Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1851 Surrender or Death

Outside, the crowd looked at the sky blankly, because in their sight, Dao Wu had disappeared.

The huge black hole has also disappeared.

However, Fang Yi still stretched out a palm. That palm seemed ordinary, but it gave people a mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if it directly crossed the space.

Of course, it's just a feeling.

Other than that, they didn't see any visions, and the imaginary real dragon's claw didn't appear, as if it was really just a bland palm, and there was no disturbance in the surroundings, and the crowd was at a loss.

But the next moment, the black hole that originally disappeared condensed again.

A huge real dragon's claw protruded from it.

Accompanied by an incomparably shrill scream, it turned out that on the huge real dragon's claw, there was a figure like a dead dog, howling in despair, with a face full of fear.

Needless to say, that figure was Dao Wu.

Uh--

The crowd couldn't help gasping, their pupils widened.

The majestic deputy lord of the Heavenly Killing Sect, a peerless powerhouse at the second level of the Fusion Realm, is like a chicken in Fang Yi's hands, without even a chance to escape.

At this moment, everyone looked at Fang Yi with awe.

The purple-backed bear king was even paler, dripping with cold sweat, and drenched all over, as if he had been scooped out of the water.

Even his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

Especially when he heard Dao Wu's heart-piercing howls and begging for mercy, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, causing his whole body to almost completely collapse. He wanted to escape, but his legs But it seems to be filled with lead.

But then, the shrill howling stopped abruptly, because... Dao Wu had no life left.

The whole world seemed to be still, and there was no sound at all.

In the world, it seemed that only the domineering figure was left.

The crowd is like stone sculptures, not even daring to let out the atmosphere, and the days are like years.

This is especially true for the Purple Backed Bear King.

When Fang Yi's eyes swept over, his tower-like body trembled as if it was about to collapse.

"You...what do you want to do!" He looked flustered, and stepped back unconsciously. The majestic demon king of a generation, the peerless powerhouse in the combined state, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the crowd would definitely not be able to believe this scene.

However, the facts lay before us.

Even if Dao Wu was beheaded, let alone the Purple Backed Bear King, his behavior is not difficult to understand.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yi stepped forward step by step, and a huge coercion swept out like giant peaks.

Countless dragon shadows wrapped around him, making him seem like a real dragon emperor.

It also made the purple-backed bear king no longer able to hold on, and his huge body bowed down with a "boom".

The monsters in the Prayer Valley were crawling on the ground, not daring to move.

The power of the real dragon is not something they can resist.

"Because you were honest just now, I will save your life. Go back and tell Laojun Qiling that I will come to Tianhuixing in a few days. Surrender or die. There are two ways. Think carefully before choosing."

The domineering voice echoed throughout the world.

The crowd looked at each other in shock.

Laojun Qiling is the demon emperor of the Qiling Valley, a supreme being whose strength is comparable to the head of the Heavenly Killing Sect.

Rule the entire Tianhuixing, dominate one side.

Now, Fang Yi actually threatened to come to Tianhuixing, and made such a choice, this arrogance, if they hadn't heard it with their own ears, how could they believe it.

The Purple-Backed Bear King was also stunned, and was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to answer.

"What? Still not leaving? Are you still waiting for me to send you off!"

But then, the faint voice came again, which made him tremble all over.

"Okay! I will definitely bring it."

"go!"

Immediately, he responded quickly, and then left in a hurry.

All the monsters in Prayer Valley also fled one by one, billowing up smoke and dust.

Without Fang Yi's order, the Shura army did not stop him.

The disciples of the other two sects obviously also wanted to flee the scene at this moment, but no one dared to take that step first, because Fang Yi had frightened them out of courage. At this moment, they all looked at Fang Yi eagerly, hoping to be able to Get away with it.

But unfortunately, Fang Yi is not the savior.

The reason why he let the Prayer Valley and his party go was because he could feel the fear of those monsters, the fear from the soul, and the awe.

With the soul of the real dragon, it might be possible to subdue these monsters.

Moreover, it can also divide the three major sects.

and so……

What's more, it's not worth mentioning to him whether to let go of a few monsters.

But these people in front of me...

"Kill!" The cold voice pronounced the sentence like a god of death.

Immediately, a massacre ensues.

However, Fang Yi did not participate in it, these people were no longer worthy of his action, he just watched all this indifferently, even if the disciples of the two major sects fled, he would not be moved, because this was a battle belonging to the Asura Hall.

The war ended quickly, and it was almost a one-sided massacre.

Both Dao Wu and the red-haired old monster have fallen. Under the huge shadow, how can the disciples of the two sects show their strong combat power.

One by one, they fled desperately.

But after all, only a few can escape, and seven or eight out of ten will fall.

The three major sects besieged Shura Palace, and the end result was like this, I am afraid that no one has ever thought of it.

This battle will surely shake countless surrounding planets, even the entire chaotic star field.

"I've seen Saint Asura!"

At the end of the battle, a group of Asura Hall disciples faced Fang Yi again, their eyes full of excitement and excitement.

Fang Yi's dominance and strength undoubtedly infected them and made their blood boil.

Even the eyes of the crowd watching from afar became incomparably hot, especially Xu Fei and Zhao Rong, who opened their mouths wide open and were so shocked that they didn't know what to say.

Immediately, the two looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds.

There are many others like them, and it seems that they all have a deep desire for the Shura Palace.

Fang Yi couldn't help but glanced at the crowd.

Sensing his gaze, the crowd couldn't help but change their expressions, revealing fear. Fortunately, he then withdrew his gaze. These are just ordinary explorers, so naturally he won't implicate innocent people.

"It's all gone!" Yuming Shura understood and said loudly.

The crowd is also expecting an amnesty.

Desires belong to desires, but the strength of Fang Yi and Shura Temple still makes them feel great pressure.

"Big brother! You are too powerful." The crowd dispersed, and at this moment, Xiaoman's figure slowly emerged. The huge vines really surprised everyone in Shura Hall.

But when he saw the little girl who was carved in pink and jade, he couldn't help but froze.

"You are good too! Thank you, and your friends!" Fang Yi said with a smile.

As if responding to his words, countless spirits of plants and trees danced in the wind, as if they were cheering.

The disciples of Shura Palace were stunned when they saw it, and suddenly realized in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)