As for resistance, the terrible dried corpses next to them are a lesson from the past.

"Emperor, please save our village and children!"

As mothers, the wives cried heartbreakingly, and kept kowtowing to the ancestral hall where they were enshrined, and their foreheads were bleeding.

At this time, Jun Feijue and the others could see that under the prayer, a faint cyan energy fluctuation appeared in the sky above the village, as if there was a response to their words.

However, before they could turn into energy and condense, they were blocked by a black qi and dispersed in an instant.

"Hahahaha, Emperor?"

Hearing this, the people wearing fanged masks all laughed wildly, and then waved their weapons in their hands.

"Boom..."

The furious energy fell, and the ancestral hall completely turned into powder after an instant resistance.

"No!"

Seeing the ancestral hall turn to toner, the eyes of those villagers all showed a look of despair.

These ancestral halls are their spiritual beliefs, and they are also the guardian barrier of the village, and now that the ancestral hall is destroyed, the protection of their village is completely gone.

"Heavenly High Emperor Junyuan, just you little things, can you stop our Blood Clothes Alliance?"

The fanged masked man laughed wildly, and then he carried a few children and threw them into the cage cart, "If you hadn't kept it, you could continue to provide children as blood sacrifices for the honorable face, and you would have eaten them all directly!"

"Devil, you are devils, you all deserve to die!"

At this time, a woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised her weapon, and rushed forward with the greatest Xuan power.

The mouth shouted, "Give back my child!"

"Heh, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Seeing this, the leader of the Bloody Clothes Alliance didn't reply, but just waved a knife in his hand.

Then, Jun Feijue and the others saw clearly that this person was a seventh-order celestial in the Wang Xuan Realm.

"No!"

Watching the terrifying attack hit the woman, one of the middle-aged men cried out in grief and wanted to rush forward, but was grabbed by someone and couldn't break free at all.

In the end, I could only watch as the woman was gradually enveloped in attack.

"Bang..."

However, just as the woman closed her eyes in despair, a golden light appeared from the side, instantly defusing the terrible attack.

"Boom!"

Immediately after, a huge black cauldron fell from the sky and smashed directly on the leader.

"Poof..."

Before the leader could react, he was smashed deep into the earth!

"Shhh

This situation made everyone present, whether it was a villager or a member of the Blood Clothes Alliance, gasp and petrified!

That's the leader, and it's a master of the seventh order of Wang Xuanjing, and he couldn't dodge a... Wok... Attack?

"Lady!"

At this time, while those Bloody Clothes Alliance personnel were stunned, the middle-aged man who came back to his senses immediately rushed out and hugged the woman tightly.

"I... I'm not dead?"

The woman was also terrified for the rest of her life.

"What people!"

And the people of the Bloody Clothes Alliance are immediately on full alert, and the other party can defeat their leader with a single blow, and they will definitely not be ordinary people

"Who are you? ”

Everyone looked up, it was a young man in a yellow brocade robe, with two deep dimples on his handsome white face, his clothes flying, and he landed slowly.

After standing on the black ding, as soon as his little feet were raised, he sat down casually with Erlang's legs crossed, and glanced at everyone with a playful smile on the corner of his lips.

"It's... It's a king-level powerhouse!"