Chapter 230: The Provocation of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor
After torturing the strong men of Yaochi Holy Land.
Zhuang Fan put them into the human race bag.
Later.
Tear apart space.
Open up a space channel.
He took one step in.
Prepare to go to Tianpeng tribe.
Now the first mission has been completed, to capture the Tianpeng Saint alive.
The next goal is to dig open the tomb of the Great Sage Tianpeng.
After all, this was a ruthless man who used the Nine Divine Weapons to fight against the sky and kill the great master of the Illumination Realm across the ranks.
And he is also the supreme sage of the Tianpeng tribe.
The funerary items in his tomb must be very rich.
If he was gouged.
It can disgust the Tianpeng tribe.
It can also bulge your pockets.
No matter how you look at it, it's a sure-fire deal.
And not long after Zhuang Fan left.
The saint of the Yaochi Holy Land led a group of people to the place where the battle just took place.
"The blood here has not dried up yet, and there are still spatial fluctuations that have not yet dissipated. To be able to capture and kill so many powerful Yaochi men at once, the murderer's strength must far exceed that of a saint."
"I think the murderer hasn't gone far yet, so he immediately searched in all directions. Once he found the target, he would kill him without mercy."
The Yaochi Saint looked at the traces left behind during the battle.
A cold murderous intention appeared on the cold and beautiful face.
Immediately ordered the following Yaochi disciples to investigate in all directions.
Want to find the murderer who hunted the powerful man in Yaochi.
Kill him.
First, you can avenge your dead disciples.
Second, it can protect the face of Yaochi Holy Land.
After all, he was a strong man who was killed so many times at his own doorstep.
If this kind of news spreads.
Yaochi Holy Land will definitely become a laughing stock among all races.
The majesty that has been painstakingly cultivated will be destroyed in one day and will be in vain.
Time flies like water.
Flying forward without stopping for a moment.
Five days later.
A big event happened again in the Holy City.?
In order to be able to fight against Zhuang Fan.
The Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor really followed his words and hunted down the Sage King of the Tengu Clan.
The horrific battle directly sunk countless mountains and land.
Turning it into a desert and a bottomless sinkhole.
Countless mountains, rivers, mountains and ridges... turned into powder.
This fierce battle lasted for three days and three nights.
In the end, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor returned to the Holy City covered in blood.
In his hand he carried two heads of the Tengu Clan Saint King.
He shouted again from a distance.
"Zhuang Fan, we have hunted and killed two saint kings and fulfilled your conditions. If you don't dare to accept the challenge, immediately go to the Holy City and kowtow to the two of us and admit defeat."
It didn't take long.
Zhuang Fan's figure appeared in a city.
After hearing the provocation from the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.
A sneer full of disdain flashed in his eyes.
The sound vibrated the world: "Two frogs in a well who don't know how high the sky is, how dare you challenge me again and again with your little strength? Wash your necks, and I will behead you right now!"
then.
Zhuang Fan tore through the void again.
Heading towards the Holy City.
He already knew the identities of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.
He is recognized by all races outside the region as a leader of the younger generation.
Has very strong combat power and prestige.
If you kill them.
The confidence of young people outside the region must have been severely hit.
It can even directly defeat their Taoist hearts.
Turn those young people into complete trash.
"Everyone, Zhuang Fan is coming. Hurry up and put your plans in place, try to hunt down this arrogant young man, and avenge the death of the genius of all races."
Inside the Holy City.
Except for the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.
There are also many strong people gathered here.
Each of them is a powerful person whose fame has faded away.
Possessing very terrifying strength.
The lowest level is the ninth level of the saint realm.
at this time.
These people gathered in the Holy City with only one purpose, which was to kill Zhuang Fan and solve this serious problem for all tribes.
Otherwise, if he is allowed to grow up, the young people of all races will never be able to succeed.
I have to live in his shadow my whole life.
Completely cutting off the path to enlightenment.
"You bastard in the Holy City, I'm here!"
Three days later.
A curse shook the sky and resounded throughout the Nine Netherworld.
The torrential sound wave visible to the naked eye, like ripples on water, spread in all directions, instantly flooding the entire holy city.
Zhuang Fan directly tore through the void and walked out of the space passage.
He sat on the green bull.
The whole body burst out with surging aura and power like a vast ocean.
It instantly alarmed countless powerful men in the Holy City.
They all soared into the sky.
The figure turned into a stream of light.
Like an arrow leaving the string.
Rush outside the holy city.
"A bunch of reckless people, since you dare to provoke me again and again, I will send you all on your way today!"
Looking at the stream of light approaching rapidly.
A sharp cold light flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.
Take out countless array materials.
Hit in all directions.
The Zhoutian Starry Formation was directly deployed.
Prepare to recreate the scene in the Red Dust Palace.
Use the power of this killing array.
Trick these strong men from outside the territory to death.
"Little beast, I have to say that I admire your courage. You have deceived and killed so many geniuses of all races, and yet you still dare to appear in the Holy City. Even if the real immortal comes today, you can't save your life."
"Simply destroy his cultivation, cut him into pieces, let his soul experience all the tortures in the world, and avenge the death of the genius of all races."
"I only want his head and heart to pay homage to our clan's dead holy son!"
"..."
The strong men of all races will arrive in an instant.
Zhuang Fan was instantly surrounded.
Eyes cold.
Full of murderous intent and hatred.
Stare at him hard.
The voice was full of murderous intent.
I wish I could cut him into pieces right now.
To avenge the death of the talented people in their tribe.
"Ding!"
"The strong men of all races have been blinded by hatred. They only want to kill you to avenge the dead tribesmen. Why don't you young man quickly take out your sword and rise up to resist? Kill them and you can get random rewards."
At this time.
A system prompt appears.
The cold light in Zhuang Fan's eyes became a bit colder.
I really didn't expect that this group of powerful people from all races would actually trigger system rewards.
It seems that we must go on a killing spree again today.
Send these bastards on their way.
To reunite with their dead tribesmen.
"Hmph! A bunch of old dogs that can only bark. I'm standing here today. If you have the ability, just come up. I don't mind killing you all!"
He glanced at the powerful men of all races around him with contempt.
Zhuang Fan's eyes revealed a look of intense disdain.
Directly condensed into a long river of laws.
The flying figure merged with the figure sitting cross-legged over the long river.
Immediately afterwards.
A three-leaf sword grass connected to the sky and the ground emerged behind him.
A sea of sword energy spread out.
It exudes a terrifying aura that is frightening and dare not be looked at directly.