The white-robed man's name is white-faced Langjun, and it sounds like he eats soft rice. His name is the same, there is never a shortage of beautiful women around him, and those women have never quarreled with each other, nor have they fought for favor, which shows that this person does have some means. If someone thinks that he only has such abilities and ignores his strength and cultivation, that person is doomed to death.

In the past, he was indispensable to be accompanied by beautiful women. And now, under the will of the Proud War God Emperor, he can't take those women with him, otherwise, a beautiful scenery is indispensable.

Tao Dahu's eyes widened angrily, although he was not convinced, but the wound on his shoulder made a trace of jealousy in the depths of his eyes, which was the mark left on him by the white-faced Langjun not long ago.

As a strong man of the Golden Power Dao, the white-faced Langjun can also be regarded as a senior monk who has come to the forefront of this Dao, and his strength is naturally not bad, Tao Dahu is slightly inferior to him, after all, the latter has cultivated for less than 1,500 years, while the former has been a full 300 years longer than him.

"Boy, you shouldn't have brushed off his kindness, he did it for your good. The white-faced Langjun laughed strangely.

"Shut up, what's your business!"

Yun Fei and Tao Dahu both roared at the same time, and the white-faced Langjun's simple words reflected that this person had a lot of tricks, and if it was someone else, this sentence would inevitably cause a gap in the hearts of the two. Besides, it was the first time they had met, and they had not reached the level of deep friendship, so this kind of separation was the best use.

He didn't expect that the two of them were extremely open in their hearts, and they had no other thoughts at all, although Tao Dahu was a little unconvinced in his heart, but he also knew himself, after all, Yun Fei had just walked out of the Golden Power Field unscathed. In other words, he was able to come out of it, but he couldn't be unscathed.

"Jin Zhili is nothing more than that, it shouldn't have been taught to you by your master. Yun Fei grinned, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of the monks around him trembled, and there was a faint smile on their faces, and he was the only one who dared to say such a thing, and no one dared to say this. The white-faced Langjun's combat power was seen by everyone, and the monks of the Shura tribe were defeated by killing a group, and there were not 10,000 but 8,000 who died in his hands, staining the blood of the Shura monks.

"No wonder this kid would say that. A man with a dark face laughed loudly, and even the others couldn't help but laugh.

"Look for death!"

The anger in the heart of the white-faced Langjun was so high that he wanted to kill all those who laughed at him, and the first evil to be killed was naturally Yunfei.

"Boom!"

The void collapsed, and the wide ravines cracked along the surroundings, and the naked eye could see the stars rising and falling outside the endless domain, and the light that flew by was the falling stars.

Some people say that the fall of the stars is to pay tribute to the dead martyrs, and only those monks whose merits are higher than the sky and the sea will have a meteor when they die.

The strength shown by the white-faced Langjun at this moment shocked the hearts of the Red King and the old man of the Shura clan, especially the former, and even his face was a little dignified with the golden power that permeated all around.

What is the purpose of hiding so deeply? Looking at the white-faced Langjun who was covered in golden light, like a scorching sun, the Red King's brows furrowed slightly.

"Showing this strength earlier, and talking about that kid living until now?"

Before, the white-faced Langjun's performance was unsatisfactory, and the Red King was also dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't show that he couldn't show it, but it caused ridicule from his companions. And this time, in order to kill Yun Fei, he released all his strength and no longer kept it, in order to be able to fight for this battle. However, there are still people who don't buy it, can't get used to him, and speak coldly there.

"Poof!"

The powerhouse of the half-step God Emperor Realm had a playful smile on his face, watching his body fall into the void, blood gushing out from the neat severance. It's just a blink of an eye, a half-step God Emperor Realm powerhouse of the human race was killed, or was killed by his own people.

That person would never have thought that the white-faced Langjun, who usually behaved submissively in them, had such a domineering side at this moment, killing the monks of the same rank with thunderous speed and decisive means.

"White-faced Langjun, you are so bold, do you want to betray the Proud War God Emperor like that kid?"

Some people are angry, seeing the white-faced Langjun as being in the same group as Yunfei, there are not a few people who have such thoughts, and the strength of those people is almost the same as that of the white-faced Langjun, and they usually look down on him very much.

The white-faced Langjun didn't speak, his golden eyes glanced at the Red King, and he knew in his heart that as long as the Red King didn't blame, no one could do anything to him.

"White-faced Langjun, the most important thing for a monk is to be in your heart, don't be confused by the performance of external objects, and don't be confused by the people around you. What to do, you know in your heart, it's just that now is the time to employ people, and they can't die yet. ”

King Chi's words exploded in the white-faced Langjun's mind, like a spring thunder, with the effect of initiation, and the bottleneck that had plagued him for many years seemed to have loosened.

"Lord Xie Chiwang, in the future, the white-faced Langjun will look forward to the head of the adult. Of course, it is not easy to break through, and it takes many years of perception and contact with the Great Dao, only in this way can he truly ascend to the Divine Emperor Realm.

The Red King has been trapped in this level for hundreds of years, and although he has already figured out the key, he still can't merge with the Great Dao and can't be promoted to the Divine Emperor Fruit Rank. It is too easy to exchange the allegiance of a hundred Langjun with only one sentence.

"Kill!"

The white-faced Langjun glared fiercely at the monk behind the Red King, and turned towards Yun Fei to kill. And in such a short moment, the people of the Shura tribe were no longer scattered but gathered in one place.

"Buzz!"

The void roared, the power of yin and yang intertwined, and in mid-air, two rays of light, one bright and one dark, crisscrossed like a spider's web, forming a huge web of light. Although the power of gold was many times stronger than before, it was still blocked by the light net of the power of yin and yang.

"This is the purest power of the Taiyin Sun!"

The old man of the Shura clan stared at the power of yin and yang in the high heavens, his lips trembled, and layers of mist surged in his eyes, and he was secretly shocked in his heart.

"You see, what are they going to do?"

High in the air, only Yun Fei was left in a fierce battle with the white-faced Langjun, resisting the surging power of gold. The white-faced Langjun after the rage was indeed extraordinary, even Yun Fei couldn't completely block the power of Jin, and there were still a few wisps of relatively strong force rushing in and killing more than a dozen strong people of the Shura clan.

"Boy, I thought you had a lot of power, but that's it. The white-faced Lang Jun looked relaxed, he was really happy now, because the anger that had accumulated in his heart had been released, and he was relaxed, and the power of the ninth layer of the force was really extraordinary, and even Yun Fei's body, which was harder than Lingbao, was cut out by the power of gold.

"Poof!"

A piece of golden light flashed, blood flashed, and Yun Fei's shoulder was scratched by an extremely small golden force, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow and began to wreak havoc on his vitality. Fortunately, his physical body is strong enough to repair the wounds on his body automatically, otherwise, there would be more wounds on his body than this.

Jin Zhili is indeed the most violent and domineering. Yun Fei thought to himself.

"Seniors, if you don't make a decision, we will all die here today. Yun Fei transmitted, almost roaring, and at the same time, he urged the yin and yang aura circle to kill forward.

A word woke up the dreamer, and the old man of the Shura clan saw Yun Fei fighting for the bloody Shura clan, but he was still doubting the latter's intentions, and because of his hesitation, more than a dozen clansmen died tragically on the spot.

"It's just a trapped beast, can it really turn out of the sky?" Seeing Yun Fei staring at the light net and rushing to kill, the white-faced Langjun sneered again and again, and with a 'Zheng' sound, a golden giant sword appeared in the latter's hand.

Looking at the white-faced Langjun's every move, King Chi's brows tightened, and an ominous premonition was born in his heart for no reason, but looking around, the only person who could make him feel this kind of induction was the old patriarch of the Shura clan, and there would be no other person besides that.

"Look, what are they doing?"

On the ground, the Terran monks saw that the monks of the Shura clan had gathered together, sitting in the void, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on their bodies. In that way, even if they gave up their defense and waited to be killed, at this moment, even a three-year-old child could kill them with a sword.

"Take this opportunity to catch them all, so that our merits will increase exponentially after all, and maybe we can even be appreciated by the God Emperor. ”

Looking at the Shura monks who gave up resisting, many of the Shura monks had this thought, after all, the purpose of their coming here was to kill the Shura tribe.

Since there is such a plan, those are all people who are decisive in killing, and history, led by a few monks at the peak of the Holy Spirit Realm, rushed to the camp of the Shura clan.

The old patriarch of the Shura clan was also among them, and he took Tao Dahu, Tao Tianbao and others to the ground, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body. Looking at the Terran monks who rushed to kill, he closed his eyes, which frightened Tao Dahu on the side, although there was a transmission from the old patriarch to them before, but if they didn't make a move at this moment, their clansmen would definitely be washed away in blood.

"Uncle Big Tiger, we have to believe the words of the old patriarch, even if thousands of troops are overwhelmed, we must relax wholeheartedly and not have the slightest resistance. Ying'er looked up with her little face, and her black and white eyes were pure and flawless, which made Tao Dahu also feel calm in his heart, and he also sat down cross-legged, no longer having the slightest resistance.

"Let the remnants of the Shura clan die!"

The monks who had been slaughtered to the front laughed wildly, as if they had been given a generous gift from the God Emperor, their eyes were full of madness and killing, and in front of them it seemed that they were not living beings, but a group of livestock that could only be slaughtered.

Suddenly, the place where the Shura people were sitting was enveloped in a large white light, and then it dissipated, and the Shura people were not left, and there was no one left. The white light appeared very abruptly, very quickly, and caught people off guard.

At the same time, the Red King in the sky did not dare to roar, "The old man swears to kill all of your clan!"