Chapter 390: Acting on Behalf of Heaven, One Sword to the Starry Sky
Looking at the huge black hole in the sky, the hearts of all the Yan people tensed up, and unspeakable fear enveloped their hearts.
"Men of the Yan Clan, defend the world!"
The Yan clan leader shouted loudly and immediately disappeared in front of the abbot. The Yan clan disciples in the hall rushed out one after another, including the Yan Lord, leaving only one person to heal the great elder.
Above the sky, figures flew out from the black hole with lightning and thunder. They were wearing white robes with mysterious runes, words and patterns printed on them. Weird grey air surrounded them, and each of them had an extraordinary aura.
The leader was a burly man, whose strong body made his robe bulge out. His long hair fluttered in the wind like dead grass. He had a bear-like face with extremely thick stubble. His eyes were fierce and he held a wooden stick in his hand.
This wooden stick is made of white wood. From a distance, it looks like white bones, and the top looks like a claw .
The burly man took a deep breath, his face showing an expression of enjoyment, and said with a greedy smile: "The breath of this world is really beautiful, but unfortunately, it belongs to the damn martial arts!"
As he spoke, he flew forward, followed closely by the other Old Ancient Church followers.
Rays of fire appeared on the horizon ahead, quickly burning and growing larger, connecting together to form a raging sea of fire that covered the sky and the sun, sweeping over with unstoppable force. In that sea of fire was a strong man from the Yan Clan.
The burly man turned his head and saw that a large number of Yan clan warriors were also coming from the world behind them. They had been surrounded, but they were not panicked and were even very excited.
The battle against the God's Punishment Army brought them great suffering, but dealing with these noble families was easy for them, and they even enjoyed it.
They dare not challenge the eternal giants, and only pick third-rate families.
"Feel the power of ancient magic!"
The burly man raised the wooden staff high, and gray air burst out from his body, forming a world-destroying hurricane that swept up into the sky. Countless thunder and lightning intertwined, shaking the heaven and earth.
Almost as soon as he raised his hand, the heaven and earth shook violently!
Lord Yan in the distance clearly felt that the rules of heaven and earth were shaken, and he was secretly shocked. Is this the power of ancient magic?
He didn't dare to hesitate any longer and began to call the name of Daozu in his heart.
Judging from the situation, the Yan tribe is in danger. He no longer cares about the possible embarrassment. The tribe members are the most important.
The hurricane howled across the sky and earth, and dark clouds rolled in, making the entire world dark.
A dragon roar was heard, and the earth cracked open. Fire dragons as big as mountains broke out of the ground and rushed towards the followers of the Old Ancient Sect with their fangs and claws.
The burly man smiled contemptuously and swept his staff. A terrifying hurricane immediately swept across, circling around him at an extremely fast speed, destroying the sky and the earth, and breaking up the huge fire dragons.
A flash of fire came at an extremely fast speed, extremely domineering and powerful, powerfully breaking up the hurricane, and the wind and waves swept across the world in all directions.
clang!
The burly man blocked the blade with his staff, only to see the leader of the Yan tribe appear in front of him, holding a large knife with a red hot blade, as if it had just been taken out of a furnace.
Their eyes met, both of them filled with murderous intent.
…
Inside the Zixiao Palace, Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. He used the Infinite Eyes of Heaven and Earth to lock onto the direction of Lord Yan.
He slowly picked up the red gourd, opened the bottle, and a white light shot out quickly, disappearing as soon as it flew out of the gourd mouth.
Above the Milky Way, Chang Yueqian, who was meditating and practicing martial arts, vaguely felt something. He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked, but did not see anything. He thought he was too tense.
Ever since the Soul Corpse Emperor attacked the Kunlun Realm, all the Chang people have been eager to prove themselves.
Daozu has to do everything himself, which makes them seem useless. As an ancient family, they have their own pride. That's why their morale in practicing martial arts exceeds any previous time.
"Is there anyone who can take this sword, martial arts or ancient arts?"
Jiang Changsheng looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
The white dragon in the corner turned over and changed to a more comfortable sleeping position. Now its aura became stronger, and it seemed that it gradually realized how to become stronger by sleeping.
…
Boom boom
The sea of clouds in the sky surged violently, the earth collapsed, mountains turned to ashes, the surface of the earth cracked and expanded rapidly, forming criss-crossing abysses that were bottomless.
Hundreds of flaming figures besieged the burly man. They were all top warriors of the Yan Clan, including the Yan Clan's chief.
The burly man stood proudly in the sky, holding a wooden stake and waving it continuously. The mysterious runes on his robe kept flashing and appearing and disappearing behind him. He used ancient magic to control the power of heaven and earth and fought against the heroes alone.
The hurricane howled, lightning flashed, and the cold air approached the strong men of the Yan clan.
The Yan tribe leader was covered in blood and was struck by a bolt of lightning, and then a huge wooden thorn emerged from the ground and pierced his body. However, his body was too strong, and even though his chest was pierced, he did not die, but quickly broke free.
The Lord of Fire had flames lingering on his arms as he was fighting with two followers of the Old Ancient Religion. All three of them were at the peak of Tianyuan Jiwu and were only one step away from entering Zhixu Chewu realm. Relying on the Diyuan Shen Jue, the Lord of Fire had the upper hand, but was unable to defeat or get rid of the two men.
In the distance, other followers of the Old Ancient Religion were being held back by other powerful members of the Yan Clan, but the situation was not optimistic.
"Your flames are still far inferior to that of the infinite divine monk!"
The burly man laughed proudly. He raised his wooden staff high up. Suddenly, the staff burst out with black light and turned into countless black beams that shot towards all directions of the sky and earth.
The Yan clan leader swung his sword and slashed back. The sword energy was instantly dispersed, and the speed of the black light beam increased greatly, killing him unstoppably. He was forced to dodge. If he was in such a situation, what about other Yan clan strongmen? Many of them were entangled by the black light beams. These black light beams quickly condensed into chains, entangling them and freezing their martial arts and true energy.
"How is that possible!"
“What kind of power is this?”
"My true energy is being drained..."
“Damn it!”
The Yan clan's strong men were filled with shock and anger. The Yan clan leader tried to dodge several times but ultimately failed and was also entangled by the black beams of light. The black chains that condensed on his body were much larger than those of the others.
At this moment, the Yan clan leader couldn't even transform himself into the void.
"This boring war should end."
The burly man hung high in the sky, restrained his smile, and spoke expressionlessly, as if the god of death was deciding life and death.
The wooden staff in his hand held hundreds of Yan clan warriors. The longest chain was a million miles long, spanning the sky, which was extremely spectacular.
Everyone's face changed drastically, and they felt that the speed at which their martial essence or true energy was being drained had increased significantly.
Buzz——
The wooden staff in the burly man's hand trembled violently, and a terrifying force was gathering at the claw-like tip, causing the rules of heaven and earth to tremble.
Lord Yan looked from afar, feeling despair.
"Daozu! Daozu! Come quickly!"
He urged in his heart, impatient.
He couldn't help but shout out, "Daozu! Please save my Yan clan!"
In a hurry, he subconsciously used his true energy, and his voice was extremely loud, echoing throughout the world.
The Old Ancient Sect members and Yan Clan warriors who were fighting turned their heads to look at him, but they all just glanced at him.
The burly man also glanced at Lord Yan and remained indifferent.
Just at this moment!
A sound of breaking through the air was heard, passing over the head of the Flame Lord. The Flame Lord, who was fighting, subconsciously looked up, only to see a flash of white light passing by. The speed was so fast that his naked eyes could not keep up at all.
The burly man who was absorbing the martial essence and true energy of the Yan clan's strong man seemed to sense something and subconsciously turned his head to look. A flying knife was hanging in front of him, less than 20 centimeters away.
This knife is two feet long, with a blade like a leaf and a handle like the head of a ferocious beast, resembling a lion or a dragon, and is domineering and terrifying.
The burly man's pupils shrank, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
What is this!
So fast!
He didn't even have time to react!
"Destroying lives is against the will of heaven. If that is the case, then I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven!"
Jiang Changsheng's voice came from the Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying. The voice was like a god descending from , spreading throughout the entire Yan clan.
As soon as the words fell, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife moved!
The burly man subconsciously wanted to swing the wooden staff, but the speed of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was extremely fast. He only felt the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife suddenly disappear, followed by a pain in his neck, and then the world was spinning, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.
The Yan tribe leader and a group of Yan tribe warriors widened their eyes. They saw the flying knife chop off the burly man's head, the blade pierced his head, and flew away with his head.
The whole process happened extremely quickly. The extremely strong and burly man seemed to have no reaction at all and his head was directly removed. The simpler it was, the more shocking it was!
In the blink of an eye, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife disappeared, and the black chains that bound the Yan Clan's strong men disappeared as well, leaving them terrified.
"Kill them all! Don't let any of them escape!"
The Yan tribe leader roared with red eyes. He was the first to rush towards an Old Ancient Church believer in the distance. The difference in realm allowed him to blow him up with one punch, and the opponent didn't have time to react!
The other powerful members of the Yan Clan came to their senses and immediately launched a counterattack .
Without the burly man, the other followers of the Old Ancient Religion are no match for the Yan Clan!
The Lord of Fire was getting excited as he chased his opponent.
That was the voice of Daozu just now!
Daozu is so powerful!
Such a terrifying enemy was easily killed by Daozu!
…
In the starry sky, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was flying at high speed, carrying the burly man's head, and constantly crossing the star field.
The man in white who had previously chased the Daoxin god appeared again. He wanted to grab the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, but a pair of wings suddenly grew on the tip of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, which greatly increased the speed of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.
The man in white was moved. The previous pursuit of the Daoxin gods did not change his expression.
After chasing for a while, he gave up and stopped immediately. The bright and psychedelic backflow space around him disappeared, replaced by the vast starry sky.
He stood in the starry sky, looking at the direction where the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife left, and frowned.
"This is the second time that Xuanhuang World has fallen to this point... allowing anyone to come and go as they please..."
The man in white talked to himself in a calm tone, with no emotion to be heard.
The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife sped all the way, but it did not fly towards the direction of Kunlun Realm, but towards the endless void in another direction, and then prepared to circle around in the endless void for a few more times before returning to Kunlun Realm.
The other side.
Inside the Zixiao Palace.
A line of prompts appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng:
[In the fifty-third year of Chengtian, your incense follower Yanzhu was attacked by Zhang Dukong, the leader of the ancient sect, and his followers. You acted in time to cut off the cause and effect and received the survival reward - the magical weapon "Door of All Worlds"]
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows. There was actually a survival reward.
You have to know that the Lord of Flame is not important in his heart. Even if the Lord of Flame dies, he will not seek revenge. The cause and effect are explained in the hint. If he does not take action, could the Old Ancient Sect find the Kunlun Realm through the Lord of Flame?
It is possible that it was not necessarily the Lord of Fire who betrayed him, but that the old ancient sect mastered the mysterious ancient art.
