The voice appeared so abruptly that there was not the slightest warning beforehand.

And with the appearance of this voice, a majestic and infinite, vast and terrifying aura burst in, covering all directions, I don't know how far it stretched, enveloping the entire altar and everything around it.

At this moment, everyone is like a worm in amber, except that their consciousness is still running, but they can't move in the slightest, everything is still.

"Peerless Realm, this must be the power of Peerless Realm!"

Hu Yang held the Tairu sword, the blood droplets on the tip of the sword had not yet fallen, frozen in mid-air, and in his heart, he was screaming wildly and terrified.

The only thing that can make everything stand still with just breath and stop the wind and extinguish the clouds is the power of the realm of the Peerless Realm.

In the realm, everything is as you like, and I am the master.

Hu Yang has seen the power of the realm of the master and the demon lord, so he is not unfamiliar, but even the master and the demon lord are far from being able to compare to the realm power at this time.

Obviously, the strength of the people who came far exceeded that of ordinary peerless realm powerhouses.

Everything is still, but in front of Hu Yang, the space fluctuates, but a figure suddenly walks out.

This person is not tall, but an old man with crane hair and a childish face, wearing a feather crown and a Kunpeng robe, and his imperial coercion is the only one seen in Hu Yang's life, and he is actually the ancestor of Kunpeng.

At this time, the Kunpeng Ancestor had a ruddy complexion, his breath was like an abyss and the sea, and it was elusive, and it was obvious that his injuries had recovered a lot.

"I actually found a trace of true meaning, this kind of swordsmanship is not something that ordinary people can have, let the old man search your soul!"

Kunpeng Ancestor slowly walked towards Hu Yang, although Hu Yang wanted to struggle with everything, but his strength was no different from the firefly and Haoyue compared to Kunpeng Ancestor, he couldn't move at all, and could only watch Kunpeng Ancestor approach.

"No, this is the swordsmanship taught to me by my master, and I will never allow others to touch it, even if it is death, I will never let Haoran Sword Song fall into the hands of others!"

However, Hu Yang was extremely strong, and when he heard Kunpeng Ancestor say to himself, he wanted to die to avoid the consequences of Haoran Sword Song being taken away.

The aura in the body was running vigorously, like a violent storm, all of which merged into the dantian, wanting to explode.

"In front of the old man, how can you blow yourself up, joke!"

However, Populus euphratica is still too weak, and the weak do not even have the right to die.

The Kunpeng Ancestor's divine sense pressed, as if Mount Tai was overpowering, directly scattering the aura of Hu Yang's body, making him unable to explode himself.

Feeling that he couldn't blow himself up, Hu Yang laughed miserably, and his heart was bitter, at this moment, he desperately longed for strong power, only strong can control his own destiny.

"Huh!"

Just as Hu Yang could only watch the big hand of the Kunpeng Ancestor grasp his head, the picture of the common people who had been silent and unmoving, suddenly shone brightly, and the bright light shone on the nine heavens.

An incomprehensible coercion suddenly came, and it actually shook the power of Kunpeng Ancestor's domain, causing Hu Yang and the others to regain their freedom.

"Brother, run away!"

As soon as she recovered, Hu Wanqiu screamed, and the anxious look on her face was extremely intense.

"Run!"

The emperor and many ministers and guards in the distance, how dare they stop for half a minute at this moment, and they fled one after another, and the speed was extremely fast.

At this time, the picture of the people on the altar is sparkling, as if the gods have descended into the world, a heroic and righteous atmosphere, just and upright, shining from it, pressing all directions.

Populus euphratica felt transparent and comfortable, and the aura that had been dispersed by the Kunpeng Ancestor was restored again, and it was more majestic and richer.

An illusory and vague figure manifested from the map of the common people, not real, but there is an unimaginable aura descending, this majestic qi, as if from the ancient times, condensed into the common people, every wisp is enough to derive a world.

"Saint!"

Kunpeng Ancestor's eyes widened, not daring to imagine.

Click, click!

With the appearance of this vague figure, the stone wall depicting the picture of the common people collapsed inch by inch, and finally completely dissipated, but this vague figure did not dissipate, but flew towards the poplar, and finally completely submerged into the body of the poplar.

At the same time, the robe on Hu Yang's body has also changed, and it is no longer the robe of the Overlord Blood Sect, but has turned into a picture of the lives of all the people.

That's right, the picture of the people who disappeared from the stone wall fell on Populus euphratica.

This is something similar to inheritance, and after about a stick of incense, these mutations gradually dim and completely disperse.

Only poplar Hu is wearing a picture of the common people and holding a Tairu sword, standing on the altar.

"It's actually a saint's inheritance, haha, it's really heaven helping the old man, when the old man captures you, he will get the law of the saint!"

The Kunpeng Ancestor waited for the inheritance to end, but he was not surprised and rejoiced, and laughed.

The Ten Thousand People Life Diagram is just a inheritance, although it is a treasure, but the growth of strength is not obvious, Populus euphratica is still the strength of the sublimation realm, and there is a huge difference with the Kunpeng Ancestor.

However, at this time, Kunpeng Ancestor was reluctant to kill him.

"Old monster, we are from the Overlord Blood Sect, and my brother is a disciple of the Sword King!"

Hu Wanqiu suddenly spoke out and shouted loudly, she couldn't judge the strength of the Kunpeng Ancestor, but when she thought that there were two peerless realm powerhouses in the sect, Jian Ling and the Demon Lord, she was full of confidence and wanted to scare the Kunpeng Ancestor away.

"Sister, don't say ......"

Almost at the moment when Hu Wanqiu opened his mouth, Hu Yang realized that it was not good, but he was still a step slower after all, and Hu Wanqiu said it all.

"Overlord Blood Sect, Sword King?"

Hearing Hu Wanqiu's words, Kunpeng Old Ancestor's eyes suddenly lit up, and a strange smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Hmph, our Blood Sect is the first sect in the Eastern Regions, in addition to the Sword King, there are also two Peerless Realm powers, I advise you to leave obediently, if you hurt my brother, the Sword King will definitely not let you go!"

It's a pity that Hu Wanqiu didn't notice Kunpeng Ancestor's strange smile, and thought that the name of the Blood Suppression Sect frightened the other party, and his confidence settled down a lot.

"Say no more!"

Hu Yang's heart was trembling, he knew the strength of Kunpeng Ancestor better than Hu Wanqiu, for fear that Kunpeng Ancestor would be angry and kill his sister, and he drank out at this moment.

Hearing Hu Yang's words, Hu Wanqiu finally realized that something was wrong, and her face turned pale instantly.

"Hehe, what a Hey Blood Sect, what a Sword King, the old man still has an account to settle with him, since he met you here, it can be regarded as fate, since this is the case, the old man will send you to the Blood Sect!"

Kunpeng Ancestor sneered, originally he planned to find the treasure land elixir to recover from his injuries, but he didn't expect to meet Hu Yang and Hu Wanqiu again, and his hatred for Zhang Jian suddenly overflowed again.

Hu Yang's face changed, and he still wanted to speak, but Kunpeng Ancestor didn't give them the slightest chance to speak, and with a wave of his big hand, the aura suddenly turned into a big hand, Hu Yang, Hu Wanqiu, and the golden big tooth on the side were all imprisoned, and immediately tore apart the space and disappeared in place.

On the altar, there was only a mess, only the huge corpse of the Ram King, bloody and fell on the spot. At this time, the Overlord Blood Sect ushered in an unprecedented catastrophe.