The power of endless bloodlines was surging in the three hundred and sixty points on Yi Yunfei's body, and his cultivation after stepping into the Emperor Realm actually gained a huge improvement again after the comprehension of the trial space.

Although he didn't know what the path would be after the Emperor Realm, Yi Yunfei divided the Emperor Realm into nine stages according to his habits. He knew that this division was not accurate, but after all, he had to have a relatively clear goal, so that he would not get lost when cultivating. According to the stage he had divided, he had now entered the fifth layer of the Emperor Realm, because he felt that he had broken through the realm five times on his body.

Although he was meditating and realizing, he did not let his guard down, and he had already discovered it when many monks of the Protoss surrounded him. His gaze swept lightly, and after the dozens of golden-armored monks stood still, the remaining many Protoss monks also stood on the periphery according to certain rules, and the Protoss was the power of the entire clan to leave him behind.

"A group of people who claim to be the god realm, who claim to be the god clan, are so proud that their tails are about to fall off the sky, and they don't even want their faces in the face of opponents who can't be beaten?" Yi Yunfei sneered and looked at the black-faced old man, and said with a sarcastic smile.

"My promise is still valid, you disperse your cultivation and leave the method of cultivation. We can spare your life and let you go!" said the black-faced old man with a deep face and an unmoved face.

"Originally, I came to see Yang Ruoxi's face, and I just planned to beat you until you were convinced and stopped, but now, I have changed my mind! Isn't it just more than people? I have it too!" Yi Yunfei laughed, without any fear on his face.

The black-faced old man's face changed, he felt a hint of danger, he barely hesitated, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Do it!"

"It's late!" Ye Qinghan let out a cold snort, and the blanching figure of the shadow kept appearing behind him out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of more voices behind him. The sonorous and powerful dragon roar was earth-shattering, and the terrifying aura completely enveloped the place in an instant.

All three hundred and seventy-eight dragon clans were there, and eleven people from the twelve palaces were all standing behind Yi Yunfei. With a chill in his eyes, he looked coldly at the many Protoss monks with hesitation on their faces.

"It's a dragon?"

"Didn't the Twelve Courts of the Ancient Heavenly Court come to the Raccoon Star, how could they appear here?"

The Protoss knew much more about the long history than those in the two states of the Terran Race, and they recognized the identities of these people behind Yi Yunfei almost in the blink of an eye. His eyes looked at the black-faced old man again, and he didn't know whether he should continue to obey the order.

"Sect Master!" The eleven people in the twelve palaces were radiant, and their cultivation was already infinitely close to the Emperor Realm, each with an extremely excited look on their faces, and there was also deep gratitude in their eyes when they looked at Yi Yunfei.

"Patriarch!" Many dragon clan cultivators, led by the six elders, beat their chests together and bowed towards Yi Yunfei.

"It's okay if you don't kill you, you can do whatever you want!" Yi Yunfei looked at the many Protoss monks with a leisurely gaze, and said lightly.

"Yes!" Hundreds of people commanded in unison, without any hesitation, and turned around and rushed towards the many Protoss monks. These monks have just been promoted to cultivation, and all their spirits and spirits are at the top

At the peak moment, I have the heart to feel the combat power after the cultivation is improved, and the fighting spirit is strong. In an instant, countless dragons turned into their bodies and rampaged through the small world of the Protoss, and the twelve court clansmen summoned more than 100,000 monks to fill all the gaps in front of them.

"What about the monks of the human realm, no matter how many of them, what about the dragon clan? In front of my god clan, they are all ants!" the black-faced old man sneered and roared, and countless god clans burst out with qi and blood, and fought with all their might.

"Is it? What if the bloodline is completely suppressed?" Yi Yunfei laughed, his body rose in the air, and the power of the bloodline in his whole body emanated without reservation, like an incomparably terrifying mountain, pressing down on the heads of those Protoss monks.

Almost in the blink of an eye, there were only five layers left in the tenth-level cultivation of these Protoss monks, where was it still the opponent of Yi Yunfei's side? Miserable cries rang out, and the formation that was used as a hole card by the black-faced old man was rushed to pieces in the blink of an eye, and countless Protoss monks had already vomited blood and fell down in one round.

"Shaft, you destroy my god clan, I will never die with you! Yang Ruoxi, who you miss in your heart, I won't even let you see the bones, I will make you regret it forever!" The black-faced old man had all his hair open, hissed and roared, and his body suddenly retreated.

"Very good, you made me interested in killing!" Yi Yunfei's face suddenly turned cold, and he really moved his killing intent for the first time. He originally thought that Yang Ruoxi was of the blood of the Protoss, and he had a constant connection with the Protoss, and he didn't want to do anything about it. And this black-faced old man actually threatened Yang Ruoxi's life with him, and he didn't mean to treat Yang Ruoxi as a clansman at all, not only did he not have the slightest pity, but it was also natural to take her life.

Since the Protoss is just for the so-called glory, they feel that Yang Ruoxi has the blood of the Protoss and is outcast, making a bed for an ordinary human race they can't look down on is a humiliation for the Protoss, so they brought Yang Ruoxi back. If he didn't do this because he was concerned about blood and family affection, why should Yi Yunfei take care of it?

"Surrender and don't kill, those who resist will be killed!" Yi Yunfei let out a cold snort, ignoring whether everyone heard it or not, the [Divine Foot Communication] was cast instantly, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Surrender and don't kill, those who resist will not be killed!" hundreds of monks shouted in unison, and the cold killing intent instantly enveloped many Protoss monks.

The black-faced old man watched Yi Yunfei disappear from the spot and felt a great crisis. He barely hesitated at all, and while retreating rapidly, he played a spell, and a pattern was more complicated than the golden armor on those golden armor monks, and the golden armor that exuded dazzling golden light instantly enveloped his whole body.

The next moment, an incomparably terrifying energy bombarded him from all sides, and the huge roar like Hong Zhong Dalu was deafening. The black-faced old man didn't see Yi Yunfei's figure at all, and one after another attacks fell on him like a tide without stopping.

He was bombarded and flew higher and higher into the sky, without the slightest resistance, and after flying straight to a height of several thousand meters, he was bombarded and shot towards the ground again. His form was constantly shifting and rolling in the sky, and his mouth let out a roar, but everything was out of his control, and he had always been dominated by the terrifying energy that he had.

In the midst of the loud bang, an incomparably deep crack cracked in the earth, and the black-faced old man was bombarded like a piece of sky

Meteorites that fall from outside are generally deep underground. And it was only at this moment that Yi Yunfei's face with murderous intent was revealed in front of everyone. The bun that held the long hair was long gone, and the black hair was full of wind and airless, flying behind his head, like a demon god descending into the world.

"I have the Heavenly Punishment Divine Armor on my body, even if your Divine Clan is perfect, what can you do if you have the cultivation of the Emperor Realm? You can't kill me! There is no treasure weapon in this world, and this Heavenly Punishment Divine Armor on my body is the only treasure that has been handed down from ancient times, you can't help me!" Wild laughter came from the ground, and the dirt and gravel on the ground burst out all over the sky, and the black-faced old man who thought he was going to die rushed out of the ground with a big gasp.

He was indeed not dead, but it was not easy, and the few red blood stains on the mask of the golden armor were extremely dazzling, and he was obviously not lightly injured. But this is enough for him to be proud, after Yi Yunfei, who was full of murderous intent, used his [Divine Foot Skill] to control the flow of time, under the crazy full force bombardment, the person who could survive had long since ceased to exist, but he survived.

"Kill! Yi Yunfei, if you kill one of my Protoss, I will kill one person next to you. As long as I don't die, I'll follow you like a ghost forever until I've killed enough. Your relatives, your friends, and even your followers will all die in front of your eyes one by one! At that time, you will beg me, you will kneel and beg me!" The look in his eyes at Yi Yunfei was full of resentment, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

"It's just the beginning!" Yi Yunfei sneered, his figure rushed out again, and the golden light also enveloped his whole body, and a pair of golden armor instantly appeared on his body. The Nine Turns Ruyi Bead, with the improvement of his cultivation, has not been used for a long time.

He didn't want to use this Nine Turns Ruyi Bead to shatter the other party's Xingtian Golden Armor, but he heard the black-faced old man say that this Xingtian Golden Armor was the last remaining treasure in the world, and he also had the heart to try what kind of treasure the Nine Turns Ruyi Bead on his body was.

The sound of the clash of gold and iron sounded crisply, and a new round of crushing began, and the two golden figures had turned into streamers, flashing all over the sky. The black-faced old man's roar grew more and more poignant, interspersed with intermittent vicious curses. This is a one-sided crushing, when the old man was buried deep in the ground like a meteorite again, and when he crawled out again, the breath on his body had become weak, it can be seen that although Yi Yunfei failed to kill him immediately, his injuries were also constantly aggravating.

"How long do you think you can hold on?" Yi Yunfei looked at him with a sneer and said leisurely.

"You can't kill me!" The black-faced old man gasped, his eyes looking at the golden armor on Yi Yunfei's body with some surprise.

"The only treasure weapon left in the world is nothing more than that! This one on me, how about it?" Yi Yunfei also looked down at the golden armor on his body that did not even have a trace of scratches, and asked mockingly.

"So what? Yi Yunfei, the two thousand six hundred and seventy-one people of the Protoss are here, you can kill as much as you want! You wait for me, when you find that the people close to you are dying one by one, you don't have to wonder, that is my revenge has begun!" The black-faced old man laughed loudly behind his mask. The misty light slowly enveloped him, and his body began to blur, as if some kind of teleportation spell had been activated, and he was about to escape. (https:)

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