"Tang Yan, you are pushing yourself to a dead end." The Holy Spirit Temple spoke up again. They were very depressed and embarrassed. It was not easy for them to speak out, but they were rejected cleanly by Tang Yan! Noble and mysterious
The image is gone, so embarrassing.
"Shut your stinky mouth, and I will destroy the Holy Spirit Temple next. Now go back to your hometown, or I will torture Pesa to death in front of the whole world!"
The Holy Spirit Temple immediately fell silent, even more embarrassed and angry, but no one dared to speak out. This kid has gone crazy, he can really do anything. It is a small matter to be embarrassed now, but when Peisa is tortured alive, he will be embarrassed.
Lost it at grandma's house.
Tang Yan glanced at the Peacock Saint King and others again, this time more provocative and stimulating. He roared, raised his knife and attacked the Yin and Yang tribe.
Tai Shuyao was in a coma and was being transferred by his clan members. Without his leadership, the Yin and Yang clan was leaderless and in chaos. The Military Affairs Council and the clan affairs council were all sealed off in the core of the clan. They did not know the situation outside, so this group of scattered sand
How to resist Tang Yan's killing spree?
The war broke out, the blood sword slashed, the sword light blocked the sun, and there were waves of blood, dancing with great killing power. Along with the angry roar of the Taiwu in the blood sword, the blood sword light became more and more ferocious, disrupting the brand new clan land just built by the Yin and Yang tribe.
Tang Yan was like entering a deserted place, no one dared to challenge him, no one could stop him.
"boom!"
The earth shattered, and the earth and rocks piled into the sky. Due to the presence of Taiwu, the power of the blood knife was comparable to the wrathful crossbow of the peak martial saint. It was invincible. Although he was struggling violently, he burst out with more bloody killing power, making the Yin and Yang tribe go to the ground.
The mountains collapsed, the gorgeous buildings collapsed, and the beautiful mountains and rivers were razed to the ground, leaving everything devastated.
The Yin and Yang tribe is filled with grief and blood flowing like rivers.
Tang Yan's pace was not very fast, but every step he took forward was always accompanied by a round of slashes, and each round of slashes was always accompanied by the destruction of a mountain and river, and the tragic death of countless people. He was like a god moving forward, slowly and firmly giving everyone a stronger feeling.
The oppression also had a heavy psychological impact on those watching the battle from afar.
"You bastard, why are you pretending to be so mature? Kill him, kill him for me, I will kill him even if I am tired."
"Every race in the world is watching. Are we just so humiliated by Tang Yan? We don't even have the courage to resist? It's better to perish than to do this."
"Tang Yan is a man, not a god. His continuous fighting consumes a lot of money. Now he is strong on the outside and weak on the inside. He will die at any time."
"Kill! Don't ask to be like a hero, at least be like a citizen of the Golden Ancient Clan."
The dog was so anxious that he even jumped over the wall. The people of the two tribes were finally aroused to anger. With loud shouts and heroic declarations, the ten saints were the first to break out of the ruins and rushed towards Tang Yan together.
"Kill." More and more people were inspired, and more and more strong men turned around and fought back.
The black and powerful men of the two races rushed in from all directions, surrounding them from the ruins and the sky.
"Go and have a good fight, don't waste this opportunity." Tang Yan motioned to Huo Ling'er and Blood Soul Tree, swung the blood knife, and faced the fight brazenly. The two spirit bodies shouted and pounced, like two oceans raging.
For a moment, hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers screamed to shake the sky, martial arts danced, and energy rose. It caused thunder, lifted up magma, stirred up hurricanes, and displayed light shields. The sky and the earth were boiling, mixed with mournful wails.
With the power of one man, Tang Yan fought a bloody battle against thousands of strong men, like a tiger entering a pack of wolves. The sky was darkened and the ground was darkened, and the rivers were stained with blood. His tyrannical strength was fully revealed, arousing greater anger between the two tribes and making the teams of all tribes frightened.
This kind of real massacre is not uncommon, but all those Tang Yan massacred were King Wu and Wu Zun, as well as powerful alien beasts and birds. The boiling energy and the power of cholera turned the battlefield into a sea of disaster. Look. Everyone was frightened, and many people were increasingly afraid to watch it.
The forces of the former Great Zhou Kingdom and the forces of the Dayan Mountains looked more complicated at this moment, and they didn't know whether to cheer or to be afraid. In a daze, Tang Yan was still the Tang Yan of the past, but the environment had changed and the situation had changed. Tang Yan is no longer the same person he was back then.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, thunder was rolling, strong winds were driving heavy rain, and there were landslides and ground cracks, and lava was gushing out.
All the spectators were silent, watching all this with swaying eyes. Even King Ma Yama’s casino was no longer so lively, and they all stopped what they were doing to watch this grand killing game and witness this once-in-a-lifetime massacre.
The result of this battle is destined to shock the world, and the impact of this battle is destined to change the situation.
Twelve years ago, Tang Yan suddenly disappeared when he became famous. Five years later, he suddenly descended on the imperial battlefield, destroyed the Dingxi Palace, defeated the Daqian Dynasty, and his brilliant achievements shocked the Central Plains and the Eight Wastelands. In just half a year, he disappeared again, and now he appears again. After his death, he announced his return with a more sensational battle.
This is a mysterious young man who is also a fanatic who goes along with the war.
Today's battle is destined to leave Tang Yan's name in the annals of history, causing a sensation for five hundred years.
Before this battle, most people thought that Tang Yan's trip was asking for trouble. A few people thought that Tang Yan's ability to leave alive was the limit, but no one would have thought that it would be like this. Tang Yan's combat power refreshed their expectations The knowledge of a peak martial saint also refreshes the knowledge of the limits of personal strength.
There was great chaos within the Yin and Yang clan. Tang Yan was rushing left and right as if he were in a deserted land, fighting from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the mountains. The sky was stained with blood. He was like a terrifying demon with no emotion at all. Word.
"Activate all formations and consume Tang Yan to death."
"Retreat to the inside and activate all formations."
The two clan elders screamed in panic to attract the clansmen to return. Sooner or later they would be slaughtered by Tang Yan if they kept killing like this, so they could only activate the formation to resist.
"Retreat, retreat, activate the formation, retreat."
The chaotic scene of the Yin-Yang Clan has become a little more orderly because of guidance. This is also the foundation of an ancient golden race like the Yin-Yang Clan. They have faith, ability, choices and perseverance. The team blocking the front continues. Fighting to the death, the teams at the rear retreated at full speed and were distributed inside various formations, including those that were disabled. In short, any amount of power can be activated. Nowadays, only formations can better integrate the power of the two clans. .
"It's just a dying struggle. I have spiritual source liquid. How long can you use me up?"
Tang Yan signaled Huo Ling'er and the Blood Soul Tree to sweep the battlefield. The Blood Soul Tree swallowed up the blood, and Huo Ling'er tempered the Spiritual Source Liquid. He paused his offensive slightly, swallowed the Spiritual Source Liquid, replenished his violently consumed energy, and killed Hong He cast his eyes towards the core area of the Yin-Yang Clan, where there seemed to be a stronger force reviving, and it seemed like some monster had opened its eyes and stared at him from the air.
That should be the ancestral temple of the Yin and Yang tribe, and it is also the area with the strongest formations.
Looking back at the overall battlefield, there are only sixteen saints deployed on the periphery. Where are the other saints? They should all be inside the ancestral temple. What about the ordinary people of the two tribes? They all seem to have gathered at the ancestral temple. Tang Yan can vaguely feel the huge The life groups are gathering there, and the real fierce battle is ahead. The Yin-Yang Clan and the Pangu Clan will definitely not have only such a small deployment.
"By the way, where is the son of destiny of the Yin-Yang tribe?" Tang Yan sneered in his heart and suddenly moved forward, charging forward in a straight line.
"Kill." All formations in all areas of the Yin and Yang tribe were activated at this moment. Various divine lights rushed up, dragons roared and tigers roared, various treasure weapons rose, and various types of horses flew across the sky, all intertwined together to form a powerful magic weapon.
The killing network overwhelmed Tang Yan.
Tang Yan danced his blood knife, and flames surged all over his body, resisting all formations.
These seemingly powerful formation groups still did not pose a threat to Tang Yan. Many killing moves were clearly seen hitting Tang Yan, but they did not even leave any traces.
A shocking sword light burst out and struck Tang Yan's head, but was kicked to pieces by him.
A peerless beast pounced on Tang Yan, killing as powerful as the sea, but was chopped into pieces by Tang Yan's sword.
A ray of starlight soared into the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth. The star points contained the power of terrifying explosions, but they were pierced by Tang Yan without any harm.
He is simply like a stone that has been tempered many times, undergoing many tests and becoming invincible.
The screams continued to echo. Tang Yan broke through several layers of magic formations and went on a killing spree. Not only did he destroy the formations, but he also continued to massacre the two ethnic groups. Heads stained with blood kept flying up, and broken limbs kept falling down.
The crazy melee was covered in bloody gauze.
Tang Yan is like a demon god, ruthless and sweeping away all enemies here.
The spectators on the outside were numb and could not use words to evaluate Tang Yan. They did not know how to describe this battle, but it was undeniable that the image of the golden ancient clan in their minds, which was like a giant mountain in the sky, was rumbling and collapsing.
"What should I do, just watch Tang Yan massacre?" The Samsara clan members began to worry.
They never expected Tang Yan to be so ferocious, which also refreshed their understanding of the peak martial saint. The most important thing is that Tang Yan is not only full of spiritual power, he doesn't seem to care about consumption at all, but also has an indestructible body, seemingly powerful
The attack couldn't even scratch his skin.
If this continues, Tang Yan may really kill the Yin and Yang clan without leaving any trace behind.
If we really win today, it will not only be the Yin Yang Clan and the Pangu Clan that will be destroyed, but the myth of the Golden Ancient Clan and the god-like image of the Golden Ancient Clan will be destroyed. The Golden Ancient Clan can have such power when they return to the Qitian Continent.
Relying on their superior intimidation, once Tang Yan destroyed the Yin and Yang Clan, it would be equivalent to announcing to the world that the Golden Ancient Clan was not terrible, and that the Golden Ancient Clan could be slaughtered by Tang Yan alone.
It is a heavy blow to the Samsara clan and the Xuanwu forces. Once the influence is weak and the deterrence is weakened, a series of consequences and troubles will come.
The Peacock Saint King secretly clenched his fists, with murderous intent sprouting in his heart. How could she not have thought of the consequences?! If Tang Yan destroyed the Yin and Yang clan, it would be equivalent to destroying the noble aura of the entire 'Return Alliance'.