The sound waves spread through the air like ripples, like a tidal wave, and anything that stands in its way will be mercilessly shattered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The windows of Situ Mansion and surrounding buildings were suddenly shattered, and several unlucky people were scratched by flying wood chips.

But they didn't care about treating the wounds, and they all covered their ears and squatted on the ground with painful faces.

For civilians, it is only uncomfortable, or some property loss, but for ghosts and gods, the roar of the martial saint is a catastrophe.

Hovering in the air, the body of the locust-like ghost and god suddenly froze, as if it had encountered some irresistible force.

Wherever the sound wave passed, the ghosts and gods looked at the direction from which the sound wave came with fear and despair, and let out a strange cry like a chirp, and their bodies exploded suddenly, turning into clouds of flying ash in the breeze.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

As if encountering a chain reaction, one by one the ghosts and gods exploded, and the dense locust-like ghosts and gods in the air were instantly cleared. The sky was blue again.

Even the ghosts and gods surrounding Situ were killed and injured.

"Martial Saint!"

"It must be the power of the Martial Saint!"

"The Martial Saint's whole body was burning with qi and blood, as hot as a furnace. For ghosts and gods, there is natural restraint. His roar was not only loud, but also mixed with his fiery flame-like qi and blood. For these pure yin ghosts and gods, it is no less than sulfuric acid poison. ”

Situ Xing dodged the sneak attack of a ghost god, and looked at the ghost god who was instantly ignited in the air and turned into ashes, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of shock and ecstasy.

I didn't expect that there would be a martial arts saint in Beijun to suppress it, these ghosts and gods have no body, they are all thought-incarnated, and they are pure yin bodies. Touching a martial saint is like snow exposed to the sun. It will be melted in an instant.

Standing in the air, holding a brush and splashing ink, Da Ru couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the familiar roar.

The martial arts saints of the military family rushed to dry these ghosts, and they couldn't make big waves.

"The offensive is like fire!"

Stepping on the void, the martial god whose whole body was like wolf smoke threw a punch. The entire space seemed to shake, and a huge fist poured down with endless flames.

Before hundreds of ghosts and gods could react, they were instantly burned to ashes by the flames.

Situ Xing looked at the fact that a large area of ghosts and gods was missing in the air in an instant, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking. This is the power of the Martial Saint.

These flames were not real flames, but the condensation of the fist intent of the Martial Dao Sage.

This martial arts saint is a descendant of the military family, so the fist intent is also condensed from the soldier's thoughts.

"Swift as the wind!"

The Martial Dao Sage threw another punch into the air, and the huge force tore through the space, leaving black cracks one after another.

The trees, spirits, and masonry around the rift were pulled by a tremendous force, and were torn to pieces in the shocked gaze of everyone.

"Break the Void!"

"It's breaking the void!"

"I used to think it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that the Martial Dao Sage really had such a powerful power. ”

The Blue Lotus Daoist looked at the space shattered by the fist as it was rapidly healing, and his face suddenly turned pale. I couldn't care about anything else, and I sneaked away into the distance.

Situ Lang looked at the Bi Lotus Daoist who had left him and ran away alone, and subconsciously followed, but he quickly stopped.

After the Bi Lotus Dao people escaped, they were able to obtain the blessing of the sect.

His foundation is in North County, where can he go?

The fire became more turbulent by the wind, and the blazing flames rolled upside down.

Hundreds of ghosts and gods instantly ignited, like moving torches.

The blazing qi and blood, as well as the fist intent like a flame, were no less than a catastrophe for the ghosts and gods.

The country has saints, and demons are not born.

A martial saint who practices the marrow is enough to be worth an army of 100,000.

The rest of the ghosts looked at the tall, mountain-like man in the air with fearful faces.

"Martial Sage!"

Just as the ghost was about to retreat, a scarlet eye suddenly appeared in the sky. Vicissitudes, sacred, ancient, immortal, as if this eye has witnessed the changes of the vicissitudes of the sea, and seen countless dynasties rise and fall.

It is the eternal being, it is the immortal master.

Whether it is a ghost or a human, in front of him, they are all humble ants.

Situ Xing looked at the giant eyes in the air, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, what a powerful existence.

Tightly one look can suppress all directions.

The owner of this eye is not as good as the Demon Respect Building, but it must also be the existence of a Martial Dao Sage.

may have made a human immortal!

Or the existence that breaks the void.

Otherwise, there would not be such a heavy majesty.

The Martial Dao Sage looked at the giant eyes in the air with a stiff face. The qi and blood of the whole body rose suddenly, and the huge heart emitted a unique roar of the motor, and streams of golden blood were compressed by the heart to every corner of the body.

The roar of the red-hot blood was like a river, and it could be heard miles away. The skin of his whole body turned strangely red, because the temperature of his flesh was too high.

The clothes on his upper body scorched abruptly, turning into crumbs in the breeze, revealing muscles, as if carved from marble.

But the most eye-catching thing is the spirit wolf smoke above his head.

The mouth of the bowl is thick, and the wolf smoke with condensed spirit comes out from the top of the head, straight into the sky, this wolf smoke looks light, but it is surprisingly heavy, and the howling wind can't blow it away.

Looking at the wolf smoke that was straight, as if a ruler had measured it, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of excitement.

The Martial Dao Saint is going to go all out!

The next blow is sure to be earth-shattering!

The giant eye in the air also noticed the change on the ground, and his gaze drooped as heavy as a mountain. Even the space seemed to be unbearable, and tiny cracks appeared.

Fortunately, the repair ability of the space is very strong, and those tiny cracks are restored in an instant.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief in their hearts.

The high-rise building built of bluestone and has never collapsed after a hundred years of wind and frost was swept by the gaze of the giant eye, and instantly turned into a pile of ruins.

As long as the eyes swept over the place, the buildings collapsed, the road surface cracked, and even the trees on the mountains and rivers were uprooted in an instant.

"Just one gaze is so strong, if it's a real body. Won't the whole continent be pierced by him?"

Everyone looked at the sky in fear.

"Immortal Juggernaut!"

"The owner of this gaze must have surpassed the existence of the Heavenly Immortals and the Martial Dao Sages. ”

"Ancestral God!"

"Ancestral God!"

"Ancestral God!"

Jumu looked at the world for a while, as if he was restricted by some kind of law, Jumu was a little unwilling, but he still closed it slowly.

A strange red light fell, and the ghost god, who was already retired, turned crazy in an instant as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Behind them, a huge black hole appeared where the giant eyes were opened.

Endless, ghosts and gods of all shapes and forms poured out of the black hole.

"Damn it!"

The Martial Dao Sage looked at the giant eyes in the air, and a feeling of fear and surrender actually rose in his heart.

The owner of this eye must be an existence that surpasses the martial arts saint, otherwise such negative emotions would not rise in his heart.

"Ancestral God!"

Chen Jiuzhang, who was dressed in Confucian clothes, stood side by side with the martial arts saint, looking at the air with a cold face, and there was a faint trace of indescribable fear in the depths of his eyes.

"The ancestral god is the most powerful ghost god in the wilderness, and it is also the oldest existence, and the wilderness respectfully calls him the ancestral god, the ancestor of all gods! No one knows his origin, and it is said that he has existed for tens of thousands of years and has participated in the god wars of the ancient period. ”

"In ancient times, the gods fought wars, the sky was shattered, the earth cracked, the mountains and rivers were broken, and countless gods fell, including some immortal gods. ”

"The ancestral god also participated in the Divine War and was seriously wounded. ”

It is for this reason that the ancestral gods fell into a deep sleep and were awake only a few days a year. ”

"I didn't expect him to be awake today, it was a real ancient god, a super-level existence, if it weren't for the ancient god war, which caused their vitality to be greatly damaged, the current lord of the earth would not be a human being. ”

Chen Jiuzhang watched the heroic soul transformed by the literary spirit shatter like fireworks, and a bitter smile couldn't help but rise at the corner of his mouth.

"Even if he had unimaginable power before, but after sleeping for so many years, he still has some strength in his heyday?"

Unlike the fear and retreat in Chen Jiuzhang's heart, the Martial Dao Sage's heart was full of battle intent, and his eyes showed a look of excitement.

"One day, the iron cavalry of Daqian will conquer the wilderness. I don't know how many armies this immortal existence can withstand, a hundred thousand, or a million?"

Da Ru glanced at the Martial Saint in some surprise, and there was a faint look of admiration in his eyes.

In the face of such a powerful existence, not only did he not have fear in his heart, but he wanted to challenge him, and I am afraid that only a soldier has such courage.

Looking at the endless stream of ghosts and gods that were like locusts, the eyes of the martial saint powerhouse couldn't help but reveal a trace of solemnity.

That terrifying look receded, but he left a passageway.

The ghosts and gods in the wilderness, the ghosts and gods in the outer realms can enter and exit freely through this passage. How could the ghosts and gods, who had long coveted the wealth of Daqian, let go of this opportunity.

So more and more ghosts and gods are coming to the sky above North County through the passage!

"Shoot!"

There was a sound of the trigger pulling in the ears of the martial arts saint, and flying feathers shot out from the bow and crossbow.

Wearing purple gold armor, covered with a scarlet cloak, and with a faint purple qi floating on his face, King Chengjun looked at the air with a gloomy face.

The ghosts and gods who were stabbed by specially treated arrows instantly looked like torches that had been lit.

But there are many ghosts and gods that have been shot, and even more ghosts and gods have poured out of the black hole.

The ghosts and gods seemed to be inexhaustible, and they kept surging, but in a moment, the number of ghosts and gods had doubled.

King Chengjun's face suddenly became gloomy.

And now at his feet, there was an old man in his late teens, dressed as a slave, bound by ropes, and his whole body was paralyzed and fell to his knees.

The eyes were hollow and dull looking ahead, there was a trace of moisture in the crotch, and the smell of urine came from far away.

If Situ Xing saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize it, this person was not a bystander, but a nonsense person who had a conflict with him at the inn.