The extremely terrifying sword gleam did not give anyone a chance to scream.
The cultivators at the front did not even have a chance to react.
It was merely an energy sword.
The army of almost 100,000 was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
Other than the leaders of the five factions and some elders who managed to dodge in time, the others were all dead.
The army of almost 100,000 was reduced to less than 100 in the blink of an eye.
This scene was too shocking!
It was unforgettable.
Terrifying!
Extremely terrifying!
When they saw this, even the people of Dragon Soul were frightened out of their wits.
As expected of a white titled ancient god.
The moment he attacked, he shocked everyone with a single move.
Xiahou Ying was scared out of his wits. His body trembled violently.
Yin Yang Sky looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face was paler than a dead man's.
The fear on everyone's faces was indescribable.
"Dragon Soul really … really has a white titled ancient god …" the third elder of the Yin Yang Temple said in horror. He finally knew where the uneasiness in his heart came from.
Grand Elder said in horror, "The rumors are true … But why would a white titled ancient god stay in a place like this?"
"A white titled ancient god …" Yin Yang Feng felt that he was dead.
"How can this be? How can there be a white titled ancient god in Dragon Soul? Wasn't it a rumor? How did it become true? "Xiahou Ying was scared out of his wits. He felt as if he had fallen into the 18 levels of hell.
"Yin Yang Sky, didn't you say it was a rumor? You killed me! "Xiahou Ying roared at Yin Yang Sky.
"I … I didn't know …" Yin Yang Sky said in horror. He was so regretful that his intestines turned green.
"They … they're all dead …" One of the leaders was terrified. His old eyes were filled with despair.
The titled ancient god and the Colored Glass Temple Master's pale faces were filled with fear. They did not dare to move.
Moreover, they could not move. Their bodies were no longer under their control.
"Xiahou Ying, is this the power of your Colored Glass Temple?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold smile. No matter how one looked at it, it was filled with mockery and contempt.
Xiahou Ying dared not speak. He felt as if a knife was pressed against his throat. He could not breathe.
"Why aren't you speaking? What happened to your arrogance and haughtiness? Didn't you want to cut off the controller's flesh? Didn't you want to torture my Big Brother Feng? "Liu Qingyang asked with a cold smile.
At this moment, White Tiger appeared.
With just a glance, Palace Master Colored Glaze and the others had a mental breakdown. Their mental defenses collapsed as well.
The aura of a White Titled Ancient God was too terrifying.
That formless pressure shook their souls to the point that their souls trembled.
The green Titled Ancient God and the Glazed Palace Master knelt down in fear.
In front of a White Titled Ancient God, they were insignificant insects.
Xiahou Ying and Yin-Yang Sky also knelt down. They wanted to beg for mercy, but they realized that they couldn't speak.
In just a few minutes, before they could even display their strength, the entire army was nearly wiped out.
"You've got guts, coming to Dragon Soul to cause trouble." White Tiger sneered.
That simple sentence scared Palace Master Liu Li and the others so much that their bodies trembled.
However, what happened next almost scared them to death.
"Are there no other experts?" Wan Qianhan's voice rang out as she appeared.
Two white Titled Ancient Gods!
The eyeballs of Glazed Palace Master and the others almost flew out.
Everyone was petrified, as if they were stone statues.
It wasn't over yet!
Huangfu Sky and the other White Titled Ancient Gods appeared one after another.
At this moment, everyone's pupils suddenly dilated, and a huge sense of fear surged through their bodies. It was a trembling that came from the depths of their souls. It was as if they were born with reverence and fear for those Gods.
Xiahou Ying and the others instantly felt as if their hearts were crushed by a mountain, and they almost stopped beating.
In their frightened eyes, they saw that behind White Tiger and the others was a sea of blood piled up by thousands of corpses.
They appeared one after another, and there were actually 38 White Titled Ancient Gods!
Dragon Soul was actually so terrifying.
"Greetings, My Lord!" The White Titled Ancient Gods knelt down on one knee respectfully.
This scene caused Xia Houying and the others to feel even more despair than before.
Thirty-eight white Titled Ancient Gods were actually Feng Wuchen's subordinates!
In front of Feng Wuchen, they had to kneel!
Who exactly was Feng Wuchen?
How could he have such a terrifying identity?
It was too f * cking frightening!
Looking at the people kneeling down, Feng Wuchen sneered and asked, "I said that I would fight my way up to Level Two. Do you still think that Dragon Soul is arrogant?"
Glazed Palace Master and the others shook their heads in fear, like machines.
Arrogant?
Not arrogant at all!
Any random White Titled Ancient God could destroy all the forces in Level Two with a wave of his hand!
"Xiahou Ying, do you still remember what I said before?" Feng Wuchen sneered and asked.
Xiahou Ying's body trembled, and his Adam's apple moved. His mind was blank, and he had never felt such fear in his life.
"I said that you would pay the price for what you said," Feng Wuchen sneered.
From the moment Xiahou Ying insulted Ling Xiaoxiao, he was destined to die.
"My Lord, how should we deal with this?" White Tiger asked respectfully.
"Those who insulted my wife will be killed without mercy!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"No!" Xiahou Ying cried out in fear. He kowtowed and begged for mercy, "My Lord, please spare my life. This lowly one knows his mistake. This lowly one did not mean to insult your wife. Please spare my life."
"Now you know your mistake? It's too late! "Jian Chou shouted angrily.
Liu Qingyang sneered and said, "No matter who it is, they will not be able to save you today."
Glazed Palace Master and the others did not dare to fart.
Thirty-eight White Titled Ancient Gods were present. Who would dare to plead for mercy?
Furthermore, this was Xiahou Ying's fault.
"No, my Lord, please spare me. I really know my mistake. I will do anything you want me to do." Xiahou Ying kowtowed and begged for mercy.
The terrified Xiahou Ying was in a mess. He did not know what to say other than begging for mercy.
"I always keep my word." Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "I gave you a chance to call for help and gave you three days. Yet, you came here to die in two hours."
"My Lord, I really know my mistake. I will change in the future. Please spare my life!" Xiahou Ying kowtowed to the air until his forehead bled.
"White Tiger, kill him," Feng Wuchen ordered.
"Yes, my Lord!" White Tiger said respectfully and instantly appeared in front of Xiahou Ying.
"No! No! "Xiahou Ying shouted in fear. He was about to go crazy.
"Father, save me. I don't want to die," Xiahou Ying cried and said.
"Swish! Swish!
Swish! "At this moment, four figures suddenly appeared.
They were Ancient Shaman Great Emperor and the others.
"Ancient Shaman Great Emperor!" The Titled Ancient God was overjoyed when he saw who it was.
Glazed Palace Master and the other Ancient Gods were also overjoyed. They saw hope.
The Titled Ancient God quickly shouted, "Ancient Shaman Great Emperor, this lowly one is Fu Tianshu. I met Ancient Shaman Great Emperor eight years ago."
However, what happened next threw them into the abyss again.
"Senior!" Ancient Shaman Great Emperor and the others bowed respectfully.
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