Summer's home was stained red with blood, and the ground was littered with blood and corpses, which was shocking. Jiang Fanxiao and others set up a home in the deepest part of the summer resort. Their gaze swept around, and finally they walked up the stairs to a nearby house.

"Property Search!"

An old monster shouted.

The Xia family, like the Wu family, has inherited hundreds of thousands of years of transcendent power and has naturally accumulated rich resources. Jiang Fanxiao and the others swept over and packed all the treasures of the Xia family into their bags, leaving not a single hair.

"Hundreds of magic devices, thousands of magic drugs, dozens of ancient drug lords......"

The evil corpse croaked.

Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, once defeated, become the victor's trophy. This is the grief of the slain. So far, Jiang Fanxiao has completely controlled the four treasures of the immortal inheritance, which is known as a terrifying treasure.

"Boy, these three hidden families are shattered. What are we doing now?"

Hunter Ancestor spoke.

These old monsters are not masters of peace. Their eyes shone with a delicate glow. Three hidden families have been destroyed, and now there are demons, Shura, and ghosts. Dozens of old monsters were sneering.

"Kill completely!"

Jiang Fanxiao said.

The Demon Clan left dozens of Xuan Immortals and a statue of the Ancient King of the Three Qing Dynasty to guard the location of the Xia family, while the rest were directly killed to the Demon Clan's foothold in Wei Zi. As we all know, these three ancient families are in Wei Zi's base camp. At this time, Jiang Fanxiao and the others directly tore open the void and instantly appeared in a majestic mountain range.

Walking towards the dark clouds, it seems like there is going to be a storm.

This is where hell is. It was a place where the monks of the clan were afraid, and no one dared to approach it.

"Kill!"

On this very day, a deadly word shook the sky and the earth, resounding throughout the region and shocking a group of monks dozens of miles away. There was a strong elder brother Huang Ren who was even more courageous, peeking at that place from afar, and his face suddenly turned white with fright.

"God... God ......"

It was a serious disruption to one's eight-day reign, and his lips trembled as he looked to the future.

"What's wrong?"

The monk next to him was curious.

At first glance, the first sight of striker Huang Ren Sam-so directly left a psychological imprint. This is the scene where Jiang Fanxiao led the demon army and Hunter Ancestor and others to kill the demon fortress. The painting is extremely tragic.

"This... This ......"

"Someone is attacking the Demon Fortress, that person ......"

"Ginger... Ginger malicious person?!he... It's really coming up again!"

Looking at Huang Ren Sanxiu's spiritual imprint, the nearby monks were shocked, and they fell into contemplation after waiting for a while. Then the next moment, many of them got excited, many clenched their fists.

"Great! Great!"

It was said.

In the past year, four ancient clans have been born. The demons, the Shura clan, and the ghost clan have destroyed the world, killing too many Terran monks. Later, the Ethereal Peak Lord made a heavenly vow with these clans. Although the ancient tribes no longer wantonly killed Terran monks, they still bullied Terrans everywhere, making many Terran monks dare not speak out.

His territory was invaded by foreigners and humiliated everywhere. For many years, ordinary people and monks lived a very bad life.

"Kill, kill them all!"

Many gritted their teeth with excitement in their eyes.

Watching Jiang Fanxiao enter the Demon Clan with his army, killing the Demon Clan powerhouses one by one, these monks were very excited. Many of them clenched their fists, and even some hot-blooded monks wanted to rush straight ahead.

Ahead, the sounds of shouting and killing were deafening.

"Kill!"

The cold voice resounded in the sky, and Jiang Fanxiao held a split Heavenly Sword Gang and slashed forward, a sword that split the void.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

He's too strong now. He stood in the Sanqing area and experienced two terrible disasters. He is the most evil man of all time. He used the achievements of the Sanqing Kingdom to break the hardness and softness of Keri, and few people could stop him.

"Humble people!"

The demons have a powerful Xuan Immortal power and roar.

"Poof!"

Jiang Fanxiao didn't raise his head either. He was just a sword and cut it down on the spot.

A few years ago, the demons entered Wei Zi and eventually occupied a large area. They even asked the Ethereal Peak owner for a few flawless dragon veins. Now, Jiang Fanxiao took all the strong men to the door, forcibly crossed the tide, and bled thousands of miles.

"Ahh

The bellows echoed, mixed with reluctance and despair.

"Damn humans!"

There was the most powerful Xuan Immortal of the Demon Clan, gritting his teeth, but he didn't dare to stay, and fled directly into the distance and left here. However, he was destined to be unable to escape. Jiang Fanxiao stopped him, but it only flashed slightly.

"Poof!"

The golden hand pressed down, and it turned into paste on the spot.

"Nobody wants to leave!"

His voice was very cold, and he did it himself, and the Sky Splitting Sword Qi swept thousands of miles.

Lin Quan and Tang You were killed by hell. He won't forget. At this time, his breathing was very cold, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, and he couldn't let anyone here die.

"Buzz!"

The first heavenly sound vibrates, and the void rolls like a wave.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In all directions, pieces of blood mist exploded, and half of the demon monks died on the spot in the demon base camp.

Looking at this scene, Hunter Old Ancestor stared straight into his eyes: "This kid is too evil, this kind of power is even more terrifying than the power of the peak of Sanqing." He's just entered this level, and it's really ......"

He didn't even know how to describe it.

Next to it, the other 35 old monsters pouted.

The evil corpse glanced at Hunter Ancestor and said, "What is this? It's a big surprise. When I was in Zhujiajian, that boy was like a madman. He cut down a Sanqing elder of the Zhu family and his achievements in Xuan County. ”

Hunter Ancestor: "......"

He couldn't really find any words.

At the same time, many monks miles away were shocked. Looking at Jiang Fanxiao, who was killing in the Demon Fortress at this moment, many people were almost petrified directly, and their eyes almost didn't pop out.

"It's also... It's too strong!"

Finally, someone sang such a sentence in a trill.

In their field of vision, every time Jiang Fanxiao started to work, a huge demon powerhouse would fall, and even the most terrifying Xuan Immortal would not be able to resist his sword. Countless Hell Monks lay dead at his feet, rivers of blood flowing.

"No, don't kill me, ah!"

Panic, screams, begging for mercy, all kinds of sounds mingled in the demon fortress.

Nowadays, however, no one shows mercy. Although the Demon Race and the Demon Race are both ancient races, in ancient times they had no friendship and were enemies. And Jiang Fanxiao naturally couldn't let go of this vein, and the hand splitting the sky sword gang continued to write, harvesting the lives of one demon race after another.

"The few surviving ancient kings of hell also fled."

The evil corpse shook its head.

There are still many demon armies in the demon fortress, but there are no statues of the ancient kings of the Sanqing Dynasty.

"They're not stupid. Are they still here to die?"

Huntington Ancestor said.

The demons, Shura, ghosts, the ancient hatred between these big families and Jiang Fanxiao is impossible to dissolve, since Jiang Fanxiao dares to kill Zhu Jiajian, he must dare to kill the demon base camp. In response, several ancient kings of the demon clan naturally knew that there was no King Luo Tian in charge now. How dare they stay here?

It just sits there and waits to die.

"Boom!"

Miraculous gods can spread to the void. After a few hours, everything calmed down.

The stronghold of the demon clan has been completely cleaned up, and without the ancient Sanqing King in it, the demon clan is too fragile, and it is no different from the Wu Xiajia family. You must know that Jiang Fanxiao has dozens of Sanqing Ancient Kings here, and the rewards between martial arts are too great.

"Dragon Vein, let's go to Shura!"

Jiang Fanxiao said.

There are not many dragon veins under the demon stronghold, only four. At this moment, Jiang Fanxiao and dozens of old monsters started working at the same time, each of them used the three clear supernatural powers, and the four intact dragon veins under the demon clan were all moved into the mysterious small world in his body.

The Wu family's family has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and the eight dragon veins under it are all very stable. It takes too long to remove them. Hell is different here. The dragon veins underneath it were touched by the people. It is not difficult to collect the ancient kings of the thirteenth year of the Qing Dynasty.

"Let's go!

Putting away the dragon veins, the group was mighty, tumbling into the void, and running towards the Shura clan.

It was an army of destruction, birds flew, ferocious beasts retreated, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. After this army, a group of monks cautiously and excitedly followed. They are all human. They had heard Jiang Fanxiao's words before and knew that Jiang Fanxiao was going to kill Shura.

They were all excited about it and wanted to see it all with their own eyes.

Jiang Fanxiao naturally noticed that the group was following him, but he didn't say anything. It was impossible to hide these things from the world, and he never wanted to hide anyone. He Jiang Fan Xiao was telling Wei Zi World not to provoke his friends and old friends, otherwise, his anger would be enough to burn everything.

"Boom!"

A dusty demonic fog covered the sky. Soon, the group rushed into the Shura tribe.

There is nothing to say, it is an enemy in itself, and it is an unresolved situation, Jiang Fanxiao rushed to the front, dozens of old monsters were behind, and the group directly killed them. Like hell, the ancient kings of the Shura clan have also disappeared. They were unable to resist Jiang Fanxiao and the others, and were soon completely wiped out.

"Go find the ghosts!"

The four Dragonveins of the Shura family were taken away, and the army moved on to kill them.

The dusty demonic mist thundered purple sky, and the dense army rolled in, shocking groups of Terran monks. Looking at Jiang Fanxiao standing in front of his body, all the repairmen of Ziweixing were shocked, and their faces changed.

"If it's him, again, he... What is this going to do?!"

Many monks had heart palpitations.

"The demons and Shura have been destroyed. He wanted to go to the Ghost Tribe. Destroy the Ghostling!".

Someone spoke, and his face was filled with excitement.

This person was one of the first monks to see Jiang Fanxiao kill the powerful demon clan. He followed him all the way and saw Jiang Fanxiao leading the strong man to kill the demons and Shura. At the moment, his face was flushed with excitement.