In the beginning, Brother Huangtiandi, I got full-level comprehension

Chapter 211 God's Decree!

With a "bang", he stepped on the sea of ​​​​stars, held the broken sword in his hand, and attacked forward fiercely.

This place is completely messed up, all the formations and the like burst into beams, colliding violently, it boils here, and the rain clan children cough up blood, and their bodies are about to crack.

"click"

Holding a broken sword, Shi Yuan slashed a rune formation, causing the old man to vomit blood and stagger back.

"chi"

Shi Yuan jumped up, stepped on the rune formation, broke his sword in the air, and slashed towards the other formations.

"what……"

This was a melee, and Shi Yuan killed all these people in a single face-to-face, without showing any mercy, he cut off their heads and stumps all over the place.

These people couldn't stop him at all. In a short period of time, he had already beheaded three people.

Everyone was shocked, this is really too strong, this young man is not an ordinary person at first glance, no wonder he dared to provoke the Rain Clan, it turned out to be a stubborn one.

The faces of the people of the Rain Clan were ugly. They hadn't fought back yet. They were turned over like this, and they had no temper at all. They were forcibly attacked and killed three people with one sword. This made them feel ashamed and angry.

"Kill, let's join forces to suppress him!" Someone shouted, wanting to summon the powerhouse of the Rain Clan to come to help.

However, this time it wasn't that simple. A purple-gold mace suddenly appeared in Shi Yuan's hand. This thing was as heavy as a mountain. It fell, and the middle-aged man who shouted was torn apart and his bones were broken.

So far, the Rain Clan suffered heavy losses, except for a few core members, the rest of the people fled.

These people scattered in a hurry, unwilling to stay, Shi Yuan was too strong, they were not opponents, once they were locked, they would definitely hate him.

"kill!"

They roared, sacrificed magical weapons, and attacked wildly. These are the holy soldiers of the Rain Clan.

Shi Yuan was extremely indifferent, urging the broken sword, a holy soldier in his hand, with infinite power, swept past, shattered all the instruments, and penetrated all these people.

Shi Yuan took one step and rushed into the sky. There was chaos here, there were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere, and stumps everywhere.

Shi Yuan's aura was astonishing. One person rushed in like this and made a mess of the Rain Clan's Pure Land. Everyone shuddered. This person's fighting power was terrifying.

It was all under his control from beginning to end, and he razed it to the ground.

This area is devastated, with corpses everywhere, blood flowing all over the place, and the scene is terrifying.

"How to do?"

"Damn, this guy is so cruel!"

The people of the Rain Clan were flustered and kept evacuating, not daring to fight with them.

"If he really wins, it will break a balance. Killing an ancient inheritance alone will surely shock the world!"

"How many years has passed, has such a person been born again? It's really thrilling and cruel!"

The world is uneasy. At this moment, both the royal family of the ancient country and the high-level leaders of the various religions are all waiting for the end of the battle.

"You can only win, not lose!"

One of the Rain Clan’s ancestors roared with a grim expression, and could not accept defeat, otherwise the Rain Clan would definitely be ridiculed, how could they stand in the imperial capital?

"But he is too powerful, invincible in Dongtian territory, and has a treasure in his hand, so it is difficult to contend. Unless Yi'er leaves the border, it will be difficult to fight at all."

"Going to meet the decree of the gods, I want to not only kill him in vain, but also destroy his real body, and become a robbery forever!" An ancestor's eyes were gloomy and his words were cold.

A temple glows, as if it was built with pieces of gold, bathed in the glow, it is extremely sacred, it is located in the deepest part of the Rain Clan, and the light and rain are flying.

This is the important place of the Rain Clan in the real world. This place is dedicated to the Dharma of the Rain God. The aura of peace is overflowing. Usually, people are not approached at all. Only the important events concerning the honor and shame of the Rain Clan can come here.

At this time, a group of old men kowtowed step by step and came forward, solemn and solemn, everyone was extremely pious, and blood was seen on their foreheads.

They were worshiping, paying the greatest respect to the statues of the ancestors and gods, and at the same time offering sacrifices, everyone was praying, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

Are the ancient gods dead?No one can really tell, maybe they all perished, buried in the years.

Entering the hall, there is a stone statue, which is so blurry that it has long been impossible to see its true face. The golden body is cracked, the luster is dim, and the color is mottled.

Some people say that the God of Rain has long since perished in the First World War, but the Rain Clan still enshrines his divine position, hoping that a miracle will happen and that he will return one day.

The outside of the ancient temple is splendid, but the inside is a little outdated, and the atmosphere is full of simplicity everywhere. A group of people from the Rain Clan bowed down, reciting aloud, similar to Zen singing.

Finally, under the leadership of an old ancestor, they opened a small altar in front of the statue, and there was a jar, black and speckled like rain.

"click"

The jar was opened, and a terrifying aura burst forth immediately, as if a god was born, and the brilliant light exploded like a blazing sun, making the entire old temple bright.

These are more than a dozen pieces of khaki paper, all of which are torn apart. When put together, they can barely form a complete decree. pressure.

"Rain God's decree, come."

The people of the Rain Clan prayed, clasped their hands together, and chanted the mantra, and they all showed awe. This is an extremely extraordinary decree, representing unpredictable power.

As the incantation was finished, the decree glowed, turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and disappeared into the clouds. In an instant, the sky was dimmed.

A group of people reverently put the rest of the paper into a black jar, carefully covered it, buried it in the altar, and silently exited the ancient temple.

"Okay, that's it. The decree of the gods has the word 'cut' written on it. Although it is not 'kill', it is powerful enough to cut down any opponent."

The ancestor laughed loudly, and the word "cut" is enough to explain the true meaning of the power of this decree.

The group of people came with a divine decree.

They looked at Ling Yuan and said angrily: "Boy, do you really think you are invincible?"

"Dare to violate our Rain Clan, you will be wiped out!"

"We want you to know the fate of intruding upon the gods!"

The old man of the Rain Clan said, and suddenly, a khaki light appeared, as if a god had been born.

"Suppression!"

The members of the Rain Clan drank together. They worshiped with all their hearts, and looked up at the sky, where a yellowed and worn-out paper floated up, flowing with radiance, as if chaos were being opened up.

This is the decree of the gods. It is far better than the wordless paper of Baiduan Mountain.

"chi"

This decree fragment exploded, and countless golden raindrops fell down violently.

(End of this chapter)