Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

A million heavenly soldiers, Chen Bing is surrounded by a huge and magnificent mountain.

This is the Yaozu Buzhou Mountain!

They came too fast!

Even when the Wild Ancient Demon Race just got the news, less than ten minutes passed, and dense figures appeared in the sky above the sky.

Silver armor and silver spear, white clouds fluttered under his feet.

Such a attire and such a speed of war can only be achieved by the Heavenly Court controlled by Xia Yan.

Because the heaven has Xia Yan.

And Xia Yan is the only terrible existence in the world that can open a space portal.

These sudden millions of heavenly soldiers and generals all flew out of the huge space gates.

The demons below were dumbfounded.

They are not ready yet.

But fortunately, the wild ancient monster clan is bloodthirsty, and it can be said that all the people are soldiers.

From the children to the debilitated demons, they are all soldiers of the demons.

These monsters add up to a million, forming a confrontation with the awe-inspiring heavenly soldiers and generals above the sky.

However, the reason why the heavenly soldiers and generals and the ten holy realms at the top of the line didn't move is not because they didn't want to kill.

To be honest, in this era, the clans do not like the ancient monster clan.

They are too cruel, bloodthirsty, do whatever they want, and tyrannical.

If it's okay to say in the Desolate Ancient Era, the Desolate Demon Race of that period is like the sun, and it is rare in the world to meet.

But now it's different. In today's era, the various races are also rising, and the human race is no longer the Chinese food.

The ancient monster clan has long lost its original dominance.

In the eyes of sentient beings in this era, such a race is more like a race abandoned by the era.

Their ideas and lifestyles seem to be incompatible with the races of the present age.

...

Xia Yan appeared abruptly in Dahi Shrine.

After all, he realized the existence of Wuya Wuyuan, and the ridiculous big monsters in the temple were not surprised by his appearance.

Those big monsters looked at Xia Yan, their eyes were blood red, and the evil aura exuding from all over his body became stronger.

Although, Xia Yan seemed to them to be an ordinary person without any cultivation.

There wasn't even a fluctuation of mana in that whole body.

But all the big demons did not dare to underestimate him.

Such a weird state, placed on others, is a manifestation of the weak and a characteristic of ants.

But in Xia Yan's body, it represented an unfathomable mystery.

Even the ancient monster races couldn't understand Xia Yan.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi who was sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven slowly got up.

At this moment, there was even a smile on his mouth.

Looking at Xia Yan, Dong Huangtai said, "Do you want to bury my ancient monster clan by yourself?"

"Tell the whole world that times have changed?"

"I will be eliminated in the end?"

Xia Yan did not answer him, but closed his eyes.

That divine sense spread out in an instant, and within a range of hundreds of thousands of miles, all the sights within the range of Buzhou Mountain could be seen clearly.

After doing all this, Xia Yan slowly opened his eyes and said blankly, "Since my disciple is not dead, then I will spare you the life of a child under three years old from the ancient monster race."

Over three years old will kill!

Because the Wild Ancient Demon Race over three years old already has the ability to kill.

This is the ethnic group formed by the powerful races of the heavens.

The fighting power is extremely terrifying.

Only those children who are still in the initial stage of spiritual wisdom have not been baptized by the ancient monster clan's ideas, and still maintain a pure heart.

Older people deserve to die.

The murderer is always killed.

"Bold!"

"Do you think I am really afraid of you from the Ancient Demon Race!?"

When Xia Yan's words were spoken, the big demons in the hall couldn't bear it.

These tyrannical monster races didn't need the Eastern Emperor's orders, and immediately rushed in the direction of Xia Yan.

At that moment, they were not afraid of death.

At that moment, they even forgot the huge gap between themselves and Xia Yan.

This is the terrifying place of the Desolate Ancient Monster Race!

They are bloodthirsty and lawless, but they have to say that this warlike and bloodthirsty race has his advantages.

It's a pity that they are facing Xia Yan today.

Xia Yan didn't even move a finger.

The sky-level mystery that he had long understood had allowed him to incorporate all his mana into the aura of the world around him.

It can be said that the aura of heaven and earth is the mana of Xia Yan.

His tens of billions of terrifying mana is everywhere!

"Crack!"

"Crack~"

"Boom!"

Extremely abrupt, strange and sudden.

All the standing monsters present suddenly began to twist and explode!

Xia Yan's scattered mana had made the ubiquitous aura of heaven and earth his ultimate move!

As long as he wants to, he can directly change the attributes of heaven and earth aura at any time, transform it into his own mana, and kill and win enemies within the range of his mana!

A weird scene was staged...

The ninety-nine Daluo Jinxian-level wild ancient monsters present were either broken their necks by invisibly big hands, or suddenly exploded out of thin air!

Blood and red are swaying.

At the same moment, ninety-nine wild ancient demon races of the Daluo Jinxian level, as well as the Emperor Jun of the holy realm, died at the same time!

That's right!

died!

All dead!

The **** smell was strong and pungent, rushing to the face, and the hall that was still noisy was plunged into deathly silence.

There were only two living people left.

Donghuang Taiyi and Xia Yan.

But Eastern Emperor Tai knew early on that he was not Xia Yan's opponent, don't say it was now, he was not before.

His eyes flickered, and he said with emotion: "Good means, it seems that you have gone far and higher."

"Can you tell me what mystery is this?"

"Higher Holy Land?"

"At level with the sky, heavenly level..." Xia Yan stepped out as he spoke, and came to Donghuang Taiyi's side.

He stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the shoulder of Donghuang Taiyi.

Following that voice, the moment it fell, Donghuang Taiyi's expression suddenly changed.

Black blood came out of the eyes, mouth, nose, and ears.

That is, in this short time, Qiqiao bleeds!

Xia Yan's tens of billions of strength far surpassed Donghuang Taiyi by far.

There is no room for resistance.

In an instant, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's body was shattered into internal organs in that terrifying mana, and all his bones turned into dust!

Maybe Donghuang Taiyi used Wuya to escape, he could live a little longer.

But Donghuang Taiyi didn't plan to escape.

He couldn't even speak now, only a pair of flesh and blood remained.

Before that spirit dissipated, Donghuang Taiyi said the last words he left in this world.

"Our era is over, and there is no longer the ancients."

"Xia Yan, now is your time."

"The Emperor..."

The wind blows~

Flesh scattered~

It turned into a little dust.

The entire hall is disappearing.

A little bit, taken away by the breeze, spilled into the world, like the passing of an era...

On the Bu Zhou Mountain, with the disappearance of the Great Sun Shrine.

Among the ruins that gradually emerged, only one figure gradually became clear.

Black clothes, black hair, no waves in his eyes.

Xia Yan!

The emperor in this era!