar in his hand drew an arc and struck Yang Fan in the face in an instant!
The speed was so fast that a series of afterimages stopped in front of me!
It’s hard to tell the difference between real and fake!
However, just when his scimitar was about to hit Yang Fan's face.
boom!
A ball of qi and blood as fiery as volcanic lava exploded. Yang Fan's body, which was mostly shrouded in darkness, suddenly reached out with a giant hand with gnarled muscles, and with a click, he pinched the scimitar of the ancestor God Suo Chuoluo.
"With this little power, you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, and make arrogant words that make people laugh!"
The dull laughter caused ripples in the air.
"This is impossible!"
Ancestral God Suochuoluo's expression suddenly changed.
"Nothing is impossible, you are just too weak!"
The next second, this hand had already crushed the scimitar of Ancestral God Suo Chuoluo, strangled his neck like lightning, and then lifted it up to his eyes!
It wasn't until this moment that Ancestral God Suo Chuoluo could clearly see the figure in front of him!
Six feet tall, perfect height proportions.
Wearing a ferocious armor made of forest-white bones, the muscles all over his body were knotted like a python, fitting into the gaps in the armor, and the big muscles like black dragons were swimming behind the human skin cloak.
Ferocious, ferocious, terrifying!
Just looking at this gigantic body can make one's heart tremble!
"Too weak?"
The Ancestral God Suo Chuoluo who was strangled by the neck seemed to be angered by this description, his eyes opened angrily, and the divine marks on his body suddenly appeared on his forehead, full of majesty, like a great seal of divine power!
"Do you really think you have won? Don't underestimate me!"
"Take my move - Tyrannical Splitting Divine Ultimate Slash!"
boom!
In an instant, dense waves of sword light shot out from the Divine Power Seal on his forehead. It exploded at such a close distance, tearing the air and erupting with a tsunami-like explosion!
Boom boom boom!
They stabbed at Yang Fan's face like a violent storm!
Bang bang bang!
However, something incredible happened to Ancestor God Suo Chuo Luo. The bone armor attached to human skin suddenly appeared and actually blocked all the sword light!
Even the ordinary gods would not dare to take the ultimate move, "The Tyrannical Splitting Divine Slash", but it didn't even pierce the opponent's face!
"It seems that this is your limit. It really disappoints me! You still think that the so-called eight ancestor gods of shamanism are so worthless! I didn't expect that you can't even hurt a hair on my head!"
Yang Fan lowered his eyes, with a look of indifference on his face, "If that's the case, then you...just die!"
As if he had a premonition of a fatal crisis, Ancestral God Suochuoluo's expression changed wildly.
However, he didn't wait for him to react.
His eyes were suddenly enveloped by a dense mass of tendons like a tidal wave. There was nowhere to escape, in the sky and on the earth!
He only had time to shout "no", and then his whole body was dragged into the human skin cloak behind Yang Fan by an extremely fierce force!
The human skin is rolled up and twisted, and it is completely entangled!
"Swallow the soul and refine the soul!"
Accompanied by a series of wailing sounds like cannons, Ancestral God Suochuoluo became completely silent.
One of the eight great ancestral gods of shamans - Sochuro Ancestral God, was completely dead!
At this moment, Suo Chuoluo's subordinates and the direct bloodline descendants in Shengjing City felt empty in their hearts, as if they had lost something. When they reacted, their expressions changed!
"Ancestral God..."
The power accumulated at the source of the bloodline has disappeared!
At this time, Yang Fan had slowly lifted into the sky.
"Death by fate: All those who are bound together shall perish together!"
His gigantic body was hidden in the dense black clouds, like a terrifying demon who stirred up the wind and clouds. With a wave of his hand, he brought down boundless disasters!
At this moment, all the bloodline descendants of Ancestral God Suochuoluo suddenly fell to the ground without any warning, and they all died on the spot, as if they were killed by an inexplicable force!
Including the two named Batulu from the Sochuro tribe, are no exception!
"The magical power of mending the sky: return the heaven and the earth!"
In addition, in order to cut off future troubles, Yang Fan also activated his heaven-repairing magical power. The corpses of these people turned into colorful light spots, dissipated between the heaven and the earth, and became the treasure of the heaven and the earth!
The entire Sochuluo tribe was immediately in chaos.
After all, the direct and collateral descendants of the Sochuro tribe total only over 100,000 people, and the real majority are ordinary tribesmen!
They are either from annexed tribes or from servant tribes.
A few lucky ones were even given the surname "Sochoro"!
But at this moment, the bloodline of Sochuroluo's senior officials and those infected with the blood of the Han nation all died and disappeared, but it gave these people an opportunity!
They may not be unable to inherit this noble surname!
Seeing the Suo Chuo Luo tribe in chaos below, Yang Fan did not take action again, but chose to retreat.
And when he just fell into the small temple.
Suddenly, a shamanistic god emerged from the surrounding area, with angry expressions on their faces. Their terrifying divine power stirred the surroundings, like a tight bowstring, and they might attack the small temple at any time.
"Everyone, how do you surround my temple?"
Yang Fan appeared above the small temple without changing his expression.
Even though he was surrounded by a group of shamans and gods, there was still no trace of panic on his face!
"You dare to ask us why? Mi Huizhi, you just descended. First you enslaved my religion, the bear god, and then you killed my religion, the ancestor god Sochuroluo. Do you want to start a war with my shamanism on behalf of the secret religion?"
A god emerged from the crowd and asked.
Astonishingly, it is Tong Zhe, the ancestral god among the eight ancestral gods!
"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"
"The black bear is my enemy when it blocks my descent. Enslaving him is also a lesson to him. This Bodhisattva will never deny this!"
Yang Fan said indifferently: "As for the Ancestor God Suochuo Luo, he has no enmity or enmity with me, how can I kill him? This Bodhisattva will not bear this crime! This Bodhisattva behaves well, sits upright, and has a high reputation, how can I allow you to wait? slander!"
"slander?"
"Dignified reputation?"
There was a noise among the gods behind them, and they all glared angrily, "Do you dare to say that you weren't the one who killed Ancestor God Suo Chuoluo?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Yang Fan looked around coldly and said without hesitation.
"If I am the one who killed the ancestor god Suochuo Luo, then let me be blessed with my secret wisdom and wisdom for countless tribulations. I will be struck by five thunders from the sky, my body will be shattered into pieces, my soul will be extinguished, and I will never be reincarnated for eternity..."
