The stars in the sky were in the chaotic sky.
Millions of miles of saber radiance whizzed down, and the Heaven Severing Sword was falling. The twelve Ancestral Magi Mountains were shattered into pieces, and countless Magi died on the spot.
It was a blatant massacre, as simple as slaughtering pigs, dogs, cows, and sheep. The Magi had completely become lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the 33rd Heaven Celestial Court began a massacre.
Blood splattered, and corpses fell from the sky. The furious roars of the 33rd Heaven Celestial Court came from all directions, and everyone was immersed in this crazy massacre.
"No, no!"
Looking at her clansmen falling one by one, Houtu roared in grief, and the Heavenly Dao's Holy Light blasted toward the Celestial Court, hoping to save her clansmen.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Dao's Holy Light shattered, and Ye Xuan was already standing between her and the nine Ancestral Magi.
In front of him.
"Ye Xuan, I'm going to kill you."
Houtu's eyes were bloodshot, and the Heavenly Dao's Holy Light filled the sky and the earth. The Six Paths of Reincarnation rose, and a terrifying Saint's Great Technique was condensing, crashing toward Ye Xuan.
Bang!
With a flick of his finger, Ye Xuan pierced through the sky and the void between heaven and earth. Ye Xuan merely pointed out a finger, and the power that could destroy heaven and earth howled out. It instantly turned Houtu's saint technique into nothingness, and even blasted her flying. A mouthful of saint blood essence sprayed out from her mouth.
"We'll fight you to the death."
The nine Ancestral Magi roared, and their nine great talents spread out, attacking Ye Xuan one after another.
Boom!
Ye Xuan was expressionless. He only stretched out his palm, and it seemed as if he was going to crush the whole world. The nine Ancestral Magi were sucked over by him, and they were directly detained in the void.
"Ye Xuan!"
Houtu flew back, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation blasted out violently. However, before it could hit Ye Xuan, the so-called Great Technique of the Saint disappeared without a trace.
Weng!
Sealing the sky and trapping the earth, covering the sky with one hand, Ye Xuan attacked mercilessly. A gigantic palm appeared in the sky and trapped Houtu in his hand. Houtu was sucked over by Ye Xuan like one of the nine Ancestors of Magi.
Too strong, so strong that there was no way to deal with it!
Whether it was the so-called Nine Great Ancestors of Sorcerers or Houtu, the Saint of the Way of Heaven, they had no power to fight back in front of Ye Xuan.
"Kneel!"
Ye Xuan casually removed the restrictive spells on the bodies of the nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu. His eyes were emotionless and devoid of desire as he uttered two simple words.
"Kill us if you want! You must be dreaming if you want us to kneel to you!" Houtu roared at Ye Xuan with bloodshot eyes.
Crack!
Ye Xuan focused his eyes, and the rules of heaven and earth exploded. A cracking sound came from the knees of the nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu, and a pressure as heavy as the sky fell on their bodies.
Bang!
The nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu knelt down, and the terrible force as heavy as the sky on their bodies made them spit out blood.
With a thought, the sky was like a mountain, and with a thought, everything turned to ashes.
The power of time and space, the Seven Tribulations of the Way of Heaven, made Lu Jie ignore everything. Even the so-called Saints of the Way of Heaven had to kneel in front of him and submit to him.
"In fact, you are just ants in my eyes. I don't care whether you kneel or not, because you will be dead in a while." Ye Xuan whispered faintly.
"Ye Xuan, kill us if you can."
At this point, Houtu knew that there was no chance of survival. She also knew that Ye Xuan would not let them go, because she knew Ye Xuan's character too well.
Throughout Ye Xuan's life, all his enemies would not have a good ending, and he had never shown any mercy to his enemies.
Therefore, Houtu knew very clearly that when they fell into Ye Xuan's hands, they would only end up dead, and there would be no exceptions.
"Death is very simple, but I want to see you suffer a fate worse than death." Ye Xuan said ruthlessly.
"I want you to see the destruction of the Wu Tribe with your own eyes. I want you to see your tribesmen die tragically in front of you. Isn't that interesting?" Ye Xuan said, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Kill!"
Tens of thousands of Wu Tribesmen were restrained by the Immortal-tying Rope. Under Kong Xuan's order, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals chopped off the heads of tens of thousands of Wu Tribesmen.
Blood dyed the sky red, and then sprinkled on the ground. The blood of tens of thousands of Wu Tribesmen poured on the nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu.
"No!"
Houtu roared. Bathed in the blood of her tribesmen, she cried out in grief. However, as the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals waved their knives, the Wu Tribesmen died tragically in the sky. Their heads fell to the ground, and the rain of blood poured on the nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu.
"Kill me, Ye Xuan, kill me if you can!" The nine Ancestors of Magi roared, and tears of blood flowed from their eyes.
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan was indifferent. He stood in the Void with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the Wu Tribesmen die tragically. Only his snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.
The massacre continued, and the Ancestors of Magi roared.
When the cries of killing gradually stopped, the Twelve Ancestors of Magi were completely soaked in blood. Tens of thousands of Wu Tribesmen were slaughtered by the Celestial Court, and no one was left alive.
The world was silent, and everything was dead silent.
The vast amount of Shaman blood converged into a long river that surged endlessly in the vast land. The corpses rose and fell one after another in the sea of blood, and the dense smell of blood soared into the sky. The terrifying scene was simply indescribable.
The corpses were like mountains, and the blood flowed like rivers.
These were two idioms, but now they had become reality. The nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu looked at all this in despair, and then the world burst into mournful cries.
"Ye Xuan, you will die a horrible death!"
"Dead, our tribesmen are all dead."
"Heavens, do you really want our Wu Tribesmen to be destroyed?"
The nine Ancestors of Magi roared in grief, and tears of blood flowed from their eyes. Houtu was even more furious, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. She looked at Ye Xuan with eyes as red as blood.
"In the past, the Real Body of Pangu destroyed the Celestial Court. Now, I, Ye Xuan, will destroy your tribe, and we are even. However, the Real Body of Pangu trampled the Empyrean Fairy to death, and I have to take revenge personally," Ye Xuan whispered hoarsely.
"I will give you a chance, a chance to condense the Real Body of Pangu."
Rumble!
Ye Xuan waved his sleeves, and the spiritual energy in the sky fell on the nine Ancestors of Magi and Houtu, healing their injuries. This also made Houtu and the nine Ancestors of Magi stand up suddenly, and their eyes were full of anger and resentment.
"Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation."
Houtu roared, and twelve black banners rose into the sky. The nine Ancestors of Magi entered the formation, and Houtu quickly followed. Two drops of Pangu's blood appeared in the Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation at the same time.
"Real Body of Pangu!"
Rumble!
The Twelve Divine Beings Killing Formation had been running rumblingly. The twelve black flags had been shaking the sky and the earth, while the overwhelming power of killing had been rising into the sky. A hazy figure of Pan Gu had been emerging in the formation.
Wait!
Ye Xuan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, blandly looking at Houtu and the others condensing the Real Body of Pangu. However, his eyes were emotionless, as if he didn't take the Real Body of Pangu seriously at all.
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