The emperor who covers the sky spares his life

Chapter 221

"Who? Sneaky, get out of here!"

God Valley Da Neng shouted, and he felt that voice came from beside him.

"Junior, even if the ancestor king of your clan came personally, you wouldn't dare to speak to this old man in such a tone!"

A gray light appeared out of thin air, rolled up Gu Xiaofan and others, and sent them to a distance.

"Woof! And Ben...and me," the big black dog jumped up and bit Huimang.

The Vice-Master of the Yin-Yang Sect and Wang Jiadaneng had uncertain faces, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Judging from the sound, the other party was near them, but they couldn't lock the specific position.

Such a close distance, but unable to find out the person, there can only be one explanation, the other party's cultivation base is much higher than theirs.

"It's you who speaks loudly," Da Neng of Shenlinggu snorted coldly: "The ancestors of my family are noble, even those royal families will be polite when they see them, so what are you?"

He has always looked down on the human race, even the Dacheng king of the human race would dare to scold them face to face.

After all, there are many ancestral kings in the Valley of the Gods, and they will be born soon. Let alone the Dacheng king of the human race, even if he is a saint, so what!

"Really? I hope that the ancestor king of your clan will not disappoint this old man."

"The ancestor king of my family has been in the ancient times, and once beheaded three saints of the human race..."

God Valley Da Neng had just spoken halfway when he saw a strand of hair floating towards him.

"Little Doyle," he sneered, but he did not underestimate the enemy. A purple flame gathered in his palm, trying to burn that strand of hair to ashes.

But strands of hair floated out of the flames, truly unscathed.

"This is……"

Da Neng of the Valley of the Gods showed panic, realizing that the other party's cultivation base had surpassed the mirror of the king, he was a saint, an ancestor king!

When the ancestor king was angry, he laid down millions of corpses, and when the saint shot, he cut off thousands of miles.

He wanted to escape, but was locked by the hair, the distance was getting closer and closer, and he could only watch helplessly as the hair fell on him.

This strand of hair was like the sharpest sword in the world, and it cut Da Neng's body in half without any effort.

"what……"

Da Neng screamed in the valley of the gods, and was horrified to find that a terrifying force had entered his body, frantically devouring his vitality, and the wound could not heal.

The strand of hair fluttered down again and landed on his body.

It was like a huge mountain, weighing hundreds of millions of jun, which directly smashed Da Neng's body into a blood mist.

Seeing this scene, the deputy leader of Yin Yang Sect and Wang Jia Daneng felt chills from head to toe.

They knew they were doomed, kicked on the iron plate, and it would definitely end in tragedy.

"As a human race, but colluding with the ancient race and murdering talents of the same race, you two should be punished!"

Hearing this, Wang Jia Daneng's scalp became numb and his color changed: "Senior, this junior is from the Wang family in Beiyuan, and the ancestor of the family is still here..."

"Are you talking about the guy known as the Dark Lord who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"It is the Dark Patriarch. He has lived for more than 500 years, so he must have known him before," Wang Jiada tried to get close.

"Did you move him out to scare the old man?"

"The junior dare not, I just hope that the senior will look at the face of the dark ancestor and let the junior go!"

"What kind of face can a person who is greedy for life and fear of death hide in the source of the gods after killing his peers over time?"

Wang Jiadaneng's complexion changed again and again, knowing that he was self-defeating, and he shot himself in the foot with a stone.

Not only was the visitor not interested in his ancestors, but there was also a vague sense of hostility.

He didn't want to sit still, so he shouted at the deputy leader of the Yin-Yang Sect: "Escape separately!"

The deputy leader of Yin Yang Sect nodded, but did not act.

It was obvious that they were scheming against each other, hoping that the other would escape first and attract the attention of the saint.

Only then did he have the opportunity to activate the Xuanyu Terrace and leave here across the void.

It's a pity that both of them are old foxes, and their plan failed.

"Ah..." The saint sighed, "It is because of people like you that the human race is despised by all the ancient races, and keeping you will only make people look ashamed..."

Before the words were finished, a big hand appeared out of nowhere, and grabbed the deputy leader of the Yin Yang Sect and the Wang family Daneng.

"Fighting..." The two shouted, trying to fight with all their might to survive.

Both of them are extremely powerful, they are the top figures in the world, they can shatter mountains and rivers with a loud roar, and they are even more invincible and arrogant in the world on weekdays.

But extreme is a comparative term. Compared with a saint, Da Neng is a valley.

Therefore, when facing the saints, the deputy leader of the Yin Yang Sect and Wang Jia Daneng felt powerless, as if they were fighting against the entire universe.

The big hand fell, and an invisible pressure suddenly made them shatter like porcelain, the bones were broken, and then the body exploded.

"Oh no……"

They used the most powerful divine arts, but they were slapped alive by that big hand, leaving only two human-shaped bloodstains on the flattened ground.

After that, after a long time, there was no more movement, and the big black dog guessed that the saint had gone away.

"Who is he? Do we know each other?" Pangbo wanted to thank his benefactor in person.

"The emperor knows him," the big black dog grinned, and said hehe:

"Ye Hei's old lunatic brother, the emperor once walked with him, and the pressure made those big teachers unable to hold their heads up..."

"Is it him?" Pang Bo had also heard Ye Fan mention the old lunatic, and he knew that his methods were against the sky, comparable to a god.

"Who else could it be?" The big black dog gave Pang Bo a blank look:
"There are not many saints in the human race. Except for the old lunatic, the others are still buried in the soil."

Pangbo didn't get entangled in this issue, and began to help Li Heishui and the others heal their injuries.

And Gu Xiaofan's black flame was completely extinguished, like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes.

After a fierce battle, there was no danger, and everyone was safe and sound.

Three months later, figures of several people appeared in a small town.

"Xiao Fan, the Yin-Yang Sect has an ancient mirror of Yin-Yang, it's best not to provoke them..."

Li Heishui felt that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and now is not a good time for revenge.

"If there is a grudge, it is not a gentleman's action. If I don't avenge this grudge, I will feel aggrieved and will not be able to practice at all."

Gu Xiaofan was worried that the Yin Yang Sect, the Xiao family and the Beiyuan Wang family would not give up and would still target them.

Li Heishui's current cultivation base is not enough to deal with the next big battle.

Gu Xiaofan wanted to take the initiative to attack and draw the enemy to his side to buy time for Pangbo and the others.

"The opponent is getting stronger and stronger, and I suddenly feel that the pear mountain is huge." Pangbo took out a coffin board, hugged it and took a bite.

"Cultivate well, and you will have to rely on your help in the future battle," Gu Xiaofan said half-jokingly.

"Don't worry, after I eat the last coffin board, I will almost become the Holy Master. At that time, I will support those bastards," Pangbo said carelessly.

"Boy, have you figured out how to deal with those bastards?" The big black dog stretched.

(End of this chapter)