Above the sky.

The Baccarat, who had retreated a hundred meters away, stared in front of him, gasping heavily.

The clothes on his upper body burst completely, and blood flowed down his shoulders along his arms, dripping from his fingertips, looking very embarrassed.

"ha……"

Another heavy breath came out of the mouth of the Baccarat. Within just a hundred breaths, he had fought with the two old men for hundreds of rounds. He had always maintained a tough attack posture, but from his current situation, we can see that his attack was not as advantageous as he had.

He must attack.

When these two ancestors of the Bai family appeared, the God of Baccarat felt their breath so strong.

The God of Baccarat, wrapped in their breath, seemed to be facing the prehistoric beasts, but he was a small boat in the storm, staring at by these two beasts in the heavy rain.

The deep trembling inside made him tremble. Even though he was drunk, he still didn't feel able to fight one of these two people, let alone the two people standing in front of him now.

But he can't retreat!

He has been through the battlefield for a long time and knew that moving forward is his last means to maintain his psychological defense. As long as he withdraws, his heart will be mercilessly captured, and then he will face the fear of falling into the abyss. Even if it is a hundred years or a thousand years later, he will be shrouded in these two shadows.

Whether it is for his courageous heart, or for Ye Zichen and the others who are in trouble.

He must face these two unsurpassable mountains with the most determined attitude.

Unfortunately, the goddess of luck never favored her. Although she knew that she would lose, she did not expect that she would lose so thoroughly.

He fought hard but left no trace on the opponent's body.

Even if it is a drop of blood, a drop of blood belonging to the God of Baccarat.

None!

The spiritual consciousness looked inside the body, and the veins of the right arm had been destroyed. The divine baby in the dantian was also depressed and did not show the past agility. The wine gourd on his waist was empty. Before fighting with these two people, he had already filled the alcohol by judgment.

There is not much divine power left, and the body is also a broken body...

Facing the two ancestors of the Bai family who were still at the peak, and the God of Baccarat was convinced that even though his previous offensive was so fierce, neither of them showed their true strength.

Follow him!

It's not so much a fight, it's more like a joke.

"I know you."

The ancestor of the Bai family above the sky spoke. They might know his situation at this time more than the God of Baccarat himself. They knew that the God of Baccarat is a cat with his nails cut, and there was no basic danger. All that was left was the viewing ability for people to enjoy and entertain.

Wanting to take his life is like taking something out of his pocket.

Kill him without rushing. When they appeared in seclusion, the overall situation was settled. Those who came to the Bai family to find bad luck would be unable to escape death.

Now they are more happy to know more about the information they care more about.

"You are the first person to follow Xuan Ji's girl, and they also belong to her direct line. This time, you have a life in the Bai family. Does this mean that Xuan Ji is no longer serving the God Emperor? Or is it your own idea that you are here?"

"This is unlikely. They are Xuan Ji's most loyal people." said another ancestor.

The two ancestors smiled softly and looked at the God of Baccarat without saying a word. Although they had some certainty in their hearts, they were still willing to hear it from the God of Baccarat with their own ears.

"Hehe." Jiu Shenmo smiled.

"This may be your last hope for survival. Practice is a defiance of heaven. It is not easy to reach such a state. What I ask you will not affect your loyalty to Xuan Ji. If I want to, I will naturally get news from the God Emperor. Now you are just revealing it in advance." The ancestor of the Bai family said gently.

Until now, the Bai family has asked about the past news, but still has not received a reply from the God Emperor Zhou Wu.

However, the ancestor of the Bai family and Bai Haoran thought differently. Bai Haoran asked, because he was really afraid of Xuanji Pavilion and did not dare to act rashly. The ancestor of the Bai family was simply curious about this and wanted to know in advance.

"Then you go and ask the God Emperor!" said the God of Baccarat grinning.

The face of the ancestor of the Bai family above the sky remained unchanged, but a breeze rolled up from the sky, blowing away the surrounding clouds and mist, and then he saw his palm lifted lightly.

"Then go."

If you can know, you will know, and if you don’t know, you won’t force it.

Just above the head of the God of Baccarat, a handprint appeared and slapped it hard.

The gods and Park Jingwan, who were fighting with the Bai family, felt the danger falling from the void and retreated backwards.

boom.

The handprint fell to the ground, and the Bai family clan had nearly ten miles away razed to the ground.

The surging waves of air collapsed the surrounding buildings, and all the Bai family members in the range of this handprint died tragically. Although the demon servants of the Demon-Suppressing Tower entered the Demon-Suppressing Tower as soon as possible, some of the slow-moving ones also died under this handprint.

The demon servants of the Demon-Suppressing Tower suffered heavy losses. Not counting as returning to the Demon-Suppressing Tower, there were less than a thousand demon servants left outside.

The survivors also looked at the Bai family who had been razed to the ground with lingering fear. With this palm alone, the gods felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

Park Jingwan, who came from the first era to the third era, also felt the pressure deeply in the first time.

She was born relatively late, and when she was born, the pattern outside the domain had become more detached. She had only heard from some older generations that there were so many masters when the three-legged gods and demons stood in ancient times.

She never understood what the masters the elders said were. At that time, she was already a leader outside the territory. She had thought that people in ancient times were so strong that they could be better than him.

Until she and Ye Zichen came to the tribe of the third era, she met Xuan Ji... This was the first person she couldn't see through. She quietly remembered Xuan Ji in her heart. Until now, she saw Bai Haoyu again and felt the power of this handprint.

No matter who these people are, she asks herself, and she is definitely not an opponent.

"Is this what the old predecessors said about the ancient times?"

Park Jingwan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists hard. She was smooth sailing all the way outside the domain, the proud daughter of heaven. No matter who she faced, she never felt this kind of powerless feeling.

She stared at the void with her eyes tightly, but at this time, the gods in Xuanji Pavilion came to the urge to drink.

"Boss!"

The gods were also shocked by the power of this hand seal, but when they explored with their spiritual sense, they saw that the first god general, Jiu Shen, whose pupils gradually dissipated and their bodies were charred.

Several gods rushed towards the position of the God of Baccarat with red eyes, but on the way, the Bai family members surrounded him again.

"roll!"

The gods were anxious and angry, and they used fierce means to kill the Bai family members who intercepted them.
Chapter completed!