God-level Perspective

   Chapter 1493 Wild and domineering, Zhantian Patriarch!

   The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-seventh chapters are wild and domineering, the ancestor of Zhantian!

   Listening to the terrifying sound of killing from the mouths of the group of young people, the world is shaking, and the world of Jiuyou City is sending a deep sense of shock!

In the sky above Jiuyoutai, that group of young geniuses who dared to fight even in the face of the terrifying powerhouses at the moment made the people around the world feel deeply. The terrifying bellicose will of the war clan!

   At this moment, the eyes of the powerhouses of the Qin Clan and the Array Clan flickered. If the Zhan Clan joined in, then even if they fought today, they would not have any worries!

  The Qin Clan, the Array Clan, and the War Clan, the power of the three major races, and the two great powers of the Twelve Temples of the Universe and the Yaochi, what fear would there be?

The powerhouses in the Twelve Qiankun Temple were furious. These young people who came to Jiuyou City were completely ignoring them in the Twelve Qiankun Temple. They wanted them to be buried. Such arrogant words against the sky, they were sent to the Qiankun Ten Temples. Where is the majesty of the second hall?

Holy Emperor Yiyao's eyes flickered slightly, the young man imprisoned on the Jiuyou Terrace actually had such a powerful energy that the Qin Clan did not hesitate to use the power of almost the entire clan to dispatch, and the Zhen Clan even dispatched for him. The terrifying power of almost the whole family came for him one after another, pointing at Jiuyou City!

At this moment, even the warlike and powerful race of the Zhan Clan has also joined in. This is the power of the three major races. Even if the Twelve Qiankun Temple is united with Yaochi, facing the terrifying power of these three races, I am afraid it will not be able to account for it. What a bargain!

At this moment, the practitioners who were watching the battle outside the city were also shocked. One Ye Han, a young man who was not very famous before the marriage of Yaochi and the Twelve Qiankun Temple, after the marriage of Yaochi and the Twelve Qiankun Temple, a Fight to become famous all over the world!

   But, even so, no one thought that he, who was imprisoned on Jiuyoutai and was tortured at this moment, had such a powerful energy that the three major races came to Jiuyou City for him!

   At this moment, these three major races came to protect him, can they save him from the hands of the Twelve Qiankun Temple and Yaochi?

"Huh, I didn't expect that the energy behind Ye Han would be so terrifying. Moving him alone would cause the three major races to come to Jiuyou City together!" A shocking aura spread outside the city. All eyes, at this moment, are closely watching the tense atmosphere that pervades the sky above Jiuyoutai.

   As the arrogant words of the war clan youth spread all over the world, the war atmosphere that was about to start has become more and more nervous!

   "Zhan Wushuang, you... are you looking for death?"

In the twilight, a sullen voice sounded from the mouth of Ye Tianwang. The sword of the emperor in his hand seemed to be about to fight Wushuang with his hands at this moment. Taking his head on his neck, is he worthy of fighting Wushuang? ?

"Yegucheng, you dare to touch my brother. Today, my Zhanzu Erlang is here. Even if all my life is lost in this Jiuyoucheng, I will cut off your head!" When he came, he never thought of backing down.

   On the Jiuyou stage, the pair of demon eyes watched all the scenes that happened between heaven and earth, and the affection that spread between heaven and earth seemed to melt the magic in his heart.

   At this moment, his sense of reason seems to have suppressed most of the magic in his heart.

   In this world, there are too many people coming for him!

   In this world, there are brothers who want to protect him!

   In this world, he still has too many worries!

  Since this is the case, how can he fall into the devil? If that's the case, how could he just go to the Nine Nether Hell? That being the case, even if it's not for yourself, you should live for the people who sincerely paid for him in this world!

   At this moment, the belief of living spreads in the mind of the enchanted young man. Only by living can he be worthy of the sacrifices made by the people of this world!

"Hey, the younger generation of the Zhan Clan, are you declaring war on behalf of the Zhan Clan against my Twelve Qiankun Temple?" Saint Emperor Yexiao stood with his hands behind his back. Only the Saint Emperor can contend with the unparalleled power in this world. His eyes were like gods, staring at Zhan Wushuang coldly!

   "Today, if you dare to touch my brother, what if I, Zhan Wushuang, declare war on your Twelve Qiankun Temple on behalf of the Zhan Clan? Your Holy Emperor of the Twelve Qiankun Temple, in my eyes... is a fart!"

  Mu Ran, a wild and domineering voice, roaring in Zhan Wushuang's mouth, his anger has never been suppressed like it is today, Holy Emperor, what if he scolded him? What about declaring war on the Twelve Temples of Qiankun? He is Zhan Wushuang, and he wants to fight against the arrogance of the world. Today, how can he be afraid?

This remark once again shocked the whole world of Jiuyou City. Even the strong people of the Qin and Zhen clan were amazed at the wild and domineering youth, the wild and domineering people of the Zhan clan. It's on full display!

   "Junior, you are courting death!"

  The strong man in the Twelve Qiankun Temple was furious, and the Holy Emperor Yexiao was furious. As a holy emperor, the top overlord in this world exists, but he has never been so humiliated by a junior.

   "Old man, I am courting death, what can you do to me? Move my brother, even if you are a high-ranking holy emperor, I will one day trample you under my feet, and I will trample your Twelve Qiankun Halls under my feet!"

  The terrifying fighting intent roared on Zhan Wushuang's body. He was holding a sword and pointed at Saint Emperor Yexiao. The roaring voice seemed to be an oath.

However, when these words touched the faces of the powerhouses in the world, the world of Jiuyou City had also been imprisoned by the terrifying murderous aura of the powerhouses in the Twelve Qiankun Halls. That arrogant young man, Even if they are from the war clan, they have to make each other pay the price.

   "Lone City, kill him!"

   Saint Emperor Yexiao's words made the strong men of the Qin family and the array clan stunned, and even the strong men of Yaochi flashed a shock in their eyes. Are the Twelve Qiankun Halls crazy? Really want to kill the genius of the war clan? Build such a formidable enemy!

   Outside the city, the many practitioners were also shocked. The words of the Holy Emperor were no child's play!

   "Zhan Wushuang, today, I want you and this garbage, your brothers, to die together!"

When Saint Emperor Yexiao's voice fell, Ye Tianwang held the sword of the emperor and walked out of the void. His eyes that looked down at the world had been completely replaced by killing intent. Whether it was Ye Han or Zhan Wushuang, he today All killed!

   "Second brother!"

   This scene made Ye Han's body on Jiuyoutai roar, as if he was about to break free from the shackles and go out to fight the world with his brother!

   At this moment, the youths of the Zhan clan stepped forward one after another, standing around Zhan Wushuang, full of fighting spirit, what are they afraid of in the war?

"Everyone, since this brat of the war clan is here for him, we can't just stand by and watch. Since we can't avoid fighting, let's have a vigorous battle!" Qin Sheng's ancestor looked terrified. At this moment, whether it was Qin The clan and the formation clan have already begun to accumulate their strength.

   "Tsk tsk, Twelve Qiankun Hall, your courage is getting bigger and bigger, even more courageous than mine, even my descendants dare to kill, don't you know that my Zhantian ancestors kill without blinking?"

  Mu Ran, a terrifying fist print landed in the void. This punch seemed to come from the endless void. It was going to wipe out Ye Gucheng, who was holding the sword of the emperor, with one punch!

  Zhantian Patriarch!

   When these four words sounded in the heavens and the earth, Saint Emperor Yexiao, and even the powerhouses in this world changed their faces. This person who came, when he was young, was a madman who dared to pierce the sky!

   (end of this chapter)