The monks of the ancestral land were furious.

There was a nameless fire in his belly, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

How can they say that they are also the top monks in the ancestral land, and now they are said to be refugees from the ruins, this is simply a naked humiliation!

Especially the group of monks from outside the ancestral land, they were conceited and extremely rampant, and their eyes were full of disdain when they looked at the ancestral monks, which made them feel extremely unhappy.

"Isn't it just that the background behind you is strong and you are extremely rampant, if you don't have these backgrounds, you are just a humble ant in front of me!"

In the void, a handsome man in black armor carried his hands behind his back.

The black armor is imprinted with mysterious patterns, which is extremely simple, and you can see that it is extraordinary at a glance.

"How dare a lowly ant be angry with the Supreme?"

He named one of his subordinates and ordered: "Since this group of refugees from the ruins is so ignorant, you can teach them how to behave for me!"

The subordinate wearing the battle armor received the order and shot directly at the ancestral monk who was "outspoken".

"Too much deception!"

The ancestral monk was furious, this person was simply arrogant, and dared to let a small subordinate come to fight?

It's simply not to take him in his eyes, naked provocation!

He must want this arrogant boy to see the power of the ancestral monks!

He used his spiritual power to sacrifice his strongest combat skills, intending to give the other party a dismount.

Violent spiritual power swept out.

"Mortal Body Triple Heaven?!"

When the monks of the ancestral land saw this scene, they were immediately shocked.

Such terrifying strength is almost comparable to the position of the elders and even leaders of most of the tribes in the ancestral land!

It seems that the outsiders have been defeated!

Dare to let a mere slave come to fight, it is simply looking for death.

And the monks who stood in the void from outside the mysterious ancestral land looked unfazed.

The subordinate of the battle armor was calm and composed, and a rune suddenly appeared on his fist arm, crystal clear and extremely mysterious.

"Could it be... Treasure Technique?!" Someone noticed the Dao patterns emerging from the arms of the subordinates of the battle armor and said in shock.

The Ancestral Land Cultivator's heart was extremely shocked, he had always been regarded by the tribe as the treasure of the Zhen Clan, but among the outsiders, even their subordinates were able to cultivate, how terrifying was this?

He pinched his fist mark in his hand and blasted directly towards the ancestral monk.

The devastating offensive directly disintegrated and destroyed the Ancestral Monk's combat skills, hitting the door directly.

Rumble!

The fist mark slammed heavily on his body, and the dark energy burst out in an instant.

The Ancestral Land Cultivator's entire body exploded directly in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood mist that filled the void.

The scene was shocking and shocking.

The Ancestral Monk was shocked!

The mortal body triple heaven monk was killed so easily?

And the other party is just a slave, if their master takes action himself, how terrible should it be?

Their eyes widened, their pupils constricted.

Unbelievable!

When they looked at the monks from the outside of the ancestral land again, their eyes were full of fear.

Originally, the ancestral monks who planned to "teach" this group of arrogant and domineering outside monks were instantly dumbfounded.

"The ants in the ruins, it's disgusting!" the woman said disgustedly.

The monks of the ancestral land felt very aggrieved.

They did not dare to speak or be angry.

Because they are not opponents at all, the difference in rank between the two is too great to match.

"It's a fantasy that ants will always be ants, and they want to shake elephants!" said an old woman who followed behind the woman.

In the face of the humiliation of outsiders, someone finally couldn't help but take action.

This group of outsiders is simply too deceitful!

"I know him, he is the war king of the war tribe, the powerhouse of the peak of the mortal body triple heaven!"

Many ancestral monks were overjoyed, and at such a moment, a strong person finally stood up and regained the dignity of the ancestral land.

"It is rumored that the War King has cultivated the treasure art of the Zhen clan in the clan, and he will definitely be able to teach this group of outsiders a lesson!"

"Let them know that the monks of the ancestral land are not so easy to mess with. ”

The woman glanced at it coldly and said, "It seems that this group of ants still wants to challenge the Divine Dragon and let them know what despair is." ”

The old woman beside her took the order and turned to kill the war king of the war clan.

"They were so arrogant that they sent a slave to die!" said the Ancestral Monk.

"The War King is not an ordinary character, combined with his Zhen Clan's treasure arts, it is enough to compete with a powerhouse at the peak of the Mortal Body Four Heavens, otherwise how could he be called the 'War King'?" said the warrior of the War Clan confidently.

"Tut-tut!" Jiang Feiye shook his head.

When the people on the side heard this, they were a little annoyed.

"Boy, what do you mean, do you think that the War King will be defeated?" he said angrily.

In his heart, the king of war is a symbol of invincibility, but now he is not favored, which is simply an insult to the "god of war" in his heart.

Jiang Feiye Fox said suspiciously: "Something?"

The man said angrily: "The Battle King has cultivated the treasure art of our clan, and it is absolutely impossible to be defeated! And you, as a monk of the ancestral land, actually turned your arm out, it is simply a shame for the monk of the ancestral land!"

"It's disgusting that the War King fights outsiders for the dignity of the ancestral land, at least his bearing is stronger than yours, and unlike you, he will only point fingers at him silently!" he said.

Jiang Feiye said seriously: "They are too weak, and fighting with them is a waste of my precious time." ”

The man rolled his eyes at Jiang Feiye, "The strength is not strong, but the tone is not small." ”

The Battle King sacrificed the treasure art of the Zhen Clan, and the dazzling runes condensed with spiritual power and rhyme, imprinted on the surface of the body.

It's like a spell, and it's mysterious.

The runes are filled with a huge amount of energy, as if they can calm the mountains and rivers and tear the earth apart.

He urged the treasure art and slashed at the old woman.

"You wait for the ants, I don't know what to do, you dare to provoke me, it's like looking for death!" the old woman roared angrily.

She ran the treasure technique, and a complex pattern appeared on her arm, and at the same time, it emitted a dazzling white glow, almost drowning her entire arm.

The two fought each other, and the treasures collided, and an earth-shattering loud noise erupted.

The terrifying spiritual power blast slammed into the dust, completely engulfing the bodies of the two of them.

Immediately afterward, a stream of air swept out of the fog.

A dilapidated wreckage falls from the void.

Seeing this scene, the ancestral monk was shocked, and his heart was extremely shocked.

The king of war, he was defeated!

Even if it is as strong as a war king, is it difficult to defeat after all?

"Is this the strongest of you?

The Ancestral Monk was furious.

They clenched their fists, their pupils burning with rage.

It was as if it could burn the sky to the ground.

Not only is it not only invincible to outsiders, but it is also so humiliated?

However, the strength of the outsiders is too terrifying, even if it is just their slaves, there is still no one in the ancestral land.

The Dao civilization of the ancestral land is already lagging behind the outside world, and almost all outsiders have accepted the inheritance of the orthodox Dao law, and the control and understanding of the Dao law and treasure art are not something that the ancestral monks can ignore.

In addition, outsiders are sitting on countless resources, and these conditions are also not possessed by the ancestral monks.

The cultivators of the ancestral land hated it very much, hating that their strength was not strong, otherwise they would definitely make this group of arrogant outsiders pay a terrible price.

The Great Wilderness respects strength, and without strong hard power, it can only be wantonly slaughtered and humiliated by outsiders as it is in front of him.

Even humiliated people can't even say words of resistance.

"Ants should look like ants, don't kill yourself!"

The burly man riding the fierce Jiao said coldly.