The owner of this big hand is Jiang Yi.

With him pressing the scene, how could it be possible for the people of the Dayan Dynasty to urge the transmission note and ask for help from the king.

Wang Zechang, the monarch of the Dayan Dynasty, made a few more transmission notes, but they were all blocked by Jiang Yi one by one and crushed apart, and none of them could escape his grasp.

"How could it be ......?"

Wang Zechang's face suddenly showed a look of despair.

He never thought that Huo Kong would suddenly return and kill him directly when they were celebrating and the scenery was infinite.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the Dayan Dynasty!"

At this moment, an angry shout sounded, swish, and then I saw dozens of figures flying in the depths of the palace in the distance, these people were worshiped by the Dayan Dynasty, and everyone was a martial saint powerhouse.

Some of them flew off the ground, while others flew with edgeworth, fighting bulls in anger and domineering.

At this time, the ancient god halberd appeared in Jiang Yi's hand, he did not attack these offerings of the Dayan Dynasty, nor did he kill an official of the Dayan Dynasty, but flew in another direction, the halberd swept away, and the head of the statue was cut off, making an earth-shattering loud noise.

The head fell to the ground, rolled around a few times, and then placed it squarely, facing the huge square, facing the palace of the Dayan Dynasty, just like the head of the statue in the prosperous dynasty.

And the body of this statue was broken apart inch by inch and collapsed.

"The statue of the Ancestor is broken...... countless officials shouted in horror.

After Jiang Yi destroyed this statue, the halberd passed through the sky and stood up, with a solemn look on his face, and said lightly: "Huo Kong, I'm right, the Dayan Dynasty is really celebrating! The scene is quite big, the whole city celebrates, but this is not happy enough, you have to have a blood feast!"

"Feast of Blood......

Huo Kong savored these four words, and suddenly smiled fiercely, but in this smile, there was a little sadness: "Huo Hong, do you want to see it? Then there will be a feast of blood!"

As he spoke, his body swelled up and turned into a giant, dozens of feet tall, like a god descending from the earth, and rushed directly into the group of flying offerings, setting off a rain of blood.

The terrible screams resounded constantly in the sky above the palace, which was terrifying.

"Ancestor ......"

Huo Hong raised his head and looked at the figure in the sky in a daze, and after half a sound, two lines of turbid tears remained, I don't know whether it was sadness or joy.

With a big move, the rope lock on his body broke inch by inch, and the seal was broken, and then flew forward and landed next to Jiang Yi.

"You are Huo Hong, the monarch of the Shengshi Dynasty, very good!"

This monarch also has the cultivation of the transcendent saint and the first level of convincing Qi Bigu, with such strength, he can definitely escape with the ministers, but he dismissed everyone and stayed alone, with the determination to die, and lived and died with the Jiangshan Sheji.

The Son of Heaven is the gate of the country, and the king is dead!

This is the trick of "Fist of the Son of Heaven", which pays attention to a spirit, a determination, and a momentum, and now Jiang Yi sees it in Huo Hong's body.

It doesn't matter whether it's strong or weak, even if it's an ordinary mortal, sometimes he can do earth-shattering things, so Jiang Yi admires Huo Hong very much.

Jiang Yi knew that the reason why the Dayan Dynasty did not kill Huo Hong was to humiliate him fiercely in order to show his prestige.

Although this monarch is determined to die, the enemy is too strong, and in the face of absolute strength, it is a luxury to want to die.

Fortunately, Huo Kong returned to the world at this time, and was shocked to hear that the Shengshi Dynasty had changed, killed him, and saved his life.

Otherwise, he will definitely die, but before he dies, he doesn't know what kind of torture he will experience.

Physical torture is secondary, the most important is mental torture, after all, he is the king of a country.

"The predecessor is ......," Huo Hong showed a respectful look on his face.

"I'm Huo Kong's brother, look at it, your ancestor will get justice for the Shengshi Dynasty. Jiang Yi said expressionlessly.

In the sky, the killing continues!

"Big and small Ruyi, this is the sixth major and small Ruyi powerhouse of the transcendent sainthood......" A statue of worship shouted in horror: "You are the ancestor of the Shengshi Dynasty, Huo Kong, you are not dead?"

Huo Kong was sent by Xingchen Dao to the Wufu Cave Mansion to find the Ascension Immortal Terrace, this is the top secret of the Dao Sect, only a true disciple like Mei Chaogui knows about it, how can ordinary people know?

They got the news that Huo Kong was dead, and that was it.

"Huo Kong, true disciples can't interfere in the struggle between dynasties, this is the rule of Xingchen Dao, but you are here to kill us and others, you have already violated the door rules, aren't you afraid of the door rules to deal with it?"

Another offering shouted.

Kiss!

But as soon as these words fell, his body was blasted open by a punch and turned into pieces, Huo Kong flew forward, fierce and suffocating: "Tell me the rules, do you have the qualifications?"

Another series of screams rang out.

Dozens of worshippers were killed by Huo Kong for a stick of incense before they all died.

With Huo Kong's strength, he could have killed them at once, but he didn't, because this would not relieve the resentment in his heart at all.

After killing these offerings, he swept his gaze to the palace, and immediately saw those iron cavalry armies panicking and fleeing in all directions, and a trace of scarlet immediately flashed in his eyes, and he immediately slapped it with a palm.

Bang!

In a palm, like the sky falling, covering the sky and the sun, suppressed, a palm print appeared on the huge square, shocking.

The army of 100,000 iron cavalry, none of which was spared, was directly killed by this palm, and there were no bones left.

"Huo Kong is crazy, he actually slaughtered mortals!" Those civil and military officials were almost frightened to death, standing in place and trembling.

The next moment, their heads flew up, turning into headless corpses, and blood stained the entire palace.

Even the crown prince, the prince, died under the flying sword.

The anger on Huo Kong's body seemed to have risen to an extreme, and the anger in his eyes almost burned down the entire palace, burning through the heavens and the earth.

Just now, he was jubilant, congratulating from all directions, and worshipping the king, but now, he suffered a tragic massacre, and on the square, there was only one left in an instant