Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 425 Devouring Zitiandu

"The blood of these ancient emperors is really fascinating. It would be an honor for us to entertain these ancient empresses." said a Nanling Pearl.

"It's easy to say. In the future, I can invite these ancient emperors' blood to come to Nanling to meet you and get closer to each other."

At this time, an undisguised murderous intention came, and a man with blond hair was seen walking forward step by step. He was in sync with the pulse of heaven and earth, which made people's hearts feel very uncomfortable.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" shouted an ancient creature.

"Of course he is the one who kills you!" This person is Wang Bo, and a layer of chaotic mist surrounds his face.

With a pop, the ancient creature suddenly let out a scream, and its body was torn apart and turned into ashes.

People didn't see how Wang Bo took action at all. An extremely powerful ancient creature died like this? !

More than a dozen ancient creatures, some with antlers, some with scales, and some with purple hair, all with strange and ferocious looks, were blocking the way.

The worst of these people are also extremely powerful, some are even Dao-killing kings, and all of them are ruthless characters who kill people and set fires. They are the guards of Zitiandu in the Valley of the Spirits.

"what..."

Although they knew that the people coming were very powerful, they still stood in front with determination to move forward, or determination to die.

The inner elixir was pierced through by black divine chains of order and swallowed instantly, without having time to self-destruct.

"It's you..."

Wang Bo snorted coldly, the ancient creature opened its eyes, its eye holes exploded, blood flowed, and its whole body exploded.

Some people opened their heavenly eyes and released divine light, some people spit out their inner elixirs, some people released their secret treasures, and just rushed towards Wang Bo.

"Wang Bo!"

Its owner was pierced directly through the body by the black divine blade, nailed into the center of the eyebrow, and turned into flying ash with a slight shock.

"Humph!"

The mighty power of the saint exploded, and streaks of blood-colored mist emitted, heading directly towards Zitiandu.

"Holy Son of Fluctuating Light!"

Wang Bo waved his hand, and a blood-colored mist flooded the area. Each ancient creature had its origin and blood absorbed, and its body exploded into ashes.

A breeze blew by, and the chaotic energy on Wang Bo's face dissipated, revealing his own face.

Everyone immediately changed their color and their whole bodies were trembling.

Rumble.

Soon it turned into flying ash, and the essence of flesh and blood and its origin were swallowed and absorbed.

Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and the guards rushed forward one by one, protecting their little masters in the middle. Although they knew it was of no use, their family's inheritance required that they must die before their masters.

Zi Tiandu was glowing with purple light and his eyes were cold.

The guards tried their best, but couldn't stop the blood-colored mist like waves.

"Demon Emperor!"

Zitian and others suddenly changed their expressions when they looked at it. Even the face of Nanling Pearl froze in laughter. Who is this person? Just like the devil.

A cold snort came, and two Tao-killing king-level ancient creatures suddenly appeared.

They were covered in dense purple scales: "Wang Bo, you are a saint, you can't do this!"

Another person said: "My clan has been sleeping for too long. Others have forgotten the majesty of our clan. There are three ancient ancestors in our clan." As he said this, the two of them grew in size and turned into two dragons. , the purple dragon scales sparkled with cold light.

"roll!"

Wang Bo put his hands behind his back and roared, and the bloody glow enveloped the sky.

The two powerful Dao-slaying king-level dragons were shattered instantly and turned into clouds of blood mist.

Zi Tiandu's pupils shrank, his purple hair was flying, and his whole body was filled with bright purple light.

Purple air billowed and rose into the sky. Zitian was not willing to die like this. He roared up to the sky, his purple hair stood upright, and a figure of an ancient ancestor king appeared behind him.

Purple sky is filled with purple light, every hair is emitting purple light, purple flames soar into the sky, and this small world is trembling.

He punched a punch that dominated the world, moving forward indomitably, with energy flowing like a rainbow, and fighting spirit like a vast ocean.

However, everything is in vain.

Wang Bo didn't move at all, Zitian's hair was disheveled, and he flew out horizontally. A large rain of blood was flying. His two arms were dripping with blood and exploded into fly ash. He was vomiting blood.

"The mantra of the ancestor king, the forbidden magic, borrow the power of heaven, borrow the light of Tao, burn everything!" Zi Tiandu looked ferocious.

On his body, each of the strange ancient characters was emitting divine light, and the terrifying pressure of the saint was exuding.

However, people only heard a boom like a bomb, and Zi Tiandu's body and soul exploded, destroying both body and soul.

"Who killed my descendants without leaving any way for escape!" A majestic voice sounded, and the appearance of an ancient ancestor king condensed in the void.

With a loud bang, the saint's brand was directly beaten into ashes.

Wang Bo looked at the trembling young master, and with a wave of his hand, he directly squeezed the peacock master to death, extracted his origin and blood essence, and then turned him into fly ash.

Seeing that everyone was uneasy, Wang Bo glanced at them lightly: "You are very attentive to entertaining the ancient creatures, come and serve me!"

Everyone's faces were burning when they heard this. Several young men stood aside as if they were forced to stand.

Among the Nanling Pearls, some were playing the piano, some were dancing, and some were feeding Wang Bo with tea and wine.

Wang Bo ate and drank here, killed all the monsters and ancient creatures, and then left Suzaku City in a hurry.

Soon, news came from the Northern Territory that a terrible vision of heaven and earth had occurred in the ancestral land of the Valley of the Spirits. An ancient ancestral king had awakened and opened the source of the gods.

The ancient ancestor king's divine light was like thunder, transmitting messages to the human race.

"Wang Bo of the human race, come to the Valley of the Spirits immediately to plead guilty, and don't implicate innocent people!"

"No one should think about protecting the Demon Emperor. He is on the must-kill list of our ancient tribes."

The Valley of the Spirits is one of the most powerful royal families in ancient times. They are strong and domineering. When have you ever received such anger?

"If the Demon Emperor hadn't come to ask for death, the Valley of the Spirits would have killed everyone related to him!"

Wang Bo took his time and devoured several large demon tribes in Nanling, including the Peacock Tribe who was killed.

Then he tore through the void and rushed towards the Valley of the Spirits in the Northern Territory.

In the original text, the Valley of the Gods, which was wiped out by Ye Fan and Zhang Lin from the beginning, has no future. In this case, Wang Bo plans to swallow them all.

"The small Valley of the Spirits is nothing more than three ancient ancestor kings. It's just that the sons of gods can't bear it when they are killed. Watch me destroy the Valley of the Spirits." Wang Bo said to himself.

Follow Yang Xingchen's instructions, give full play to your subjective initiative, eliminate a large number of ancient creatures, divert their attention, and don't let them turn their attention to Yang Xingchen.

(End of this chapter)