The news of the Sword Emperor Star Lord's trip came out immediately, and it was first known by many big clans.

It's an exaggeration to send news from a distance of several light years, but the ancient clans do have a way of doing it.

Those are all big means left by the ancestors of their clan, such as space jade talismans, alphabet double talismans and the like, which can still be sensed through the endless starry sky.

However, this kind of thing is them, and there shouldn't be much left, so the person sent out to inquire about the news must be the top master in the clan, otherwise once the personnel fall and lose the jade talisman, they can't afford this loss.

After getting the news, the better allies of the various clans began to communicate with each other, but I didn't expect the speed to be a little slow.

Thundered!

The hundred-legged divine spider clan, a huge silver palm finger pressed down, and the boiling energy beat violently like water, and the essence was surging.

Boom Boom!

The terrifying divine power impacted, causing the ancestral land of the clan, which had traveled thousands of miles, to completely collapse and disintegrate.

In the center of the clan, there was an old god with dark eyes flashing in his eyes, looking at Snow Thirteen, full of fear and ...... Resentment.

He had softened and sworn allegiance and submission, but this man ignored him.

Hell-bent on destroying their Hundred-Legged Spider Clan.

"Snow God, you...... It's too much of a deception!"

The old man roared coldly, the whole person couldn't hold on.

Beside him, there are endless clansmen, who are working together to perform a secret sword formation technique of the clan, the breath is connected, the skills are integrated in one place, coupled with the formation patterns carved by the sages of the past dynasties, this can stop the snow thirteen moments.

However, at this time, his countless people were rapidly disintegrating.

One after another turned into ashes.

The Hundred Tribes Divine Bead, to put it bluntly, is a spider.

It's just that the bloodline of the clan is against the sky, and the power is congenitally poisonous, which is very domineering. The middle one's whole body immediately festered, corroding from the inside out to the primordial spirit, and there was almost no solution.

Roar!

The old man let out a low roar, and black lines suddenly spread out on his pale skin, and soon they were dense all over his body.

Then, it turned into a giant spider of all races.

The whole body is dark purple, and the monstrous poisonous gas is billowing, dissolving all things in the mountains and rivers.

This person unleashed the power of the bloodline, and his combat power skyrocketed.

This is a Great Heavenly Venerable, and at this time, the terrifying poisonous miasma has almost formed a realm.

At this moment, it can be called a half-step taboo!

However, Snow Thirteen stood in the sky, his hands behind his back.

The huge silver law body always only stretched out a palm and pressed down, enveloping the entire hundred-legged divine spider clan.

This is the means of the universe in the palm of the hand, infinitely shrinking the world and bringing it into the palm of one's own hand.

Puff puff!

The old man's divine power continued to collapse under the silver power of Snow Thirteen.

His body began to take it anymore.

Xue Thirteen stared at the other party coldly, and he saw the constant change in this person's expression.

From the madness just now, it has changed to the previous shock, fear, despair, etc.

"Snow God, do you really not give a way to live? Back then, our clan was only instructed by someone, not intentionally targeting that person. ”

The old man's mouth was full of brown blood, and he begged.

Snow Thirteen stared at each other indifferently, this clan was hidden deep enough.

There was no information about them at all in the information he had gathered before.

If it weren't for the thousands of thoughts that killed the Martial God, he got some memory fragments, he wouldn't have been able to find them at all.

"By whom?"

He asked indifferently.

This......

The old man's expression was hesitant, as if he was very afraid.

"You have to promise the old man a condition to keep my clan's ......"

"Die!"

Snow Thirteen didn't give the other party a chance to talk about the conditions at all, and the clan was not worthy.

The most important thing is that he has no intention of letting go of any of the races related to the murder of Bagu Tianzun.

Rumble!

The silver power slammed down.

Knock knock!

The ancestral land of the entire hundred-legged divine spider clan completely disintegrated, and the endless clansmen wailed and screamed in despair, turning into flying ashes in an instant, and even their blood was worn out and dried up.

Swallow!

A cold light flashed in Xue Thirteen's eyes, and the silver power suddenly changed, and the boiling power of reincarnation exploded, directly pulling out the old man's soul.

Yes......

"No, no, don't ......"

The old man roared with all his might, terrified.

He knew that once the divine soul was disintegrated by this power, then he would never recover.

It's just that it's already a doomed thing.

In the end, a cloud of black energy appeared in Xue Thirteen's palm, which was the condensation of the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Hundred Races Divine Spider Clan's body after refining the Dao Fruit and the Yuan Shen.

It's just that Snow Thirteen didn't absorb it, and it dispersed with a raised hand.

This power contains poison, even if it can't have any effect on him, Xue Thirteen is extremely disgusted.

In the era of the fairy realm, the hundred-footed god moth clan that had been in power for countless years was wiped out.

Less than half an hour before and after!

After this news came out, it caused a huge storm.

Terrible, terrible.

Such a strong clan, although there are no taboo-level creatures in charge, its background is enough to compete with taboos.

But under the hands of Snow Thirteen, there was no power to fight back.

"Alas, the strength of the Calling Board God Venerable is really not in vain. ”

Some of the great forces in the universe let out a sigh of emotion.

Those who can have the heart to sigh are naturally the part of the people who have no grievances and no enmity with Xue Thirteen.

As for the rest, they are completely panicked at the moment.

"How so, how so?"

"How could he be so terrifying, has his strength been restored?"

"If you pick to do it at this time, isn't he afraid that the laws of heaven and earth will suddenly change and suffer the consequences of the backlash of the Dao Fruit?"

"He knows, he knows everything, none of us can escape, none of us can escape. ”

"How much did he know about the events of that year?"

......

After refining the primordial god of the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Hundred-legged Divine Spider Clan, Xue Thirteen stepped on time, moved under his feet, and headed in the other direction of the starry sky.

His next goal is ...... Golden-faced centipedes!

When Gangang arrived, the ancestral star of the golden-faced centipede clan lit up one after another.

Boom Boom Boom %

As Snow Thirteen's Dharma Body descended, he didn't make a move, and the heavy magic circle began to disintegrate one by one.

I can't stand it at all!

The huge centipedes were like dragon bodies, quickly retreating towards the depths of the clan, looking extremely flustered.

Xue Thirteen was not in a hurry, and stepped forward step by step.

Occasionally, some unlucky members of the golden-faced centipede clan were affected by the breath of Snow Thirteen, and their bodies were directly ignited, and finally burned into a cloud of ashes.

Roar!

In the depths of this ancestral star, a terrible roar suddenly sounded.

Then, the whole star trembled, and terrifying fluctuations came from all directions.

This clan is much deeper than the previous Hundred-legged Divine Spider Clan, and the sages of the past dynasties have actually carved the entire star into the killing array.

Even a taboo break-in comes at a huge price.

Boom!

However, after Snow Thirteen stomped his foot violently, the clan's ancestral star trembled violently, and then the array was disintegrated.

"Snow God, you don't have to be ruthless, kill them all, you will pay the price. ”

From the depths of the clan, a cold and resentful voice came.

At the same time, there were also wisps of fluctuations overflowing, which made Dexue Thirteen's whole person look stunned.

"It's ...... The breath of the Immortal Ancestor?"

Snow Thirteen's eyes froze, and he looked into the depths of the clan in shock.

He was familiar with that breath.

From the power of the Heavenly Ancient Saint Primordial Formula......