Chapter 391: Acting on behalf of heaven, slashing across the starry sky [Asking for monthly votes]

Looking at the big black hole in the sky, the hearts of everyone in the Yan tribe tightened, and unspeakable fear enveloped their hearts.

"Young men of the Yan tribe, protect the world!"

The leader of the Yan Clan shouted loudly and immediately disappeared in front of the first hall. The Yan Clan disciples in the hall rushed out one after another, including the Flame Lord, and only one person was left to heal the great elder.

Above the sky, figures flew out of the black hole of lightning and thunder. They were wearing white robes with mysterious runes printed on them, with words and patterns. Wisps of strange gray air surrounded them, each one of them.

Extraordinary momentum.

The leader is a burly man. His strong body makes the robe bulge. His long hair is like withered grass, fluttering in the wind. His face is like a bear. The beard on his face is extremely thick. His eyes are fierce. He holds a hand.

Holding a wooden stick.

This wooden stick is a white wood. From a distance, it looks like white bones, with the top like a claw.

The burly man took a deep breath, with a look of enjoyment on his face, and said with a greedy smile: "The breath of this world is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it belongs to the damn martial arts!"

As he spoke, he flew forward, followed closely by other members of the Old Ancient Religion.

Lines of fire appeared on the horizon in front of them, quickly burning and growing in size, and connected together to form a monstrous sea of ​​fire, covering the sky and the sun, sweeping in unstoppably. In the sea of ​​fire was a strong man from the Yan clan.

…

Jiang Changsheng looked up to the sky and murmured to himself.

In the distance, other members of the Old Ancient Religion were restrained by other strong men of the Yan tribe, but the situation was not optimistic.

The burly man turned his head and looked around, and found that a large number of Yan clan warriors were coming from behind. They were surrounded, but they were not panicked, and were even very excited.

The man in white was moved. The previous pursuit of Taoist gods did not change his expression.

The sky and the sea of ​​clouds surged violently, the earth collapsed, and the mountains turned into ashes. The surface of the earth cracked and expanded rapidly, forming intertwined abyss with no bottom.

The burly man subconsciously wanted to swing the wooden staff, but the speed of the immortal-killing flying knife was extremely fast. He only felt that the immortal-killing flying knife suddenly disappeared, followed by a pain in his neck, and then the world began to spin, and his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

The leader of the Yan Clan was covered in blood and fell down after being struck by a bolt of lightning. Then a huge wooden thorn emerged from the ground and pierced his body. However, his body was too strong. Even if it was pierced through the chest, he would not

Die, but break away quickly.

Their eyes faced each other, with murderous intent in their eyes.

This knife is two feet long, with a blade like a leaf, a handle like a ferocious beast's head, a lion or a dragon, and it is domineering and terrifying.

The burly man also glanced at Lord Yan, indifferent.

"My true energy is being sucked out..."

The burly man hung high in the sky, suppressed his smile, and said expressionlessly, as if the God of Death was judging life and death.

The burly man who was absorbing the energy of Wu Yuan, a strong man from the Yan clan, seemed to feel something. He turned around subconsciously and saw a flying knife hanging in front of his eyes, less than twenty centimeters away.

…

Looking at this posture, the Yan clan was in danger, and he could no longer care about the possible embarrassment. The clan members were the most important.

The whole process was extremely fast, and the extremely powerful and burly man seemed to have no reaction at all. His head was removed directly. The simpler it is, the more shocking it is!

In the blink of an eye, the immortal-killing flying knife disappeared, and the black chains that bound the strong men of the Yan clan disappeared with it, leaving them stunned.

Jiang Changsheng's voice came out from the immortal-killing flying knife, and the voice was like a god descending to earth, spreading throughout the entire Yan Clan world.

He slowly picked up the red gourd and opened the bottle. A white light shot out quickly and disappeared as soon as it flew out of the gourd's mouth.

Flame Lord's arms are wrapped with flames, and he is fighting two old ancient religion believers. The three of them are all at the peak of Tianyuan Jiwu. They are only one step away from entering the realm of Xu Chewu. Relying on the Earthly Soul Art, Flame Lord takes over.

The upper hand, but unable to defeat or get rid of these two people.

The man in white who had previously been chasing the Taoist God appeared again. He wanted to capture the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife, but the head at the tip of the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife suddenly sprouted a pair of wings, which actually greatly increased the speed of the Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife.

Ever since the Soul Skeleton Emperor attacked the Kunlun Realm, the Chang clan members have been holding back their energy and want to prove themselves.

It was Daozu’s voice just now!

Clang!

The burly man blocked the blade with his wooden staff, and saw the leader of the Yan clan appearing in front of him, holding a large sword. The blade was hot and red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace.

Hurricanes roared across the sky and earth, and dark clouds rolled in, darkening the entire world.

The strong men of the Yan clan were shocked and angry. The leader of the Yan clan hid several times, but failed in the end. He was also entangled in the black beam. The black chains condensed on his body were far larger than the chains of the others.

After chasing for a while, he gave up and stopped immediately. The bright and psychedelic reverse space around him disappeared and was replaced by the vast starry sky.

Yanzhu looked at it from a distance, despairing in his heart.

He even couldn't help shouting: "Dao Ancestor! Please save my Yan Clan!"

Hundreds of flaming figures besieged the burly man, all of them were top warriors of the Yan Clan, including the leader of the Yan Clan.

Rumble——

Above the Tianhe River, Chang Yueqian, who was meditating and practicing, vaguely felt something. He opened his eyes subconsciously and saw nothing. He thought he was too tense.

…

The man in white was talking to himself, his tone was calm, and his emotions could not be heard.

The burly man's pupils shrank, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"How can it be!"

"Can anyone with martial arts or ancient skills catch this sword?"

"Feel the power of ancient magic!"

at this time!

Such a terrifying enemy was easily killed by Daozu!

In the Zixiao Palace, Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed from his eyes. He was using the Infinite Eye of Heaven and Earth to lock the direction of the Flame Lord.

The leader of the Yan Clan and all the strong men of the Yan Clan opened their eyes wide. They saw the flying knife chop off the burly man's head, the blade pierced his head, and flew away with his head.

Daozu is so powerful!

He urged in his heart, impatient.

The other strong men of the Yan clan came to their senses one after another and immediately launched a counterattack.

He did not dare to hesitate any longer and began to call out the name of Tao Ancestor in his heart.

"Daozu! Daozu! Come quickly!"

the other side.

The leader of the Yan clan roared with red eyes. He took the lead and rushed towards an ancient cultist in the distance. The difference in realm allowed him to blow it up with one punch, and the other party had no time to react!

A ray of fire came at extremely fast speed, it was extremely domineering, and it powerfully dispersed the hurricane, and the wind and waves swept across the world.

Almost as soon as he raised his hand, the heaven and earth shook violently!

The Flame Lord in the distance clearly felt that the rules of heaven and earth were shaken, and he was secretly shocked. Is this the power of ancient magic?

Buzz——

"What power is this?"

Without the burly man, the other members of the Old Ancient Religion are no match for the Yan Clan!

The Flame Lord was excited while chasing his opponent.

Everything must be done by the Tao Ancestor himself, which makes them useless. As a family of the ages, they have their own pride. Because of this, their fighting spirit in practicing martial arts surpasses any other moment in the past.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they felt that their martial energy or true energy was being extracted at a greatly accelerated rate.

"This boring war must end."

"Damn it!"

The wooden staff in his hand is holding hundreds of strong men from the Yan clan. The longest chain is a million miles long and spans the sky, which is extremely spectacular.

In the starry sky, the immortal-killing flying knife carried the burly man's head and flew at high speed, constantly crossing the star field.

A dragon roar sounded, and the earth cracked open, and fire dragons as big as mountains broke out of the ground. The dragons bared their teeth and claws to kill the members of the ancient religion.

The white dragon in the corner turned over and changed into a more comfortable position to sleep. Now its aura is getting stronger. It seems to have gradually realized how to become stronger while sleeping.

The Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife was galloping all the way, not in the direction of the Kunlun Realm, but in the other direction of the endless void, and then prepared to circle around in the endless void a few more times before returning to the Kunlun Realm.

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal-killing flying knife moved!

They don't dare to challenge the eternal giants, they choose only third-rate families.

The wooden stick in the hand of the burly man trembled violently, and a terrible power was condensing at the claw-like top, making the laws of heaven and earth tremble.

In desperation, he subconsciously used his true energy, and his voice was extremely loud, resounding throughout the world.

Hurricanes roared, thunder and lightning flashed, and cold air approached the strong men of the Yan tribe.

He stood in the starry sky, looking at the direction in which the Immortal Killing Flying Knife was leaving, and frowned.

What is this!
To be continued...