The ground shook, and two more figures appeared, one was the returning ropeway, and the other was Wu Kun, a member of the Six Little Emperors. The two of them came hand in hand, shaking all directions.
"Are the members of the Imperial Clan planning to join forces?" Some people were horrified.
This is extremely rare. In the history of foreign lands, only the He Ancestor at the end of the previous era had been treated like this by members of the Imperial Clan. Now, that person has almost become the Immortal King.
Will another creature like that appear at the end of this era?
"Get up and give you a chance!"
A corpse was thrown out and fell under Qingkun's head.
"You are not ashamed to speak. If it were in the outside world, I would turn around and leave. Under the suppression here, do you think you can challenge the majesty of the three imperial clans!" Wu Kun said, his voice reverberating like a heavenly drum, shocking the people watching, and the blood in their bodies was rolling, and their whole body was full of blood.
People can't help but want to collapse.
"That was my carelessness!" Qingkun reorganized his body, his eyes flashed, and the several terrifying sword lights on his body made him unbearable pain and became even more ferocious.
"Don't give him a chance, the sword in his eyes is terrifying, it's the three unparalleled sword techniques!" Qingkun said.
Wu Kun is very serious and steady, and his whole body exudes peerless edge.
But Bai Ye rushed out in an instant, he was too strong, his wildness was full of demonic nature, and his whole person was exuding the terrifying brilliance of the avenue.
"Boom!"
The entire sky and earth were filled with dense sword rays. Each sword was thousands of meters long. They were directly connected to the sky and the earth. The creatures watching the battle were frightened and fled away.
That was Wu Kun. He was over one foot tall and had an exceptionally majestic physique. He moved his hands, his purple hair flying, his eyes as cold as swords. He looked like a domineering and peerless demon god.
Knife light.
On his body, the sacrificial sounds echoed, just like the sounds made by the creatures of all ethnic groups when they worshiped the immortal king. They were vast and majestic, ancient and vicissitudes of life. They were the embodiment of the Taoist charm contained in the blood of the descendants of the ancient ancestors of the tribe, manifested through Wu Kun
A little bit.
"Boom!"
A figure flashed over. He came to bully Wu Kun and slapped his leg on Wu Kun. The white light was so blazing that he almost cut off the opponent completely while kicking him away from the waist.
It was too fast. The Little Fairy King appeared out of thin air and no one could notice it. But at this time, the ropeway had also arrived. He had been on guard. Taking advantage of the moment, he could destroy the world with one punch and hit the Little Fairy King's head.
The intention of the fist was so terrifying. It exuded five-color divine light and was wrapped in dense ancient symbols. It was the embodiment of the supreme ancestral skill. In the upper fist, there was a terrifying scene of the world being destroyed and the immortals and demons falling.
The Little Immortal King turned around in an instant, raised his fist and struck forward. With one punch, the sound of the Immortal Sutra echoed, the four evils rumbled, and the destructive energy was like a raging flame burning the world. It was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.
"Crack!"
A fist was blown open, and immediately after, a figure flew upside down, his chest was hit, and a large dent was made, and the bones in his body were broken to an unknown extent.
"Eternity is empty!"
Bai Ye caught up in an instant and hit the head of the ropeway with a palm. Without even looking, his body moved sideways. Time flew in the air. Behind him, the palm of the knife split the sky and destroyed everything. The light of the knife stretched for thousands of miles.
, as if it were about to split the universe, even the fragments of time were cut apart...
"Demon swallows the world!"
Qingkun roared, manifested his true form, and turned into a demonic bird that covered the sky, blocking the front. He was well prepared, but he was not swallowing the white night, but opening his mouth to swallow the sky. The space dimmed, everything withered, the sun and the moon
The stars seemed to be swallowed up.
It was a phantom vision, not a real thing. Qingkun obviously couldn't do that, but it was also terrifying. The Heaven-Swallowing Imperial Clan claimed that they could release as much as they swallowed. It could swallow all things, as well as time and space.
, it can swallow both tangible and intangible things, and when released again, it will form an extremely terrifying killing technique.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
Three swords in a row fell out of Bai Ye's eyes. One sword was filled with silver light, as if it was about to tear the universe apart. One sword shone with five colors, one sword was filled with seven-colored auspicious light. A treasure technique evolved. Two entities were struck out at the moment.
The heaven and the earth were cut open.
At the same time, he pinched his hands and raised his legs to sweep back, like a real dragon waving its tail. On that leg, the sound of the Immortal Sutra echoed, and the golden runes were like a waterfall, turning into an immortal dragon to wrap around it.
"Boom!"
The sword light was collapsing one after another. Wu Kun's pupils shrank and his eyelids were twitching wildly as he rushed towards him.
"White Night Destruction Technique!"
It was a whisper, with one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, with both hands clasped together, countless time and space runes surged, intertwined with order, and turned into a huge figure to suppress it.
At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. A figure in white raised his hand and pressed down. Around him, big stars were densely packed, and the river of time flowed from his waist. Hundreds of millions of creatures knelt around him, constantly moaning piously.
Everyone's scalp was numb when they saw this scene. The figure was so huge. With a palm pressed down, everything was collapsing, all living beings were perishing, and one big world after another seemed to be decaying.
But what was even more shocking was that Wu Kun was shot away, and his entire body withered instantly, and his energy, blood, energy and spirit were deprived of him by the years.
"this……"
All the creatures were holding their breath nervously, and their blood was surging as they watched. The Little Immortal King was so tough that they couldn't describe it.
He single-handedly swept through the Imperial Clan and destroyed his opponents. He attacked his opponents in a short period of time, like an invincible God of War, proving his strength with his actions.
"roar!"
Qingkun got rid of the Immortal Golden Sword, and the wounds on his body were so deep that his bones were visible. He came over to kill him, and a prehistoric demonic bird appeared behind him. But when he saw the scene around him clearly, his whole soul trembled, and he stood completely stunned on the spot.
The ropeway was beaten into a child, hiding in a corner and shivering. Wu Kun only had one breath left and lay motionless on the ground. The originally strong demonic body was like a dried corpse. The contrast was extremely terrifying.
.
There was only one figure walking towards him with a calm expression. Under that unhurried figure, his steps were natural. Every step he took was like a knock on Qingkun's mind, making him pale, weak, and even more bitter in his heart.
It's so bad that I can't even raise the slightest will to fight.
This made him couldn't help but think of a sentence: There are only two races in the world, the Imperial race and the other races. The other races are not at the same level as us at all.
This standard is used by them to distinguish between the Imperial Clan and those under the Imperial Clan, which shows how arrogant they are, but now, this standard has been distinguished by others' actions.
"I gave you a chance, but you're just average."
Bai Ye brushed past Qingkun, spoke calmly, and glanced sideways. The indifferent sight made Qingkun's legs feel weak and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.
But Bai Ye did not take action again, but put away the two fairy gold sword embryos and left directly.
"When the Little Fairy King walked over, I couldn't help but worry for Qingkun..." Someone secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, not knowing whether he was frightened or sweating for Qingkun.
The three imperial clans were beaten into dogs in an instant. The terrifying and devastating combat power was like a brand, deeply ingrained in people's hearts and making it unforgettable for everyone.