A voice full of murderous intent came from the depths of the Shenyang Clan.
The surrounding world instantly entered the midwinter season.
Pieces of snowflakes as big as goose feathers flew down from the sky.
All the ground was covered in an instant.
besides.
There is also glistening frost.
Covering the surrounding space.
A very cold chill flowed out.
And at the same time as that voice sounded.
There was also a golden divine light falling from the sky.
Like a meteor falling to the ground.
Flying towards the entrance of the God Sheep Tribe.
at the same time.
From that golden divine light radiated a very heavy feeling, like the oppression suppressed by billions of ancient sacred mountains.
Let the surrounding indestructible space begin to rattle.
A spiderweb-like crack appeared.
Spreading in all directions.
Finally it shattered.
A black hole of nothingness was formed, from which earth, fire, wind, water, chaos and chaos flowed out... all kinds of terrifying scenes.
Wreaking havoc in the surrounding space.
Everything around him was chopped into powder, and the damage was beyond recognition.
"Damn little beast, you actually went to the Shenyang tribe's camp to run wild, and you also wantonly killed my descendants. This blood debt must be paid with blood. Today, you will use your head and blood to pay tribute to my deceased descendants. people."
The golden divine light stopped in front of the Shenyang tribe's station and turned into an old man wearing a golden robe, with divine light flowing from his eyes and a stern face.
Moreover, there are two horns as strong and powerful as ancient tree branches growing on his head, each with a shining luster, as if they were carved from precious jade.
"Hahaha... Those stinky fishes and rotten shrimps of the Shenyang Clan are not as good as others. It is their blessing to die in my hands. If you, an old coffin boy, don't know what is good and what is bad, and are shameless, I will I don’t mind sending you on your way to reunite with those short-lived descendants.”
Zhuang Fan glanced at the golden-robed old man with extremely cold eyes.
The expression on his face and his words were full of contempt and disdain.
Didn't take it seriously at all.
It's like looking down at the ants on the ground.
At the same time, behind him, the three-leaf sword grass shook crazily.
A massive amount of sword energy poured down from above.
All formed a waterfall of sword energy connecting the sky and the earth.
Immediately, those sword energy quickly condensed into a divine sword that seemed to be able to open up the world.
The sword light that erupted from the sword seemed to be able to shine through all the heavens and all realms, like the long river of time, shrouded in a shocking power fluctuation, and slashed towards the old man in the golden robe.
"Little beast, I have to say that your fighting power is very good. No wonder you dare to speak arrogantly and go to your own clan's territory to commit murder.
But it is a pity that if you only have the power you have now, then I will have no choice but to take off your head and avenge my dead people."
He glanced at the three-leaf sword grass standing tall on the ground and the sword light that was flying towards him.
The look in the eyes of the old man in golden robe was filled with a hint of surprise.
But what is more important is the cold murderous aura and indifference.
The power of the human boy in front of him was very strange. He was obviously only at the Saint King level, but his combat power was ridiculously strong.
It has far exceeded the current state.
Even some people who have entered the Great Saint Realm for the first time may not be able to compete with him in terms of combat power alone.
If he was allowed to grow for a while, he would not be completely sure that he would be able to capture the human boy in front of him.
When the time comes, there will be no telling who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies.
Therefore, in order to prevent the Shenyang Clan from being truly exterminated, and in order to eliminate a potential hidden danger, he must kill the genius today and kill this human youth.
Otherwise, it will definitely cause a huge disaster.
Not only will the Shenyang Clan be wiped out, but he may also be restrained and may even be in danger of falling. Then there will really be no place to cry.
"The world is in the palm of your hand!"
Think of this.
The old man in golden robe raised his right hand.
A very strong spatial fluctuation erupted from the palm of his hand.
It forms a small world that operates on its own.
An unparalleled, very powerful, very terrifying devouring power erupted from it.
Swallowed the sword light that Zhuang Fan had slashed at him.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the old man in golden robe was seen disappearing from the place as if it turned into a stream of light.
He directly broke through the shackles of space and appeared in front of Zhuang Fan in an instant. He raised his other palm and erupted with an extremely bright and sharp cold light.
The entire left hand seemed to have turned into a heavenly sword. As the arm slid, a deep crack appeared in the surrounding void.
Waves of terrifying hurricanes filled the air from those cracks.
Like a knife, it wreaked havoc between heaven and earth, sweeping away the already devastated earth around it.
There was a desperate power wrapped around it, and it was slashing towards Zhuang Fan's head.
“An old guy with dirt buried up to his eyebrows, really thinks that he will be invincible in the world as long as he lives?
If I want to kill you, I only need to use my little finger to beat you to pieces. Today I will let you see what a true unparalleled strong man is.
Not to mention that you only have the cultivation level of the Great Saint Realm, even if you have a higher level of power, I can still stab you to death."
Looking at the old man in golden robe who suddenly appeared next to him.
The disdain in Zhuang Fan's eyes became even more intense.
There is no cover-up at all.
It's as if it's all condensed into substance.
Then Jian Jian calmly activated the Heaven-Slaying Dao state.
All attributes are directly superimposed 10 times.
At the same time, a long river of laws gradually emerged behind him, and a figure that looked like the supreme god king sat cross-legged over the long river of laws.
Even though there is only a trace of the aura flowing from the figure, it is enough to overwhelm all the heavens and worlds throughout the ages.
It was as if that figure was not condensed with spiritual power, but a real life, but it was sitting at the end of the long river of time, looking down at all the living beings in the world.
Like the immortals and gods lying high in the sky, they are neither happy with things nor sad with themselves.
The expression on his entire face was full of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.
Then Zhuang Fan flew up and merged with the shadow, giving him complete sanity.
at this time.
The breath and power flowing from his body became more terrifying, as if a real fairy spirit was resurrected, making people's souls tremble.