"Be prepared and beware of the intervention of the Peacock Saint King." King Ma Yama never left the corner of his eyes. Watching the battle was not his purpose, but being wary of the Peacock Saint King was the key point. Although both parties agreed not to interfere, things are developing now.
It has exceeded expectations and far deviated from the wishes of the Samsara Clan and other forces. The Peacock Saint King and others will not mind intervening.
In front of the overall situation, face seems to be very immature to all parties.
"We're watching." Xu Yan and the others kept gathering momentum.
"I'm also keeping an eye on it. There won't be any accidents this time." Chocolate secretly clenched his fists. He had been wronged for a long time by the last incident, and there must be no more accidents this time.
"I don't think the Yin-Yang Clan will fall so easily." Xuanyuan Longli directed everyone's gaze towards the core area of the Yin-Yang Clan, where the sea of clouds surged, guarding it in a manner similar to the Cloud Sky Formation, and also isolated from outside exploration. It was very quiet before.
, but now there is obviously a strange energy surging inside.
"boom!"
Tang Yan's Lun Dao, with its majestic momentum and surging blood, destroyed the three-level battle formation and killed hundreds of strong men in an instant. The blood was like thick ink, smeared on the ruins of the mountains and rivers, adding poignancy to the killing scene, and also
It aroused stronger hatred and resentment among the Yin-Yang and Pangu tribes.
"Tang Yan, please stop it." The three saints sacrificed blood to a turtle shell, raised it high, and attacked Tang Yan. In an instant, a huge wave exploded in the sky, and quickly condensed into a giant war turtle.
Looking at Tang Yan, he seemed to possess heaven-shaking power.
"Kill!" Tang Yan roared like thunder, and his offensive suddenly doubled. He raised his blood knife and struck out with nine flaming blows. The shocking light of the sword came from the sky, like a giant dragon crashing into the war turtle. There was a loud bang, and the war turtle exploded.
Broken, the three saints vomited blood and flew backwards.
Blood Soul Tree and Huo Ling'er pounced on it with all their strength and severely damaged it again.
Tang Yan's left eye erupted with black light, and a force that swallowed up the heaven and the earth enveloped the front, forcibly dragging the three severely injured saints and the tattered ruins of the mountains and rivers into the hell space.
"ah……"
The three saints struggled to the death, but were eventually swallowed by hell. The chaotic ruins of the mountains also compressed rapidly, squeezed into hell, and fell into Tang Yan's eyes.
This scene makes outsiders feel cold in their hearts when they see it. Not only do they kill people, but I also take away the land!
Is this a person? How can this be considered a person? This is simply a monster, with endless spiritual power, indestructible defenses, and secrets all over his body.
They were completely sure that Tang Yan was definitely the strongest at his level. Without three or five peak experts, there was no way he could have faced off against this kid head-on. No wonder he dared to challenge the Yin-Yang clan alone. He was not asking for humiliation, but he was sure of victory.
, made up his mind to destroy the Yin and Yang clan.
Tang Yan was like a demon god whose eyes were red with blood. He moved forward forcefully, destroying all the surrounding battle formations and cutting down tens of thousands of corpses. They were all processed by Huo Ling'er and the Blood Soul Tree, leaving no blood and no traces.
A corpse, but the more it looks like this, the more terrifying it is.
Tens of thousands of people, all of whom were strong, were being killed by Tang Yan at this moment.
Tai Shuyao struggled to wake up, but was shocked by the massacre in front of him. His vision went dark and he fell into coma again.
"All living tribesmen, listen to my edict, retreat to the ancestral land, give up everything, and retreat with all your strength." There were roars from inside the ancestral land, the sound was like a loud bell, echoing in the messy battlefield. Calm and solemn, not panicking
Not messy.
"Succeeded?" The strong men of the two tribes were surprised and happy, and rushed towards the ancestral land desperately.
but……
"It's not that easy to leave!" Tang Yan blasted towards the ruins of the earth, like a giant missile, detonating the earth in an instant. Burning the city with lava tactics, unfolding with the power of sky fire, the majestic fire gas rushed to the ground.
With a "boom", a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly exploded, rocks pierced through the air, ruins twisted and split, magma surged, flames were like seas, various remaining formations were destroyed and erupted, and divine light shot into the sky.
A sudden storm of destruction enveloped half of the Yin-Yang tribe. More than a thousand people were directly exploded. Without even a groan, they turned into blood mist and were swallowed up by magma and sea of fire. Thousands more people were maimed by huge rocks and were destroyed by magma.
Submerged. Four saints were severely injured. They were pierced by Tang Yan's beam of annihilation and split open by the sword he wielded. Blood rained down on them, and the scene was brutal.
"So cruel!"
The hearts of the heroes trembled, and they all trembled. The power of this attack spread beyond the Yin and Yang clan, as if the entire Southern Wilderness trembled.
It was a simple blow, but Tang Yan used a powerful blow, no less powerful than a peak martial saint's full blow.
Rumbling, the cracked earth was full of cracks, countless boulders rose up, and a large number of mountains became volcanoes. Magma impacted and erupted into the sky, reflecting the whole sky red and rumbling.
At this point, the beautiful land that the Yin and Yang tribe spent more than five years building was destroyed by fire and turned into a sea of disaster. The destruction not only made countless Yin and Yang tribesmen sad and angry, but also made the strong people around them secretly lose their minds.
More than 90% of the more than 30,000 people from the Yin Yang and Pangu tribes deployed on the periphery were killed or injured. Only a few saints and a few lucky people escaped the disaster and fled back to the tribe.
Tang Yan carried out the massacre to the end and used practical actions to declare his concept of revenge - no mercy.
"If the Yin and Yang tribe doesn't take action, I will take action." The Peacock Saint King couldn't hold it back anymore, and regardless of the cruel look cast by King Ma Yama in the distance, he was eager to take action.
At this moment...
"boom"
A palm suddenly rushed out of the sea of clouds in the ancestral land and hit Tang Yan. It was huge and radiant, making the echoes rumble between the heaven and the earth. A simple blow, but boiling with terrifying killing power, was about to split Tang Yan into pieces: "Here is
Our ancestral land, how can we allow you to wait for crazy people to come and run wild, retreat!"
Here it comes! Tang Yan's eyes were bright red. Faced with such killing power, not only was he not afraid, but his face was filled with red light. He did not retreat but advanced, swinging the knife to strike hard. The fierce green fire combined with the scarlet blood tide, nine stacks were added to hit the thousand-meter knife.
Mang.
The sound of the boom shook the sky, the fierce knife collided with the giant palm, and violent energy exploded in the air, like a giant volcano erupting. The endless energy erupted and exploded, shaking the mountains in the distance, arousing violent winds and impact, and also shocked the people.
all the spectators.
The palm of his hand was knocked back and Tang Yan was thrown away.
but……
"The destined son of the Yin and Yang tribe, I, Tang Yan, have been waiting for a long time." Tang Yan roared, his whole body glowed, he stepped back through the air, and fought wildly with his sword. The auras of the two great spirits, Huo Ling'er and Blood Soul Tree, were boiling, and they moved towards each other crazily.
Power was injected into Tang Yan's body. Every time Tang Yan swung his sword, it was driven by the two spiritual bodies. His own power was actually the power of the three powerful ones.
"I, uncle Fenghua, will destroy your power of Tang Yan today." The voice in the ancestral land was sonorous and deafening, like the sound of heaven, coming from the sea of clouds, and the light and shadow of two giant palms shot out with all their strength, bombarding Tang Yan head-on, surging
Shenhui, galloping with killing power, extremely brave, clashed with him.
In an instant, light shot into the sky, and the wind was fierce. Following the fierce confrontation between the two, the hurricane light flooded the land for hundreds of miles. The remaining stone mountains and cliffs all collapsed, and the outer areas of the Yin and Yang tribe were completely razed to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of violent collisions, as if two gods of war were fighting. The violence was so violent that it stunned countless people. What happened? Where did the strong one come from?
Tang Yan was knocked away again, but his two palms were also shattered.
A series of confrontations, evenly matched!
A human youth walked out of the sea of clouds. He was young but strong and his eyes were as bright as stars. He was like a young god walking out of the divine land. His whole body was shining from the inside out, which was very eye-catching.
It is Taishu Fenghua, the destined son of the Yin and Yang clan!
"Your aura is very strange." Tang Yan stood up from the ruins, holding the sword in hand, with overwhelming fighting spirit, green fire and blood boiling, like a peerless battle suit draped all over his body, showing extraordinary bravery.
"Your aura is equally weird. You and I are indistinguishable." The young man's name is Taishu Fenghua, and he is the destined son of the Yin-Yang Clan. At this moment, his whole body is shining brightly, and his aura is extremely compelling, suppressing the Yin-Yang Clan's silence inside and outside.
No one showed up. He alone led the aura of the entire clan, he alone represented the voice of the entire clan, and he alone... represented the Yin and Yang clan to fight against Tang Yan.
"The Luck Battle Formation?! Has the Yin-Yang Clan succeeded in their research?" The Peacock Saint King changed his color slightly, seeming to be very surprised by the scene before him.
Xuanyuan showed a solemn look for the first time: "It shouldn't be wrong. The Yin-Yang tribe has been developing it for thousands of years, but they have never disclosed the information to us. Now it seems that they have succeeded."
As early as the early days when the theory of luck spread among the Golden Ancient Clan, all tribes were trying their best to cultivate luck. Only the Yin-Yang tribe integrated prophecy with their own specialties. They not only used luck to cultivate the children of destiny, but also tried to study luck-related things.
Battle formation, and the Yin-Yang Human Emperor personally participated.
Its popular explanation is to first gather the luck of the whole clan to cultivate the Son of Destiny, so that it can become the central link of the whole clan. During the war, the Son of Destiny will be the core of the formation, and the people of the whole clan will be the 'source of the battle formation', using the strength of the whole clan.
Prayer and luck can truly activate the destiny in the child of destiny, allowing it to temporarily possess the strongest power in the entire clan. All the martial arts and energy are cleverly superimposed on the child of destiny, allowing it to be squandered and displayed.
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It means that the will and strength of the whole clan are gathered into one, allowing the son of destiny to fight on behalf of the whole clan.
Give full play to the role of luck.
At first, when the Samsara clan heard the news, they thought it was a farce and thought it was impossible. No matter how powerful the secrets of the battle formation were, it was impossible to integrate destiny. No matter how special the child of destiny was, he could not withstand the power of the whole clan to integrate.
Even the Holy Emperor of Reincarnation shook his head and declared that it was absolutely impossible.
But now it seems that the Yin and Yang tribe has succeeded!
Uncle Tai's magnificence was no more than the power of a first-level saint. At this moment, his aura was very vast, as majestic and turbulent as the ocean, like a little god standing proudly in the clouds, pointing at Tang Yan in the distance.
"Get this battle formation no matter what." Xuanyuan suddenly whispered, transmitting the message to the space monsters in the void. The Yin and Yang clan is worthy of being a clan of battle formations, and they have actually achieved the impossible and ridiculous thing. If this battle formation is imposed on
Infusing the reincarnation clan into yourself may give you an extra guarantee of survival in this most dangerous period, and make you stronger and more invincible in the future.
This battle formation is about to be decided!
The Peacock Saint King paid a little attention to Xuanyuan, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He didn't reveal anything, but he seemed to have been alert.
P: I’ll write a chapter for everyone as soon as possible. I’m about to leave for home. The second update is expected to be around 8pm, I’m not sure about the details.