The Xia family was dyed red with blood, and the ground was full of blood and corpses. It was a shocking sight. Jiang Xiaofan and the others stood in the deepest part of the Xia family. Their eyes swept around, and in the end, they strode toward the palaces not far away.
"Search the house!"
An old monster shouted.
Like the Wu family, the Xia family was also a transcendent force that had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. Naturally, their accumulation was very rich. Jiang Xiaofan and the others swept through and took all the treasures of the Xia family. Not even a strand of hair was left behind.
"Hundreds of immortal artifacts, thousands of spirit pills, dozens of ancient medicine kings …"
The evil corpse clicked his tongue.
Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, once defeated, all became the spoils of war of the victors. This was the sorrow of being exterminated. Until now, Jiang Xiaofan had controlled the treasures and resources of four immortal inheritances. His family's wealth was terrifying.
"Kid, the three hidden families have been destroyed. What do we do now?"
Patriarch Pure Heaven asked.
These old monsters were not content with their lot. Their eyes flickered with a bright light. The three hidden families had been destroyed. Now, there were still remnants of the Devil Clan, Shura people, and Ghost Clan. The dozens of old monsters all sneered.
"Kill them all!"
Jiang Xiaofan said.
The Demon Clan left dozens of Xuan Immortals and a Sanqing Ancient King to guard the Xia family. The rest of them directly killed their way to the Devil Clan's foothold in Zi Wei. The headquarters of the three ancient clans in Zi Wei was no secret at all. At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan and the others directly tore the void and instantly appeared in a majestic mountain range.
Rolling black clouds covered the area as if a storm was about to fall.
This was the location of the Devil Clan. It was a place that made human cultivators tremble in fear. No one dared to approach.
"Kill!"
On this day, the word "kill" shook the heavens and the earth. It resounded throughout the entire area, shocking a group of cultivators dozens of miles away. A powerful Human Emperor cultivator was bold. He peeped in that direction from afar and was so scared that his face turned pale.
"Oh … oh my god …"
This was a powerful rogue cultivator at the Eighth Heaven of the Human Emperor Realm. At this moment, his lips were trembling as he looked ahead.
"What's wrong?"
The cultivators nearby were curious.
The first Human Sovereign Realm itinerant cultivator who peeped forward directly sent out a spiritual imprint. It was the scene of Jiang Xiaofan leading the Demon Clan army and Patriarch Pure Heaven to attack the Devil Clan's base camp. The scene was extremely tragic.
"This … this …"
"Someone is attacking the base camp of the Demon Race. That person …"
"Vicious … Vicious Jiang? He … has really appeared again! "
Looking at the spiritual imprint left by the Human Emperor loose cultivator, the cultivators nearby were all stunned and lost in thought. In the next moment, many of them were extremely excited. Many of them clenched their fists.
"Great! That's great! "
Someone said.
In the past, when the Four Great Ancient Clans appeared, the Devil Race, the Shura people, and the Ghost Race wreaked havoc in the human world, killing too many human cultivators. Later on, the Ethereal Peak Master made a Heavenly Dao Oath with these few races. Although the Ancient race would no longer kill human cultivators wantonly, they would still bully the human race everywhere, causing many human cultivators to be angry but not dare to say anything.
Their own territory had been invaded by the foreign races, and they had been humiliated everywhere. These years, ordinary human cultivators had had a hard time.
"Kill! Kill them all! "
Many people gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with excitement.
Seeing Jiang Xiaofan leading his army into the Devil Race's territory and killing one Devil Race expert after another, these cultivators felt extremely excited. Many of them clenched their fists. There were even some hot-blooded cultivators who wanted to charge forward directly.
In front of them, the sound of killing shook the sky.
"Kill!"
A cold voice resounded through the sky. Jiang Xiaofan slashed forward with the Sky-splitting Sword Aura in his hand, splitting the void with one slash.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
He was too powerful now. He was standing in the Three Pure Ones' territory and had transcended two terrifying Heavenly Tribulations. He was indeed the strongest monster since ancient times. Few people could block the Sky-splitting Sword Qi that he slashed out with his Three Pure Ones cultivation.
"Lowly human!"
A powerful Mystic Immortal of the Devil Race roared.
"Pfft!"
Jiang Xiaofan did not even raise his head. He directly slashed out with his sword and shattered it on the spot.
The Devil Race had killed their way into the Zi Wei Star a few years ago and finally occupied a large area. They even asked the Ethereal Peak Master for several undamaged Dragon Veins. Now, Jiang Xiaofan led a group of experts to kill their way in. Blood flowed for thousands of miles.
"Ah!"
Screams echoed, mixed with unwillingness and despair.
"Damn human!"
The most powerful Mystic Immortal of the Devil Race gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to stay any longer. He directly fled into the distance, wanting to leave this place. However, he was destined to not be able to escape. Jiang Xiaofan only flashed slightly and stopped him.
"Pfft!"
The golden hand pressed down and smashed him into meat paste on the spot.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
His voice was very cold. He personally attacked, and the Sky-splitting Sword Qi swept across thousands of miles.
Lin Quan and Tang You were killed by the Devil Race. He would not forget. At this moment, his aura was very cold. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. He would not let anyone here go. All of them had to die.
"Bang!"
The Origin Heavenly Sound shook, and the void rolled like waves.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Blood mist exploded in all directions. More than half of the Devil Race cultivators in the Devil Race's base camp died miserably on the spot.
Looking at this scene, Patriarch Pure Heaven's eyes widened. "This kid is too evil. This combat strength is even more terrifying than the Three Pure Ones. He has just stepped into this level. This is really … "
He did not know how to describe it.
On the side, the other 35 old monsters curled their lips.
The evil corpse glanced at Patriarch Pure Heaven and said, "This is nothing. You're making a fuss over nothing. When he was in the Zhu Family, that kid was like a madman. He killed one of the Three Pure Ones of the Zhu Family with his Mystic Immortal cultivation. "
Patriarch Pure Heaven: "…"
He really could not find any words to say.
At the same time, many cultivators several miles away were shocked. Looking at Jiang Xiaofan, who was rampaging in the Devil Race's base camp, many people were almost petrified, and their eyes almost popped out.
"Too … too strong!"
Finally, someone said in a trembling voice.
In their field of vision, every time Jiang Xiaofan attacked, a large number of Devil Race cultivators would die. Even the most terrifying Mystic Immortal could not block a single strike from him. Under his feet, countless Devil Race cultivators lay dead, and blood flowed.
"No, don't kill me, ah!"
Terrified cries, screams, and pleas for mercy intertwined in the Devil Race's base camp.
But now, no one showed mercy. Although the Yao Race and the Devil Race were both ancient races, they had no friendship at all. They had been enemies since ancient times. Jiang Xiaofan naturally would not show mercy to this bloodline. He kept swinging the Skysplitter Sword in his hand, reaping the lives of the Devil Race cultivators one after another.
"The few surviving ancient kings of the Devil Race have also fled."
The evil corpse shook his head.
There were still many Devil Race troops in the Devil Race's base camp, but there was no one from the Three Pure Ones.
"They're not stupid. Are they going to stay here and wait for death?"
The Patriarch of Turbid Heaven said.
The hatred between the Devil Race, the Shura people, the Ghost Race, and Jiang Xiaofan could no longer be resolved. Since Jiang Xiaofan dared to attack the Zhu family, he would definitely dare to attack the Devil Race's base camp. The few ancient kings of the Devil Race naturally knew about that. Now that the King Of Luo Tian was not around, they would not dare to stay here.
They would be waiting for death if they did.
Boom!
Shocking divine power spread in the void. After a few hours, everything quieted down.
The Devil Race's base camp was completely wiped out. Without the Three Pure Ones, the Devil Race seemed too weak. They were no different from the Wu and Xia families. One had to know that Jiang Xiaofan had dozens of Three Pure Ones. The reward for their combat strength was too great.
"Take away the dragon vein. Let's go to the Shura people!"
Jiang Xiaofan said.
There were not many dragon veins under the Devil Race's base camp. There were only four of them. At that moment, Jiang Xiaofan and the dozens of old monsters moved at the same time. They each used the Three Pure Ones' great divine powers and moved the four flawless dragon veins under the Devil Race's land into the mysterious small world in his body.
The Wu and Xia families had existed for hundreds of thousands of years. The eight dragon veins under them were very stable. It would take too much time to move them away. However, the Devil Race was different. The dragon veins under them were moved. It was not difficult for the 13 Pure Ones to work together and take them away.
"Let's go! Let's go to the Shura people! "
After putting away the dragon veins, the group of people moved forward in a mighty manner. They crushed the void and headed toward the Shura people.
It was a destructive army. Wherever they passed, birds flew and ferocious beasts retreated. They did not even dare to breathe loudly. Behind the army, the group of cultivators from before followed carefully and excitedly. They were all humans. When they heard Jiang Xiaofan's words, they knew that Jiang Xiaofan and the others were going to kill the Shura people.
They were all excited about this and wanted to witness it with their own eyes.
Jiang Xiaofan naturally noticed the group of people following behind him, but he did not say anything. These things could not be hidden from the world, and he had never thought of hiding them from anyone. He, Jiang Xiaofan, wanted to tell the world of Ziwei not to provoke his friends and old friends. Otherwise, his anger would be enough to burn everything.
"Rumble!" “
Gray demonic fog covered the sky. Soon, the group rushed into the Shura people.
There was nothing to say. They were enemies to begin with. It was an unsolvable situation. Jiang Xiaofan rushed in front, and the dozens of old monsters followed behind. The group directly charged in. Like the Devil Race, the Three Pure Ones of the Shura people also disappeared. They could not stop Jiang Xiaofan and the others at all and were quickly destroyed.
"To the Ghost Race!"
The four dragon veins under the Shura people were taken away. The army continued to charge forward.
The gray, misty demonic fog filled the sky of Ziwei. The dense army crushed through, startling batch after batch of human cultivators. Looking at Jiang Xiaofan, who was standing at the front, all the cultivators of Ziwei Planet were shocked. Their expressions changed.
"It's really him. He's appeared again. He … what is he going to do?"
Many cultivators' hearts palpitated.
"The Devil Race and Shura have been destroyed. He's going to the Ghost Race to destroy them!"
Someone spoke, his face full of excitement.
This person was one of the cultivators who first saw Jiang Xiaofan kill the Devil Race powerhouses. Along the way, he saw Jiang Xiaofan lead the experts to kill the Devil Race and the Shura people. At this moment, his face was flushed with excitement.
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