Empress: Husband, are you actually the leader of the Demon Sect?

Chapter 231 Forcibly Killing the God King, Luo Fengzhen Ancient Ancestor!

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

Guan Chen calmly spoke, causing ripples in the entire dead world.

He didn't expect that Gu Xuanyuan was from the ancient clan, and his status was still very high.

Similarly, Gu Xuanyuan did not expect such a thing to happen today.

"My subject bows down to thank the emperor, and please His Majesty the Emperor, give me a chance to redeem my merits!" Gu Xuanyuan kowtowed again, and then suddenly raised his head.

Murderous intent shot out from his eyes, staring straight at Gu Shifeng.

"The whole clan listens to the order, take down Gu Shifeng and Linghu grandson immediately!"

The voice echoed, and all the strong ancient clans in the surrounding Eight Desolation trembled and their complexions changed.

Linghu Sun is the head of the family, and Gu Shifeng is also a member of the ancestral hall, and both of them are in the God King Realm.

Today in this full hall, what happened has completely exceeded their imagination. If they really win the two, what face will the Gu Clan have?

At this moment, the whole audience backed away in horror, and the people who looked at the Eight Desolation forces already showed boundless shock and fear when they looked at Guan Chen.

This young man, what kind of identity and background did he have, to decide the life and death of the two great god kings of the ancient clan at this very moment?
"Don't do it yet!" Gu Xuanyuan shouted.

Finally, the true essence erupted, the Changhong was lifted, and the aura of a large number of strong men rushed in, causing Gu Shifeng to suddenly raise his head, his face distorted and hideous.

He stared at Guan Chen, and suddenly took a step forward, surging the power of the god king, and the storm opened and closed in an instant, shaking away a large number of ancient strong men.

"Old man, no matter who you are, it's not that easy to want my life!"

His aura exploded, and the divine king waved wildly in the world, colliding violently with the golden light, but Guan Chen remained expressionless.

Suddenly, at the position behind the ancient clan, a ray of ancient dust-covered will suddenly rose, and then a big hand that shrouded the sky came tearing up the clouds.

"Bold!"

boom!
The divine sound exploded, overturning everything.

The space collapsed, the divine king's aura turned into dust, Gu Shifeng turned around in shock, all his true essence disintegrated, and was ruthlessly pressed down by the giant palm covering the sky, spewing out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his internal organs were ripped apart!
He looked at this waking will in disbelief, his whole soul trembled crazily, and his sense of fear climbed up, drowning his entire mind.

Similarly, such turbulent waves also frightened others, and they rushed away from the majestic and ancient divine sense aura.

They looked at each other together, and they all felt terrified emotions rolling out.

Wushuang and Liu Bingrou also backed away quickly, their expressions shocked.

"Appeared, the hidden Martial God of the ancient clan!" Liu Bingrou's pupils froze slightly, and his heart trembled.

As the first clan in the world with the longest heritage in the entire Taichu Continent, the ancient clan's heritage is no less than that of Tianshumen, and it is almost on par with Misty Palace.

Rumor has it that the ancient clan has a hidden Martial God, but after so many years, outsiders have never really seen it.

And today, he showed up!

"Old Ancestor Gu Shan, why are you doing this?" Gu Shifeng continued to spurt blood, unable to bear the pressure of that divine will at all, and his divine king collapsed heavily.

I saw cold words resounding in the sky again: "Today's events were all caused by you, and you will bear them all alone."

"This seat now abolishes your 9000-year cultivation base, and you will not be able to leave even the slightest part of your life in confinement!"

The cold words fell, and the supreme power appeared, which made all the guests from the eight wildernesses feel terrified and trembling all over.

The giant palm that covered the sky pressed down horizontally, causing Gu Shifeng to spit out a mouthful of blood again on the spot, his face was in pain, Dao Ji suffered a severe bombardment, and his peak state of the god king collapsed directly to the middle stage of the god king.

Immediately after, the Linghu grandson was also not spared. When he screamed, he was pierced by a chain and wanted to be tied back to the depths of the ancient clan.

Watching this scene, Guan Chen gradually narrowed his eyes, and a sneer suddenly formed at the corner of his mouth.

Others may think that this is the most serious trial for Gu Shifeng, and it is also an explanation from the ancient clan to the emperor.

But Guan Chen is very clear that the awakened divine will doesn't take the identity of other emperors into consideration at all, and it's even just a show.

As for who is he acting for, and who exists in the entire ancient clan, whose seniority is higher than him, he needs to act like this.

Guan Chen didn't know clearly, and didn't bother to figure it out.

But just relying on this, how could he agree to save these two people?
"Wait a minute."

The golden light surged, and Guan Chen's cold words swayed, causing the divine will to pause suddenly, followed by a heavy response: "Does the Emperor have any questions?"

Guan Chen smiled slightly: "You seem to have forgotten that the lives of these two people no longer belong to the ancient clan."

The sound fell, making the audience into silence.

The divine will was silent for a moment, and suddenly it sounded again: "Don't forget, Gu Xuanyuan is your attendant, but this seat is not, and the ancient clan is definitely not under your command."

"You two, you can't move."

Such words spread out, causing Gu Xuanyuan's complexion to change.

Guan Chen finally broke into a grin, and the Mythical Daluo Stele was completely opened and closed in the depths of his mind. The space suddenly burst open, and a sense of boundless killing swept across the entire world.

boom!
The yin and yang rebelled, and the sky and the earth turned into darkness. Everyone in the audience was overwhelmed by a terrifying and heretical martial arts power, and they couldn't breathe, and their bodies fell down on the spot.

With a horrified expression on his face, he saw a figure slowly walking out of the space from the corner of his vision.

His head was full of white silk dancing wildly, his face was abnormally stern, and his dark eyes were full of boundless killing intent.

The moment he stepped out, he controlled all the auras in the audience, causing Gu Shan Patriarch's spiritual will to tremble violently.

Gu Shifeng and Linghusun suddenly turned their heads to look, with indescribable horror on their expressions.

"Wu... Wushen?!"

Guan Chen stared at him indifferently, following the terrifying scream, Luo Feng Guiwushen had already taken a step forward.

The light in his palm burst out, and the black line ran through everything, causing everyone in the entire audience to fall into endless darkness.

rumbling...

The space ruptured, the line of sight distorted, and the ears exploded.

The black thread shattered and shattered the aura and spiritual sense of Gu Shan Patriarch in an instant, until Luo Feng Guiwushen came to Gu Shifeng expressionlessly.

Gently raised his hand and put it on his forehead, so that in his eyes of fear, all life fluctuations were annihilated on the spot.

He stared with unbelievable pupils, and in this horrified storm, he was ruthlessly obliterated by Luo Feng Guiwushen, like a flick of a finger, death happened only in an instant.

"stop!"

The ancient ancestor of the mountain once again set off monstrous divine thoughts, and a heresy and terrifying power swirled in, but the moment Luo Feng Guiwushen raised his head indifferently, he fell apart in an instant!
He looked at it ruthlessly, as if a hole had destroyed all distance and space, making Gu Shan Patriarch himself feel the endless cold air coming from him.

His eyes, which are full of old age, have shrunk sharply. It is unbelievable that the fluctuation of the power of the Martial God is so ancient that it is outrageous!

(End of this chapter)