God of Life and Death

Fang Yue's hand defeated the Black Demon Race!

They knew that Fang Yue was bold enough, but they didn't expect this guy to be so decisive.

It wasn't enough to kill a messenger of the Dark Demon Race, and he even suppressed another one when he raised his hand.

Moreover, he directly refined the flesh and blood of the two envoys of the Dark Demon Race, without leaving a single hair!

This Fang Yue's attack was too ruthless, making the rest of the Black Demon Race a little bit afraid.

Although there are still masters at the saint level among them, the elders at the opposite Tianquemen are also at the saint level.

Moreover, Fang Yue's methods made their hearts feel a little utterly unreasonable! Whether the Saint Realm can really suppress Fang Yue is still unknown.

The previous two dark demons died terribly. They didn't even have the slightest power to resist, and Fang Yue was turned into flesh.

That's a master at the master level, even in the underworld, as long as you don't join the big clan, you can still be considered a master, not to mention that you can rule the roost, but you can do it alone.

Even the strong of the Saint Realm might not be so relaxed and happy if they want to kill them!

"Fang Yue, if you take action, my Tianquemen will support you! Although there are not many masters in the Tianquemen, but there is no lack of backbone! It is better to be broken than to be complete!"

Ning Lianyuan, the elder in the Gate of Heaven, stood behind him, supporting Fang Yue, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he could not see the driving force of the blood drying up and the physical strength dissipating.

Fang Yue nodded and looked at the remaining black demons.

"I know that the Dark Demons have always been strong and unmatched, but I don't know how long will it last with you?"

Fang Yue calmly spoke, and threatened the master of the Black Demon Race.

A saint from the Dark Demon Race came out, he was not a member of the pure-blooded Dark Demon Race.

There is a pair of horns on his head.

These horns seem to be a pair of dragon horns, which are the characteristics of the dragon people's blood. With this pair of horns, the secret skills of the dragon people can be displayed.

"Junior, I don't know your name, but with your deeds today, you will bring disaster to the gate of this day!"

The saint of the black demons spoke, he was dressed in a thick black armor.

On the chest of the armor, the word "Hei Yuan" was written in ancient writing.

This should be the name of this dark demons!

In the underworld, there are endless battles, and no one knows which death or tomorrow will come first, so many people will write their names on their armor.

If he falls, his comrades can take his armor back to his hometown, and let his family bury the cloak.

"By you?"

Fang Yue decided to stand up for the Heavenly Gate, letting the Black Demon Race know that the Heavenly Gate is not as weak as they thought.

"I have already notified the masters of the clan to come. They don't have to wait for three days. Today is the day when your Tianquemen will be destroyed!"

The face of the saint of the Dark Demons was ruthless.

And Fang Yue is waiting here.

"Oh? I really want to see how powerful your so-called Daze tribe is!"

Fang Yue's voice was quite fierce. Although the ten thousand races in the underworld were fighting for hegemony, as a human race, they should not be humiliated.

This is the tradition left by a half-step Tianzun of the Human Race. Even if it is declining, it should not be insulted in the hands of a small black tribe of the Black Demon Race.

"The powerhouse of the Blackpool tribe is not what you can imagine as a small Yin-Yang realm practitioner! Human race has completely declined, and there is no trace of Tianzun in the time of a civilization era, and you don't even have a half-step Tianzun. And the treasures of geomantic omen occupied by the human race will all be my share!"

Hei Yuan opened his mouth and hit Fang Yue.

The strength of each race, the number of members, and the division of masters are just one of the factors. What really determines the race ranking is the number and level of the supreme masters in this race!

If there is a heavenly respect, needless to say, it is definitely the pinnacle power that stands among the ten thousand races, which can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods and demons, and can be respected by the ten thousand races.

And if there is no Tianzun, even a half-step Tianzun can suppress a family's luck, at least no one dares to insult.

But if there is no Tianzun and Banbu Tianzun, the right to speak among the ten thousand races will be reduced a lot, even if there is the support of the supreme powerhouse, but there is not enough confidence to rule the roost among the ten thousand races!

Although the Black Demon Race does not have Tianzun and Half-Step Tianzun, they are supported by the Tianzun of the True Demon Race. Their race ranks are not as good as the Human Race, but they have greater confidence in speaking among the Ten Thousand Races than the Human Race!

"Betrayal of self-esteem and become a slave to other people. What is there to show off?"

Fang Yue snorted coldly, his inexplicable confidence in the Black Demon Race was very shameless.

If there is a real Tianzun in the world, this Black Demon Race can't do anything too much, but if it's just a fox and a fake tiger, Fang Yue doesn't think much of this Black Demon Race.

What's more, just a mere saint, what does the Dark Demons represent?

In a moment, black clouds rolled in the sky, and the army of the Daze tribe finally arrived.

A strong man appeared, among them there were hundreds of saints, eight great saints and a strong man in the imaginary fairyland, who lived high for nine days, refused to descend the mortal world.

The remaining master realm and yin-yang realm are vast, and there are close to 10,000 people!

As expected, the Black Demons attached great importance to the victory and defeat of this battle, and the Daze tribe had almost all their talents.

"Hahaha, next year today will be your sacrifice day, and the Tianque Pavilion will be flattened! A half-step Tianzun’s Taoism will become the eternal past in the history of the underworld!"

Hei Yuan laughed, arrogant and domineering in his laughter!

He seemed to be able to see the ruins and broken walls after the demise of the Tianque Pavilion.

A beam-jumping clown like Fang Yue can only lay down on the wreckage of the Tianmen Gate and whispered.

However, Hei Yuan didn't know, he thought too much.

The reason why Fang Yue gave Heiyuan time to summon all the people of Daze tribe was not because he was afraid of their strength.

It was Fang Yue who felt that just a few of them were not enough for his flesh and blood body to plug between his teeth.

There is a mysterious scripture stored in Fang Yue's clone of flesh and blood. While continuously tempering the flesh, it consumes a lot of flesh and blood power, which can be called massive.

"Hei Yuan, is this the junior of the human race you are talking about? It's only the level of the Yin and Yang realm. I can suppress it when I raise my hand. He even dared to resist the will of the Black Demon Race, and I gave him a death!"

A strong man on the fourth step of the saint stage in the Black Demon Race opened his eyes, his eyes opened, and the mighty electric glow rushed out of it.

It's just a pair of eyes, but it seems to contain a world of thunder!

His eyes flashed past, and a piece of earth turned into scorched earth!

This saint of the Black Demon Race is extraordinary, he walks the road of Thunder Avenue, and he is very rare in this underworld.

The gaze fell on Fang Yue's body, and the thunder light turned into a spear, stabbing at Fang Yue's vital part, some rushing towards Fang Yue's throat, and some killing Fang Yue's chest!

The thunder flickered and the light was intense. It turned into an ocean, the waves rolled, and in a blink of an eye, Fang Yue's body was completely submerged.

Fang Yue stood silently in the thunder light, these thunder and lightning could not hurt half of his hair at all.

This thunder light may have done a great deal of damage to the Yin Spirit Body, but it was a little inferior to Fang Yue's tempered body!

"Does the saints of your Dark Demon Race only have this ability? It really disappointed me a little bit!"

Fang Yue spoke, his tone was light, and there was a real sense of loss in it.

He opened his mouth and swallowed all the thunder light into his abdomen, and then burped a full burp, which turned out to be all the thunder around him refining and eating it as dinner!

The saint of the Dark Demon Race was shocked. He was not without defeat, but he had never lost so humiliated.

The eye of thunder he was so proud of was easily broken, and the thunder in it became the dinner of others. It was all eaten, and there was not much left!

"God's punishment! Thunder Fury!"

The saint of the Dark Demons did not shrink back, he used shame as his motivation to move forward.

Hold one palm gently in the void.

A silver thunder scepter was born in his hand.

This thunder scepter is silvery white, with wisps of thunder light walking and flickering on it!

This is a saint-level magic weapon, but it was refined by the saint of the Black Demon Race over a thousand years of time!

"The human race will eventually become the past. An agreement has been reached among these ten thousand races to carve up the human race! What you do is like a manipulative car! No one can stop it, the wheels of history are rolling by!"

The saint of the Dark Demons roared, and he revealed part of the truth.

The thunder on the scepter gathered at the top, dazzling like a small sun, making people unable to open their eyes and dare not look directly.

However, Fang Yue was not surprised, he just gave a cold snort.

"The fate of the human race will be won by oneself, not who can easily determine it!"

Lei Ting Yaoshi turned into a thunder dragon several feet long and headed towards Fang Yue.

Fang Yue let out a cold snort again and shook the thunder dragon.

The Thunder Scepter fell to the ground, its surface was dim, and the aura belonging to the Black Demon Race was washed away.

The saint of the Black Demon Race could not help but vomit blood suddenly, his face became much dim.

"Impossible! This is impossible! This is a scepter made with my hard work, how could I lose contact with me!"

The saint of the Dark Demons roared loudly.

However, no matter what means he used, he couldn't call this scepter to rise again from the ground and fly into his own hands!

The saint of the Black Demon Race broke down, and 30% of his strength was pinned on this Thunder Scepter.

This scepter is his pride and represents his authority!

Fang Yue's finger lightly clicked, and that thunder scepter unexpectedly rose into the sky and fell into Fang Yue's hand.

Fang Yue played with the scepter, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This scepter is good, and its texture and Dao patterns are very exquisite. If a human being is outstanding and outstanding in the future, I will give him the scepter to temporarily defend himself and kill enemies!"

Fang Yue was deliberately stimulating this saint in the Dark Demon Race.

And the saint of the Dark Demon Race couldn't stand the stimulation and even vomited blood again!

This Fang Yue is hateful, teasing the saint, and every word and every word fell on the most painful position in his heart!