God of Undead

Chapter 812 The Butcher of Heaven and Earth
In the sky above the ancestral land of the Beast Clan, an old Zhenyu emerged, a living god-level existence, which cast the monstrous divine arts of the Zhenyu lineage, and sent down endless sound waves, shattering everything in this inherited land.

Millions of living beings were shattered in the wave of sound waves. Before they died, their faces showed unwillingness, anger, and despair. Hundreds of years ago, this lord visited the clan and promised to protect the beasts forever family...

"Ah! You bastards are devoid of conscience!"

"Old dog Anzhong, you have vained the loyalty of my demon dog clan for generations, and now you actually lead the tribe of the god clan to obliterate our clan's heritage. You will never die!"

On the territory of the Demon Dog Clan, facing the massacre of the former masters, even two masters who were about to complete their realm were bloody killed in the first wave of attack.

Those old men of the Demon Dog Clan roared ferociously, sad and angry, and rumors were spread all over the world that the Demon Dog Clan was the most loyal minion of the Tengu Clan of Dark Sun God Mountain.

In the past, this was a kind of humiliation, but now it is a great irony. Facing the most loyal servant, the Lord of Shenshan personally suppressed and killed him without mercy.

"Since you are a servant, you must have the awareness to dedicate yourself to the Lord. Rest in peace..."

In the high sky of this territory, a huge shadow shrouded in dark light loomed faintly, and those pair of pupils were like two dark black suns.

boom!
The next moment, the Dark Sun Scepter, the ancestral tool of the Sun Devouring God Mountain, slammed down, bursting out with killing light that wiped out everything, and the entire territory of the Demon Dog Clan instantly became ruins sunken underground.

Those last old guys were all wiped out in this powerful divine treasure of the lord.

The dark giant shadow, carrying the dark sun scepter and the strong man of the mountain, left indifferently. The "seedlings" of the magic dog lineage had already been collected by the old lady before, and there was nothing worth commemorating.

Several other great protoss inheritances also launched a diffuse bloodbath with their own sacred mountain as the core. They are lawless and have no mercy in their eyes, because that is the will of the supreme being, and no one can stop it.

Soon, in the killing lineup, hundreds of millions of creatures saw a few familiar figures, and the previous giants, including Lao Long, also became a member of the Butcher of Heaven and Earth.

hum!
A big bell descended from the sky above the ancestral land of a great clan, and the revival of the divine weapon erupted like a blow from a god. Amidst the terrifying bell, Taoism roared, and divine light hung down from the sky, pushing this great clan into the abyss of despair and destruction.

In the sky, it was a Taoist, wearing a Taoist robe in the style of ancient times, with a thin and old face, full of vicissitudes of time.

"Master Zhong!"

Some creatures recognized this terrifying existence in ancient times through the memory in ancient books. The era when Daoist Zhong proved his way was about the middle of ancient times. He lived until the end of ancient times and participated in the war between gods and demons. A great way to live forever.

In this life, he was resurrected again, and that brass bell was his divine weapon. At this moment, it became a butcher's knife to destroy the world, swinging it indiscriminately in all directions.

The small world of the ancient ruins has already collapsed, and it was refined by Zhong Daoren himself. The endless native creatures were all compressed in the small world, turned into pus and blood, and became the nourishment of the spirit snow tree.

Daoist Zhong ended the "ranch" with his own hands, but such actions caused a warning from the emperor in the sky.

"After the opening of the new world, you can get the nourishment of the vigorous growth of the new world. Don't take the opportunity to collect a lot of blood to strengthen your body. You can only devour some to replenish your physical strength!"

That Emperor Huangtian wasn't just scolding him for destroying that small world, but he was not allowing it to take the opportunity to gather the rising blood mist in the air on a large scale.

This is the driving force for a new cycle!

"Yes!" Taoist Zhong nodded earnestly, and resentfully gave up the endless blood that evaporated into the air after the destruction of this great clan, and turned around to rush to another group.

Puff puff!
In the Yunling Mountains, a group of scatterers were lurking and fleeing for their lives. Suddenly, everyone exploded and fell into the broken space.

A huge black pterosaur figure immediately emerged with space turbulence, followed by several god elders, and a small group of innate creatures including the nine-tailed fox.

The Black Dragon Territory has now become a ruin. There are no towering pavilions, and the haze has dissipated, leaving only desolate dust and remnant rocks and broken walls.

It was Taixu Gulong and the old gods who personally destroyed that special area with hundreds of millions of living beings, and these people around them were the lucky ones who obtained the Seal of All Beings.

Of the hundreds of millions of souls, only less than a hundred people walked out of there. A few days ago, the countless strong men there were eager to follow Lord Dragon God to rule this world and enjoy the supreme glory.

But in the end, the glory was not obtained, but it was this lord who personally sent them to the underworld. Unwilling and angry, they were all drowned in the thick blood cloud over the Black Dragon Territory.

In another territory, the old dragon and the strong man of Shenlong Island were also killing endlessly. The three ancients existed before, and they had secretly plotted to deal with the Lord Huangtian, but later realized that it was a dream.

After waking up from the dream, the three beings became the lord's subordinates. Except for the most "efficient" butchers of the three demon gods, they had combat power far superior to ordinary god-level beings, and they were originally invincible in the world.

The lineup of butchers is expanding step by step, and the new entrants are all the most powerful creatures in the world.

This accelerated the pace of the skyrocketing blood tide. Countless monks ran for their lives in grief, using all methods of teleportation arrays and magic weapons to defend the sky.

But it didn't help at all, even if they escaped from the area where the blood killing was advancing, what was waiting for them was just to live a little longer.

Heavenly Phoenix Mountain.

Above the Divine Phoenix Palace, the mountain lord Feng Wu manifested, holding the divine phoenix hairpin, and all the creatures of the Phoenix clan were waiting for her decision. At this moment, the killing and threats have not yet spread to the depths of the spiritual domain, but it is only a matter of time .

"Is there anyone who wants to submit to that emperor? If so, you can leave on your own."

Feng Wu's voice is indifferent. Today's Feng Clan has long been severely divided, with different human natures. The Jinwu Clan harbors evil intentions. Some old gods are looking forward to the birth of those "true phoenixes" in the True Phoenix Realm to revive the Feng Clan and drive away Feng Yue. The entire Feng Clan is no longer dominated by her will.

At this moment, just from the division of the standing area, it can be seen that the Phoenix clan is divided. Behind her are several elders including Tianhuo and Qinghong. The elders of the Jinwu clan and the Huofeng clan have come together. The large number of gods and elders are vacillating. They are more willing to let those "true phoenixes" come to the Great Phoenix Clan. Neither the Golden Crow Clan is in power, nor is Fengyue's mighty Suzaku alone.

But there is no doubt that these two groups of people have already made a choice, and now they are waiting for that lord's subordinates to gather them up, but they don't want to take the initiative to surrender because of the superior stature of the Feng clan in the past.

"Shanzhu, do we still have a choice? Many protoss inheritances have already fallen. The trend of the times, even if the gods are alive, can't change anything!"

The imperishable old Golden Crow of the Golden Crow tribe said even more in a cold voice. There are huge differences of opinion internally, but externally, they don't think there is anything to discuss about this matter.

That Emperor Huangtian has never shown his abilities so far, but the various manifestations now, the more he thinks about it, the more terrifying he is.

The blood-colored fairy light that spread across the entire world brought out the six realms of reincarnation. Can an existence that can control all the laws and ways of the heavens really be able to fight against it?

I'm afraid that even those eternal saints, or even the return of Chaos Faerie, may not be able to compete with them. Being looked down upon by such a being, there is no other choice but to surrender.

At this moment, Huangtian presides over the overall situation of the world, and seems to have no time to be distracted by other things, but there is a witch leading the demon, acting as a butcher knife for it, and a demon god sitting in command. With the defection of many protoss inheritance, plus the three ancient antiques, even if the Feng clan fell No matter how hard you try, you can't pass this level.

"There is a way out, but the future of that road is uncertain and full of unknowns. The only advantage is that you will not be reduced to a bird in a cage. I will not force you to go." Feng Wu said lightly, telling the creatures of the Feng clan something.

"Mountain Master!" Behind him, Qinghong Patriarch looked sad, and hoped that the Mountain Master would be more iron-blooded and take these guys away too, so as not to let them fall into the eternal hell, after all, they are all creatures of the same clan.

"Forget it, Qingzu, people have different hearts, and some things can't be forced." Feng Wu shook her head, naturally knowing what Qinghong wanted to say.

"Alas..." Tianhuo sighed, and looked at the creatures of the Fire Phoenix Clan with complicated eyes, including the Clan Master, they had already stood with the Jinwu Clan, and their wishes were self-evident.

"Hehe, if the mountain master wants to fight, I can only pray for you, but I still hope that the divine phoenix hairpin will be left behind. This is the ancestral artifact of the Feng clan, and it should be kept in the hands of most people!"

The most dazzling old sun of the Jinwu tribe snorted coldly, now that the conflict has intensified, there is no need to hide anything anymore.

It knows that Feng Wu and the others still have some ways to go, but it doesn't think that if they continue to fight like that, there will be no chance. The whole world will be destroyed.

"Come and try if you want?"

Feng Wu's eyes turned cold, and in an instant, the whole body erupted with a crimson sheen, that kind of majesty that wiped out the world, instantly permeated, and the clouds around the entire Heavenly Phoenix Mountain were burnt fiery red.

All the creatures of the Feng Clan were horrified. The Mountain Lord hadn't performed miracles for a long time, and now he seemed to be more terrifying than before. This was probably related to that ancient red bird.

Even the Patriarch of the Golden Crow felt a pressure in an instant. He is also at the god level, and his existence is older than all the creatures of the Feng Clan. However, there seems to be a big gap between him and this rising star of the Feng Clan. .

"What is the meaning of the owner of the mountain? Do you want to take the lead in killing each other?" The owner of the Huofeng clan frowned. They all knew Feng Wu well. This woman was by no means a weak person, but they didn't expect that she would be so cold and severe.

"Stop talking nonsense, what you are going to do has nothing to do with us, but the supreme majesty of the Feng clan cannot be desecrated, and the true blood left by Shen Fengchai and Zu Feng will be taken away by me!"

Feng Wu spoke out indifferently, and did not show any face to the Huofeng Clan Lord. There is no room for negotiation on this matter. The road is very difficult, hope is slim, and it is full of unknowns. These two important things of the Feng Clan must be taken away .

"Huh! What a big tone, I really thought we were afraid of you!" The Jinwu patriarch was furious. They have the most elders on their side, and people from another force would definitely not allow Feng Wu to combine the ancestors with the ancestors. Ancestral blood away.

Sure enough, those old gods who are obsessed with the True Phoenix Project also have cold eyes. Now that they have broken up, they naturally have to make plans for their future.

(End of this chapter)