Chapter 1813 Despair

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Although among the ancient gods, the relationship between the clans and these two casual cultivators has been normal for hundreds of years.

But in this critical moment, the two of them were willing to come thousands of miles away, and everything was already unspoken...

Xiaoxiang Swordsman Liu Qinghou had a worried look on his face, "Hey... I came here with Old Bald Donkey and saw crazy monsters and weird bugs everywhere. Many people have been harmed to the point of becoming neither humans nor ghosts.

Who are these monks? This world is about to end, why are you still here fighting with your clan? ! "

"They are all inferior to beasts! They don't care about the indiscernibles, they just know how to kill people by saying some incomprehensible words!

I've seen it a long time ago, they don't care about the life and death of people in this world! You don’t treat people as human beings at all! "Ying Qiong said fiercely with half of his face covered in blood.

Many members of the clan are filled with righteous indignation. Although the clan is proud, it will never kill innocent people indiscriminately, nor will it treat ordinary people randomly.

Otherwise, he would not have spent most of his time in seclusion in the long river, and there were also Phoenix girls and others who joined the military to help defend the country.

But in their eyes, these monks from the ancient fairy world are completely bully and murderous demons.

It's just people who kill clansmen and ancient warriors. With a spell, a large number of ordinary spectators died, just as casually as trampling to death a reptile.

"Amitabha..." The silent monk had a look of compassion on his face.

Liu Qinghou also discovered that the casualties were far more serious than they had imagined before arriving, and his face suddenly darkened.

He glanced around in confusion, "Where's Ye Fan! Where's that kid!? Even if he doesn't attend the clan meeting, he doesn't care if such a big thing happens!?"

Ying Qiong snorted, "How can we expect such a powerful enemy from a junior!? What can he do if he is here!?

The name of this Sword God is just an exaggeration by the world. How can it really be compared with Ye Wuya's name of Martial God! ? "

Liu Qinghou frowned. He wanted to say something, but after looking at Chi Lian and Xuan Hai in the distance, he didn't say anything.

He felt that if Ye Fan was here, he would definitely become a powerful force, but he was also a little unsure about the strength of these two old monsters.

When Master Luoxia saw that the monk of Beixuan Sect was killed, he was furious, "A group of remnants of the clan dare to kill my disciples!? I want you to taste the power of Beixuan Thunder Technique, and you will never be reincarnated!!

Disciples of the Beixuan Sect, come here to protect me! ! "

After hearing this, a group of monks from Beixuan Sect quickly returned to Master Luoxia. Even monk Feng Linhai knew what was going to happen and quickly backed away.

Master Luoxia stopped using any force and directly circulated the Heavenly Spirit True Essence, mobilizing the water and gold spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and quickly formed large thunderclouds in the sky!

"Gengjin leads to thunder!"

Master Luoxia released more than a dozen rays of Gengjin Qi from his hand, turning into thin white beams of light and flying towards the center of the venue!

In the surrounding thunderclouds, a large number of thunder and lightning were attracted, and countless sharp white-gold thunder and lightning fell crazily towards the field!

"Boom boom boom——"

The intensive thunder blasts covered up more pitiful cries. The clan warriors, whether they were ancestors or elders, could not withstand the thunder method of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

When Aier saw that the situation was not good, she quickly released particle shields in the air!

It seems like a large number of transparent shields, mainly composed of particles that isolate thunder and lightning, spread out in the air!

"Bang bang bang!!——" There was a muffled sound, and a lot of thunder exploded on the particle shield. Although the shield was shattered, as Aier continued to fill in, it blocked a lot.

When Liu Qinghou saw Ai'er, his eyes lit up, "Is it you, little girl? Are you awake now?"

Ai'er had no time to reminisce about the past and shouted: "If this continues, everyone will die! Run!!"

Ying Qiong, Ji Tianliu and others looked around and saw that every member of the clan was injured. They were even unconscious or bleeding excessively and were seriously injured on the ground.

There were not many other ancient warriors and ordinary people still alive at the scene. They were exhausted just to resist the raging infected.

In the huge venue that originally held hundreds of thousands of people, there were probably less than 10% normal people alive at this time!

"Ancestor! Let's go! If you don't leave... we will really annihilate the clan!!" An elder of the Baihu clan burst into tears and said unwillingly and painfully.

Ying Qiong saw Bai Yan, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and the disgraced descendants of the clan, with angry and desperate eyes...

Not only the Baihu clan, but also the Shenlong clan was in terrible condition. Ye Longteng fell in a pool of blood, leaning against the corner, unable to continue fighting.

Ye Chunhua was the only ancestor of the Ye family who could do anything, but because he was controlled by Ye Feng, he was killed by his own people.

"Ancestor Tianliu! Let's run away with Han Tian! We will leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood!!" Ji Kangnian, the head of the Ji family, cried.

The two ancestors of the Xiao family, Xiao Wanzhong and Xiao Wanlou, had also been brutally killed by monks from the Beixuan Sect and Feng Linhai respectively, causing heavy casualties among their clan members.

"Xin'er...Yun'er...you guys, please leave quickly. Each one of you can escape! I, Huang Yueshan, beg you..." Huang Yueshan said with red eyes.

Xiao Xiner was about to cry. She only hated herself for being so useless. What was the purpose of her seclusion in Wutong Secret Realm? ?

Seeing the hope of life gradually disappearing in the eyes of the tribesmen, Xiao Xiner felt more exhausted than ever...

"Let's go! Let's go! It's not a good idea to die!! Hurry up and run away!! The younger ones can run as far as they want, the older ones are here to hold back and delay time!!"

Liu Qinghou roared loudly at this time, waking everyone up!

Everyone knew not to waste the opportunity created by Ai'er, so young clan masters began to fly away in different directions.

When the group of monks in the sky saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing sarcastically.

"Haha... look at how embarrassed these clans are!"

"I didn't expect that the clan would be what it is today. In ancient times, we were very arrogant and didn't take us seriously!"

Ancestor Xuanhai snorted coldly: "These losers have deceived us for hundreds of thousands of years. We must never let them go and want to escape? It's really ridiculous... Do you think this ancestor doesn't exist?"

Xuan Hai stepped forward alone and said: "Luoxia, please step back."

After Master Luoxia heard this, he quickly retreated behind Ancestor Xuanhai.

Xuan Hai opened his arms, and the situation in the world suddenly changed. Gusts of wind blew all around the venue, and the sand and dust were blown up by hundreds of tornadoes. The sky was filled with yellow sand, and it was impossible to see the scene outside clearly!

"The wind and thunder in the Nine Heavens!!"

While tens of thousands of tons of sand and dust were rolled up, thunder and lightning kept beating between the tornadoes, like hundreds of thunder dragons constantly shuttling!

The coercion of the Immortal Realm was finally revealed, and a surge of coercion spread, making all the clan members present tremble with fear!

Some with low cultivation level or those with internal injuries actually spurted out blood!

"This... what kind of cultivation is this!?" Xuanfeng's Qingyin's face was ashen.

Wei Bufan on the side was trembling all over, "It's over...it's all over..."

Ji Tianliu and Ying Qiong stood together, looking at the tornado that was constantly sweeping around, connecting the heaven and the earth, tearing the venue apart, and the lightning flashing in it, they all felt like they were dreaming...

"What kind of old monster are we fighting?" Ji Tianliu murmured.

There was a hint of despair in Ying Qiong's unruly eyes, and he was panting heavily, unable to say a single word...

Xiao Xiner held Du Yuner's hand tightly. The two sisters were in the stands. They were about to retreat from there, but they found that there was no way to survive!

"Brother Ye Fan..." Du Yun'er murmured, her eyes showing longing.

Xiao Xiner next to her clenched her red lips unwillingly, biting out blood...

In the lounge, Su Qingxue hugged Mu Mumu tightly, her eyes determined, but she felt that every second was extremely long...

"The ancestor's power is unparalleled!"

"As expected of the ancestor, once he takes action, he will scare these idiots from the clan..."

The Beixuan sect monks were extremely proud, but the Feng Linhai monks on the side didn't think so, and only regretted that the ancestors of the other sect had stolen the limelight.

Ancestor Chi Lian was considering whether to intervene, but suddenly felt that something was wrong and turned his head to the west...

"This...this is!?"

Ancestor Xuanhai, who was working on his power, also felt something. His whole body trembled, his eyes widened with a look of fear!

"how come……"

Before Xuanhai could put away this earth-shattering wind and thunder spell, a golden light penetrated from the west into the vast dust of the venue!

Like the golden light of the rising sun, it penetrated the thick clouds and illuminated the entire world!

The violent tornadoes and thunder and lightning were in vain under the impact of this golden torrent!

The immortal monks of thousands of years, like their ancestors, are all stunned at this moment!

This pressure is a fear that can never be erased from all of their minds! !

All the members of the clan who were in despair felt as if they had been given a shot in the arm. When this pressure enveloped them, every cell in them was trembling! !

"How is it possible... who is it!? He completely suppressed the old monster's cultivation!?"

Ying Qiong and the others were going crazy. They couldn't even care about despair. They just wanted to know if all this was a dream! ?