Although the relationship between the Ancient God's descendants and these two rogue cultivators had been average for hundreds of years.
However, in this moment of crisis, the two of them were willing to rush over from thousands of miles away. Everything was already clear …
Xiaoxiang Swordsman Liu Qinghou had a worried expression on his face, "Sigh..." Along the way, the old bald donkey and I saw crazy monsters and strange insects everywhere. Many people have already been harmed to the point where they are neither human nor ghost.
Who were these cultivators? This world is about to end, why are we still fighting with your clan?! "
They are all things that are worse than beasts! They didn't ask for right and wrong, they said some words that they couldn't understand, and they only knew how to kill!
I could tell that they didn't care about the life and death of this world at all! They don't even treat humans as humans! "Half of Ying Qiong's face was covered in blood as he said fiercely.
Many of the clansmen were filled with righteous indignation. Although the clan was arrogant, they would never kill the innocent, nor would they act recklessly towards the common people.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent most of his time in seclusion in the long river of time. Furthermore, the phoenix girl and the others had joined the military to help protect the country.
However, in their eyes, these cultivators from the Ancient Immortal Spirit World were all demons who bullied the weak and killed without batting an eyelid. one
It was one thing to kill the clans and ancient martial artists, but with a wave of spells, a large number of ordinary spectators had died. It was as easy as stepping on a reptile.
"Amitabha..." The Wordless Monk had a face full of pity.
Liu Qing Hou also discovered that the casualties were far more serious than they had imagined, and his face immediately darkened.
He looked around in confusion, "Where's Ye Fan!? What about that kid!? Even if he doesn't participate in the Clan Gathering, he doesn't care about such a big thing happening!?
Ying Qiong snorted, "With such a powerful enemy, are we still counting on a junior!? So what if he's here!?
The name of the Sword God is just an exaggeration, how can it be compared to Ye Wuya's name of the Martial God!?
Liu Qing Hou frowned. He wanted to say something, but after looking at Chi Lian and Xuan Hai in the distance, he didn't say anything.
He felt that if Ye Fan was here, he would definitely be able to become a great fighting force. However, he was also a little uncertain as to how strong these two old monsters were.
At this moment, when Daoist Master Xia saw the cultivator from the Northern Xuan Sect being killed, he was unable to restrain his anger, "A bunch of clan remnants dare to kill my disciple!? I'll let you have a taste of the power of the North Xuan Thunder Technique, you'll never be able to reincarnate!
People of the Bei Xuan Sect, come and protect me! "
When the group of Bei Xuan Sect cultivators heard this, they quickly returned to Daoist Master Xia. Even the cultivators of Feng Lin Hai knew what was going to happen next and quickly retreated.
Daoist Master Sunset no longer held back and directly circulated his Heavenly Spirit True Essence, mobilizing the water and metal spiritual energy between heaven and earth, quickly forming a large thundercloud in the sky!
"Gengjin Lightning Summoning!"
Daoist Master Sunset's hands continuously released more than ten streams of Gengjin Qi, turning into fine white beams of light that flew towards the center of the venue!
In the surrounding thunderclouds, a large amount of lightning was attracted over. Countless sharp platinum lightning bolts struck down in a frenzy!
"Boom boom boom —"
The dense sounds of thunder covered up even more miserable cries. The Martial Warriors of the clan, whether it was the Patriarch or the Elders, found it difficult to resist the thunder technique of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ai'er quickly released a particle shield in the air!
It was as if a large number of transparent shields, mainly composed of lightning particles, had spread out in the air!
"Bang, bang, bang!" With a series of muffled sounds, quite a few bolts of lightning struck the particle shield. Although they shattered the shield, as Ai'er continued to fill in the gaps, she managed to block a lot of them.
When Liu Qing Hou saw Ai'er, his eyes lit up, "It's you, little girl? Are you awake now?
"However, Ai'er had no time to reminisce about the past. She shouted," If this goes on, everyone will die! "Run!"
Ying Qiong, Ji Tianliu, and the others looked over and saw that almost all of the clansmen were injured. Some were even unconscious or bleeding profusely, heavily injured on the ground.
There were not many other Ancient Warriors and ordinary people still alive at the scene. They were exhausted just by resisting the ravaging infected people.
There were originally more than a hundred thousand people in the huge venue, but now, there were probably less than 10% of the normal people alive!
"Ancestor!" Let's go! If we don't leave now … The clan will really be exterminated! "A White Tiger Clan Elder cried out in pain and unwillingness.
Ying Qiong looked at the heavily injured and unconscious Bai Yan and the dejected descendants of his clan. His eyes were filled with anger and despair …
Not only the White Tiger clan, even the Shen Long clan was in a terrible state. Ye Long Teng was lying in a pool of blood, leaning against the corner of the wall. He had long since been unable to continue fighting.
Chun Hua was the only ancestor of the Ye Clan, but because he was controlled by Ye Feng, he had long since been killed by his own people.
"Patriarch Heavenly Flow!" Take Han Tian and run! There's no need to worry about not having firewood to burn! "The Ji Clan's Patriarch, Ji Kangnian, cried out.
The two ancestors of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Wanzhong and Xiao Wanlou, had already been tortured and killed by the cultivators of the Northern Profound Sect and Feng Lin Hai.
"Xin Er …" Yun'er... Hurry up and leave. One of you can escape! I, Huang Yueshan, beg of you … "Huang Yueshan's eyes reddened.
She only hated herself for being so useless. What was the purpose of her seclusion in the Wutong Secret Realm!?
Looking at the gradually disappearing hope of life in the eyes of her clansmen, Xiao Xin'er felt an unprecedented exhaustion …
"Go!" Hurry up! Courting death is not considered a skill! Scatter and run! This little one will run as far as he can. The old one will stay here and stall for time! "
At this moment, Liu Qing Hou roared loudly, waking everyone up!
Everyone knew that they couldn't waste the opportunity that Ai'er had created. One by one, the young clan experts began to flee in different directions.
When the group of cultivators in the air saw this scene, they couldn't help but laugh mockingly.
"Haha..." Look at the sorry state of this group of clans!
"I never thought that the clan would have such a day. In ancient times, they were very arrogant and didn't take us seriously!"
Patriarch Xuanhai coldly snorted, "This group of trash actually deceived us for more than a hundred thousand years. We definitely can't let them go. Want to escape? How laughable... Do you think I don't exist?
Xuan Hai stepped forward alone and said, "Sunset, all of you retreat."
When Daoist Master Sunset and the others heard this, they hurriedly retreated behind Patriarch Xuanhai.
Xuan Hai spread out his arms, and the weather immediately changed. Gusts of wind blew around the venue, and the sand and dust were swept up by hundreds of tornadoes. The sky was filled with yellow sand, and it was impossible to see what was happening outside!
"Nine Heavens Tempest!"
At the same time as tens of thousands of tons of sand and dust were swept up, lightning constantly jumped about in the tornadoes, as if hundreds of lightning dragons were constantly shuttling back and forth!
The pressure of the Longevity Realm was finally revealed. A surging pressure spread out, causing all the clansmen present to tremble in fear!
Some of those with low cultivation bases or internal injuries actually spat out blood!
"This... What kind of cultivation is this!?" The face of the Xuanfeng Clan's Qing Yin was ashen.
Wei Bufan, who was at the side, trembled, "It's over …" It's all over... "
Ji Tianliu and Ying Qiong stood together, looking at the tornadoes that were constantly sweeping towards them, connecting to the heavens and the earth, tearing apart the entire venue, and the flashing lightning within them. They felt as if they were dreaming …
"Just what kind of old monster are we fighting against?" Ji Tianliu murmured.
At this moment, a hint of despair appeared in Ying Qiong's arrogant eyes. He gasped for breath, unable to say a single word …
Xiao Xin'er tightly held onto Du Yun'er's hand. The two sisters were on the stands and were about to retreat from there, but they discovered that there was no way for them to survive!
"Brother Ye Fan …" Du Yun'er murmured, her eyes filled with longing.
Xiao Xin'er, who was at the side, unwillingly clenched her red lips, biting them until blood flowed out …
In the resting room, Su Qingxue hugged Mu Mu Mu tightly. Her gaze was firm, but she felt that every second was incomparably long …
"The Patriarch's divine might is unparalleled!"
"As expected of the Patriarch. The moment he made a move, he scared this group of idiots from the clans …"
The cultivators of the Bei Xuan Sect were incomparably proud, while the cultivators of the Feng Lin Sea did not think much of it. They could only feel that it was a pity that the ancestor of the other sect had stolen the limelight.
Just as Ancestor Chi Lian was considering whether or not to interfere, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He suddenly turned his head to the west …
"This..." This is!? "
Patriarch Xuanhai, who was in the middle of exerting his strength, also felt something. His entire body trembled, his eyes widened, and a look of fear appeared on his face!
"How could this be …"
Without waiting for Xuan Hai to put away this earth-shattering wind and lightning spell, a golden light pierced through the vast sand and dust of the venue from the west!
It was as if the golden light of the rising sun penetrated through the thick clouds and illuminated the entire world!
The violent tornadoes and lightning were useless in the face of this golden torrent!
The thousands of cultivators of the Immortal Spirit World, just like their ancestors, were all dumbstruck at this moment!
This pressure was a fear that all of them would never be able to erase from their minds!
All of the clan members who were originally in despair felt as if they had been given a shot in the arm. When this pressure enveloped them, every cell in their body was trembling!
"How is this possible... Just what kind of god is this!? That old monster's cultivation was completely suppressed!? "
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