Although it was time to retreat, the army that was dense and full of void was in an orderly manner. Looking down from above, it is simply incredible that such a large number of troops can retreat to such a point.

"Where are the Four Swordsmen?"

Jian Lao said in a deep voice.

With a flash of light, four middle-aged men with swords in their hands and cultivating to be in the middle of the emperor level, around the late stage, appeared out of thin air.

"Your Excellency."

The four of them responded.

"Where are the Four Sword Guards?"

"Subordinate to the subordinate."

Four more guards with swords appeared.

"A few of you obey the order and leave immediately. If the army is chased and killed by the strong men of the Mang Clan, immediately go deep into the Mang Clan and kill the same number of aliens! ”

Jian Lao said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir."

The eight figures twisted and disappeared.

Everyone only knew that the recklessness appeared in a mutation, and suddenly a terrifying strong man appeared. But no one felt the other party's horror as deeply as Jian Lao.

Almost immediately, Jian Lao felt an unusually powerful divine sense, full of violent power, and locked himself from afar.

"This force!"

Jian Lao's eyes flashed, and his eyes were solemn. The aura that appeared on the other party's table had already surpassed the level of the emperor-level Great Perfection level. At this level, almost every strong person has unrivaled strength.

The wind howled in the distance, and the army withdrew like a tide into the rear. But it takes time to retreat, and it can only be fought for by the sword elder.

"Five Hours ......"

Jian Lao stepped under his feet and walked towards the hinterland of the Mang clan, and with a flicker, he immediately appeared hundreds of miles in front of the army, and then nailed it into the air like a nail. Motionless, quietly waiting.

In the depths of the wilderness, lightning and thunder roared. Under heavy dark clouds. A huge black shadow, suspended in a thundercloud. Huge body. It exudes a storm-like suffocating aura.

"Click!"

Huge lightning flashed through the thick clouds, and in an instant, the earth was illuminated brightly. However, in this light, even more dazzling than lightning are a pair of violent, ferocious, beast-like eyes.

"Ahh ——”

Agubastan let out another roar that made the earthquake tremble, and one by one it trembled sharply. In the bright light of lightning, there are bursts of cold light. This god of war of the Mang clan, who has been sleeping for an unknown number of years, released the breath from his body at this moment, and even heaven and earth will be shocked.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth intersect in darkness, and in the blink of an eye, the heavy rain was majestic, only to hear the sound of "boom", a huge thunderbolt, across the layers of void, heavy bombardment under the dark clouds, the demon god-like black shadow.

Agubastan closed its eyes. From the depths of the firmament, the thunder and lightning like streams thundered down on the hard shell. Splashing waves of thunder and fire.

After a long deep sleep, even when he woke up, he was still extremely weak, far from reaching his heyday. Agustan is borrowing the power to quickly regain its own strength.

The realm is elevated to the supreme level, which can open the spatial channel and absorb infinite vitality. This aura is extremely majestic. But in terms of quality, any kind of naturally generated energy in heaven and earth, whether it is demonic energy or whatever. It is far from being able to compare to the pure thunder power of the most primordial source between heaven and earth.

The power of thunder between heaven and earth is divided into nine layers. Ordinary thunder and lightning on a thunderstorm day is the power of thunder generated by the first and second layers. And the thunderstorm is from the depths of the firmament. Born of the power of thunder from three to six layers.

At the realm of Agubastan, it is already possible to communicate with the seventh layer of thunder power in the depths of the firmament. This pure and vast power of thunder is supreme and strong, and its power is even greater than the power of the center of the thunder explosion. Each thunderbolt power could even be compared to the energy stored in their bodies.

"Huh-"

In the majestic heavy rain, Agubastan, the god of war from the Mang tribe tens of thousands of years ago, with slight eyelids and strong fingers, gently pinched and spit out an ancient syllable: "靁!" ”

"Boom!"

Among the demons, there is something mysterious in the depths of the sky, which seems to be hooked. The next moment, only to hear the sound of "boom", the dark clouds were dazzling, and the overwhelming light contained a terrifying thunder and lightning power.

Acubastan's eyes were dark, and he looked up at the sky motionlessly. In his eyes, a zigzag golden mark clearly appeared, which originated in the depths of the firmament, passed through layers of space, and landed all the way down.

"Boom!"

Thunder and fire splashed everywhere, and the next moment, a huge thunderbolt thousands of miles long turned into a dragon shape, passed through the thick thunderclouds, and slashed heavily on Agubastan, the god of war of the Mang tribe, with the momentum of thunder.

Acubastan groaned, drowning in a dazzling golden light. This kind of seventh-layer thunder from a distance, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the ground, is indestructible, and has a sharp genus that can penetrate even a top-level spiritual treasure.

However, the bombardment fell on Agubastan's body, but it was unscathed. The majestic power contained in it, on the contrary, turned into a stream, passed through the pores of Agubastan's body, and rushed into the body in wisps, surging into the body, turning into a domineering and incomparable xenogeneous energy.

His breath was recovering at an extremely terrifying speed.

One thunderbolt after another continued to fall from the depths of the firmament. Agubastan is like an ancient god of war who has descended into the world, completely letting go of the ban and absorbing these supreme and masculine powers.

At the same time, endless information from heaven and earth continued to pour into Acubastan's mind from all directions. It makes up for the missing memories of the thousands of years he has been awake.

"Immortal ...... ...... have perished"

Acubastan's thick lips trembled and he muttered to himself, with extreme surprise and loss. The language that came out of his mouth was not the language of the Mang people, but the language of the Three Realms.

"The Sword of the Manggod", "The Blade of the Manggod", "The Halberd of the Mang", "The Thorn of the Mang", the collapse of the Mang army established by the three single-handed, as well as the degeneration of the Mang, and the continuous war and death, made the Mang God of War frown deeply. A cloud of anger was brewing between his eyebrows.

"Tsinghua Immortal Domain, Qingdi Yuxi! ……”

Agubastan opened suddenly, and there was a shock in his body, and a wave of destruction and murder broke out of his body. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the space distorted, and the scenery became blurred.

In the message that Agubastan felt, every picture of a barren land, rivers of blood. are all related to a Qingdi Yuxi called the fairy world.

"Buzz"

With a shock to his body, Agubastan burst out of the air, and his huge body hit a long void in the majestic rain, and a flicker disappeared immediately.

"Boom!"

From the depths of the Mang clan to the edge of the central immortal realm, the heavens and the earth were dark. Only to hear a thunderclap. A storm-like, extremely oppressive figure was suspended in the void.

On the opposite side of the Mang god of war Agubastan, a figure is majestic, and on his knife-like face, there is a sense of fortitude, even in the face of this legendary god of war of the Mang tribe who does not know how many thousands of years ago, he was known for killing and furious, and there was not the slightest timidity on the face of the old man. A pair of eyes, even darkness can't hide it, and thunder and lightning can't hide it.

"You are Qingdi Yuxi?"

The giant-like body of Agubastan, condescending, looked down at the sword elder. The murderous aura emanating from his body shook the heavy rain that fell and turned into mist.

"I'm not the Green Emperor, but if you want to see the Green Emperor, you have to step over my body!"

The old sword man stood with his hands in his hands and replied lightly. Even in front of this demon god-like god of war, he is not inferior at all. His aura is not ostentatious, but he is like a mainstay, and no matter how strong Agubastan's murderous aura is, it cannot be concealed. In this faint response, Jian Lao broke through with a "bang" and took a step forward.

It was the distance of this step that Jian Lao's essence, qi, and spirit suddenly increased by geometric multiples, completely rising a notch.

Agubastan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a slight hint of surprise, but this hint of surprise was quickly overwhelmed by the intense murderous intent.

"Die!"

The heavy sound exploded in the void like a thunderbolt. As soon as the word "death" fell, Agubastan punched violently, with an incomparable murderous aura. Almost at the same time, Jian Lao shot at the same time, and his body flickered, turning into a lightning message.

This day, from the depths of the Mang tribe to the border, a sudden thunderstorm lasted for a day and a night. Many places, even the stars, were destroyed by this thunderstorm.

On this night, many ordinary immortals observed terrifying thunder and lightning that they had never seen before. Intense thunder and lightning, spanning tens of millions of miles, the sky became more dazzling than the sun. The terrible sight was like the end of the day.

And for many cultivators and immortal realm powerhouses, this day and night was extremely unsettling. The blazing thunder in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of these strong people, is the result of two powerful and inconceivable existences, the result of fierce fighting.

For a day and a night, no one dared to come near there!

The next day, a news spread all over the world, the god of war of the Mang tribe, Acubastan, woke up, and suppressed the sword roar of the Mang tribe for more than 100 years under the throne of the Heavenly Fire Sword Monarch, and fought fiercely for a day and a night.

Afterwards, Agustan returned to the depths of the Mang tribe to listen to the oracle of the Mang. And the sword roared under the seat of the Heavenly Fire Sword Monarch, and his whereabouts were unknown, and he was nowhere to be found. When the news came, the central domain shook, and the millions of troops under the sword roared in mourning!

............ "What! Jian Xiao died in the hinterland of the Mang tribe and was killed by the Mang god of war Agubastan!! ”

When the news reached the Tianluo Star Domain, the Luo Tian Emperor was shaken. The whole news was so unexpected.

Emperor Luo Tian was silent, and the entire upper echelons of the Tianluo Star Domain were silent...... Almost at the same time, the Ghost Emperor Star also received the news. Compared to Emperor Luo Tian, the reaction of the Ghost Emperor Star was much calmer, just one sentence:

"It's a pity ......"

When the news reached the Demon Realm, the First Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm was taken aback: "How can there be such a thing!" ”

Continue to be extremely angry: "Damn! It doesn't matter if this sword roar is dead, why is the Mang clan resurrected, damn it, really damn it! (To be continued)