Ye Bufan has great kindness, but the Honghuang clan cannot understand it at all. In their eyes, this human clan is just wishful thinking. At this time, he still wants to negotiate peace with him. Does he have the qualifications?
"Misunderstanding? Boy, is it also a misunderstanding that you are arrogant in our ancient city?"
The Ancient Holy God shouted menacingly, "If you dare to attack me, steal my treasure, or beat my son, you must die today!"
In his heart, the prehistoric clan has used all its strength to completely control the situation.
The man in front of me is a lamb to be slaughtered. He has no ability to resist, let alone the qualifications to negotiate.
Ye Bufan didn't even look at him, he looked at the Holy Emperor Sucang, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?"
Su Cang smiled coldly, "Do you know you're afraid now? It's too late.
We, the Primordial Clan, are aloof and those who dare to offend will die. If you want to negotiate peace, you can kneel down and let us be dealt with, otherwise you have no right to speak."
Seeing each of the prehistoric clans in front of him becoming more arrogant than the last, Ye Bufan shook his head, "There is a saying that is really true, it's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words.
Since I gave you the chance to refuse, and you insist on seeking death, you can't blame others."
"Looking for death? I guess you are the one looking for death!"
I really can't do anything to you if you want to hide in that formation, but you insist on running out, so I'll send you on your way now!"
The Ancient Holy God hated Ye Bufan to the extreme. His aura surged, the God of War realm exploded, and then he clapped his huge palm in the air.
The power of this palm is astonishing, and the murderous intent is so great that you can't wait to turn the opponent into a meat pie in one fell swoop.
On the other side, there is another tall fifth-grade prehistoric saint, Huang Xiong, who is the best friend among the six great saints.
Because of this, Mangu Holy God had already made an appointment with him, and whenever they saw Ye Bufan, they would take action together.
After all, he had faced Ye Tian, Xuanyuan Linglong and Lu Banxia with one against three before, and only three of them suffered a loss.
In his mind, as long as the two people on his side take action, they can at least guarantee an invincible position.
At the same time, he kept his eyes fixed on Xuanyuan Linglong and the others, always on guard against the other party taking action.
Unexpectedly, the three people did not move at all. Instead, their figures flashed, their long hair fluttering, and Qingye Wang Lanxi stood in front of him.
"Get out of here!"
Lan Xi punched out, hitting his palm hard.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound and blood splattered, and the scene of Sha Tongtian just now happened again, but this time it was the ancient holy god's arm that was shattered.
"ah!"
The ancient holy god cried out in pain, his eyes filled with shock.
He originally thought that among the people on the other side, Xuanyuan Linglong and the other three were the most powerful ones, but he didn't expect that this one was stronger, leaving him totally powerless to resist.
Lan Xi didn't give him any time to be shocked. He smashed his arm with one punch, and then hit his chest hard with the second punch.
The sixth grade is completely overwhelming when facing the fifth grade. Whether it is the human race or the prehistoric race, the gap is beyond imagination.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound and blood mist filled the sky. The ancient Holy God who was so arrogant just now was shattered by a punch.
All this happened so fast, so fast that it was dizzying, and so fast that it was beyond imagination.
It wasn't until the ancient Holy God was dealt with that Huang Xiong just rushed forward.
At this moment, the murderous aura on his body dissipated, and the huge bull's eyes contained nothing but shock and fear.
The two originally agreed to join forces, but it was just a little slow, and the ancient holy god became dead.
"This is the sixth-grade Primordial Holy God!"
This thought flashed through my mind, and then my heart became more and more frightened.
Facing such a powerful existence, wasn't he looking for death? Thinking of this, he immediately changed direction, turned around and ran away.
Even so, Lan Xi's fist still hit him hard on the back.
This guy flew out like a cannonball, spitting out blood while he was in mid-air. Then he fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up after struggling for several times.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough. Although he was seriously injured, he saved his life and did not die like the ancient holy god.
At this time, everyone around them was completely dumbfounded. Originally, the Honghuang clan came with great force. In their eyes, they were just playing cat and mouse, and the other party had no ability to resist.
But he never expected that one of them would be killed and one seriously injured as soon as he took action.
The key is that this is the fifth-grade prehistoric holy god. In their eyes, there are usually aloof beings. There were originally six great holy gods, but now there are only four left.
Moreover, the difference in strength is so great that the two of them combined could not block three of his moves.
The human race immortals who didn't dare to move at first were even more so, they were all stunned with shock.
Huo Tiancheng opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time. He originally thought that these people were relying on Yu Jiuge, but he didn't expect that he could kill the fifth-grade prehistoric war god in an instant by pulling out just one of them.
Su Cang didn't care at all before and didn't take these people into consideration at all, but now his eyes widened and his heart was filled with shock.
To be able to defeat two people so cleanly, there is only one result, the sixth-grade Holy God.
The most important thing is that this woman is still from the prehistoric clan. When did her own clan have such a strong person?
"Who are you?"
He stood up, his momentum surged, and he looked at Qingye Wang Lanxi with burning eyes.
Lan Xi gave the answer calmly: "I am his wife."
"You are originally from the prehistoric clan, why are you hanging out with the human clan? I will never treat you badly when you come to my place!
As long as you agree, from now on God of War will respect you besides me!"
Su Cang started to win over him. A sixth-grade Primordial Holy God was a hundred times more important than Man Gu and Huang Xiong combined.
Because of this, the conditions he offered were extremely generous, and he almost designated the other party as his heir.
But he never expected that Lan Xi just curled his lips and said: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, hurry up and take action."
"I really thought I couldn't do anything to you!"
Su Cang's expression instantly turned cold, and he rose into the air like a god descending from the sky. His momentum was overwhelming, and then he punched down.
He had just seen clearly that Lan Xi was around the middle stage of the sixth-grade Holy God. He was very powerful, but there was still a big gap compared to him.
In this case, the best way is to defeat the opponent and then use it for your own use.
With this attitude, he acted without mercy and used all his strength.
But before they could reach Lan Xi and Ye Bufan, a figure flashed, with red hair flying, and a fiery red figure blocked the way, and raised his hand to receive his punch.
The full power of the sixth-grade Primordial Holy God's attack was so astonishing that the space was constantly trembling.
But the opponent was relaxed next, and his white jade-like fists collided with Su Cang's.
There was only a muffled bang, and violent air currents swept around, plowing bottomless ravines on the ground.
Su Cang was so shocked that he fell back a hundred feet away, his face full of shock. The opponent's strength was not inferior to him at all. He was also the peak existence of the sixth-grade ancient saint. A sixth-grade person was already very terrifying, and the opponent suddenly appeared
