"No …."
Facing the Great Heavenly Demon Finger's overbearing attack, the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar's eyes widened as he screamed in horror.
Unfortunately, the Great Heavenly Demon Finger's attack didn't stop and continued to attack him.
Boom!
The Great Celestial Demon Finger slammed into the Shapeshifting Feather Altar, swallowing it up in an instant.
Then, the crowd saw the Great Heavenly Demon Finger transform into a black streak of light that brought the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar to the ground.
"Feather Altar's ancestor!"
"Uncle Feather Altar!"
… …
Seeing the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar being hit by the Great Heavenly Demon Finger, the Hundred Transformation Family members panicked and chased after the Great Heavenly Demon Finger.
The Hundred Transformation Feather Altar was the number one expert of the Hundred Transformation Family and was their pillar of support.
If the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar was killed, the Hundred Transformation Family would be finished.
Boom …
The Great Heavenly Demon Finger slammed into the ground with the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar, creating an earth-shattering explosion that created a sandstorm that blotted out the sky.
Not long after, the area within a hundred miles was filled with a violent cloud of dust.
The Hundred Transformation Family members who were chasing after the Great Heavenly Demon Finger all stopped in their tracks with grave expressions.
Given their strength, if they entered the sandstorm, they might not even be able to save their own lives, let alone save the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar.
Immediately, everyone revealed nervous expressions as they stared intently at the terrifying sandstorm.
"Mo Qingyun is too terrifying. Even the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar can't stop him."
"Is this kid really at the Immortal Infant Stage? If he's already so powerful at the Immortal Infant Stage, how powerful will he be once he reaches the True Immortal Stage? "
"Monster, a peerless monster!"
"Such a person's future achievements are immeasurable. He might even create a legend."
"From what I know, there hasn't been a monster like Mo Qingyun in the Wasteland Continent's history in the last million years."
… …
Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, everyone's hearts trembled. They were frightened by Mo Qingyun's actions.
"Hiss, even the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar was defeated. This Mo Qingyun is too monstrous."
Seeing the state of the Hundred Change Feather Altar, Ghost Moon Baku Ping sucked in a breath of cold air. He was so scared that his body started to tremble.
At this moment, he no longer felt admiration for Mo Qingyun. Instead, he felt fear.
The strength of the Ghost Moon Clan's ancestor was on par with the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar.
Now that Mo Qingyun could defeat the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar, he could easily defeat the Ghost Moon Clan's ancestor.
In other words, Mo Qingyun had the power to destroy the Ghost Moon Clan.
"Brother Mo, you are my idol. I, Gui Yue Min, admire you."
Seeing the Hundred Change Feather Altar being blasted away, Gui Yuemin became excited. He waved his hands and shouted.
Sacred Emissary Hanning's emotions were similar to Gui Yuemin's.
"Qing … Qing Yun, he has already grown to such an extent?"
Looking at Mo Qingyun, whose clothes and hair fluttered in the wind, Ghost Moon Xiaoxiao and Chu Yunyun were mesmerized.
Such a man was fighting the Hundred Transformation Clan alone for their sake. He was establishing his prestige with thunderous momentum.
"He … he really did it. Mr. Mo didn't lie."
Chu Qingsong was so excited that his old face trembled. Tears flowed from his eyes. He didn't know how to express his feelings.
Judging from the current situation, the rise of the Chu Clan seemed to be unstoppable.
After a while, the majestic sandstorm gradually dissipated under everyone's gaze.
As the sandstorm dissipated, a huge pit with a depth of ten thousand meters and a diameter of ten thousand meters appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
* Whoosh whoosh whoosh … *
Seeing that the sandstorm had dissipated, the people from the Hundred Transformation Clan turned into afterimages and rushed towards the ground.
Not long after, the people from the Hundred Transformations Clan entered the pit and found the Hundred Transformations Feather Altar in a sorry state.
"Ancestor Feather Altar!"
"Uncle Feather Altar!"
"Great-ancestor Feather Altar!"
…
When everyone saw the Hundred Transformations Feather Altar in the crater, they all revealed nervous expressions as they stared at it.
* Cough cough cough … *
Under the gaze of the Hundred Transformation Clan members, the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar slowly straightened his body and coughed out blood.
"Ancestor, how are you?"
Seeing the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar in such a state, everyone looked worried and surrounded him.
Seeing the crowd surrounding him, the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar waved his hand and said in a weak voice, "Don't panic, everyone. I won't die."
Hearing the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar's words, everyone's expressions relaxed and their hearts were finally at ease.
After explaining his situation to everyone, the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar's expression immediately turned serious. He said in a deep voice, "This kid is not simple. I'm afraid I can't deal with him alone. Let's work together to deal with him."
When the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar said this, his expression was filled with bitterness.
Although he didn't want to admit that his strength was inferior to Mo Qingyun's, he had to admit it.
Otherwise, if he continued to deal with Mo Qingyun alone, he might end up like Bai Chengkun.
Hearing the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar's words, the Hundred Transformation Clan members fell silent. Their hearts instantly became heavy.
If they knew that Mo Qingyun was so monstrous, they wouldn't have provoked Mo Qingyun and caused such a calamity for the Hundred Transformation Clan.
Thinking of this, everyone revealed sinister gazes and looked at the main culprit, the Hundred Transformation Golden Peak.
If he didn't want to marry Gui Yue Xiaoxiao, the Hundred Transformation Clan wouldn't have suffered such a calamity.
Seeing everyone's furious gazes, the Hundred Transformation Golden Peak trembled in fear and his face turned even paler.
"Alright, now isn't the time to find out who's responsible. Let's deal with Mo Qingyun first."
Seeing everyone's furious expressions, the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar waved his hand and told them the most important thing right now.
"Yes!"
Immediately, the Hundred Transformation Clan members no longer hesitated and rushed towards Mo Qingyun.
Seeing everyone rushing towards him, Mo Qingyun's expression changed slightly. He revealed a mocking smile and said, "What's wrong? You can't do it alone, so you want to win with numbers? "
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the Hundred Transformation Clan members blushed with sweat and felt ashamed.
They had all lived for tens of thousands of years. Now, they actually wanted to team up against a brat who wasn't even a hundred years old.
If this matter were to spread, it would be embarrassing!
"Hmph! Since ancient times, the winner takes all. As long as we can obtain the final victory, it doesn't matter what method we use. "
The Hundred Transformation Feather Altar was the first to calm down. He angrily snorted and defended himself.
With regards to the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar's defense, Mo Qingyun didn't say much. The smile on his face became wider as he said, "Since you want to compete with numbers, don't blame me."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the faces of the Hundred Transformation Feather Altar and the others twitched. They looked around with fear.
Could it be that Mo Qingyun had helpers?
At this moment, such a thought rose in the hearts of the Hundred Transformation Clan members.
If that was the case, it wouldn't be good for them.
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