Even if the ancient holy soldiers were damaged, and they were not made of divine materials handed down from generation to generation, their divine power was unimaginable. The mountains collapsed, and the entire wilderness trembled.
In the distance, all the birds and beasts were trembling, and they all knelt down on the ground, worshiping in this direction, and the world was silent. Only here, a purple gold hammer hangs in the void, and all the heavens and myriad worlds seem to be collapsing under the shock.
It is indescribable, and there is nothing to resist the terrifying power at this moment. The purple waves it sends meet mountains and landslides, lakes and lakes dry up, and valleys sink.
The world is destroyed, everything is destroyed!
"The damn bastard is here again, destroying my home and destroying my village. This is really going to kill them all. I will never die with you!"
In a mountainous area in the distance, several old barbarians saw this scene, all of them were bearded and haired. They hadn't counterattacked Beiyuan, and the other party bullied them again. If they hadn't moved away, they would have been bloodbathed.
The purple waves spread, the world became quiet, everything was destroyed, ancient villages, mountains, etc. were already disintegrated under the aftermath.
When everything calmed down, the frontmost mountains were silently annihilated, and a breeze blew by, falling down like paper and turning into fly ash.
It is such a crippled holy weapon, which is far from being comparable to a great weapon handed down from generation to generation, but it has such power!
Hanging in front of the members of the Wang family was a purple gold hammer the size of a human head. The purple air was transpiring and the sun was shining brightly. It was originally very delicate, but the top was missing one-third and was sunken.
Wang Chengtian's eyes were full of coldness, and he stood proudly with his hands behind his back, indescribably indifferent, like an outsider.
However, in an instant, his face froze, his eyes froze, and then he took a dozen strides back, his expression suddenly froze.
In the rear, the other members of the Wang family were also stunned, and then they were extremely shocked, and they all showed disbelief.
Right in front, the three of them came out of the dissipated purple ripples intact, all with calm faces and no fear at all.
One of the fellows spoke, with a mocking look on his face, and said: "Just your broken hammer, you dare to call it a holy weapon, and it is almost used for making medicine for me, Li Tian Shenzi."
Wang Chengtian and the others were completely shocked. They knew that there was serious trouble, what happened far exceeded their expectations, and there was probably a catastrophe today.
In the heart of Ye Fan's right hand, there is a fist-sized copper furnace, which is beautiful and dazzling, crystal clear, and the copper material is spiritual, clear and moist, shining and shining.
The soft light and mist it emitted protected the three of them inside, and wisps of the power of a saint overflowed, shocking people's hearts, unparalleled.
"The perfect handed down holy weapon!" The Wang family was cold from head to toe. They couldn't touch this kind of thing on weekdays. It was the treasure left by the great sage in the world. The one in the family was enshrined, and it was hard to see from a distance. Chance.
Wang Chengtian's whole body was icy cold, it was the first time he felt that death was so close, facing such a weapon, he would have to die dozens of times.
His elder brother once competed with Wang Chengkun for the position of Patriarch. In terms of strength, they are far superior. They are the famous duo of Wang's generation, no one can resist.
However, their strength was no match for the astonishing aptitude of a young son. The young Wang Teng was valued by the ancestors and earned the position of Patriarch for his father.
Now, Wang Chengkun has been killed, and his elder brother has become the most powerful contender for the head of the family. They begged for a purple gold hammer for him, and let him use the power of the holy soldier to kill the holy body. The prestige of one faction adds luster to his elder brother's superior position.
However, in the end, it was such a result that the other party had a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, which made him fall into an ice cellar.
"Let us kneel down to death, how dare you speak." Li Tian sneered.
"Don't kill us..." Someone behind Wang Chengtian trembled under the divine power of the holy soldier. No one is not afraid of death, it's just that the degree of fear is different.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, a light flashed in Ye Fan's hand, and a ray of haze shot out from the Goddess Furnace, gorgeous and beautiful, fixed the purple gold hammer on the spot, and then rolled back.
He held it in his hand and rubbed it lightly, using the Goddess Stove to wipe off all the imprints of spiritual consciousness inside, and then observed carefully.
"Unfortunately, it is a broken piece, with serious trauma inside."
This weapon is not only poor in material, but also wears too much, overdrawing the last vitality, and the fire of the gods inside will be extinguished, otherwise it will not be suppressed at all, and it will be even more difficult to seize.
Yan Yixi said: "The collapse is severe enough, we can suppress it with the Goddess Furnace, otherwise we will really subdue the gods of unholy soldiers. But there are also shortcomings, so it will be damaged more seriously, and it will not be used a few times in the future."
"It's okay, it's better than not being able to use it at all," Ye Fan said.
The holy weapon is terrible, and it can only be used if it subdues the gods inside, otherwise it will backlash at any time and kill the holder. This is the reason why big forces are not afraid even if their handed down weapons are seized, because there is a great chance to take them back, and it is difficult to use them if they fall into the hands of the enemy.
"You little bastards, I'm a loser today!" Wang Chengtian saw that the Holy Soldier was going to completely change hands. Although it was incomplete, it was still a big loss for the family, and one could imagine the depression in his heart.
"Fuck you, you're still stubborn, I won't be able to cut you to death in a while!" Li Tian said, he took the Goddess Stove, and swept a divine light on the spot.
Wang Chengtian flew upside down, his bones and tendons rang non-stop, the sea of wheels shattered, the Taoist palace collapsed, and the Xiantai was bleeding. He was crippled on the spot and lost his cultivation.
"You..." Wang Chengtian trembled all over, and all thoughts were lost. He practiced hard for a lifetime, but today it is completely over.
"What are you!" Li Tian slapped him backhand and knocked him to the ground.
"Don't kill us, agree to any conditions." The other people were almost scared out of their wits, kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.
"I have a lot of questions, and I want to ask you." Ye Fan smiled, and was about to invade Beiyuan. The more he knew about this family, the better.
"You bastards..." Wanchengtian was not only scolding several clansmen, but also Ye Fan and others, and he wanted to continue to yell and curse loudly.
"boom!"
Ye Fan descended from the sky, stepped down, and buried half of his face into the mud. He could no longer speak, and then kicked him into the distance like a dead dog.
Not long after, Ye Fan got a lot of valuable information from several people, and finally brought these people into the barbarian tribe and handed them over to continue to torture.
The people of the tribe hated them to the core, so naturally they would not have gentle means. They almost cut Wang Chengtian to pieces and whipped him hard with a big stick.
When Ye Fan left, he wiped away the traces of the battlefield. He didn't want to leave behind the breath of the ancient holy soldiers, because it is not appropriate to be exposed now.
Not long after, those who had built the teleportation array arrived from Phoenix City, but they were all disappointed, the battle had long since ended, and they hadn't seen anything.
"Woooo..." The horn blared, and the barbarian tribes were counting their troops, preparing to enter Beiyuan. Twice, someone came to bloodbath their villages, which can be described as too deceitful.
Summon all masters, no matter those who live in groups in the mountains, those who practice alone in secret places, or those who retreat, all must appear.
This ancient ox horn represents war, and it will never be sounded unless it is a critical moment. Once it is sounded, there will be a world-shattering war, and the whole clan will fight, blood will flood the earth.
Ye Fan felt that it was time to invade Beiyuan, and many big forces focused their attention on Nanling, aiming at the layout, it was just right for them to jump out at this time, and the battle into Beiyuan was successful!
"Woooo..." The ancient oxhorn blew long and loudly, shaking the mountains and ravines, and resounding all over the ancient land.
"Aww..."
With a loud roar, Wanshan shook, and a huge blue dragon crossed the sky, casting a large shadow, with boundless horror, and the aura it emitted made all spirits tremble.
It has a pair of huge scale wings, each of which can cover a mountain, one can imagine how terrifying this sky overlord is.
This is a dragon species that was raised by the old patriarch of the previous generation and has the blood of the blue dragon in its body. Nine old people are sitting cross-legged on it. They are very old, but they are all wild. Great, all in one shape.
"These people..." Ye Fan was surprised. These old people are extremely terrifying. Each of them is about three thousand years old, and they are living fossils in the tribe.
"Roar… "
On the other side, a huge white tiger roared and galloped from the depths of the mountains. Every foot that landed could trample a cliff, possessing unparalleled terrifying destructive power.
This is the terrifying patron saint on the other side of the barbarians. He has lived for more than 3,500 years, is as high as a mountain, and has a monstrous aura.
On its back, there are more than 30 terrifying old people, all of whom are over two thousand years old, with hair like messy grass. Axes and big sticks are fierce and frightening.
"Roar… "
The roar continued, one after another of the wild beasts rushed, and there was a master sitting on each of them. This is a group of barbarian powerhouses with a slightly lower generation, and they are not qualified to sit on the two patron saints.
They are naked from the upper body, each with brass and iron bones, muscles like horned dragons, or sitting on gods, or sitting cross-legged on unicorns and lions, all of them look like ancient gods of war.
"So many masters, damn it, I wasn't so powerful when the Dao of Desire was at its peak!" Li Tian shrank his neck, feeling cold all over his body.
The ancient barbarian tribes were too mysterious and powerful. No wonder they dared to say that they were bullied by the immortal gods, and dared to kill the past and completely overthrow it.
"Some of these fierce men riding wild beasts are powerful, so many, so powerful!" Yan Yixi felt almost suffocated.
There was a loud roar, and the mountains and plains were full of figures, all of them rose into the sky, old and young, all of them were extremely wild and sturdy, holding terrifying primitive ancient soldiers. This group of people didn't have mounts, but they all had scary mana. The point was that there were too many troops in the mountains and plains.
"Report..."
In the distant sky, someone rode a bird of prey and flew into the depths of the wild ridge like a bolt of lightning, and reported loudly, "Several forces left by the Wang family in Nanling have entered the barren ridge and are hunting for my people, threatening to Everyone in their village will be hunted down and killed wherever they flee, and they will be wiped clean with blood."
A barbarian old man stood up and stood on a cliff, his hair flying wildly, and shouted: "The royal family of Beiyuan is too deceitful. This is the third time that our people have been bloodbathed. What do you think we should do?"
"Kill, go into Beiyuan and break through their family with the strongest combat power!"
"Counterattack, break through the royal family of Beiyuan, and let the anger of the Mangu War God burn all over Beiyuan!"
"They want to bloodbath our clansmen, so we will kill their clans, and let the so-called ancient families be removed from the world forever!"
Men and women veterans are all roaring, their fighting spirit is overwhelming!
All over the mountains and plains, there are figures everywhere, people shouting and roaring, and the crowd is excited, they all want to kill Beiyuan.
"Okay, just today, the masters of our clan gathered and marched into Beiyuan, killing them all alone, killing them!" The old patriarch on the cliff roared, and countless people below responded.
"Kill them to death, invade Beiyuan, and beat out their yolks!"
"Insulting our clan, bloodbathing our settlements, unbearable, leveling them!"
"Fuck them to death!"
The barbarian army, with banners and banners flying, was full of murderous intent, all of them were waving big sticks, everyone's blood was boiling, and they wanted to kill the generals immediately.