Mysterious Taixu God Emperor

The guardian of the Celestial Clan trembled and said, actually turning right and wrong, and it was like a world different from the previous high.

Shi Hao looked at this dry old man with cold eyes and was speechless.

On that day, he fought bloody battles, escorted Yunxi for hundreds of thousands of miles, and finally arrived safely in the Celestial Clan. Instead of a smile and gratitude, he was suspected of being a spy, and he was imprisoned in the Celestial Prison, where he almost died.

Behind all this, there is this old man who fuels the flames, or even leads him.

This person also knew that what he had done was too much, so after Xiangu split, he couldn't wait to kill Shi Hao and kill him.

Now, it is possible to say such a thing.

If a person is so shameless, what else can he say?Arguing again is a waste of words.

"Master, I remember very clearly that he hit me twice."

Shi Hao respectfully reported to Lin Wudao, the Taoist guardian of the Celestial Clan suddenly looked extremely ugly, staring at the figure in the arena uneasily.

The rest of the sect masters were also extremely frightened. After all, everyone present had taken action, and no one could escape.

I just hope that this terrifying existence is not ruthless and will not kill anyone.

But thinking of the tragic death of the Sword Valley sect leader-level powerhouse, they completely dispelled this idea.

"it is good."

Lin Wudao looked indifferently at the guardian of the Celestial Race, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"grown ups……"

The guardians of the Celestial Race were horrified, their voices trembling, and their hearts were so frightened that they couldn't be more fearful.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, it's just a tit-for-tat."

Lin Wudao said, the original anger has subsided, and his expression is indifferent, like a banished immortal who does not touch the dust and fireworks, nothing can make him angry.

The guardian of the Celestial Race was overjoyed when he heard the words, nodded again and again, and closed his eyes to prepare for the cause and effect.

Lin Wudao raised his palm and pressed it gently.

In an instant, a big hand that covered the sky covered the sky, the sun and the moon suddenly lost their luster, the void in this area shook violently, and the various means of blocking the void arranged by the original hierarchs were all shattered.

In front of this giant hand, the whole world paled.

The figures of many big figures stand under the giant hands, they are as small as ants, and they can be shot to death easily.

The guardians of the Heaven and Human race turned pale, and even forgot to resist.

boom!

The big hands covered this area, and other sect masters dodged one after another, and they mainly aimed at the guardians of the heaven and human race.

In an instant, the giant hand came into contact with the ground, as if the century collided, the heaven and the earth trembled, the end of the world came, and the terrifying air permeated, and even spread out of this area, causing countless beings to suffocate and look at this space in horror.

"My White Bone Mountain!"

Only the Lord of the Underworld screamed, and he had time to escape, but the Baigu Mountain, the treasure of the Ming clan, and many of the elites of the Ming clan above were all covered by the big hand and turned into powder.

What great teaching treasure, what Dao Law, in front of that terrifying big hand, it is as fragile as a piece of paper, and its heavy power is enough to destroy all laws.

What kind of existence is Lin Wudao, regardless of combat power, the pure realm is also an immortal king. In today's nine heavens and ten places, it is almost extinct. Only a few people have reached this realm, and they are still hiding in various places to survive and dare not show their faces.

He doesn't need to use any magical powers against these sect masters, and no means can resist it with a random palm.

This is blatant contempt, just like the fact that many sect leader-level powerhouses didn't do their best to humiliate Shi Hao.

Sensing that the White Bone Mountain was destroyed, the Lord of the Underworld was about to vomit blood, staring at Lin Wudao, but did not dare to say anything.

The rest of the schadenfreudes looked at the underworld master with glee. Although they joined forces to suppress Shi Hao, they were also intrigued with each other, not of the same mind.

"Where's the old cow from the Celestial Clan?"

Some people exclaimed that the real body of the guardian of the heaven and the human race was a bull.

After a long time of shaking, it dissipated. The whole uninhabited area seemed to have been baptized. Everything was dead, and no grass grew. However, in the central area where the big hands disappeared, there was a huge bullock standing like a mountain.

"I survived, I survived!"

It spits out words, and ecstasy flashes in its eyes.

Many sect masters were stunned, and Qi Yi's eyes flashed again, looking at Lin Wudao, could it be that this terrifying existence is really kind-hearted and merciful to their subordinates?

Everyone has seen the attack just now, not to mention the guardians of the Celestial Race, even if many sect masters come together and use all the means, they cannot resist it at all.

It was like a mighty blow from the sky, and it was simply not something that could be made up for by manpower.

"I said, only repay the debt, not take your life."

The faint voice sounded, and the sect masters showed ecstasy, and they almost wanted to pay homage to Lin Wudao.

This feeling of life and death going around in a circle is really desperate.

"Ah! Wait, my Daoji was beheaded!"

The Mang Niu suddenly screamed, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, its huge and sturdy body suddenly began to corrode, but within a few breaths, the body was completely destroyed, leaving only the treasured bones that shone brightly.

This scene was terrifying, and it made one's scalp tingle.

It died in just a few breaths, but it did not have any power influence, but died because it could not withstand the power of the years and died.