Chapter 1338 Suppressing the Ancestral God, the gods block the door!
Sochuro tribe.
Yang Fan manifested his true form of Emperor Wu, and the shadow cast by his giant body was like a mass of darkness that could not be broken away, completely covering the altar and the temple of the ancestor gods like a tide.
Suddenly, the sky was covered by black clouds, and thunder exploded from the dome.
Clan blood?!
As soon as this word came out, Ancestor God Suo Chuo Luo's eyes could not help but turn cold.
"Who do I think you are! It turns out to be a bastard from the Ming Dynasty! How dare you come to the realm of my shaman, the Qing Dynasty, to run wild! You are looking for death!"
The huge statue of the god shook, and a ball of blazing golden light slowly spread out, instantly penetrating the entire statue from the center. The whole body of the statue lit up, as if the whole statue came to life!
"Looking for death? This is what I should say to you!"
Yang Fan stood there with a calm expression on his face, "Today, I will kill your clan!"
"Kill the clan? Just by you?"
Ancestor God Suo Chuo Luo sneered.
"Just me!"
"Then you die!"
Whoosh!
Ancestral God Suochuo Luo had a figure like electricity, dragging out a sharp electric light and approaching Yang Fan in an instant. The scimitar in his hand drew an arc and struck Yang Fan in the face in an instant!
The speed was so fast that a series of afterimages stopped in front of me!
It’s hard to tell the difference between real and fake!
However, just when his scimitar was about to strike Yang Fan in the face.
boom!
A ball of qi and blood as fiery as volcanic lava exploded, and Yang Fan's body, which was mostly covered in darkness, suddenly reached out with a giant hand with gnarled muscles, and with a click, he pinched the scimitar of the Sochuro Ancestral God.
"With this little power, you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, and make arrogant words that make you laugh!"
The dull laughter caused ripples in the air.
"This is impossible!"
Ancestral God Sochuluo's expression suddenly changed.
"Nothing is impossible, you are just too weak!"
The next second, this hand had already crushed the scimitar of the ancestor god Suo Chuoluo, strangling it like lightning.
He grabbed his neck and then lifted him up to his eyes!
It was only then that Ancestral God Suo Chuoluo could clearly see the figure in front of him!
Six feet tall, perfect height proportions.
Wearing a ferocious armor made of forest-white bones, the muscles all over his body were knotted like a python, fitting into the gaps in the armor, and the big muscles like black dragons were swimming behind the human skin cloak.
Ferocious, ferocious, terrifying!
Just looking at this gigantic body can make one's heart tremble!
"Too weak?"
The Ancestral God Suo Chuoluo who was strangled by the neck seemed to be angered by this description, his eyes opened angrily, and the divine marks on his body suddenly appeared on his forehead, full of majesty, like a great seal of divine authority!
"Do you really think you have won? Don't underestimate me!"
"Take my next move - Tyrannical Splitting God's Extreme Slash!"
boom!
In an instant, dense waves of sword light shot out from the Divine Power Seal on his forehead. It exploded at such a close distance, tearing the air and erupting into a tsunami-like explosion!
Boom boom boom!
They stabbed at Yang Fan's face like a violent storm!
Bang bang bang!
However, something unbelievable happened to Ancestor God Suochuoluo. The bone armor attached to human skin suddenly appeared and actually blocked all the sword light!
Even the ordinary gods would not dare to take the ultimate move, "Breaking God's Ultimate Slash", but it did not even pierce the opponent's face!
"It seems that this is your limit. It really disappoints me! You still think that the eight ancestor gods of shamanism are so worthless! I didn't expect that you can't even hurt a hair on my head!"
Yang Fan lowered his eyes, with a look of indifference on his face, "If that's the case, then... just go die!"
As if he had a premonition of a fatal crisis, Ancestral God Suochuoluo's expression changed wildly.
However, he didn't wait for him to react.
My eyes were suddenly enveloped by a dense mass of tendons like a tidal wave. There was nowhere to escape, in the sky and on the earth!
He only had time to shout "no", and then his whole body was dragged into the human skin cloak behind Yang Fan by an extremely fierce force!
The human skin is rolled up and twisted, and it is completely entangled!
"Swallowing souls and refining souls!"
Accompanied by a series of wails like cannons, Ancestral God Suochuoluo became completely silent.
One of the eight great ancestral gods of shamans, Suo Chuoluo, was completely dead!
At this moment, the hearts of Sochuroluo's subordinates and the direct bloodline descendants in Shengjing City felt empty, as if they had lost something. When they reacted, their expressions changed!
"Ancestral God..."
The power accumulated at the source of the bloodline has disappeared!
At this time, Yang Fan had slowly lifted into the sky.
"Fate will destroy all those who are bound to it, and they will die together!"
His gigantic body was hidden in the dense black clouds, like a terrifying demon who stirred up the wind and clouds. With a wave of his hand, he brought down boundless disasters!
At this moment, all the bloodline descendants of Ancestral God Suochuoluo suddenly fell to the ground without any warning. They were all killed on the spot, as if they were killed by an inexplicable force!
Including the two named Batulu from the Sochuro tribe, they are no exception!
"The magical power of mending the sky returns to heaven and earth!"
In addition, in order to cut off future troubles, Yang Fan also activated his heaven-repairing magical power. The corpses of these people turned into colorful light spots, dissipated between the heaven and the earth, and became the treasure of the heaven and the earth!
The entire Sochuro tribe was immediately in chaos.
After all, the direct and collateral clans of the Sochuro tribe total only over 100,000 people, and the real majority are ordinary tribesmen!
They are either from annexed tribes or from servant tribes.
A few lucky ones are also given
I got the surname "Sochoro"!
But at this moment, the bloodline of Sochuroluo's senior officials and those infected with the blood of the Han nation all died and disappeared, but it gave these people an opportunity!
They may not be unable to inherit this noble surname!
Seeing the Sochuluo tribe in chaos below, Yang Fan did not take action again, but chose to retreat.
And when he just fell into the small temple.
Suddenly, a shamanistic god emerged from the surrounding area, with angry expressions on their faces. Their terrifying divine power was stirring in all directions, like a tight bowstring, and they might attack the small temple at any time.
"Everyone, how do you surround my temple?"
Yang Fan appeared above the small temple without changing his expression.
Even though he was surrounded by a group of shamans and gods, there was still no trace of panic on his face!
"You dare to ask us why? Mi Huizhi, you just descended. First you enslaved my religion's bear god, and then you killed my religion's ancestor god Sochuroluo. Are you going to start a war with my shamanism on behalf of the secret religion?"
A god stepped out from the crowd and asked.
Astonishingly, it is Tong Zhe, the ancestral god among the eight ancestral gods!
"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"
"The black bear is my enemy when it blocks my descent. To enslave him is to teach him a lesson. This Bodhisattva will never deny it!"
Yang Fan said indifferently, "As for the Ancestor God Suochuo Luo, he has no enmity or enmity with me, how can I kill him? This Bodhisattva will not bear this crime! This Bodhisattva behaves properly, sits upright, and has a high reputation, how can I allow you to slander him?"
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"slander?"
"Dignified reputation?"
There was a noise among the gods behind them, and they all glared angrily, "Do you dare to say that you weren't the one who killed Ancestor God Sochuroluo?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Yang Fan looked around coldly and said without hesitation.
"If I am the one who killed the ancestor god Suo Chuo Luo, then let me be blessed with my secret wisdom and wisdom for thousands of calamities. I will be struck by five thunders from the sky, my body will be shattered into pieces, my soul will be extinguished, and I will never be reincarnated for eternity..."