The beginning of the eternity, the supreme villain, the ancestor

Chapter 72 You Should Go To Hell
Everyone in the Mingmogu tribe was talking about it.

Stay out of the way.

Xuanyuan Bugui looked at his daughter beside him, and asked, "Ningxue, what's your relationship with Su Ming?"

"It doesn't matter."

"I already know that Su Ming killed everyone in the six ancient clans, except our ancient Mingmo clan."

Xuanyuan Ningxue did not speak.

She became more or less interested in this Su Ming.

but.

The patriarchs of the six ancient clans gathered together, and there were dozens of elders, let alone besieging and killing together, even a random person could easily obliterate Su Ming.

Is the Void Transformation Realm qualified to provoke the six ancient clans?

Totally kidding.

Su Ming's spiritual sense transmitted sound to Li Juehen and Shi Mu, telling them not to help him.

There is no need to sacrifice in vain.

"Su Ming, you kill all the members of the Ancient Ten Thousand Buddhas Clan. I would like to advise you, just be obedient and catch them, and follow us back to the Ancient Ten Thousand Buddhas Clan. My Buddha is merciful, and maybe you can escape."

The Patriarch of the Wanfo Ancient Clan clasped his hands together, with a look of compassion on his face, those who don't know will really be deceived.

"Follow you back?"

With a face full of sarcasm, Su Ming didn't believe that the Ancient Ten Thousand Buddhas had such good intentions.

If he really followed him back, would he still be able to leave the Ancient Ten Thousand Buddhas alive?
Su Ming laughed, and said sarcastically: "The old bald donkey is the old bald donkey, full of benevolence and morality, but they are actually a group of sanctimonious hypocrites, garbage, human scum, old bald donkeys like you should go to hell."

"Amitabha, since benefactor Su is shameless, then I, the Ancient Ten Thousand Buddhas, will not be polite."

The six patriarchs are all emperors, and all the elders are heavens.

The black clothes floated, and Su Ming's eyes gradually turned cold.

Looking indifferently at all the people of the six ancient clans in front of him, Su Ming didn't have the slightest fear even facing the six powerful emperors at the same time.

"You three dogs, you knelt down and learned how to crawl like a dog before, but you still dared to be mean. It seems that if you don't kill you, it's outrageous."

"presumptuous!"

"What are you, dare to be arrogant in front of us, just rely on you?"

Angry roars sounded one after another, and the people of the six ancient clans were extremely furious.

Su Ming is too arrogant.

If Su Ming killed three people in front of the six ancient clans, the six ancient clans could choose to destroy themselves.

"Curse!"

The icy voice seemed to come from hell, and with thunderclaps resounding through the void, the endless thunderclouds began to roll crazily.

No more nonsense, this battle is inevitable.

In everyone's shocked eyes, endless thunder and lightning swept over, covering the entire void.

"Humph!"

With a heavy cold snort, the aura erupting from the six emperors stacked up layer by layer to form an enchantment, which cannot be broken by any thunder calamity.

"Kill, I want to use Su Ming's order to pay homage to the spirits of the ten members of my ancient Longxiang clan who are in heaven."

Thunderclouds in the void boiled all over the sky, rolling upside down the entire sky, covering the sky and covering the sun. Thunder roared, and Thunder Tribulation rolled with murderous intent. Su Ming stood in the void, looking at everyone indifferently.

hum!
An incomparable magic breath surged out, and the ancient magic tablet appeared behind Su Ming, and it began to rise crazily, reaching hundreds of feet in a blink of an eye.

The Baizhang Demon Stele stood erect in the void, and the endless demonic aura accompanied by the howl of Thunder Calamity, roared wildly upwards.

"I use myself to transform into a demon tablet, to kill gods and Buddhas!"

The voice just fell.

Su Ming's figure gradually disappeared, and he actually began to merge into the ancient magic tablet. His ten thousand-zhang body stood proudly between the sky and the earth, and the endless magic breath crazily swept around, and the terrifying thunder calamity swept across the entire void.

The body of the demon stele turned into Su Ming's true self, and the evil eyes opened, releasing two shocking rays of light, which broke through layers of thunder tombs and directly covered the earth.

The funeral pen in his hand began to draw in the void.

A sound of dragon chants raised its head to the sky and roared.

Accompanied by waves of domineering power, it began to come out crazily and violently. The endless magic breath, dragon power, and evil eye power continued to superimpose, raging the vast void at will.

boom!
There was an earth-shattering riot in the entire world, and the domineering momentum began to sweep the entire world, tearing apart the surrounding space.

"Patriarch, that is the ancient magic tablet, the most precious treasure of the magic way, and it will appear in Donghuang. Do we want to snatch it?"

Waving his hands, Xuanyuan Bugui shook his head, and said, "The Primordial Demon Tablet, as the most precious treasure of the Demon Dao, chose Su Ming as its host. From now on, we, the Ancient Nether Demon Clan, will no longer be enemies of this person."

"Yes."

"Father, is that really the ancient magic tablet?"

"Well, it is said that the Primordial Demon Tablet has the power to destroy the world, but now this person is able to transform the Demon Tablet by himself. It seems that he has been recognized by the Primordial Demon Tablet. If this child does not die, he will become a great weapon in the future."

Xuanyuan Ningxue was very surprised. She knew her father's character best. She was an invincible father. Throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness, few people could get into his eyes, but she never thought that his father had such a high opinion of Su Ming.

"Stop this kid quickly."

The Patriarch of the Wanfo Ancient Clan's complexion changed completely. The Buddha and the devil were facing each other. He knew the meaning of the magic tablet behind Su Ming. It turned out to be the legendary ancient magic tablet.

The six patriarchs and dozens of elders shot at the same time, forming a huge enchantment air shield, forming a huge sword all over the body, exuding a terrifying power that makes people palpitate, and directly locked on to Su Ming.

The killing intent of the sky-reaching giant sword shook the sky, and the sword qi raged wantonly in the sky, and the endless roar resounded through the entire void.

The might of the sword is unmatched in the world, and it looks down on the sky!
Feeling such a terrifying power sweeping in, people from the Futu Ancient Clan and the Ming Mogu Clan retreated back again and again. All the powerful members of the six ancient clans joined forces, and their power was quite terrifying. Who in the same level could contend?

Is there any suspense in this battle?

No.

There is not even a trace of suspense.

the reason is simple.

The gap between the Void Transformation Realm and the Heavenly Sovereign, or even the Sovereign Emperor, is there. The two are not on the same level at all. It can be said that even if Su Ming is extremely talented and holds the ancient magic tablet in his hand, it cannot make up for it. The absolute difference in realm.

Not to mention the current Su Ming, even if Su Ming has already broken through to the Venerable Realm, facing such a terrifying alliance, he can only be caught without a fight, and the result will undoubtedly be death.

A dragon chant resounded through the void, Su Ming merged with the ancient magic tablet, and the violent magic breath gushed out violently, shaking the surrounding space.

The evil eyes that opened the eyes exuded a palpitating and terrifying aura.

All the power is gathered in the broken burial brush in his hand, and at the same time, he casts the supernatural power of heaven's punishment. The tumbling power makes the space collapse, and the endless black hole swallows the entire void.

Rumble!
The Burial Pen in Su Ming's hand seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties, forming a whirlpool of killing intent that enveloped the void in front of him, and he began to write in the void.

One sum, one sum, another sum!
"Stop him quickly!"

"All gather strength, and I will perform the ancient law of ten thousand Buddhas!"

(End of this chapter)