"Isn't it worthy of a mighty man to live under someone else's roof?"
The leader of the fairy clan gods avoided the attack three or two times, escaped from the thunder net and ascended to heaven. He looked straight at Aizen, with a rare calmness on his handsome face, and looked at the members of the same clan who turned into blood mist.
People turn a blind eye.
"My Tianmen can destroy the Nine Dragons, and naturally I can also destroy the immortals. Young people are very energetic, so you should think clearly before taking action." Aizen was very calm, standing in the void, the lightning in his pupils scattered: "The current tribe is no longer as good as
In the past, especially young people, have become more and more noisy and funny. It is you who should learn to be ashamed."
Having said that, Aizen was speechless. People nowadays are indeed not as humble as they used to be.
In essence, the Fairy clan is more like an ANBU, accepting bounties from all directions and doing whatever it takes to achieve their goals. Therefore, even if their companions are killed, they will not feel anything at all. Because in the eyes of the Fairy clan, only the strong deserve to live.
Those who go down are the members of the fairy clan, and the weak can only sink into hell.
"Although two of us died here, I am convinced that your attack will not hurt us at all. I will give you a chance to hand over the God Summoning Tower, maybe you can save your life." Leng, the leader of the Fairy Clan.
vocal tract.
Aizen's face turned red, and he laughed angrily: "What kind of thing do you think you are, a little fairy ant? How dare you show off in front of me!"
"Although you were a powerful person in ancient times, today is different from the past." The fairy leader said coldly.
"Whether things are different from the past, or are they unshakable? It's not you who has the final say!"
Aizen's eyes were like lightning, his silver hair was flying, and there was a thunder cloud in his heart. It was about to burst out with his breath. The majestic ancient thunder dragon. He never thought that he would be underestimated by a junior today. This made him angry.
"Do you know how your old enemy died?" the leader of the Fairy Clan said suddenly.
Lan Ran narrowed his eyes and remained motionless when he heard the voice. He knew that the other person was talking about Tian Qi Ming, the father of the Nine Dragon King.
"He was killed by the powerful ancestor of the immortals!"
"Behead?" Lan Ran laughed and said, "Are you mocking our dragon clan? It's certainly a pity that Tian Qiming didn't die under my hands. But with you, you can't kill him at all! Even if you say he is beheaded,
I think it’s also a sneak attack!”
"Whether it's beheading or attacking, death is death. To achieve the goal, do whatever it takes. This is the understanding that every strong person should have." The leader of the Fairy Clan shook his head.
He looked at Aizen, looked up and down, and then said: "Since we can kill him, we can also kill you."
He raised his hand, where the light rain was flying, and the talisman lights from the sky gathered together, and actually condensed into an arrow in the void, and shot out from his hand with a clang. He rushed forward at a very fast speed, so fast that he couldn't see the trajectory.
Aizen roared. Thunder surged all over his body, forming a sky-thunder robe. He knew that he could not avoid it with his own speed, so he could only use thunder to strengthen his body, defending while waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.
But the bad thing is that the power of this arrow is beyond imagination, much greater than he expected. If things go on like this, the thunder robe will never be able to withstand such consumption.
"Thirty-three Tiangang Thunders!"
He clasped his hands together, and the talismans in his hands were endless. In an instant, the divine energy was like a sea, exploding out of thin air. The endless golden thunder fell without any order, causing the front to fall into a big explosion, roaring, and extremely violent.
"ah!"
Screams were heard, and two more immortal creatures were annihilated in the thunder disaster.
The leader of the Fairy Clan said: "The Immortal Thunder Technique of the Saint Clan... It's not unusual for someone as powerful as you to know it. But it's still too slow and can't hurt me at all."
After saying that, he stared in one direction, but not at Aizen, and then quickly came back to his senses. The brilliant light in his hand overflowed, and countless rays of light shot out, suddenly turning into a rain of arrows in the sky.
"boom!"
The Ancient Thunder Dragon is fearless, always advancing before retreating. With thirty-three layers of Tiangang Thunder in hand, it can withstand most attacks.
He was shocked in his heart. The person in front of him was indeed the first-class supreme powerhouse of the Fairy Clan. He was not at the peak of the Holy God with such terrifying speed. Both his movement speed and attack speed were extremely fierce. Wouldn't it be even more powerful if the ancestor inside was born?
Monster? Killing can be almost invisible!
"What is your purpose?"
After killing another fairy clansman, Aizen looked at the leader from a distance. He found that the leader was absent-minded. It was obvious that he was not fighting, but more like delaying.
The leader sneered and said directly: "Kill you and take away the God Summoning Tower!"
"You're lying." Aizen said. His murderous aura was too weak. If what he said was true, he would never go so far.
"Soon."
The leader's eyes flickered, as if he was worried, but he never stopped moving. At this point, Aizen could basically tell that the other party was definitely stalling for time.
"No matter what purpose you have here, I will not let you succeed!" Aizen said, he pinched his fingers and calculated like a god. Then his expression changed, and he realized that this time the Fairy Tribe sent more than just this person.
Only six people. These six people are just a small team, mainly to attract firepower. The remaining four teams are outflanking from all directions, and they are actually here for Zhuo Mu.
But this is just a mortal! I really can’t figure out what the benefits of taking her away are.
"Are you aware of it?" The leader of the fairy spirit is very smart. When he saw what happened, he didn't bother to hide it. He looked in that direction and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "You are too slow. Whoever my fairy clan wants to kidnap has never been seen before.
I have failed, let alone a mortal woman."
Then, he spread his wings on his back, and the talisman in his hand shone brightly, as brightly as the sun, dazzling and eye-catching.
"My mission accomplished, see you soon."
He already knew that the enemy was captured, so he no longer stayed, and he didn't want to continue fighting with Aizen. He actually decided to run away.
"Leave!"
Aizen raised his arms, and the endless lightning in his hands gathered into a divine prison and fiercely covered the front.
"It's a small trick." The leader of the fairy shook his head. He felt that the ancient thunder dragon's movements were too slow, so he easily avoided the attack by turning sideways.
With a sarcastic look on his face, he waved to Aizen and said goodbye to him.
At this moment, a blood-colored sky pillar fell in the void without any warning. As if a god was coming, a majestic aura descended here, causing huge earthquakes in all directions.
An unprecedented feeling!
The leader of the fairies turned pale instantly. What on earth is this? A divine power with endless terror and oppression...
"boom!"
A figure took the lead to walk out of the bloody light curtain. This was a young man. Under his ordinary clothes, a terrifying aura was revealed. His two pupils were unfamiliar and had six petals, instantly piercing the soul.
It is actually the leader of the Tianmen Sect and the new generation of Shura God - Zhuo Yifan!
"Keep it..." Zhuo Yifan said, reaching out to grab it.
After a brief moment of confusion, the leader of the fairies reacted quickly and spread his wings to escape. However, this time, he failed to escape from the palm of his hand as he wished.
The hand reached out, endlessly slow, as if it could extend infinitely, as if it had calculated all the trajectories of his movements. By the time he could react, he had already plunged into the opponent's giant palm.
Moreover, the ground instantly overflowed with runes and turned into a black magic circle, from which terrifying divine energy spread.
"Too slow." Zhuo Yifan said.
Then, he loosened his grip and threw the opponent directly into the magic circle.
This is a divine prison built by the laws of hell. It is the highest punishment between heaven and earth... and it is also the entrance to the abyss where life is worse than death. (To be continued...)