In Dongsheng Shenzhou, where Wuhua Tianbao is a treasure, everyone practices qi and cultivates truth. Everyone is a long-lived person. Those who can join the army may not be among the immortals, but there are still people who can practice qi and become gods. These people are here
Under the great formation of heaven and earth, he was able to exert his power to the extreme.
Although the Golden-haired Rat Clan is larger in number, not many can withstand a combined attack from so many people. The addition of Murong Qianqiu and other monks can increase their combat effectiveness.
Yang Guang's face was cold and his eyes were ruthless. He was sitting cross-legged on the clouds, looking down at the people. Above his head, there was a vast river pouring down. There seemed to be thousands of magical powers and spells in it, and it seemed to be the source of all laws. It could be seen from time to time.
Lines of crimson sword energy fell from the nine heavens, and each time they fell, a great demon of the Golden Immortal level was killed.
Under the Emperor's law, everything within a thousand miles was under Yang Guang's control. Under the Emperor's Qi-gazing Technique, the auras of those monsters were locked by it and they could not escape at all. They all died in Yang Guang's hands.
Yu Hong and his wife were also standing on the clouds, looking at the scene in front of them, their faces pale. It was a kind of massacre in front of them. On the sacred mountain in the distance, there were a large number of monsters flying towards them. Unfortunately, none of them were Yang Guang.
opponent.
Thinking about it, even the big demons in the Taiyi Realm of the opponent died in Yang Guang's hands, and other demon commanders, demon generals, etc. were no match for Yang Guang. The golden-haired rat tribe was slaughtered by Yang Guang before his eyes.
"I have killed demons before, but I have never experienced killing demons like this. They say demons eat humans, but when humans kill demons, they are just as cruel." Zhou Rong looked pale.
"Don't talk nonsense." Yu Hong glared at Zhou Rong, his face pale, for fear of offending the killing god on the side.
"Over the years, the human monks seem to have forgotten the hardships of the human ancestors in the midst of thousands of races. They have also forgotten the evil of the monsters killing hundreds of millions of people. Instead, they think the monsters are pitiful?" Yang Guang raised his head.
As the long river rushed down, he slowly stretched out his right hand and took a picture towards the sacred mountain in the distance.
The sacred mountain is thousands of miles away. The sacred peaks on it are handsome and full of spiritual energy, like a big dragon. It stands beside the ancestral land of the Golden-haired Rat Clan. With waves of evil energy raging, it is clearly the home of the Golden-haired Rat Clan.
Just as the big hand gradually approached the divine peak, figures flew out one after another, their bodies filled with the aura of decay, but more of them were surrounded by resentment. Looking carefully, there were as many as forty or fifty, all of whom were at the Golden Immortal level.
Masters, but as time goes by, they dare not survive the three disasters, so they seal themselves deep in the spiritual veins and survive, which can be used as the last trump card for their own people.
Now that the Golden-haired Rat Clan is facing a catastrophe, these old antiques finally fly out from the depths of their spiritual veins. The leader of the group, an old antique, is covered in golden hair and has a thin body, with only a pair of golden eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, our Golden-haired Rat Clan has surrendered. From today on, our Golden-haired Rat Clan will retreat to the depths of Luzhou in Beiju, and we will not offend the human race from now on. Is this feasible?" Old Antique's golden eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.
"Want to give in? Want to beg for mercy? Those humans who died in your mouth may be begging you in the same way. Have you let them go?" Yang Guang looked cold, his right hand slowly lowered, the void collapsed, and strong pressure hit Yu Hong and his wife.
Both of them felt frightened.
"Seeking death." After hearing this, Old Antique became furious, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed towards Yang Guang.
"It's the same thing again." Yang Guang pointed with his left hand, and he saw space restrictions appearing one after another around him. A crack appeared in the palm of his right hand, and he could faintly see the fairy energy lingering on the palm of his hand, the five-color divine light flashing, and the strange places.
It seems that billions of stars are visible, and mountains and rivers are visible, as if a world appears before our eyes.
His right hand fell slowly, and the world overturned. The old antiques pressed by the powerful force let out bursts of screams. One after another, the old antiques could not withstand such strong pressure, and either attacked Yang Guang's physical body, or shot into the air.
greeted him with his palm.
Fireworks bloomed one after another in the void, blood spilled on the ground, and the millions of years of accumulation of the Golden-haired Rat Clan were ruined in Yang Guang's hands.
Yu Hong and his wife had been dumbfounded for a long time. Those old antiques burned their essence, blood and soul, and rushed towards Yang Guang one after another. They did not want to kill him, but wanted to seriously injure him, so as to facilitate those who came after.
Unexpectedly, before they could rush in front of the enemy, their physical bodies collapsed, and even their true spirits were not left behind. They were killed one after another, and their deaths were very strange.
Little did they know that a space had been set up around Yang Guang, and the space was full of strong winds. Not to mention Jinxian, even Taiyi was cautious when entering it. These old antiques burned blood essence and mana, and need was an opportunity.
An explosion will occur, and these strong winds will give them a fatal blow.
What others don't know is that in the vast river, there are twelve waves faintly visible, which are absorbing the wisdom of heaven and earth. The twelve palaces in the sea of consciousness shine brightly, so that the hand of God can be activated to set up space restrictions.
, use the power of the universe in the palm of your hand to kill these ancient golden immortals.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful Yang Guang's magic power is and how profound his Taoism is, it is almost impossible to be so calm and calm in the face of these old antiques with a certain death wish.
However, in the eyes of Yu Hong and his wife, the Taoist Motian in front of them was so cruel that he actually wiped out the entire Golden-haired Rat Clan in one breath. From now on, there will probably be no Golden-haired Rat Clan on the land of Beiju Luzhou anymore.
"You have the aura of Jade Xu, are you a disciple of the Chan Cult?" The aura on Yang Guang's body disappeared completely, and above the auspicious clouds, he looked like an ordinary Taoist.
If he hadn't just seen Yang Guang's ferocity, Yu Hong would never have imagined how powerful the man in front of him was.
"Yu Hong (Zhou Rong), a disciple of Jinxia Cave, has met his senior." Yu Hong and his wife did not dare to neglect and hurried forward to pay their respects.
"The great catastrophe is approaching, either you are caught in the catastrophe and have a chance to escape, or you stay in the mountain and wait for the catastrophe to pass. If you haven't thought carefully about it, don't go down the mountain easily." Yang Guang glanced at the couple and said,
He shook his head slightly in his heart. Although he was a side sect, he was still a disciple of a great sect and a flower in the greenhouse. He thought it was a peaceful and prosperous time, but he was still wandering around Luzhou in Beiju. I really don't know how to write the word "death".
Yu Hong and his wife turned pale after hearing this. They could only say yes again and again without daring to refute. This time, they had watched a million-level fight and witnessed the legendary catastrophe. If they didn't pay attention, they would die.
Daoxiao didn't dare to stay anywhere. He just wanted to return to Jinxia Cave and wait for the end of the catastrophe.
When Yang Guang saw this, he just waved his hand and sighed in his heart. If the catastrophe could be avoided, there wouldn't be so many monks on the list of gods in the Battle of the Gods.
