The collapse of the Tianzhu was extremely terrifying. The whole earth was shaking continuously, just like the collapse of the pillars of heaven and earth, and the noise caused by it was extremely huge.
The people in the Holy Land of Taichu looked at the sky pillar smashing down to the ground with their eyes horrified, and they ran wildly on the ground, trying to escape from this place quickly.
"If you want to leave, just stay with me!"
Li Daoran looked indifferent, he would not show any mercy to these remnants of the Holy Land of Taichu, he would just cut them off with one sword!
The power of the Holy King was irresistible, and the magnificent sword energy cut off everyone's desire to survive, and they could only stand there and wait for death.
The eyes of all the people in the Holy Land of Taichu were filled with endless despair, but at this moment.
Rumble!!!
The earth suddenly began to tremble violently, and countless dark demonic energy suddenly spurted out from under the cut-off Tianzhu!
In just an instant, the monstrous demonic energy covered the entire sky, and the originally clear sky suddenly turned pitch black. The demonic energy surged wildly between the heaven and the earth, as if it wanted to swallow everything!
The originally collapsed sky pillar was now broken by the erosion of the demonic energy, and turned into countless dust before it even hit the ground, dissipating between heaven and earth.
"This...this is!"
Everyone present was staring at the position of Tianzhu at this moment. For some reason, from the demonic energy spurting out, everyone felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet, as if they were being targeted by wild beasts.
Yan Bei's eyes were filled with golden light at this moment. He was using his spatial divine eyes to stare at the Tianzhu because he had already felt something coming out from under the Tianzhu!
Li Daoran held the divine sword in his hand and stared at Tianzhu in front of him with a somewhat solemn gaze. He vaguely felt a fluctuation coming from it that made him feel palpitations.
At this moment, Yan Bei seemed to feel something, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Senior, retreat quickly!"
Without waiting for Yan Bei to remind him, Li Daoran felt that he was locked by a terrifying divine thought!
His expression changed, he waved his hand and slashed out a stream of Holy King Sword Qi, then retreated towards the back!
The moment his front foot left!
boom!!!
A huge ghost head appeared out of thin air not far from where Li Daoran was standing just now, opened its mouth and swallowed the entire void. The scene was extremely horrifying!
Li Daoran's expression darkened when he saw this situation. It seems that the devil under the pillar of heaven is more powerful than imagined!
Just this method of swallowing the void with one hand is something that ordinary people cannot do.
Every inch of void contains countless laws and orders of heaven and earth. Even he cannot easily refine the laws of order, let alone swallow them.
At the same time, a looming ghost figure emerged in the monstrous magic fog, its scarlet eyes staring at everyone present.
"What a monster, why don't you show your true colors quickly!"
Li Daoran's eyes narrowed, and an earth-shattering aura of terror emanated from his body. His sword pointed at the ghostly figure, and the pressure of the powerful Saint King was fully revealed at this moment.
The people from the Holy Land of Taichu were also gathered together at this moment, trembling as they looked at the ghostly figure in the demonic air above.
"snort!"
"I didn't expect that during the years of slumber, the holy land I created would be in such a state of decline, and even be hunted back home!"
A cold snort came from the billowing demonic energy. This sound exploded in the ears of everyone present like thunder, making people feel dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
After the words fell, the faces of the people present at Taichu Holy Land suddenly became happy.
If they guessed correctly, this is really the appearance of the ancestor!
"First...first ancestor, is that you?"
An elder of the Taichu Holy Land in the semi-holy realm quickly knelt on the ground, his body trembling as he looked at the looming ghost in the demonic aura.
Although it was rumored that the soul of the ancestor was indeed sleeping in Tianzhu Mountain, and he had vaguely guessed the identity of the ghost, the appearance of the ancestor now really made him afraid to recognize him.
"When I, Ye Lingtian, established the Holy Land of Taichu, I was so powerful and powerful that no one dared to disobey me!"
"I didn't expect that in your hands, I would be in such a state of decline. I would be chased to my home. What a bunch of losers!"
Ye Lingtian cursed angrily, stretched out a ghost hand and grabbed the half-saint elder on the ground like a chicken.
When he first decided to come to Tianzhu Mountain to sleep, he left countless powerful men for the Holy Land of Taichu, as well as countless resources such as heaven, materials, and earth treasures.
In his opinion, even if he is not in the Holy Land of Taichu, the force he created with his own hands will prosper forever in the Eastern Region.
But within a few thousand years, the Holy Land of Taichu was completely destroyed!
He briefly sensed it with his spiritual thoughts, and found that there was not even a single saint in the entire Holy Land of the First Beginning. This half-saint kneeling on the ground was actually the strongest person in the Holy Land of the First Beginning!
This made him so angry that he almost died. You know, the resources he left behind, even if they were given to a pig, that pig could reach the Holy King Realm!
Ye Lingtian had just woken up and was almost mad to death by this situation.
"First...first ancestor, please spare your life, we are unworthy!"
"Spare your life!!"
The semi-saint elder was caught by ghost hands, and endless fear suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart. He struggled desperately to survive.
But Ye Lingtian had no intention of letting him go: "It's useless to keep such a waste. It's better to use your blood to nourish my body."
puff!!
With a gentle squeeze of his hand, the half-saint elder exploded on the spot and turned into a ball of blood mist!
And this blood mist continued to blend into Ye Lingtian's body along the ghost's hand.
Such a scene frightened all the people present in the Holy Land of Taichu.
They thought that the appearance of the ancestor would give them hope of survival, but they did not expect that this ancestor would not only fail to save people, but also kill his own people!
