The Terrans are weak.

Especially, after the last Great War of the Nations.

The strongest being in the spirit world has fallen and perished.

As a result, the status of the spiritual world in the ten thousand worlds is shaky.

Therefore.

In the ancient city, there are strong people in charge, but they have to be patient.

"It seems that the Terrans are really empty."

"It's just that such a good thing can also become a celestial pride."

Outside the city, in mid-air, the feathered creatures sneered.

He pointed out to the crowd, and his tone was extremely arrogant.

Killing people in public, brutally devouring Tianjiao, and provoking again.

Who can bear it?

Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

He was ready to make a move.

But.

Don't wait for him to leave.

With a bang, in the ancient city, there was a posture that soared into the sky.

"What qualifications do foreign beings have to bark in the realm of my spiritual realm?"

"You are the Ten Voids, and so am I, with such cultivation, I will destroy you. Your people don't dare to say anything! ”

This is a tall man.

He was dressed in animal skins and was very wild.

With bare hands, it gives people a feeling of domineering.

"Shock."

"The genius of the barbarians."

"This is a very powerful warrior."

"It is said that this person is a true royal body, and there is a scene of metamorphosis towards the imperial body."

"Moreover, his ranking in the battle list is very high, reaching five thousand, and he has several battle seals."

The crowd spoke.

Quite a few people recognized this wild man.

Barbarians.

One of the ancient clans of the spirit world.

Take the brute as the surname.

This ancient tribe respects its physique, and its physique is a rare brute body.

Shocking.

Ye Wushuang knew.

In the battle rankings, the ranking (5) is 1,800.

With the body of the void, stepping on this name is very extraordinary.

On the top.

Basically, all of them are Tianjiao figures in the Venerable Realm.

"It's so rich in qi and blood."

"Your taste should be good."

The feathered demon stared at him, and the luster in his eyes flickered.

"Huh!"

Manzhen snorted coldly.

Rumble!

He stepped out.

In the void, waves of air rushed like waves.

The next moment.

He shot directly, and he was unmatched.

Above the physique, the ancient charm shook violently.

Up and down the body, there seems to be a wild texture, outlined.

Click!

The big hand grabbed from the void.

His physique recovered, and the blood around his body was boiling.

as from the void.

Attracted the power of the ancestors.

He recovered to the extreme, and his fighting spirit soared.

At the same time, where the eyebrows are, the war marks are intertwined.

That was impressive, and it had already reached the number of three battle seals.

Three textures, carved in imprints.

Airplanes!

War India revival.

He made a move, directly using all his strength.

The creatures of all worlds and all races are very strong and cannot be regarded as ordinary.

"Ten brute strength!"

Loud roar.

Behind him, the void pulled, and there was a broken stone statue.

Each one of them stands up to the heavens and the earth.

As it moved, ten stone statues emerged, and under the impetus of the war seal, they turned into divine power.

Bang!

He was just a shock to his body.

The air is soaring.

The power of the ten great shores was extremely terrifying, and the void that was bombarded had ripples.

"Kill!"

The tremors roared, the fury rushed to the crown, and the muscles exploded.

Rumble!

The fist mark moved, and it slammed into the air.

Like surging waves, tides.

The momentum is sinking.

but

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the demon of the Feather Human Race.

But there is only endless disdain, contempt.

"It's still too weak."

The demon of the feathered human race shook his head.

"The human race, it's too weak, except for the structure of the body, it's naturally close to martial arts cultivation, otherwise, it's really useless."

"It seems that I can sweep everything without the help of the geniuses of my clan."

He muttered to himself.

The moment the fist print bombarded.

From his eyes, a bright light flashed.

Tear and pull!

The sky is torn.

Up and down his body, the silver-white feathers were suddenly electrified.

Like stars, shining silver.

"Illusory Heavenly Divine Technique."

Its body moved, and its silver-white feathers covered one side.

Zheng Zheng!

Such as the sharpest ancient sword.

Each silver-white ray of light turned into a sharp edge and slashed out.

Whoop!

The sky is shattered.

Dense.

All of them are silver-white divine feathers.

The power on it is terrifying.

in the ancient city.

Everyone's hearts were shaking.

It is also a void tenfold.

Even if you are an outstanding warrior who has mastered the three battle seals, is it difficult to compete?

"He's going to lose."

"In the same realm, the killing of the Feather Human Race is too prosperous."

"The gap between the two is too big!"

Ye Wushuang also lowered his eyes and frowned.

The creatures of all worlds and all races.

It turned out to be so powerful.

More than he had imagined.

To know.

The Feather Human Race, among the Ten Thousand Realms and Ten Thousand Races, can't even rank in the forefront.

It's just an intermediate group.

But.

Even if the bloodline is not the purest, it is amazing enough and terrifying!

Boom Boom!

In the sky, the dust exploded.

Ten huge stone statues of barbarian gods are shattering.

From the bombardment of the silver-white divine feathers in the sky, in an instant, it exploded.

And the body of the brute shock is also trembling.

Blood splattered, rendering a long sky.

It's tragic.

He looked up to the sky and roared, howling.

But.

The silver-white divine feather, like a cage, blocked the space.

Just between breaths.

There is no flesh and blood left on the body of the brute shock.

He was pierced by the divine feather and nailed in mid-air.

"Feather Clan, how strong is it?"

In the ancient city, many people were furious.

But again, there are people whose eyes flicker.

Such as a few people.

Their expressions changed, and they looked at the Feather Clan's gaze, not angry, but a little more worship.

"The tomb of King Zhendong was born, if you can get the help of such a creature......"

He was groaning.

And at the moment.

Burst!

The brute shook up blood, and his eyes dimmed.

"It's another delicious blood food, you can get the battle seal, your physique is stronger, and your qi and blood are more vigorous, eating you, it will be of great help to me."

The demon whispers of the Feathered Humans.

He smirked.

Suddenly, the silver-white divine feather shook in the air and turned into a big hand.

Driven by the edge, between the roar, grabbed the brute shock.

Everyone's mood is sinking.

They know.

The shock is over.

Once he is caught, the next thing that will greet him is a fate like Zi Han!

"No!"

In the ancient city, someone roared.

Rumble!

The large hand made of silver-white divine feathers covers the sky.

But.

Suddenly, the big hand paused at the moment when it was about to grasp the shock.

"Huh?"

The feathered demon raised his eyes.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This time.

Rumble!

The big hand built by Shen Yu exploded with a bang.

In front of the shock, a figure stood.

He stepped on an ancient mottled sword city, and the sword qi fell, like a waterfall, rushing without extinguishing.

And all around it.

The billowing sword light seems to illuminate the silent night sky!

"True Martial Realm?"

Seeing this posture, the eyes of the feather people demon narrowed slightly.

"Ye Wushuang!"

"It's Ye Wushuang!"

At this moment, the ancient city was shaken.

The eyes of countless people were shocked.

Ye Wushuang?

That sensational young man Tianjiao in the war palace?

Can.

He is only a true martial arts realm, how dare he ascend to the sky?

Everyone's mind is tumbling.

The three families, including the Jiang family, also changed their faces greatly.

"What happened to him?"

"Even the brute shock can't resist, he is just a real martial arts realm, and he set off rashly, this is looking for death!"

Among the three families, many young generations exclaimed.

Jiang Tian asked, Wang Zhan and the others were even more worried.

Only Jiang Qingyu, after a short period of stunned.

Looking at the sky, the figure standing in front of the brute shock, suddenly, absolutely, his figure became incomparably tall and majestic!

"I'm ten for the void, you are only in the true martial realm, and you dare to ascend to the sky?"

"Could it be that you can't wait to become my blood food?"

The Feathered Demon smiled cruelly.

"No!"

Ye Wushuang raised his eyes, his gaze was like a sharp sword, and the golden light was shining.

He confronted the feathered demon clan.

The tone is flat and cold.

"I'm here to kill you."

"And."

"This is the spirit realm, and if you don't lose, you will be reduced to the rules of blood food."

"So, I'm here to tell you."

"Enter my spiritual world, you should abide by the rules of my spiritual world, my human race is arrogant, you can die, you can't be humiliated!"