On the countless abyss, Xiao Yishan is like an undefeated ancient evil tiger, rampaging. Even if he cannot escape this restricted world, it is not something that anyone can easily contend with...
But above the clouds, the people of the four ancient tribes were very calm.
It seems that they have already prepared everything, and today they will be able to eradicate all the remnants of this demonic sect that have existed for thousands of years.
really!
Not long after, there was a mysterious aura floating in the vast void, which was easily captured by the leaders of the four ancient tribes.
"Haha...the reinforcements that sent me to death have finally arrived!"
Above the clouds, the Holy Emperor Taiyi, wearing golden clothes and golden armor, snorted coldly.
"In the past thousand years, several ancient tribes have suffered the pain of the Mingjiao Thirteen killing the dragon heads of all generations. But after today, there will no longer be this legendary assassin dynasty in the world!"
The ancient Holy Emperor hidden in the formation.
"Thirteen bereaved dogs, what's so scary!"
A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, spoke.
"Amitabha...Today's battle is really a lot of killing...it's good, it's good," a monk wearing cassocks clasped his hands together, said with a kind-hearted smile and a cruel smile.
And when a few people finished speaking, on the ruins of the vast land, the Holy Kings and Holy Emperors had begun to fall rapidly. Their heads were cut off secretly by the mysterious strong man, leaving no room for struggle.
On the edge of the ruins of the vast land, several people looked at the battle ahead and frowned slightly!
"Did you see anything?"
Among those people, a middle-aged man wearing a Phoenix Nirvana robe asked calmly, without even opening his mouth when speaking.
"I didn't see anything!"
Next to the middle-aged man wearing the robe of Phoenix Nirvana, there was also a middle-aged man. However, the latter was completely dark, and his domineering expression had a murderous aura that ruled the world. His voice was cold and ruthless, as if he didn't want to respond to the latter at all.
"Ha...that's what you see!"
The middle-aged man in the robe of Phoenix Nirvana nodded and then stopped talking. He just narrowed his eyes and looked away from the clouds.
Above the clouds, the leaders of the four ancient tribes looked at the declining Holy Kings and Holy Emperors on their side. They didn't seem to care. Instead, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. It seemed that today's situation was intentional on their part.
Not only must we completely eradicate the remnants of the demon sect.
We must also crush the clan forces that are gradually rising under the ancient clan.
In this way...the four ancient tribes can become more and more superior.
In the bloody fight, time passed by like a river in an instant...
On the ruins of the vast land, many holy kings and emperors joined forces to reveal the dragon heads of the past who had killed the Ming Cult thirteen times.
And when they reveal their bodies, the strength they can exert will not be as good as before.
Gradually……
Xiao Yishan's side fell into a real disadvantage and completely became a trapped beast.
"That quasi-emperor, hasn't he shown up yet?"
Above the clouds, Emperor Taiyi in golden clothes and armor spoke.
"It's almost time..."
The person hiding in the array smiled.
"Why be anxious? How long did the four ancient tribes prepare to successfully kill the leader of the Demon Cult? Even though most of his subordinates were killed or injured, many of them still escaped. We have been preparing for so long this time, how can we just wait
Here comes a quasi-emperor!"
Among the leaders of the four ancient tribes, the man in Taoist robes said coldly.
Yin...Ling...Keng...
At this moment, there was a misty piano sound in the vast void.
There is nothing special about the sound of the piano.
But in the sound of the piano, there was also an undetectable roar of a tiger.
The leaders of the four ancient tribes frowned and looked into the distance.
On the ruins of the vast earth, Xiao Yishan, who was fighting in a bloody battle, also stopped what he was doing, looked at the far distance in the void, and sighed...
The Thirteenth Ming Cult killed everyone with their bodies revealed, guarding Xiao Yishan in the middle, looking at the two figures slowly appearing on the horizon with a look of respect on their faces.
At the end of everyone's line of sight, there were two people who seemed to be moving forward slowly. But they came at a speed of hundreds of miles in an instant.
In just a few breaths, the two figures appeared on the ruins of the vast land. The sound of the piano floating in the void was still there, but the roar of the tiger in the music slowly became dormant.
"Look, this is not a wild dog that has been wandering in the world for thousands of years!"
Above the clouds, Di Tai opened his mouth and said.
On top of the vast ruins, Xiao Yishan looked at his old friend in the void who had been away for thousands of years. He lost his mind for a moment and laughed: "Here?"
"Are you blind? Can't you see that I'm coming?"
There was a sound in the void.
At this moment, the two people appearing in the void were a man and a woman.
The woman was dressed in red and holding a red oil-paper umbrella in her hand, which made her look particularly beautiful. However, the woman's other hand was pushing a wheelchair...
The woman looked at Xiao Yishan from a distance, with a smile on her lips and a slight salute.
And the man who appeared was sitting in a wheelchair!
The man was wearing a snow-white and gray tiger-print robe, sitting quietly in a wheelchair, holding a baby tiger that had not yet grown teeth in his arms.
Baby tiger fang hissed...as if he was hungry.
The man had a pair of fair and slender hands. He slowly stroked the breast, and his slightly domineering face looked somewhat calm.
Outside the man's eyes, there was a piece of black cloth covering his eyes. Obviously, this man who was sitting in a wheelchair and was not allowed to get up and walk, and scolded Xiao Yishan for being blind, was truly blind.
"Long time no see!"
On top of the vast ruins, Xiao Yishan spoke.
"Yeah, it's been a long time!"
In the void, the man spoke softly, sighed and smiled, "After a thousand years, I don't know if I can still lift the knife!"
"A pair of women's hands should not be used to kill people... What a pity!"
Xiao Yishan Road.
"But Ruhu is still young, how can he go down the mountain to kill all living beings?"
The man continued.
"You're here even if you fucking come, do you want to fight or not?"
Xiao Yishan couldn't see the man's pretense and cursed angrily.
The man smiled, turned to the woman behind him and said with a smile: "Just stay under the umbrella and don't come out!"
Then, without waiting for the woman to speak, the man's wheelchair automatically flew across the sky and appeared in front of Xiao Yishan. His head rotated slightly, as if he was looking up at the abyss riddled with holes below, and then he spoke softly:
"Meng Zhang, are you still there?"
Roar……
Before the man finished speaking, the sound of a white tiger roaring suddenly sounded from heaven to earth, and the roar was like thunder that penetrated the sun and the moon.
Immediately, in an abyss of the vast ruins, a snow-white and blood-stained long knife suddenly appeared in the sky like thunder, and floated in front of the man in the blink of an eye.
The man felt the weapon in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and grabbed it in his hand. Then he raised his head, as if looking at the leaders of the four ancient tribes in the clouds, and spoke with a smile, but at the moment of speaking,
, a monstrous murderous aura came from the sky and filled the world.
"Xue Tianjun, the leader of Zuo Jia Mingjiao's White Tiger Tribe, is here. Come and fight!"