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Chapter 227 Shocking

"boom!"

In the sacred mountain outside the Daoyi Holy Land, the tall figure of King Qi Azu was thrown by Si Xuan to the front of a group of strong men from the Huntian clan. He was seriously injured, half of his face was broken, only one arm was left, and his chest was severely sunken. His entire Taoist body was severely damaged.

Si Xuan glanced at the leading agile woman indifferently and said softly: "Huantian Clan, I have never heard of you slaughtering human races in ancient times, and what you have done is not too much now, so let it go this time."

"Yes!" The female master dared not say anything more and said respectfully.

"The world is approaching, and everyone is very busy. We should plan the path to becoming an immortal. We want to go back to our mother planet. Don't always feel unhappy. Being used as a gun makes people be careful to be destroyed. No one in the clan has stood up for you yet, understand?"

Si Xuanqi's robe shook, and Jiulitu made a clatter behind him, shaking the royal family's seven orifices.

"I understand, the Huntian Clan will no longer participate in matters against the human race in the future!" Suddenly, King Qi Azu, whose body was broken, climbed up with difficulty and said in a deep voice. The people behind him were also respectfully shocked by the terrifying Great Saint Demon Shadow and Emperor Tu behind Si Xuan.

"Okay, let's see if you can get up, leave." Si Xuan glanced at King Qi Azu. Although his soul was not damaged much, a large amount of Taiyin holy power was entangled on his Taoist body, making his body unable to recover. He could only maintain his current appearance.

"Thank you, the Supreme Prince!"

"Click!"

Qi A forced many dislocated bones on his body, nodded at Si Xuan, and then the Chaos-colored Holy Armor glowed and instantly took eight young people away.

After watching these people fly away, Si Xuan let out a light breath. Jiulitu flew into his immortal platform, and the Xingluo Holy Umbrella fell back into his hands:

"Huh! I'm so angry!"

"Prince, is that clan strong? Don't you need to destroy their entire clan?" Zhu Yan's Great Sage was three feet tall, standing behind him like a holy fire demon, and asked softly.

It has been in Beidou for several years and has a little understanding of what the ancient tribes are. Although this Huntian tribe is one of the strongest royal tribes, it is just a force guarded by the Great Sage and Quasi-Emperor's soldiers. It is not difficult for Zhu Yan to use Jiulitu to destroy their entire tribe.

"The Huntian Clan is just a group of speculators, not targeting the human race. As long as they use their skills to suppress them, they will be honest." Si Xuan shook his head and then looked into the distance.

"I understand." Old Zhu Yan stood behind Si Xuan, listened silently to what he said, and then hid in the void again.

Si Xuan turned his head and looked at it. Seeing that the Great Sage Zhu Yan behind him had already hidden again, he stopped saying anything, but walked slowly to the sacred city of Daoyi Holy Land.

He leaned the holy umbrella on the ground and observed the sacred city. The aftermath caused a lot of damage in the battle between himself and the ancestor king. The holy formation that was originally missing in the Daoyi Holy Land was even more broken, and the dragon vein was also damaged to a certain extent.

"This dragon vein...well, it will take about thousands of years to recover, but compared to being threatened by the ancient tribe with fear, this is good." Si Xuan was silent for a moment, and shook his head as if he was talking to himself.

He leaped hard and leaped gently to stand on the tall jade wall of Daoyi Divine City. Looking around, there were no people here at this time. Most of them hid in the small world of the secret realm, leaving only a group of powerful people and two kings standing respectfully.

In the middle of this group of people, the jade-colored Dao Aoi vase is still rising and falling. This saint weapon is one of the foundations of the Taoist Holy Land, but in Si Xuan's current opinion, it is only a good word.

Seeing Si Xuan coming, the old king who was manipulating the treasure vase of the Great Dao hurriedly walked forward and saluted Si Xuan deeply and said, "Daoyi Gu Jue, thank you for your help from Prince Taiyin!"

Si Xuan glanced at them casually and felt their Dharma and scriptures a little. The aura of this king had no similarity with the Emperor Daoyan in the Eternal Star Domain, and understood that the other party was just a person with the same name.

"No need to thank you. In the past, I broke through the source in the stone yard of the Holy Land. This is the fate of Taoism." He leaned on the holy umbrella, nodded to the old king, and smiled calmly.

"The human prince is righteous, and it is better to be rewarded by a holy land..." Gu Jue of the holy land wanted to say something, but Si Xuan waved his hand to stop him.

"The rewards are also exempted, just like that. I'll say hello to the nun Yi of your holy land." He jumped gently again, and flew towards the sky. "This time Si's fate is here. If something happens next time, there may not be any other human saints passing by. You can only rely on yourself."

Si Xuan's voice was not loud, but under his intentional activation, it resounded throughout the Taoist Holy Land, which shocked all the monks and bowed deeply to the sky where Si Xuan left.

"Abide by the teachings!"

"Hoar!"

In the sky, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded from the void. Everyone in the Holy Land saw the silver-white divine dragon suddenly appearing in the sky. It pulled a black and golden divine chariot and flew to the sky in an instant.

...

In the divine chariot, Si Xuan leaned gently on his seat, and several divine chains transformed from the secret word "娱" appeared, wrapped around his arms, and recovered from his wounds.

This was not the injury left in the battle just now, but the one left when beating the ancestor king. The Chaos Stone armor was too hard, and Si Xuan was too ruthless, which made his hand bones slightly cracked.

"Prince, will you not arouse the anger of that clan when you fight without killing this way?" Zi Yuan pressed gently on his shoulder and asked.

"This is my attitude as a human prince. I must be firm and clear," Si Xuan shook his head, picked up a magical fruit on the table and threw it into his mouth. "And these royal families have been passed down for hundreds of millions of years in ancient times, and no one knows the way to survive better than them."

"The way to survive?" Zi Yuan's hand couldn't help but stutter slightly, with some guesses in her expression.

"Yes, the way to survive in all races in the ancient times is the survival of the weak, and the survival of the fittest is everything. I dare to use this almost insulting method to treat the ancestor king of a royal family, which is to show my strength and confidence." Si Xuan played with a divine fruit in his hand and spoke.

Jiang Tingting, who was standing beside him, said thoughtfully: "Master means that if you just simply defeat him and then let them escape unstoppable, they will not feel the threat, but will they feel that you are not confident?"

Si Xuan raised his eyebrows, gently touched the head of his eldest disciple, and smiled: "You understand correctly. This is also the reason why I finally showed Zhu Yan Da Sheng and Jiuli Tu. Only by making them truly feel the possibility of extermination can those people be scared."

He stood up, looked at the gradually blurred Daoyi Divine Mountain Dragon Vein in the distance, and continued, "Of course, it is not enough to do this. You have to choose a few more radical royal families to destroy them, which shows the difference."

"Would you continue to find which clan to destroy it?" Jiang Tingting looked at her master, with some thoughts in her eyes.

"Yes! The ancient royal family is not that easy to do. Some races like the Huntian clan can be defeated by threats, but some races are no longer necessary to be defeated, just destroy them." Si Xuan said, thinking of a lot of things.

"If you look for the Wanlong Nest of the Ancient Royal Family, will it be easier to deal with?" Tingting suddenly thought of Wanlong Nest and asked.

Upon hearing this, Si Xuan looked at her in surprise and smiled: "You Aunt Wanlong thought so at first, but this is a matter of the human race. It should be me who should start this."
Chapter completed!
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