In the chaos, the harsh wind in the deep purple mist. Nature.2.

Around him, wisps of purple qi were surrounding.

And the original fog has disappeared!

Over his shoulder, Little Horn whispered.

And beside him, the Sky Weeping Sword was levitating, and the sound of the sword continued to come out of it.

Chaos, silence.

Yan Feng is alone, alone in this chaos, as if he has fallen asleep!'

From a distance, there are four streamers, with the momentum of breaking through the chaos, coming in an instant!

The four streamers suddenly stopped outside the severe wind.

"The wind..."

6 pressure saw Yan Feng, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

"We're late. ”

Hongjun, who was standing in front of the three of them, dressed in a black and white robe, spoke in a condensed voice.

At this moment, behind the four of them, one streamer after another appeared.

At this time, the other ancient gods and true gods!

The gods of the ancients, all here!

And at this moment, Yan Feng was still with his eyes closed, and his figure was floating quietly in this chaos.

From the other direction, there are many streamers galloping in.

There are countless powerful auras among them, and there are even a few, which are stronger than the four ancestral gods of the Three Realms!

Hongjun and the others all frowned and looked in the direction where the streamer came.

"It's Luo Tiandian. ”

Nuwa spoke in a condensed voice.

"Presumably, Luo Tiandian is the main one. ”

Four ancestral gods, Hongjun, female play, ancestral dragon, 6 pressures.

At this moment, the ancestral dragon had already turned into a human form, wearing a black brocade robe.

If so, this departing should not be feared. ”

Zu Long looked at Yan Feng... In his eyes, this is no longer Yan Feng, not the person of the Three Realms.

It's the clan saint of the Yue Li, the oracle!

"Don't be careless. ”

Hongjun opened his mouth in a condensed voice, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter!

The galloping streamers in the distance, one by one, also appeared.

One of them is Huo Yu.

In addition to Huo Yu, there are also a large number of ancient gods and true gods, and even the ancestral gods, all of whom have as many as seven or eight.

When these people came here, they also stopped one after another, and they all looked at Yan Feng's location.

At this moment, the wind is full of purple mist.

Eyes, slowly opened.

But in this eye... But there is not the slightest color.

A wisp of purple qi slowly emerged from this eye.

The Sky Crying Sword, with a sword roar, hurriedly retreated.

'Yan Feng' suddenly beckoned and grabbed the Sky Cry Sword back in his hand, no matter what the Sky Cry Sword was, it couldn't escape the hands of 'Yan Feng'.

The 'Yan Feng' at this moment is no longer the original Yan Feng!

The one who controls this flesh... It's an apostle.

"Luo Tiandian..."

'Yan Feng' didn't look at the ancient gods of the Three Realms.

For him, he has this body and a divine source at this moment!

The Three Realms... In his eyes, there is no value.

If it is idle, it will naturally destroy these gods of the Three Realms.

And at the moment... What he wanted to do more was to slaughter all these people in Luo Tiandian!

hands, slowly raised.

Suddenly!

Suddenly, under the body of 'Yan Feng', a huge whirlpool appeared.

In this whirlpool, there is the sound of war drums that shake the sky, and there is a steady stream, and hundreds of millions of Yue Li people appear from this whirlpool.

"I advise you not to be obsessed. ”

Among Luo Tiandian's group, there was one person standing at the front, an old man with a blue elder.

At the moment, his brow is furrowed.

One of the eighteen protectors of Luo Tiandian, the Seven Ancestral Gods!

"Withered seven. ”

'Severe wind', with a purple mist in his eyes.

With an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the withered seven in front of Luo Tiandian.

"Ben Sheng remembers that when Ben Sheng became an ancestral god, you were only a small true god. ”

When Kuqi heard this, his face changed slightly.

'Yan Feng' is indeed true.

The Yue Li Clan's Saint Separation Oracle is the only existence in this Luo Heaven Domain whose longevity can be comparable to that of the Lord of the Luo Heaven Palace.

It's a pity that although the two of them are approaching the first birthday.

But one is on the verge of sitting, and the other is immortal!

The Lord of the Luo Heavenly Hall is the realm of the Heavenly Sage!

became a heavenly saint, the so-called heavenly saint, is above the sky, theoretically it is immortal with chaos, unless it is killed and the soul is wiped out, otherwise it is immortal!

The entire Luo Heaven Domain, that is, the Lord of the Luo Heaven Palace, has reached the Heavenly Saint Realm alone!

Maybe... From today onwards, there will be a second one.

withered seven, there is a fierce color in his eyes.

He opened his mouth sharply and said: "The order of the hall master, wipe out the Yue Li clan, and it can be executed!"

The voice fell, and many people behind him rushed up one after another.

At the same time, in this chaos, dozens of whirlpools appeared, and from the whirlpools, people with different appearances and clothes were killed.

This is the rest of Luo Tian's races!

Obey the call of the Lord of the Luo Heavenly Temple and exterminate the Yue Li clan.

'Yan Feng' just stood in place, and his body didn't move in the slightest.

His clansmen all rushed forward and began to fight with people from other tribes.

People on both sides, combined... That's tens of billions!

The melee of tens of billions of people, in this chaos, is extremely bloody!

However, it is clear that the Yueli clan has fallen behind.

As the prediction said, no matter how strong the Yue Li clan is, it will definitely not be stronger than Luo Tiandian.

Lord Luo Tiandian, he doesn't need to take action himself at all, he only needs to mobilize other ethnic groups, and he can wipe out all the Yue Li clans.

But there's a premise... That's the resignation.

Not a celestial saint!

'Yan Feng', with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment.

Look at these clansmen who are fighting.

hands, slowly raised.

At the moment when it was raised, many of the people of the Yue Li clan who were fighting were suddenly stunned!

There was endless horror in their eyes!

These people... Shocked to see, the blood in his body was actually flowing backwards, wanting to run out of his body!

Divine Origin, the Law of the Sword, and again... It is the blood of the people.

'Yan Feng' showed a hint of expectation in his eyes!

He wants to use the blood of hundreds of millions of people to refine the purest wisp of origin!

The Yue Li clan was born because of him!

All his people can be called his descendants!

But as time went by, his longevity was approaching, and his origin... It is also dissipated almost.

The origins that are left behind are just some remnants.

With that residual origin, you have to break through the Heavenly Sage... It's not possible.

But the time it takes, as long as it takes tens of thousands of years!

And at the moment... There is no time to wait for those tens of thousands of years.

'Yan Feng', I don't want to wait for tens of thousands of years!

These clansmen, since they are incarnated by their own blood, only need to unite the blood of all the clans... It is inevitable that the purest source will be extracted.

This origin... This is the origin of the detriment!

The screams sounded in the mouths of those Yue Li!

That whirlpool didn't send them here to fight...

Rather, send them to death!

The purpose of their existence is to one day.

Blood Sacrifice!

At the corner of Yan Feng's mouth, a bloodthirsty smile appeared.

hand, suddenly pinched, hundreds of millions of Yueli people, no matter how much they cultivated, were all shattered!

(End of chapter)