The power of the black-haired man from the Ancient Realm was transmitted over.
It came crashing down from the sky, like a beam of light from the heavens, bombarding towards Long Fei.
He didn't give him any reaction.
The black light was extremely dazzling.
The moment Long Fei raised his head, the black light enveloped him.
"Rumble!"
Thunder exploded.
Under the heavy suppression, his mind, sea of consciousness, and body were instantly crushed. Long Fei was also instantly pressed to the ground.
His limbs seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.
Even if he activated the power of his blood essence, it would be useless, and he would not be able to withstand the crushing force of this power.
Long Fei was lying on the ground, unable to move. At this time … The black-haired figure slowly stood up, with a sinister sneer on his face, he stared coldly at Long Fei and said: "I really didn't expect Long Batian to be so useless, to actually reincarnate into a trash like you."
"What a surprise."
The black light exploded, and the black-haired figure's body began to frantically absorb the powerful energy. Originally, he had almost died from Long Fei's attack, but now, just like Long Fei, he was revived with full health.
Not only that.
The aura on his body became stronger.
The black-haired figure laughed in disdain, "Do you think that you're powerful just because you activated the power of your blood essence? You're too weak, Long Batian's bloodline power can't even be used in a thousandth of your body, and … "You actually wasted your blood essence like this, what trash."
His strength returned to its peak.
The black-haired figure stood up and walked in front of Long Fei. He looked down at Long Fei and sneered: "Just the power of my blood essence is far from enough, do you understand?"
"You don't even have your dragon body, and you want to kill me?"
"Hahaha …"
"Long Batian, back then you sealed laozi, and laozi has been thinking about revenge for hundreds of millions of years."
"Today, I've finally waited."
"Hahaha …"
The black-haired figure laughed wildly, his laughter directly covering the entire Primordial World, causing the entire Primordial World to tremble.
The laughter faded.
"Buzz!"
The black light in the sky was directly grasped by the black-haired figure. With a flick of his hands, the pair of illusory hands turned black.
Power surged.
It was a power that resembled rolling black clouds.
"Boss, be careful!!"
"Elder Brother!!"
When the Wise Mad King and the little Daoist boy saw the power unleashed by the black-haired figure, their hearts sank. They knew how strong the black-haired figure was.
The two of them rushed out in a frenzy.
However!
Before they could rush out of the Mystic Thearch Hall, the white-haired phantom image moved slightly and said indifferently, "The two of you better stay here obediently."
Boom!
Boom!
The two of them were instantly suppressed.
"Bang, bang!"
The Wise Mad King's body sank, and he stared at the ground like a nail. His face paled.
It was the same for the Little Daoist. He was instantly crushed by the pressure.
Unable to move.
The white-haired phantom said, "Don't be anxious. If he dies, it will be your turn. This is the Primordial World. There is no need for such a low-level plane to exist."
He wanted to destroy the world.
Annihilate everything in the Primordial World, obliterate it!
Just like how the black-haired figure had obliterated the land of the Divine Palace.
To them, there was no need for weak things to exist!
The Primordial World was too weak for them. It was useless. This kind of world should not have been born.
His words were heard by everyone in the Primordial World.
For a moment, the Primordial World fell into panic.
Especially those sects that had surrendered to the Tian Clan. One by one, they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. "My lord, we are disciples of the Tian Clan."
"We are the forces of the Tian Clan."
"Lord Mystic Thearch, where are you? Come and save us."
"Save you? Haven't you figured it out yet? Why would the experts of the Ancient World appear in the Divine Palace? These two ancient experts are the people of the Mystic Thearch. "
"Do you think you are relying on a big tree?"
"Wake up. You are nothing in the eyes of the Tian Clan."
… ….
Some people came to their senses.
The Tian Clan could not be relied on.
Moreover.
The people of the Tian Clan had all died, let alone them?
Their fate would only be worse than the people of the Tian Clan.
Mystic Thearch Hall.
"Ah …" The Wise Mad King roared. The muscles on his body bulged, and his veins moved like worms. "Break for me!"
"Boom!"
There was an explosion around his body.
The power of the laws of this world that bound him shattered.
The Wise Mad King stood up heavily. His muscles were abnormally distinct. He held the Ten Thousand Demon War Axe tightly and stared at the white-haired shadow. "Then let's see who will die first!"
The power of the laws was broken.
The Wise Mad King was not bound by anything.
The white-haired shadow was secretly shocked. "Break through the power of the laws? Not bad. Interesting. But … You? Too bad! "
Without waiting for the Wise Mad King to rush over, the white-haired shadow moved.
His fingers formed a sword and waved continuously.
It seemed to have no power or moves.
However …
Blood flowed from the corner of the Wise Mad King's mouth as he looked down.
There were bloody holes all over his body.
One by one, they appeared out of thin air. Blood gushed out. Half of his body looked like it had been shot by a machine gun. Blood instantly flowed all over his body.
The Wise Mad King frowned.
The Little Daoist Priest also let out a roar. The Immortal Dao Scripture's Attack Formula exploded.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
One after another, the runes were incomparably huge and crazily shot towards the white-haired shadow.
The white-haired shadow's eyes swept across and said, "This power … is too weak."
Bang!
The shadow moved and directly landed behind the Little Daoist Priest.
The Little Daoist Priest's back suddenly felt a chill.
His eyes shifted to the back. It was also at this time that the white-haired shadow moved his right hand. "Boom!"
A palm pressed down.
The Little Daoist Priest was directly sent flying and hit the ground. The ground directly exploded into a huge pit that was ten meters deep.
The white-haired shadow sneered. "Can't even withstand a single blow."
In the entire Mystic Thearch Hall, only Long Fei's clone was left.
He stood there quietly, his eyes looking at the white-haired shadow.
In another place.
Long Fei looked at the Little Daoist Priest and the Wise Mad King who were seriously injured. He roared hysterically and moved his blood essence, "Open!!"
In an instant.
Long Fei's hair was completely white, turning into silver strands.
He also seemed to have aged all of a sudden, turning into an old man in his sixties or seventies.
There was a heavy explosion.
Breaking through the shackles.
Long Fei stood up.
However …
The black-haired shadow said in disdain, "I already said that you can't do it. Your strength … is simply not enough. Die for me!"
Both fists exploded.
The black power was like a battle axe, heavily chopping towards Long Fei's body.
Boom!
Long Fei's body sank and landed on the ground.
The ground cracked.
The Divine Palace continued to collapse.
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