At this time, all the living beings in the Ten Thousand Clans were as silent as a cicada, not daring to act rashly!
The most powerful people in the semi-holy realm among all the races have died in blood. Facing the three figures of the Holy Lord of Tianchi, the Great God King and the Demon Lord, they dare not move!
In this era when saints are nowhere to be seen, half-saints are already almost the top combat power in the world!
Although there are ancient saints among all races who are resurrecting, no one can say clearly when they will revive.
Moreover, it is still unknown whether any of these ancient saints have lived for an incomparably long time, even if they recover their physical functions!
The hearts of all the people among the tribes have gone cold. They understand the current situation very clearly. Even the semi-saints have fallen, let alone them!
There are several powerful men at the level of Heavenly Lords of Ten Thousand Races, whose eyes flicker and flicker!
"Didn't you say that the human race is weak in this life?"
They were very happy in their hearts. Fortunately, they did not take action. Otherwise, these powerful human beings would have smashed them to pieces in an instant!
The creatures of all races began to retreat, they did not want to stay here for a long time!
Because they know that the human race has stabilized the situation today!
Soon, the creatures of all races retreated like a tide, and they had the same idea in their hearts!
Moreover, the human demon body has no hatred towards them. They have just recovered, and the most important thing now is to recuperate!
However, there are still some creatures of all races staying here, because the battle there with the demon body is not over yet!
A shocking killing array rose from the ground in the Tianchi Holy Land. Yang Bufan began to check the terrain a long time ago, buried piles of crystal stones, and carefully carved out a killing array with an extremely strong killing atmosphere!
All along, Yang Bufan never dared to show any signs of neglect on the path of spiritual practice.
While he has understood all the treasures in his body to the extreme, he has also studied the battle tactics extremely well, but he rarely exposes them!
"Here, I am the master!"
Yang Bufan's voice came out from the killing array, solemn and sharp, like a god!
At this time, the formation was completely invisible, and the sky was filled with murderous aura, blocking people's sight.
People just feel that the extremely thick smell of blood is constantly coming out, which is disgusting!
The roars and screams of the twelve statues resounded throughout the sky!
The people outside were trembling with fear, with horror on their faces, because they saw blood energy exploding one after another, like a strange flower!
They only vaguely saw a young figure, like a master, with a chaotic vision behind him. He was carrying the flowing chaos energy and suppressing it forward!
Wherever that figure passes, countless blood flowers will bloom, which is extremely tragic!
This figure is naturally Yang Bufan!
"Spare me, I listened to Yunbin's slander and shouldn't be hostile to you!"
Finally, one of the Venerables began to pray for forgiveness with a trembling voice. People could hear that he seemed to be frightened and extremely frightened!
"You bullied me when I was young, and you said you wanted to take my life, but now you want to beg for my forgiveness, it's better to die!" Yang Bufan's voice came out.
At the same time, a head was exploded by his kick, and the figure quickly fell down!
Yang Bufan grabbed the weak primordial spirit, and without any mercy, he smashed it up!
"We must unite and rush out together!" Venerable Caihua roared.
He watched the figures being killed and falling one after another. He was anxious. At this moment, he had horrific wounds on his body. He was tortured by this killing array and was suffering unspeakably!
He has never seen such a fierce killing aura, which directly suppressed him and made him unable to move!
When a group of rampaging sages heard the voice of the venerable Caihua, they immediately stood together, trying to gather all their strength and rush out.
They know very well in their hearts that if they don't concentrate their strength at this moment, they may be in danger!
"Boom!"
The remaining sages used all their power, gathered it together, and attacked the killing array!
After a huge noise, the killing array continued to shake, and even the brilliance dimmed!
The venerables in the killing array were overjoyed. They finally saw hope, and then launched another attack, hoping to break through the killing array in one fell swoop!
How could Yang Bufan let them attack? He stretched out his body and came with a vision!
He kept coughing out blood from his mouth. Because his Daoji was injured, he ignored it and tried his best to kill these people!
Behind him, there was nothingness, only the surging chaotic energy, but there was an amazing breath!
"kill!"
Yang Bufan shouted angrily. No words could express the anger and hatred in his heart. Only a killing spree could calm him down!
His whole body was full of momentum, and all the treasures surged through his body, bursting out with amazing power!
"boom!"
He rushed into the crowd and punched out, and the chest of a respected man immediately exploded with blood, the front and back were translucent, and his heart was exploded by the punch!
That Venerable's eyes were full of unwillingness until his death. He had experienced countless battles, but he never imagined that he would die here today!
"kill!"
There were only seven venerables left in the field at this time. In just a short time, nearly half of the twelve venerables were killed or injured, which made them extremely frightened!
They roared together and shot at Yang Bufan, trying to kill him!
The seven venerables understood that as long as the demonic body was killed, the killing formation would be destroyed!
When these venerables thought of this, they went crazy. They tried their best and spent their whole life's cultivation to attack Yang Bufan together!
"puff!"
Yang Bufan spat out a mouthful of blood again. The attacks launched by the seven sages were so terrifying that it was difficult for him to withstand them for a moment!
He was besieged and covered in blood, both from his enemies and from his own!
At this moment, Yang Bufan's eyes turned red, like a wounded ferocious beast, and his whole body was full of ferocity. Either you die or I die!
The laws of heaven and earth surged, and he used the most powerful magic!
In an instant, an astonishing aura swept over the sky and covered the earth, like a heavenly emperor slowly descending!
Outside, the hands of the little monk, witch, and a group of little bandits were all sweaty, and they looked nervously inside the killing array.
No matter how strong Yang Bufan is, there is no way he can deal with so many venerables!
Although he has the Qian Zi Jue, it can temporarily increase his combat power.
However, no one knows the side effects of Qianzi Jue better than them. They are very afraid that once Qianzi Jue fails, Yang Bufan will be at the mercy of others!
The Saint of Tianchi, the Great God King and the Demon Lord stood at different positions in the sky, exuding powerful auras that suppressed every creature that was about to move!
They did not help Yang Bufan. They understood that only in desperate situations can people unleash their unparalleled potential!
Young City Lord Luo Tong's aura was still astonishing, and the majestic magic was blooming and then exploding.
A terrifying battle was also going on there, with everyone fighting together with red eyes!
In a corner in the distance, a figure stood there, looking at the battlefield where Luo Tong was, with a trace of melancholy appearing inadvertently between his eyebrows!
That figure looked very desolate, looking here, extremely worried, but he didn't take action!
This man is the lord of Linling City, Luo Tong’s father!
His son is fighting bloody battles at the front. There is no father whose heart is not bleeding. Who wants to see his son like this?
However, he believed in his son, the child who grew up beside him!
A trace of sadness spread from the city lord. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
"Hahahaha, no one can restrain me, and no one can control me!"
Luo Tong's loud laughter reached everyone's ears, so heroic!
However, the same emotion arose in people's hearts. They felt that Luo Tong's laughter was extremely depressing, with an unwillingness to express it, as if the suppression for many years was finally released at this moment!
When the Lord of Linling City heard this, he couldn't help but burst into tears!
At this moment, he is just a father!
People who know Luo Tong can't help but have a lot of thoughts. Luo Tong, the young city lord who has always been gentle and elegant, may also have many unknown pains in his heart!
The little monk looked at Luo Tong intently. After a long time, he sighed softly and understood that Luo Tong was probably also a person with stories!
"You all die..."
Yang Bufan roared angrily, with murderous intent all over his body. He was finally able to fight against those who were hostile to him.
All his unwillingness and grievances turned into roars this time!
He held the broken sword upside down, and blood drops continued to drip from the broken sword, which was frightening!
"puff!"
Yang Bufan raised his hand to cut off the head of a respected man, and then kicked it to explode. In the killing array, Yang Bufan felt as if he had walked out of hell and reaped the life without mercy!
Venerable Caihua kept retreating. One of his arms was missing. A bloody wound as big as a bowl was exposed on his shoulder. Yang Bufan tore off one of his arms forcefully!
And Yang Bufan paid a huge price. A large piece of flesh and bone disappeared from his chest, and was snatched away by Master Caihua!
Yang Bufan was bleeding profusely, and the blood in his body was about to dry up!
However, he ignored it and walked forward step by step, his eyes fierce and sharp, vowing to kill everyone!
The still-living venerables were completely frightened. They yelled that Yang Bufan was a madman, while the other side tried their best to rush out!
This is completely a life-for-life style of play!
It's hard to imagine how tenacious Yang Bufan's willpower must be. If an ordinary person was so seriously injured, he would probably have fallen into a pool of blood.
At this time, there were only three venerables left in the field. There were corpses everywhere on the ground, and blood gathered together and flowed like a river!
Seeing this scene, not to mention the three remaining venerables, even the onlookers from the outside were all as cold as ice, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar!
"Kill...god!"
Some of the onlookers trembled and said, his whole body was trembling, and his trembling fingers pointed at Yang Bufan!
Yang Bufan's blood-covered figure was completely imprinted in their hearts, becoming a lingering shadow that they couldn't shake!
In the world of monks, everyone’s hands are stained with blood, and everyone crawls out of the dead!
However, this was the first time they had seen such a scene!
There were heads everywhere on the ground, and the corpses fell to the ground, making big craters one after another.
The pit was so full of blood that it even flowed outside, like a river!
This scene has become a nightmare that will last their entire lives! This chapter has been completed!