Heaven's Way, Heaven's Pride

Huangji Tianxuan's voice spread, and the disciples of the ancient dynasty present fell silent. For them, it's not that they haven't encountered worse situations than this, but... they haven't encountered such a guy who is so cruel to them!

Swish, swish, swish! One by one, the Taoism swirled and roamed around to divide the world. This time, there was no will of the divine crocodile. The cracks on the earth were densely covered with blood-colored stone soil, and the dry and shriveled dark river emerged. The body of the Hongmeng Zucrocodile had completely lost control...

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Yin Shang stood beside Su Qiubai, with the blood-colored long sword in his hand emitting extremely cold fluctuations. Bu Mingyang and a group of people gathered on the battlefield in the distance!

"That guy... is just talking nonsense!" Su Qiubai put his hands on the Tianyao Mirror, and his eyes fell on Huangji Tianxuan, who was shaking his folding fan in the distance and smiling but ignoring everything. A quick battle? How could this guy mean a quick battle?

As more and more ancient dynasty disciples fell, the powerful people present also found that the trend of the battle was completely out of their control, but they still didn't understand... How did Huangji Tianxuan do it? In addition to the Tianjiao group, the game group's moves were completely beyond their expectations. It was not just that they controlled the whole scene. It was obviously a small group of people who became the dominant one!

Moreover... Tianjiao group seemed to be reborn in the hands of this guy. The smooth and seamless fighting style was more terrifying than the Tianjiao group led by Lin Zheng!

In the distance, the divine light roared out, and the two ancient dynasties began to show their trump cards. One after another, the cloud shuttles covered with ancient runes roared towards the battlefield. Such a huge monster was not something that could be stopped by that person's power, but once everyone condensed into a formation and rushed forward, it would definitely give the disciples of the two ancient dynasties a chance to fight back...

How to choose? Feng Fanchen's eyes were full of expectations. He is now also the leader of a force. Everything needs to be learned and referenced. He also wants to know why the Law Enforcement Hall loses to Tianjiao again and again! Lin Zheng and his group might be able to turn the tide, but the price to pay is...

"When did the people of the ancient dynasty become so naive?" A figure passed by Pan An with a laugh, and then continued: "Although we are not friends yet, I still warn you that if the Pangu Dynasty fights against these guys one day, don't fight in this way!"

Huh? Pan An was stunned, looking at the group of Qin Huang passing by him, his mind was temporarily unable to work, wait, why does it feel that the aura of these guys is completely different from before?

Boom! Boom boom boom! Waves of violent murderous intent that soared into the sky spread wildly! It was like a column of fire that exploded above the boiling sea, and it seemed that millions of volcanoes exploded from under the sea water!

As Qin Huang stepped on the ground, the domineering divine light of the falling divine seal instantly froze a large area of ​​the void. A cloud shuttle had no time to get close, and a series of arrows shot the behemoth into a sieve!

Buzz! Not far away, countless sand grains blew past, each of which was crystal clear, but these large and small sand grains could not be stopped at all. Each of them was as heavy as a thousand pounds and passed through the chest of a disciple of the ancient dynasty. One after another, the falling ships were sunk by the dense sand grains!

The sword light rose and fell, Ji Zhaoshuo hugged Ji Qingquan's shoulders, and the broken starry sky around him swept across 100,000 miles, but this time Ji Zhaoshuo's eyes were not open, and he even had time to make a face at a corner of the void!

Face? Su Feng rolled his eyes on a huge golden crow in the swooping blood-colored divine flame. The next moment, crazy killing swept out, and the terrible blood light submerged the falling golden crow, followed by dull roars and screams!

This... who knows what the situation is with this blood golden crow! Didn't they say that there is only one blood Kunpeng among these guys? Wait!

At the moment when his thoughts were turning, a touch of blood flooded half of the star field, and a sneer came quietly. A huge blood-colored Kunpeng rushed straight to the center of the ancient dynasty and smashed it!

In an instant, exclamations and long roars continued to resound. At this moment, all the disciples of the ancient dynasty had no camps or positions. Many magical powers and magic weapons were used one after another, and some even directly sacrificed their life spans, as if they were ready to fight Xiaoyao!

But since the blood Kunpeng was feared by so many forces, how could it be possible that it relied only on the endless killing intention? In the moment when the blood light flashed and fell, a trace of numbness spread to countless disciples... How could the killing intention be accompanied by such a terrifying thunder method? How did Xiaoyao merge this contradictory order together?

Xiaoyao had no intention of explaining the doubts to everyone. The blood light came with death and killing. Countless disciples of the ancient dynasty roared and roared to fight back, but the sound became weaker and weaker until it disappeared in the impenetrable blood mist!

There was a moment of dead silence, and then a bone-chilling chill surged into the heart. Xiaoyao's move completely opened the prelude to chaos, and countless Tianjiaos swooped down in formation!

How many battles must have they experienced? How many life and death situations have they experienced? To have such tacit understanding and order? Countless figures swooped down and attacked as if they were carved from the same mold, moving forward courageously!

Poof! I don’t know how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, the shattering sounds are connected together, and the blood splashes around, so rich that it makes people sick! Even the strong man who had seen many big scenes was frightened by the scene in front of him! You must know that these Tianjiao people are facing disciples from two ancient dynasties. What do the disciples from the ancient dynasties represent? He is not as good as those peak disciples of the aristocratic families, but he is also the leader who stands in front of everyone... But now... the broken limbs and arms are bleeding freely!

Buzz! A Mo Dao was raised! Buzz! Countless swords were raised! The countless prodigies who smashed the battlefield formed a silent formation, as cold as emotionless puppets!

And with the addition of a figure, the powerful people present realized how ridiculous their previous understanding was. In the chaos, Ancient God Chang Yi looked at the figure with eyes full of shock. Fairy Chan was lost for a moment. If it weren't for the person beside her, Dachao tried his best to rescue the strong man, but he was afraid that he would be killed by Na Panan on the spot!

There is no wind in this world, but at this moment everyone just feels like a hurricane is blowing...

There is an additional figure at the front of the countless geniuses, just one person, subverting everything before! Perhaps Huangji Tianxuan has unprecedented general talents, with unparalleled control and strategizing, but in front of Lin Zheng...

"Thank you for your hard work..." Lin Zheng had a smile on his face. This was his support and the biggest motivation for him to persevere from the beginning to the present!

Three words! The sound is not loud, but it is extremely clear! Eyes focused on Lin Zheng with enthusiasm and admiration!

"Fight, fight, fight! I'd rather take it from the straight line!" "Fight, fight, fight! Rather than ask for it from the song!"

Have you ever seen the majesty of the roaring mountains and tsunami? At this moment, the nerves of everyone present ranged from the soles of their feet to the tips of their hair, from the Kingdom of All Spirits to the previous era to eternal silence to Qingyuan to the exile in the wilderness... to the end of this era...

"Tianjiao Palace!" Lin Zheng raised his halberd!

"Glory!!! Mighty!!!"

boom! The waves of sound are like waves, and the terrifying will breaks through the surrounding confinement! The disciples from the two ancient dynasties around them had dull eyes. How could they fight like this? How to fight this? Who knows how these guys ended up here? Didn't we agree that it would only be Lin Zheng and his group? Can't the bamboo shoots springing up so quickly?

boom! The scroll full of ink was... directly torn open, a figure stepped forward, followed by thousands of figures connected together, it is difficult to describe in words one or two ten thousandths!

"Now...do you think it's a dead end?" Huangji Tianxuan glanced at the group of fat people in the distance who were so excited that they howled, and then his eyes fell on the ancient god Chang Yi next to him!

"Huh?" Ancient God Chang Yi regained his composure again, but he didn't give her a chance to speak at all. Huangji Tianxuan waved the folding fan in his hand slightly!

Poof! A stunning head was held in the palm of Huangji Tianxuan's hand, and as the divine light rolled around, the last expression of Ancient God Chang Yi was frozen!

Killing intent exploded, and dozens of powerful men from the Heavenly Dynasty around him went crazy. What did Huangji Tianxuan do? Is he crazy? Does he know what this move means?

It was just that the murderous intention had just risen with anger, and a cold light suppressed everything. Hua Yiren passed by the Huangji Tianxuan, and a pale bandage swept away the headless body. On the other side, Yin Wenhou dragged Dongfang Tian painted the halberd and chopped up the void in front of him!

"Fuck...fuck!" Feng Fanchen almost bit off his tongue in the distance. What happened to this bitch? Seal a ray of the will of the ancient god Chang Yi? Is this guy crazy? Doesn't he know the significance of the ancient god Chang Yi to the Tian Dynasty? And those who are playing with cloth strips, do you think the body of the ancient god Chang Yi is so easy to refine? This is a blasphemy against the Emperor's dynasty. What are you...

"Damn it! I didn't see it! I didn't see it!" Curses came from the side, and Fujin Shenmu was slapping himself continuously. His face was full of despair and he said: "Even if I can escape from here, We are about to face the most terrifying pursuit of the ancient dynasty in this era..."

"How come I got together with these lunatics? Why?" Bu Qin Shenmu looked confused, and looked at Feng Fanchen and then became even more bitter!

"What the hell? Doesn't it mean that the Taihao Tribe and the Law Enforcement Hall have also been dragged into the water?" Feng Fanchen felt his back numb. These guys didn't care about anything at all. I'm afraid that this matter will definitely make the Emperor of Heaven angry. ...

"Poke a hole in the sky... I thought this Hongmeng Ancestor Crocodile was the limit..." Pan'an also rubbed his forehead and said, "Who knows, this is just the beginning!"

"F*ck! What do you mean! Make it clearer!" Feng Fanchen felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. What do you mean by just starting?

Pan'an pointed at a group of gamers who were busy in the distance. Although there were not many of them, each of them was extremely mysterious. At this moment, they were setting up ancient formations that they couldn't understand, well, they didn't want to understand at all...