"It's the Lord Primogenitor! The Lord Primogenitor has appeared … "
Shen Daoqiong couldn't help but shout excitedly.
The Primogenitors of the Myriad Races were five experts that had existed since the Primordial Era.
They were from the same era as the Primogenitor in the Devil Palace of Despair.
No one knew how strong they were.
"Eh? I didn't expect to meet people from the same era in this era!"
A chilling voice rang out from the Devil Palace of Despair.
"That's right! There aren't many people from our era anymore! "
The Primogenitor opened his eyes and said. Then, he grabbed at the peerless geniuses of the Myriad Races, the extraterritorial races, and the other factions.
Only Lin Feng was ignored.
This Primogenitor probably didn't recognize Lin Feng. He probably saw that Lin Feng was a human cultivator and didn't intend to save Lin Feng.
"You want to save these people from me? You must be dreaming!"
The Primogenitor in the Devil Palace of Despair's voice was cold and filled with killing intent. Then, a huge demonic hand condensed in the void.
That huge demonic hand slapped at the Primogenitor's hand.
"Ever since I woke up from my slumber, this is the first time I've made a move! After the Primordial Era, I rarely made a move. It's a good opportunity to test your skills! "
The Primogenitor of the myriad races said indifferently.
Bang!
In the next instant …
The two huge palms collided with each other, creating an earth-shattering sound of collision.
After all, the Primogenitor had launched his attack from far away. Hence, he was at a disadvantage.
However, before it shattered, the palm grabbed the demonic woman beside the Heavenly Demon Emperor's son.
Then, it quickly disappeared.
The five ancient figures in the Primordial Era disappeared together with the Primogenitor.
"No, why did it turn out like this?"
"We don't want to die!"
"Old Ancestor, save us!"
The remaining people were on the verge of breaking down.
They saw hope.
But in the blink of an eye …
That hope turned into deep despair. Anyone who had experienced such ups and downs.
Anyone would feel a deep sense of despair.
In the end, the remaining eleven people were sucked into the Devil Palace of Despair.
Inside the Demon Palace, there was a huge stone bed. A middle-aged cultivator was lying on top of the stone bed, looking at Lin Feng and the others.
This person must be the existence from the Primordial Era.
"You guys are weaker than the others. They escaped, but you guys were left behind!"
This terrifying existence walked down from the stone bed.
At this moment, everyone saw a terrifying scene. The head of this existence was actually separated from its body.
Although there was divine light intertwining around his neck.
However, it was difficult to conceal the wound on the severed head.
"You, you, you …"
Everyone looked at this terrifying expert from the Immemorial Era in shock.
What exactly happened in the past?
Who cut off his head?
His head had been chopped off for such a long time.
It was truly inconceivable that this existence was still alive.
How did he do it?
He was an expert who had experienced the ancient war.
It was indeed extraordinary.
His methods were extremely powerful.
It was hard to imagine.
"Are you surprised?" The Immemorial Era expert smiled faintly and asked.
Lin Feng and the others did not say anything.
They all looked at the Immemorial Era expert cautiously.
The Immemorial Era expert came in front of a Myriad Race cultivator.
"Spare me, senior, please spare me. This junior is willing to do anything for senior!"
The Myriad Race cultivator quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Immemorial Era expert.
"In the past, the Myriad Race did produce many powerful people. However, in your era, have you lost your courage? What a disgrace! "
The Immemorial Era expert reached out his right hand and grabbed the head of the Myriad Race cultivator who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
"Ah …"
The Myriad Race cultivator let out a shrill cry. Everyone saw that the Myriad Race cultivator's body was rapidly shrinking.
"Bang …"
Along with the sound of a violent explosion, there was a loud sound.
The Myriad Race cultivator's body directly exploded.
His flesh and soul essence turned into a blood-red ball of light and was swallowed by the Immemorial Era expert.
"Not bad, not bad. The power of your bloodline is not bad!"
The Immemorial Era expert laughed sinisterly.
After seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Could it be that this ancient expert wanted to devour all of them?
If that was the case, then it would be a disaster.
"As long as senior is willing to spare us, we are willing to do anything for senior!"
One by one, the Myriad Race cultivators knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
However, there were also a few who did not choose to kneel and beg for mercy even though their faces were extremely dark.
This was because the Immemorial Era expert had already activated his killing intent.
He did not care about anyone's pleas.
It was useless even if they begged for mercy.
In the end, they would still die.
Since that was the case, there was no need to beg for mercy.
"Spineless thing …" Ye Futian sneered.
The Immemorial Era expert's expression was cold as he grabbed the head of the second Myriad Race cultivator.
Soon, the second Myriad Race cultivator's body also exploded.
Then, the Immemorial Era expert devoured the second Myriad Race cultivator's flesh and soul essence.
"Run …!"
Seeing that begging was useless, the rest of the Myriad Race cultivators got up and ran outside.
"A bunch of ants trying to escape? How laughable!"
The Immemorial Era expert waved his sleeve.
Bang bang bang …
Following that, the cultivators' bodies exploded one after another, dying on the spot.
Then, the Immemorial Era expert suddenly inhaled.
In an instant.
Everyone's flesh and soul essence was completely devoured by the Immemorial Era expert.
This Immemorial Era expert was truly a peerlessly terrifying existence, causing everyone to feel a deep sense of despair.
In the end, apart from Lin Feng, there were also Xing Yuchen, Yue Lingxin, and Shen Daoqiong.
"At least the four of you have some backbone. Moreover, your bloodlines seem to be much more powerful than the bloodlines of the previous people!"
The Immemorial Era expert's sinister eyes looked at the four of them.
Finally, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng.
"Especially your bloodline!! It's different from the rest! "
He reached out to grab Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was shocked. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't. He couldn't imagine what cultivation level this Immemorial Era expert had. He was so terrifying that he couldn't resist.
The Immemorial Era expert was about to grab Lin Feng.
But at that moment, the Immemorial Era expert stopped.
His sinister eyes looked in the direction of the Devil Palace of Despair's entrance.
"Who are you?"
The Immemorial Era expert asked with a cold expression.
Seeing that the Immemorial Era expert had stopped.
He didn't continue to attack him.
Lin Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Then, he looked at the entrance of the palace.
His eyes suddenly narrowed.
Devil fog was rolling at the entrance of the palace.
A mummified figure stood there with his hands behind his back.
It was unknown when he had appeared here.
He stood at the entrance of the palace, watching everything that was happening inside with calm eyes.
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