Such an extremely arrogant person is now standing in front of Ye Wu and the three leaders, telling them in a clear manner that you have hurt Murong Feixue and I am very unhappy!
Even a pig knows what will happen if he offends the Ten Emperors. Yewu and the three leaders were instantly frightened. With their strength, they were no match for Fuxi.
The Ten Emperors are super strong men who can reach the sky to catch stars and drink from the underworld without any pressure. They are not mentally prepared to be enemies with such a super strong man.
After Fuxi revealed his identity, although he was still smiling, there was a strong murderous aura about him.
"Although I also want to save your lives, you know my identity, and I don't want others to know, so please shut up."
The three leaders and Ye Wu immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Emperor, have mercy, Great Emperor, have mercy, we will never expose your identity, absolutely not..." Yewu and the three leaders were still confused as to what identity they were going to reveal.
But Fuxi was no longer in the mood to continue arguing with them. With a wave of his hand, a wonderfully complex formation shot out from under his feet, and then radiated violently, covering everyone.
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to soil, dragons and mice return to the Bagua diagram, array!"
The formation diagram that was originally floating on his feet suddenly fell and was imprinted on the ground with a bang.
In an instant, those Yan Sanniang and others who were still in fear began to bleed from their orifices, and then their bodies began to strangely turn into sand. Finally, all their clothes disappeared and turned into particles of dust in this world.
Yewu and the three leaders had thousands of golden lights and small golden dragons rising from their bodies, resisting Fuxi's ability.
However, Ye Wu, who was only at the ninth level of the Xuan Realm, could only withstand two or three breaths before completely losing his strength. Then he died instantly, and the sand turned into particles of dust.
The three-headed leader's face was ashen, as ugly as he could be, and the light of the small golden dragon scattered around him was getting dimmer.
"The first stage of building a dragon? Haha, losing a strong man in the dragon building stage, it seems that the bullshit holy realm should feel good for a while." Fuxi began to think thoughtfully.
The three leaders gave their last breath and shouted in despair: "Spare my life..."
These three words became his last words. Fuxi turned around and left. However, the formation under his feet suddenly became smaller and concentrated on the three-headed leader. Then the three-headed leader slowly moved like a sand sculpture.
Slowly turned into sand and fell.
When Fuxi left, the formation disappeared, leaving only piles of sand and mess everywhere.
In the forest, Mo Zishang and Murong Feixue were running away desperately. Mo Zishang already knew clearly what kind of strength those people were. With his seventh-level white strength, he couldn't fight with them head-on. He could only escape.
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Mo Zishang escaped very quickly along the way. After vomiting several mouthfuls of blood from his already seriously injured body, Mo Zishang finally fell to the ground while passing by a grassy field, causing Murong Feixue to scream in surprise.
The two people were like two pieces of dough, rolling quickly towards the distance, with Murong Feixue's scream occasionally heard.
PS: 555 Why hasn’t anyone guessed Fuxi’s identity? Fuxi, hey, this setting is actually very good. Could it be that the writing is too deep and I can’t tell?
