Holy Bone

Chapter 1863: The Three Clans’ Strong Men Surround and Kill Pingtian Great Saint Bull Demon King

The powerful alien races, such as the Yimu Clan, were all looking coldly at the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian, and the two parts of his body hanging on the bull's horns.

They neither left nor attacked the Bull Demon King.

Because they are all waiting for the sub-royal family to take action.

The Halflings were followers of the Sub-Royal Family. The fact that a Halfling strongman was being publicly challenged and killed by a human master was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Sub-Royal Family.

As long as the sub-royal family still wants to stand firm at the top and compete for hegemony and interests, they must stand up at this time, and come in a strong attitude to maintain the dignity of the tribe.

Thinking of the human race in front of them, who had just reached the top and challenged the majesty of the sub-royal family, an even more incredible start than the Ten-Faced Buddha and the Holy Maiden of the Ancient Holy Land before them, these alien strongmen were even more unwilling to leave just like that. They were all looking forward to how Headless Jinan and the sub-royal family would end up.

The Bull Demon King, who was standing still, suddenly felt a sense of alarm. He just moved sideways to avoid it, and then he saw a fierce light coming from deep above, crossing the void and heading straight towards him.

The murderous light was as thick as a pillar of heaven, piercing through all the wind and sand along its way, leaving behind a terrifying swirling airflow that directly killed the Bull Demon King, the Great Saint Pingtian.

The Bull Demon King dodged by moving sideways, and the fierce light from the Sky Pillar also moved sideways, locking onto the Qi from such a distance. The person who made the move this time was much stronger than the Half-Body Clan and the Corpse Ghost Clan.

The terrain in the earth mound and stone forest was complex, and the fierce light from the pillar of heaven did not last long before it was blocked by the pillars of the stone forest, and ultimately failed to catch up with the Bull Demon King.

Just before the murderous light dissipated, it condensed into a light and shadow. Just based on the remaining aura, that light and shadow had an invincible temperament that could hold up the sky with one hand.

It seems that this is the sub-royal family behind the powerful Halflings.

The light and shadow looked at the position of the Bull Demon King, Pingtian Great Saint, and a wave of spiritual thoughts came out: "When I come out, I will kill you first."

The imagined war did not happen. The sub-royal family behind the half-body strongman seemed to be dragged down by the melee deep on the top and were temporarily unable to split their attention.

The other party's mental fluctuations were very calm, and he narrated the story in a nonchalant manner, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. Killing the headless Jin An was as easy as crushing an ant with his bare hands.

He didn't take Wu Tou Jin'an's incredible start seriously at all.

Domineering.

Disdainful.

Stand out from the crowd.

The sub-royal family gives people a sense of majesty that cannot be desecrated just by the projection of light and shadow. They have the power of life and death and trample on other people's lives like grass.

The Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian, responded quickly. The Samadhi True Fire and the Six Ding Divine Fire on his horns exploded like a flaming sword piercing the sky and the ground, burning the two halves of his body hanging on the horns and making them crackle and explode continuously. The half-body warrior who had magical powers but could not use them let out even more miserable screams.

The Bull Demon King, the Great Sage of Pingtian, spit out a divine flame, just like spitting out saliva, which dispersed the light and shadow on the spot.

A spit shattered the projection of the sub-royal family, and with the two body sections hanging on the flaming bull's horns, the strong men of hundreds of tribes saw all these actions of the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian, and the corners of their eyes twitched involuntarily. The other party was even more arrogant than they had imagined.

The Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian, looked across the world with cold eyes, ignoring the strong men from other hundreds of races. He then focused his attention on refining the strong men from the Half-Body Race.

He couldn't use the purple gold red gourd here, so he could only rely on his own means to slowly burn and refine the half-body warrior.

Refining the Half-Body tribe strongman alive in front of hundreds of tribes was simply audacious and unscrupulous. The strong men from other hundreds of tribes saw this and their eyes jumped again.

This scene was no less bloody than the bloody scene of the hundreds of races eating the human race alive in front of the human race. The screams of the victims echoed in his ears, which was extremely cruel. In the eyes of these powerful men of the hundreds of races, Wu Dual Jin'an's actions were extremely cruel; but in Wu Dual Jin'an's eyes, the half-body strongman took the initiative to attack him. If it weren't for his own strong strength, he would have become a ghost trampled and ravaged by the half-body strongman.

The tiger killer was killed by the tiger in return. Headless Jinan did not think this was cruel. Instead, it was a battle for him to gain a foothold at the top.

He had no mercy at all for these powerful people from hundreds of races.

If he does not kill the Halfbody warrior today, and gives him a chance to breathe and recover, he will surely retaliate against him and will not have any feelings for him.

Seeing the headless Taoist priest from the human race being so rampant, roasting alive a Half-Body tribe strongman in front of the strong men from the hundreds of races, but not one of the strong men from the hundreds of races stood up to suppress the rampant arrogance of the human race, finally a strong man from the hundreds of races with a hot temper couldn't stand it anymore.

"Being intimidated by a human being to the point that no strong man dares to stand up, in the history of the battlefield where hundreds of races compete for supremacy, there has never been such a frustrating and humiliating experience!" This is a strong man from an alien race with a hole penetrating his abdomen.

The abdomen is where the internal organs are located, but this alien race has no abdomen and no internal organs.

This is the Guibelly Clan among the hundreds of clans.

The practice of the Ghost Belly Tribe is similar to that of fasting, and they believe that "those who eat air will be divine and live longer." They believe that grains and the flesh of wild animals will only pollute their pure blood and make it mixed, which is the biggest stumbling block on the road to practice.

So this tribe simply removed this stumbling block, dug out the internal organs from the abdomen, and lived by eating the essence of the heaven, earth, sun, and moon.

After all, this method of self-mutilation is too cruel. The abdomen of the newborn babies has to be dug out during their cradle period. Under the guidance of the old people, they are accustomed to living by eating air, so the mortality rate has always been very high.

Although the death rate of the Jijin and Long-necked tribes is also very high, it is still far behind that of the Guibelly tribe.

Therefore, this is why the strong men of the Ghost Belly Clan were able to compete in the top battle, while the Ji Jin Clan and the Long Neck Clan perished on the outskirts of the Myth Mountain before they even saw the Silver-level Divine Ruins.

The babies of the Ghost Belly Tribe who were able to survive in such a cruel environment rose to prominence very quickly, and when they grew up they indeed had the power of gods.

Facing the angry voices of the Ghost Belly Clan's strongmen, a strong man from another race snorted indifferently: "Even the sub-royal family didn't come out to save people, why are you in the Ghost Belly Clan so anxious?"

This is a strong man from the Yimu tribe, and Wutou Jinan is no stranger to him.

The Halfbody warrior was previously fighting with this Alien-Eyed warrior, and then encountered an ambush from other alien warriors. The fight between the two was interrupted, and the Halfbody warrior turned around and stared at him.

"Are you pleased with yourself for being ridden on by a human?"

"The mouse is short-sighted!"

The strong men of the Ghost Belly Clan looked disdainful.

"If you want to provoke a war between the two tribes, I will immediately lead my tribe to attack your ancestral land!" The two big eyes on the shoulders of the strong man of the Yimu tribe revealed a sinister and cold light.

"Shut up." The third alien warrior joined the argument. This was an alien warrior who exuded the smell of rotten meat like a vulture. His skin and flesh were colorful and he was obviously poisonous.

The three of them started a fight as soon as they had a disagreement. They attacked each other, their moves were as fast as lightning and struck the sky. Lightning exploded with every collision. The fight spread from the earth mound to the stone pillars, from the ground to the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds and causing sand and rocks to fly.

Just as the powerful warriors from hundreds of other tribes were searching for the figures of the three people in the vast yellow sand, three sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came from the void behind the Bull Demon King, the Great Sage Pingtian. It turned out that the Ghost Belly Tribe, the Strange-Eyed Tribe, and the Poison Body Tribe were attacking him from behind at the same time.

It turned out that the three tribes had joined forces at some point in time, and their previous disputes were all performed for Wutou Jin'an to numb his vigilance.