In a treacherous place in the wilderness, there stood a long, very thin middle-aged man, wearing a gossip robe, holding a feng shui compass in his hand, and wearing a mustache on his mouth. Beside him, there was a huge pit cut by a stone spear, and in the midst of this huge pit, a puppet carved from trees was killed.

"The Heavenly Sage Son is really a god, and he can deduce in advance that an emperor-level powerhouse will attack us. The white-haired old man with a mask looked at the thin middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, and sincerely admired the Heavenly Holy Son's eyes, round and big. He didn't turn his head to look at the seven strong men who were shocked just now, he stared at the feng shui compass, and the pointer in the middle of the feng shui compass was constantly sinking westward.

This is an unusually strange situation, the hands of the feng shui compass, under normal circumstances, will turn on their own, and the guide will face north.

"Everyone, be quiet, there may be dead things in the western position, and we will take a detour and behave well. The Heavenly Saint Son raised his head and glanced at the western position, and said in a low voice, "What is so terrible about the dead thing, I'll clean it up." "A powerhouse at the peak of the Saint-level realm, he doesn't care about dead things at all, he was scared by the stone spear once just now, he wants to kill the so-called dead things, and show his strength in front of the Heavenly Holy Son.

The Heavenly Saint Son couldn't stop it, and the pointer of the Feng Shui compass in his hand was turbulent, making him unsettled.

"No, you have to determine what it is. The Heavenly Sage Son bit his finger and smeared the blood on the Tianchi of the Feng Shui compass, and then he whispered, "The heavens and the earth are spinning, and the nine stars are spinning, and yin and yang are in harmony and against the gods!"

The blood that the Heavenly Holy Son smeared on the compass Tianchi gathered one word - death!

"Let's go, I can't stay here!" Tianshengzi's face changed greatly, he put away the feng shui compass and took out a horse carved in wood, he pointed to the wooden horse and said, "Ma Xingjun is coming, as urgent as a law!"

Under the spell of the Heavenly Son, the Wooden Horse swelled and turned into a winged Pegasus. The Heavenly Saint Son sat on it, flew directly into the sky, and flew forward.

There were three strong men who thoroughly believed in the deduction technique of the Heavenly Holy Son, and they chased after them. The other three half-believing people did not move immediately, they wanted to see if the companion who had just rushed over to kill the so-called dead thing had succeeded in destroying the dead thing.

Suddenly, a dark shadow burst out, its body covered in tattered armor, and its left hand holding a broken sword. Above his right hand, he carried the head of the peak cultivator of the Saint-level Realm who had just shouted to destroy the killing thing.

The three strong men had numb scalps and fled in all directions.

The Black Shadow Hand interrupted his sword and slashed, emitting endless demonic power and slashing all living beings within a hundred meters. The three saint-level realm cultivators who flew into the sky were slashed by a sword, and even the primordial gods could not escape.

The four of the Heavenly Saint Son's scalp were numb, and their whole body was cold, if they left slowly, the fate of these three people would be the same at this time, this black shadow was too terrifying.

"Heavenly Son, is this a thing?is he human?" asked the white-haired old man with a mask in a shudder, "I don't know what it is, but he is certainly not a living person." The Heavenly Saint Son looked ugly and said that everyone was speechless for a while, the Heavenly Desolation is really terrifying, and there is no emperor-level powerhouse in the outside world, appearing here. Just now they had encountered a terrifying storage object like a slaughtering pig and a dog who killed a saint-level realm cultivator, how many such terrifying beings were there in this place?

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The little stone figure is gone, and the place where it was previously sealed is beginning to be unsealed. The people of the three tribes were spared the destruction, but they suffered heavy casualties and suffered great damage.

The surviving powerhouses of the Winged Human Clan, the Giant Clan, and the Tianyan Clan quickly rushed to the place where the Stone Human Clan perished and surrounded Long Jiaoyang and the others.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense again.

"Who killed the ancestor of my clan?" A giant more than fifteen meters tall trampled on a small hill and roared fiercely, "Who dares to kill the ancestor of my winged human race?" Three young powerhouses waving huge wings stared at Long Jiaoyang and the others in the sky.

Three strong men from the Tianyan Clan came, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that their ancestor was still alive.

"When I was sealed by the stone before, why didn't I see you so arrogant? Others let you go, you came to provoke, do you want the whole clan to be destroyed?" The giant egg was unhappy with these few people who asked the same crime, "You all come down, do you want the race to perish?" Wu Hai looked at the strong man of the Giant Clan and the Winged Human Clan and said in a deep voice, "Senior Wu Hai, you are a member of the Tianyan Clan, and you can't control the affairs of our Giant Clan." I know that the totem of the Stone Man has gone to another world, and it is impossible for it to return, but the killing it has caused needs to be repaid. The Great Witch of our clan felt that this kid was the real culprit, and that he should be tied to the Demon Pillar and burned to death. The young powerhouse of the Giant Clan pointed at Long Jiaoyang and roared, and one of the three powerhouses of the Winged Human Race echoed, "What Lei Ling said is right, the great witch of our Winged Human Race has also deduced, the culprit is this one person, otherwise the ancestor of my clan would not have died." We want to capture him, and please don't stop Wu Hai's seniors. ”

Wu Hai smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm already his follower, I can't just watch you arrest him." ”

Long Jiaoyang glanced at Wu Hai and said sarcastically and provocatively, "Old man, you don't have to make a move, I want to take a look at how the so-called ancient human race bullied the weak and feared the hard." ”

The giant egg has always looked at Long Jiaoyang unpleasantly, but what Long Jiaoyang said this time was very appetizing to it, and it said in a loud voice, "Hmph, people who were spared their lives to survive dare to come and commit murder?"

The empty monk stared at the people of the Giant Clan and the Winged Human Clan with cold eyes, and said sharply: "This monk begs Lord Totem to let you go, but you want to kill Lord Totem's life-saving benefactor, is this too much?"

"The orphan of the Stone Man Clan, the great witch of our clan said, if you are willing to hand over the Emperor Tu Grinding Plate, we can let him go. The young powerhouse of the Giant Clan spoke, and the people of the Winged Human Race echoed, "The Great Witch of my Clan said the same. ”

"Amitabha, you are so disappointing. The empty monk folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, is it the name of the new totem you recognize outside?" The young strong man of the giant clan sarcastically said that the empty monk's face was distorted, the Buddha qi on his body disappeared, the gossip Fang Yuan appeared on his body, and the four divine beasts also appeared, and he changed ** and ran out of the Dao Gate technique.

"If you want to catch him, pass the monk first!" The empty monk roared like thunder, and the bloodline of the human emperor strongly impacted his eight veins of the Qi Sutra, rushing towards his Yuan Shen!

In an instant, the golden Dao pattern on the empty monk's body appeared, this is not the benevolent light of Buddhism, this is the killing Dao pattern of the human emperor!

The Void Monk slaughtered the powerhouse of the Giant Clan, the three Winged Human Clans, and the weakest cultivator at the peak of the Saint-level Realm waved his wings and rushed towards Long Jiaoyang.

Qiankun Ding, Ye Tingyun, Ye Lazy, Geng Tianhuo wanted to make a move.

Long Jiaoyang stopped him loudly, "Don't do it, he's coming at me, let me solve it." ”