"How dare you! Do you think my ancestor would surrender to me? I advise you to get out of Fengyun Realm right away if you know what's best for you. Otherwise, when my ancestor comes out of seclusion, you will all be dead without a burial place!"
Feng Zhengyang said in a stern but weak tone.
Even though he was afraid in his heart, after all, he was facing a powerful Heavenly Lord with hundreds of thousands of saints above his head, but he still shouted and rebuked them, hoping to scare them away.
Moreover, these people broke through the boundary and came with such a huge momentum that many powerful people of the Wind Clan and even the Emperor Ancestor might have noticed it.
It won’t be long before they arrive at Fengyun Realm!
Although there are hundreds of thousands of saints in the army, Feng Zhengyang is still full of confidence in his own emperor ancestor.
The Emperor is an almighty powerful being who has already touched the realm of the Emperor. Although he is not as good as a true Great Emperor, he is not someone that a mere Saintly Powerful One can contend with.
Even if it is an army of hundreds of thousands of saints, a powerful emperor can easily destroy it.
"Little guy, maybe you don't know who my master is! So what if he's an emperor? It's his honor to be able to submit to my master! Since you don't want to accept my toast, I can only search your soul and find your ancestor, the emperor!"
Fen Tianzun sighed softly, his eyes fell on Feng Zhengyang, and instantly became extremely cold.
Fentianzun, the former Fentian Saint King was not a good man. If he had not followed Ling Xiao in his battles over the years and had not restrained his temper, he would probably not have said a word to Feng Zhengyang and would have killed him directly, searching his soul and taking away his spirit.
However, Feng Zhengyang's threat still made Fen Tianzun lose confidence.
"Protect the Third Prince!"
The many powerful men of the Feng Clan instantly protected Feng Zhengyang among them, especially Feng Zhengyang's four protectors, who exuded an incomparably powerful aura all around them, and their eyes were full of vigilance.
These four protectors all have the cultivation level of peak Saint Kings. If they join forces, they will be able to defeat even the Supreme Saint King.
But facing Fentianzun, they were not at all sure.
"Just you guys?"
Fen Tianzun smiled coldly and then slapped him.
Boom!
As his palm print fell, wind and clouds surged all around in an instant, and endless original power gathered to form a palm print that was as overwhelming as a mountain, covering all the people of the Wind Clan.
"kill!"
The four protectors roared in anger, bursting out with all their skills, and charged forward to kill.
And those strong men of the Wind Clan displayed powerful attack abilities, transforming into torrents that rushed into the sky, trying to shatter Fen Tianzun's palm print.
Snap!
The torrent of divine light in the sky was smashed into powder by the palm print. The strong men of the Wind Clan didn't even have time to scream before they turned into ashes.
The four protectors were all struck by lightning. They trembled violently, coughed up blood, and flew out horizontally.
Before they could make any move, they saw a blazing flame rising from the palm of Fentianzun, instantly enveloping them.
Those flames were like maggots on the heel, and began to burn fiercely. Even though the four protectors possessed the cultivation level of the Saint King, they had no way to extinguish them.
The screams were endless, causing everyone in the Yun Clan to change their expressions.
The four protectors were quickly reduced to ashes in the flames!
In the blink of an eye, many powerful men of the Feng clan, including the four great protectors, all died at the hands of Fen Tianzun, leaving only Feng Zhengyang alone.
If it weren't for Fen Tianzun's deliberate intention to keep Feng Zhengyang, Feng Zhengyang would have died by now.
"All dead?"
Feng Zhengyang's mind was blank and his eyes were filled with deep fear.
It was only then that he realized that the powerful Heavenly Lord in front of him was an extremely ruthless person who did not care about the so-called threat from the Emperor at all, and the Feng Clan was not taken seriously by him at all.
Even the people of the Yun Clan couldn't help but step back and keep their distance, fearing that they would be affected. They looked at Fen Tianzun with awe in their eyes.
"Are these people from other universes? Are they planning to invade Fengyun Realm? Fengyun Realm is in danger!"
Princess Yunqing's eyes were filled with worry, and she was not at all happy about the destruction of the Wind Clan's strong men.
Because she realized that these people were invaders from other worlds!
Not only the Wind Clan, I'm afraid the Cloud Clan will also be doomed.
Moreover, after these people entered the Fengyun Realm, they did not hide their true intentions at all, and even called on the Feng Clan's Emperor to surrender by name, which shows that they have the courage to deal with the Emperor.
"Could it be that this mysterious Lord is also a powerful Emperor?"
Princess Yunqing looked up at the figure of Xinying Lingxiao and was extremely shocked.
whoosh!
Fen Tianzun grabbed Feng Zhengyang's neck like an eagle catching a chick, and lifted him up. The powerful spiritual power rushed into Feng Zhengyang's brows unscrupulously and began to search his soul.
Although Feng Zhengyang is the third prince of the Feng clan and has a treasure protecting his soul, he is unable to resist the invasion of a Heavenly Venerable.
Soon, Fen Tianzun found the information he wanted from Feng Zhengyang's soul sea of consciousness.
Fen Tianzun grabbed Feng Zhengyang, leaped into the air and returned to Xinying Lingxiao.
"My Lord, I have found out! The most powerful in the Fengyun Realm are the Feng Clan and the Yun Clan. The Feng Clan has an emperor ancestor who just broke through to the emperor realm a few hundred years ago. The Yun Clan does not have an emperor, but it has four great celestial masters..."
Fen Tianzun respectfully reported the news from Fengyun Realm to Xin Ying Ling Xiao.
"My Lord, are we going to kill the Wind Clan now?"
Bai Linglong asked out loud.
Although she didn't know how Xin Yue Ling Xiao would deal with the Emperor Ancestor of the Wind Clan, she believed in Xin Yue Ling Xiao. The Fengyun Realm alone could not stop Xin Yue Ling Xiao's steps.
"No need! They're already here!"
Xin Xin Ling Xiao said lightly, his eyes were extremely deep, looking into the void in the distance.
Boom!
The void shook violently, and an immense aura burst out. From the east and west sides of the Fengyun Mountains, two groups of brilliant light came out of nowhere, emitting green and white light respectively, and enveloped a group of terrifying figures.
People from the Wind Tribe and the Cloud Tribe arrived at the same time!
The four great celestial masters of the Yun clan were all present, leading dozens of powerful Saint Kings with them. The terrifying aura was overwhelming, as if it could shatter the void in all directions.
Hundreds of figures with terrifying auras came from the Wind Clan, all of them were powerful Saint Kings.
Among them were two powerful celestial masters, one male and one female. The male was handsome and elegant, wearing a dragon robe, standing tall and proud. The female was extremely beautiful, wearing a phoenix robe, and was the mother of the world.
But it happened that these two great Heavenly Masters were not in control. In front of them, there was a boy in a blood-stained robe, who looked to be about seven or eight years old, delicate and cute, but his eyes were extremely cruel and crazy, containing bloodthirsty murderous intent, and a hint of indifference that regarded all living beings in the world as ants.
(End of this chapter)