Chapter 642: I Am Their Ancestor
Xie Ping listened to these words, but his face turned cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Since you are going to die, I will fulfill you!"
Xie Ping raised his hand as he spoke, and suddenly the surging Xuan Power surging in the Burning Sun Clansmen behind him sneered, and they walked towards the Menglan Department below.
Jiang Song raised his hand and patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.
Suddenly, a ray of light shot out, turning into demon beasts, without Ji Hai's divine sense, but Ji Hai left a consciousness on them.
Protect the Monran clan, even if you die.
These demon beasts surrounded the Menglan tribe in front of them, forming a beast wall, while the flying demon beasts attacked towards the scorching sun in the sky.
Xie Ping of the Burning Sun Department looked at all this coldly, his eyes were indifferent, among these demon beasts, the vast majority of them were low-level demon beasts, although there were many demon beasts in the Great Martial Master Realm, if he was in the early stage of the Martial King Realm, he might still be restrained because of the large number of demon beasts, but he was in the middle of the Martial King Realm.
The early stage and the middle stage seem to be only one realm apart, but there is a world of difference, the middle stage is several times stronger than the early stage, and the early stage of killing is just a matter of raising your hand, not to mention these demon beasts that have not reached the realm of the Martial King.
Xie Ping raised his hand and rubbed it, and suddenly several rays of light condensed in his hand, and after a flick, he only heard a few popping sounds, and the flying demon beasts were directly stabbed by this light, and the next moment with a roar, these demon beasts directly collapsed and turned into blood mist.
But more flying demon beasts did not leave, and they had only one thought in their hearts, to protect the Menglan Division.
When approaching Xie Ping, he did not attack but chose to blow himself up.
They understood that with their strength, they couldn't do any harm to Xie Ping at all, but self-explosion could make them exert several times more power.
Boom, boom, boom.
The roar is monstrous and endless.
The impact power generated by the demon beasts surged towards the people of the Burning Sun Realm, Xie Ping was strong, but the people behind him were only in the Great Martial Master Realm, and only two of them were in the early stage of the Martial King Realm.
There was a Burning Sun tribesman in the Great Martial Master Realm, who was directly turned into flesh and blood under the force of this continuous impact.
This scene made the people of the Menglan Department below have a sense of sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.
These demon beasts have nothing to do with them, but in order to protect them, they would rather blow themselves up, but the result is only to kill a few people in the Sun Division.
The strength of the Burning Sun Department shocked the people of the Menglan Division.
But even so, the Menglan tribesmen did not retreat, as the saying goes, since they want to die, they must die with the Menglan tribe.
Elder Qin was perhaps the most unwilling of them all, he fled, and no one paid attention.
Xie Ping raised his hand and waved, the wave of qi generated by the explosion dissipated, and his face was full of anger.
"Let me send you on your way myself!"
Xie Ping said, a little under his feet, towards the Menglan Department below, the demon beasts that were only surrounding the periphery saw this, they all showed hostility, and then jumped up suddenly, rushing towards Xie Ping.
Xie Ping snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved, and several fingers shot out, only to hear a few pops, these demon beasts fell directly to the ground and died.
The demon beasts that no one controls, do not know how to cooperate, they fight on their own, and they can't give full play to the advantage brought by numbers, so they can only die at this time.
Seeing this, Jiang Song had murderous intent in his eyes, and his palm slapped on his spirit beast bag, and the thunder eagle flew out.
Then he grabbed at Thunder Eagle.
Soul Drain.
This technique is his strongest supernatural power, and he does not hesitate to use it at this moment.
Extract the soul of the Thunder Eagle and dissolve it into itself.
Jiang Song's whole body arced and twisted, and a pair of thunder wings grew out of his back.
Jiang Song shouted, his feet moved, and the thunder wings behind his back fanned, and the speed was extremely fast, heading towards Xie Ping.
A punch was blasted out, and his fist carried the power of thunder and lightning, crackling, like lightning coming to the world.
This punch was Jiang Song's strongest punch, and it was also the punch that he pushed the power of thunder and lightning to the limit.
Xie Ping's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his hand towards this punch.
I only heard a bang, and a ripple swirled towards Jiang Song.
In this ripple, the arc wrapped in Jiang Song's hand collapsed directly, followed by his arms and body.
Poof, Jiang Song retreated again and again, opening his mouth and spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood was carrying fragments of his internal organs.
Jiang Song's expression was instantly sluggish.
Qiu Yi took a step forward, he cultivated to only the ninth rank of a martial artist, but he was not afraid.
Even if you die, you will die with your tribe.
This was followed by Ding Jian.
The Menglan tribesmen stepped forward one after another and surrounded Jiang Song, this was the ancestor who had protected them for many years, and it was their turn to protect them at this time.
"You are very strong, but you came here when my Menglan Ancestor left, what kind of ability is it!"
Dongyu stood in the crowd and looked at Xie Ping who came over, and said with a stubborn face.
"Ancestor? What other ancestors do you have in the Menglan Division, if you leave at this time, I'm afraid I will abandon you! ”
When Xie Ping heard this, he sneered.
"Our ancestors will never abandon us! He's going to fight for the Fire Spirit, but he'll be back in a few days! ”
Dongyu said loudly.
Because of Ji Hai, his fate changed because the tribe was saved from destruction.
For Ji Hai, he has fanatical confidence.
"Fire Spirit?" Xie Ping was taken aback, but then sneered: "Okay, I will kill all of you first, and wait here for your ancestor to return, if he comes back with the fire spirit at that time, this fire spirit will become my Xie Ping's thing, and let my Lieyang Department enter the Inner Eastern Wilderness!" ”
Saying that, Xie Ping took another step.
"Oh, what a big breath!"
At this moment, an indifferent voice slowly came out, and the Menglan tribesmen were shocked.
"Ancestor!"
Xie Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the white-haired figure that Chong Menglanbu walked out.
He could feel that this white-haired figure didn't have the slightest bit of mystical power on his body, but only a strange fluctuation, which seemed to be similar to the martial artist realm.
"You are their ancestor? It's ridiculous, an ancestor who doesn't even have the Great Martial Master Realm? ”
Xie Ping sneered.
When the white-haired man walked out of the Menglan tribe and walked in front of all the Menglan tribesmen, all the Menglan tribesmen looked at this figure, this was their ancestor. Ji Hai.
"Ridiculous? It's you who is ridiculous! ”
The ancient god clone said lightly.
"Look for death!" Looking at the white-haired Ji Hai not far in front of him standing there like this, Xie Ping sneered, his feet moved, and his figure was close to the white-haired Ji Hai in an instant, and he raised his hand is a finger.
This finger slammed into the chest of the white-haired Ji Hai.
The white-haired Ji Hai was like being struck by lightning, his body was shocked, and his body took a few steps back.
"Ancestor!"
The Menglan tribesmen spoke silently, their words full of concern.
The white-haired Ji Hai opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then slowly straightened up.
"Your strength is not enough!"
The white-haired Ji Hai said lightly.
"Dare to underestimate me?"
Xie Ping gritted his teeth, took another step, and came to the white-haired Ji Hai in an instant, and then raised his fist, and a huge palm condensed beside Xie Ping out of thin air, under Xie Ping's punch.
The huge palm also clenched into a fist and smashed towards the white-haired Ji Hai.
I only heard a bang, and the whole earth, the white-haired Ji Hai flew out diagonally, and fell into the sea of fire outside Menglan's department.
"This is your ancestor?"
Xie Ping sneered.
"I am their ancestor!"
At this moment, a cold voice came from the sky, and the figure danced wildly with gray hair, with endless killing intent in it.
Xie Ping smiled on his face, looked at the sky, and the pupils in his eyes couldn't help shrinking.