The Fury God was slashing!
In the next moment, countless silver runes flickered in his body, and an even more terrifying power burst out.
Then, a silver phantom rose from his body. It was a few hundred feet tall.
It turned into a silver giant.
With a roar, it grabbed the long spear formed by the King's Domain.
Kill!
An astonishing murderous aura burst out, and its power increased explosively.
Not good, the power of the bloodline! This was the power of the bloodline of the tenth generation grandson.
It was too terrifying! The surrounding human martial artists screamed crazily. The monks of Putuo Temple also exclaimed, "Elder, be careful!"
The primordial being of the Argent Clan revealed a sinister smile.
It was useless. Once the power of the tenth generation grandson's bloodline was activated, no one could stop it.
How could that old man possibly block such power?
Boom! Boom!
The Fury God's roar was earth-shattering.
Cracks began to appear on the golden flower behind the Bodhisattva. Then, it exploded, turned into spiritual energy, and dissipated.
Pu Shan kept retreating, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
A few cracks also appeared on his body. It was very terrifying. Blood flowed down his cracks and dyed his body red.
He was injured. Pu Shan was injured!
Everyone was horrified. They did not expect that such a terrifying Buddhist monk would be injured.
Could it be that Pu Shan was going to be defeated?
Pu Shan also roared angrily. A golden wheel rushed out of his body and spun rapidly like a sun.
However, Bai Qianshan laughed sinisterly. "Hahahaha, old monk, you don't have a chance!
From the moment you met me, you were destined to lose.
Now, kneel in front of me and admit defeat. " Following his words, the silver giant in the sky held the Fury God Spear in his hand and attacked again.
The spear blasted the golden wheel away and pierced through Pu Shan's body.
Poof!
He was nailed to the ground.
Clang!
The golden wheel fell to the ground, and blood dyed the ground red. The Buddhist light in the sky disappeared.
No! Elder!
The monks of Putuo Temple screamed crazily. They could not accept that their elder, an invincible King, had been defeated by the other party.
Moreover, he was seriously injured.
The other martial artists who were watching the battle were also shocked. Many of them were so shocked that they almost fainted.
He was too powerful.
Although the other party was from the younger generation, he had defeated many invincible kings.
The experts from the various sacred grounds and sects were equally shocked. Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes.
The archaic creatures sneered again and again.
With just this bit of strength, you want to compete with us? Humans, you're just lucky.
If it weren't for the accident last time, this world would have long been ruled by us.
Even if we coexist now, you are still no match for us. It won't be long before you'll have to crawl at our feet.
Damn it, let's fight! Many monks of Putuo Temple shouted angrily. Sixteen of them quickly rushed out.
The Buddhist light in each of their hands transformed into a golden rod, forming an Arhat Formation.
Since he dared to injure my elder, let's suppress him together! The young man in the lead was Putuo Temple's Holy Son.
He took the lead to set up the Arhat Formation. Within the formation, an Arhat rose from the ground. It was also several hundred feet tall.
The golden staff in his hand smashed towards the silver giant.
With a boom, the silver giant's body emitted an earth-shaking sound, and the silver light dimmed.
On the other side, Bai Qianshan's expression was ferocious. Ignorant ant, you've completely infuriated me!
Raging Deity Roar!
With a roar, the silver spear turned into a silver dragon again and pierced through the Arhat.
The spear fell, and the Arhat Formation shattered. The sixteen Putuo Temple geniuses vomited blood and were sent flying.
Ants will always be ants. Do you think that with so many ants, you can shake a dragon?
How laughable!
Bai Qianshan snorted coldly, and the silver giant returned to his body. The spears that filled the sky also turned into a King's Domain and were put away by him.
In this life, you will be trampled under my feet. You won't be able to raise your heads. I won't kill you because the taste of defeat is worse than death.
Bai Qianshan sneered, turned around, and stepped into the air. Let's go and find the next opponent.
When the archaic creatures heard this, they hurriedly followed.
The last archaic creature turned its head and looked at the dumbfounded human martial artists with a sneer. Humans, get ready to crawl under our feet.
Hahahaha!
At this moment, everyone fell silent.
He was too strong. Even a powerful senior monk like Pushan had been defeated. How many people could be his opponent?
Most likely, only a peak-level genius like Leaf Dao-Denier would be able to stand up to him.
Perhaps only the most terrifying elders of the older generation would be able to subdue them.
Damn it, the Ten Thousand Archaic Races are really sick!
The Silver Clan was not a royal family, but a royal family. Yet, they could produce such a terrifying figure.
Many people gritted their teeth, unable to accept this.
Some people sighed. There was nothing they could do. Bai Qianshan had a good life. Who asked him to have such a strong bloodline? Moreover, he was the tenth generation descendant.
With such a bloodline inheritance, even if he did not cultivate it, he would probably be a peerless expert in the future.
Moreover, he was only the tenth generation descendant. Who knew how terrifying the first generation descendant would be?
Don't talk about it. I'm about to despair. Don't forget that there are still princes and princesses among the three royal families!
Those are the descendants of the Great Emperors. Their bloodlines are even more terrifying. They will probably become Saints as soon as they are born.
These people shook their heads and sighed, their faces full of despair. Facing the Ten Thousand Archaic Races, they felt a strong sense of powerlessness.
Some people exclaimed. If I remember correctly, Bai Qianshan will probably fight with Lin Xuan in a few days.
Now that you mention it, I really do remember.
Back then, Lin Xuan had killed Bai Qianshan's younger brother in a domineering manner. Bai Qianshan would definitely not let the matter rest.
I wonder if Lin Xuan will be able to contend against him.
Definitely.
He is our Middle Emperor, one of the top geniuses. He will definitely be able to contend against him.
Not necessarily.
Many people were pessimistic. Even Pushan's thirty-five thousand archaic power couldn't defeat Bai Qianshan. They estimated that Bai Qianshan's archaic power should be thirty-eight thousand or higher.
Lin Xuan might not be able to contend against him.
Could it be that Lin Xuan was going to be defeated?
These people's faces were filled with fear.
If Lin Xuan was defeated, the human race would probably not be able to accept it. After all, Lin Xuan was their hope now.
He was given the title of Middle Emperor and was one of the top geniuses of the human race. Moreover, during the Darkness Era, he had displayed unlimited combat strength and fused with his greater success divine body to suppress the chaos.
To them, Lin Xuan had become their pride.
If Lin Xuan was defeated, the impact they would receive would probably be ten times or even a hundred times greater.
Damn it, these guys are too arrogant. Benhuang couldn't help but want to attack!
In the Starry Hall, the Crimson Dragon looked at the light screen and gritted his teeth.
Why are you so arrogant? If you have the ability, fight with Benhuang one-on-one!
Recently, his strength had been growing rapidly. After all, he had refined the corpses and blood of the archaic geniuses that Lin Xuan had killed. How could he not grow?
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