The Palace of Deliberations. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Many immortals looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on at all: "Chief Fang Yu, what's wrong?"

"Why are you angry?"

"President Fang's killing intent is like terrifying ice that freezes everything, too strong! too strong!" Governor Bai muttered silently.

In the face of such a violent momentum, all thoughts came to naught.

Boom!

An inky streamer galloped out wildly!

The next moment-

Whew!

A purple thunderbolt, like a winding electric snake, pierced the void and intercepted the inky streamer!

The dark purple thunder, implying the immortal power of explosive slaughter - it is the end of the billion!

Boom!

Purple thunder, splitting the ink streamer!

The ink-colored streamer fell back and forth, it was the immortality of the Moxuan clan, the furnace fire!

"The end of billions!"

Lu Yang's face changed slightly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he asked angrily, "Immortal, what do you mean?"

Yi Mo's face was complicated, he slowly stood up, and sighed: "You, it's better to stay here quietly, and wait for President Fang to come back." ”

Lu Yang's eyes glared: "Yimo, you are also willing to surrender to him?"

Yimo was silent.

Fuyun Immortal turned into a hurricane, roared back, stared coldly at the Immortal and Furnace Yang of the Mo Ling Clan, and smiled slightly:

"Stove Burn. ”

"Can you tell me, what did you Mo Xuan Clan do?

The rest of the immortals also came back to their senses and looked at the furnace in unison.

The drum pavilion sounded, Fang Zongyu went, and the rear Zongyu left in anger, the furnace suddenly fled, and Yimo made a move to stop it.

In an instant, they were amazed.

But there is one thing, they understand -

The Molin clan must have committed a serious crime!

Lu Yang swallowed his saliva, propped up his immortal body, and said to himself: "There are rules in the alliance, and the Moxuan clan belongs to the third-class race and enjoys preferential privileges!"

Fu Yun sneered: "Then?"

Lu Yang said: "Let me go! I have something important!"

"Stay here obediently, and wait for Mr. Fang to come back, everything will be naturally clear. Fu Yun smiled slightly and said slowly.

"You-"

The furnace was weak, leaning on the broken stone chair, like falling into an ice cave.

"Alas. ”

Lu Yang lowered his head, and a trace of unwillingness flashed: "Blood essence, it should be exposed." I hope that Mr. Fang will be merciful to his subordinates. ”

"After all, after all, we are the Moxuan Clan, and we are a preferential race!"

——

Ink Universe.

Spiral-shaped galaxies.

A brilliant and colorful planet lies at the core of the galaxy.

The reason why it is brilliant is because around the planet, there are nine colossal and brilliant stars.

On the nine-colored planet, the Ink Clan at the realm master level all gathered here.

There were about 5,000 Lord Venerables of the Ink Clan, looking at each other, and a dead silence enveloped the entire Nine-Colored Planet.

"Boom. ”

The high-ranking realm lord, Bai Xuan, showed a look of panic in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "A year ago, when the human immortal and the chief emperor Fang Cheng made three decrees, they should have revoked the space magic array!"

"Now, what to do?"

The peak realm lord, Ji Jixuan, squinted his eyes and glanced at Bai Xuan: "It's too late to say anything, now we must start immediately and transfer!"

Ji Ji shook his head.

If it weren't for Bai Xuan being the lineage of the Furnace Yang Ancestor, he would have already scolded and sneered. You must know that a year ago, the Mo Lan clan, who looked down on Fang Cheng's order-

The happiest with Bai Lan's shouting.

And yet—looking at Bai Luan's inky face that was so frightened that it was distorted, Ji Jixuan sneered in his heart.

"Idiot!"

They are of the Molu tribe, and they are a third-class race.

Even if that human Fang Cheng was angry, it was impossible for him to come to the Mo Xuan Universe and set off a monstrous killing.

The half-step Supreme Realm Lord, Si Dull Xuan, glanced at the audience, and spoke.

His voice was loud and full of confidence: "All of you of the same clan, rest assured." Even if the human race is condemned to us—"

"At most, it's to slaughter some celestial bodies and vent your anger. ”

"We're five thousand Realm Lord Venerables, standing here. Even if he stood and let him kill, would he dare to kill?"

Si Dulu's eyes were gloomy, but he was implicitly colorful: "He didn't dare." ”

The words fell.

Many of the Ink Clam Clan Realm Lords breathed a sigh of relief.

When they think about it, this is indeed the case. The so-called panic is nothing more than the fear of the unknown.

Once you say it thoroughly, there is no need to be afraid at all.

The corners of Ji Xuan's mouth outlined a smile, and he bowed his head slightly, agreeing with Si Dull Xuan's words.

"Whew!"

"Brother Si Dull is reasonable!" Bai Lan, who was the most cowardly, grabbed the piece at the back of his head, and said with a smile.

It was as if it was a huge mountain pressing on my heart, and it suddenly dissipated.

Bai Lan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the huge screen in front of him.

In front of the many Ink Clan Realm Lords, a wide and behemoth ultra-clear screen was suspended, which was divided into hundreds of areas.

All of them are areas where the Molu clan gathers.

Si Yuxuan pointed to the screen above and said lightly: "All of you are of the same clan, three hundred areas, all are safe and sound!"

"Enough to be visible. ”

"Or, it's the human race that is self-aware, and some ordinary beings don't blame us. Or-"

Si Dull pointed at the screen's fingers, trembling slightly.

Si Yuxuan looked at the light in front of him, and was momentarily stunned.

In the screen area in the upper left corner, pure white shines endlessly, obscuring the starry macro camera.

"Human Fang Cheng, he's here!" Si Yuxuan gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly.

Crash!

In the pure white screen in the upper left corner -

A handsome young man dressed in white suddenly appeared, standing leisurely in the starry sky, carrying his hands behind his back.

His gaze was indifferent and cold, and he seemed to have arrived at the Nine Colored Planet through the macro camera, staring at all the Ink Clan Realm Lords present.

The young man in white smiled and spoke, and then the picture shattered.

Bai Lan was so frightened that he was numb, poofed, collapsed to the ground, and asked in a trembling voice, "He, what is he talking about?"

"What did he say?"

The high-ranking realm lord and Bai Lan are heartbroken and creepy.

At this moment, no one of the Ink Clin Clan Realm Lords paid attention to Bai Lu's ugly state, but instead had a solemn expression, staring at the screen in front of him.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Silence spreads.

"What the hell did he say!" Bai Luan's voice was mixed with crying, and his heart was panicked, like a hurried weed, crazy and crazy.

"Boom. ”

Si Dull swallowed.

Si Duxuan, who was ranked as a half-step Supreme Realm Lord, said in a low voice, "He said—he's coming." ”

——

Spiral galaxies.

A planetary system.

Fang Cheng's face was gloomy and fierce, and he used all his immortal power to spread the range of perception, quietly looking at the planetary system in front of him.

Three planets.

The 30 billion human beings of the same race who are surviving, struggling and desperate are all visible, reflected in front of them, and pierced into their hearts.

"My compatriots, I'm sorry. ”

Fang Cheng muttered softly, his left palm slowly poked out, and the immortal power flowed and collapsed: "Rank among the chief emperors, but I'm too late." ”

Boom!

The vast and wonderful pure white immortal power is like a milky way waterfall smashing and agitating, instantly pouring down and enveloping the planetary system, reverberating and endless!

Fang Cheng stepped out, the starry sky oscillated, and he roared angrily: "I vow to slaughter the starry sky on this trip!"

"Are we worthy to be the commander!"

The terrifying tyrant oscillated and echoed, resounding through the endless dark starry sky.

The rolling echo was infinitely stirring, and the spatial dust shattered.

"Die!"

Fang Cheng's left palm pinched and clenched!

Sen Ran is fierce and murderous, like the tide of the starry sky, tumbling and surging!

Under the extremely subtle and extremely fine pure white immortal power, all the Molin clan, regardless of male and female, young and old, innocent, good and evil, have all turned into powder!

Three planets in a planetary system.

Countless human beings are in despair.

In the deep and miserable world of endless years, they have long since lost all their hearts and no longer have illusions.

And yet, at this moment—

They were dazed to find that all the Mo Lan clan had disappeared!

At the same time, a warm and apologetic voice echoed up and down, inside and out, back and forth of the three planets.

"My fellow citizens, the Molu are all dead. I declare you free. ”

With this voice, all the dazed human races were sluggish, numb and demented!

A moment later.

"Ahhh

"We!we!!"

A creature of a personal race wails and weeps bitterly!

Ecstasy and fainting!

Utter madness!

Unbelievable, bizarre roaring voices and wailing expressions spread across the three planets, making Fang Cheng speechless, as if struck by lightning

Who can imagine what the world looks like from birth to death, and a lifetime of misery and despair?

Who can imagine what a dark life that is destined to be humble and destitute and eternal will be like?

Unexpected.

Even Fang Cheng couldn't imagine it.

Dark starry sky.

Pure white shines.

Fang Cheng, dressed in white, stood in the starry sky, as if a domineering, fierce and ruthless mysterious and majestic existence, but he also whispered tenderly:

"Enjoy the freedom. ”

"I swear, you'll all live with a smile. ”

The voice turned!

The gentle and soft voice turned into a brutal roar!

"Ink Clan!"

Fang Cheng turned around suddenly, stepped forward, and galloped into the air: "This is just the beginning!"