The Xia family's location was stained red with blood, and the ground was filled with blood and corpses, which was shocking. Jiang Xiaofan and others stood in the deepest part of the Xia family, their eyes swept in all directions, and finally took a step towards the palaces not far away.
"Search the house!"
An old monster yelled.
The Xia family, like the Wu family, is also a transcendent power that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and its accumulation is naturally very rich. Jiang Xiaofan and others swept past and put all the Xia family's treasures into their bags, leaving not even a hair behind.
"Hundreds of immortal weapons, thousands of elixirs, dozens of ancient medicine kings..."
The evil corpse sighed.
Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation, once defeated, everything becomes the spoils of the victor. This is the tragedy of being exterminated. Now, Jiang Xiaofan has control of four immortal treasure resources, and his family's wealth is terrifying.
"Boy, the three hidden families have been destroyed. What do you do now?"
Ancestor Huntian spoke.
These old monsters are not peaceful masters, and all of them have a sparkle in their eyes. The three hidden families have been wiped out, and now there are still remnants of the Demon Clan, the Shura Clan and the Ghost Clan, and dozens of old monsters all have sneers on their faces.
"Kill them completely!"
Jiang Xiaofan said.
The Demon Clan left dozens of Xuanxian and an ancient king of the Three Qing Dynasties to guard the Xia family's location, while the rest went directly to the Demon Clan's foothold in Ziwei. It was no secret that the three ancient tribes were in Ziwei's base camp. At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan and others tore open the void and instantly appeared in a majestic mountain range.
Heading towards the place covered with billowing black clouds, it looks like a storm is about to fall.
This is the location of the demon clan, a place that makes monks fearful and no one dares to approach it.
"kill!"
On this day, a word "kill" shook the sky and the earth, resounding throughout the entire area, shocking a group of monks dozens of miles away. There was a powerful Human Emperor cultivator who was more courageous and peeked at that place from a distance. His face suddenly turned pale with fright.
"Oh my god...oh my god..."
This is a powerful casual cultivator from the eighth level of the Human Emperor. He is looking ahead with his lips trembling.
"What's wrong?"
There was a monk nearby who was curious.
The first casual cultivator of the Human Emperor who peeked forward directly left a mental mark. It was the scene of Jiang Xiaofan leading the army of monsters, Patriarch Huntian and others to kill the demon clan’s base camp. The scene was extremely tragic.
"This this… "
"Someone is attacking the demon clan's base camp. That person..."
"Jiang...Jiang Ruren?! He...really showed up again!"
Looking at the spiritual imprint made by the Human Emperor's casual cultivator, the monks next to him were all shocked and in a daze. The next moment, many of them were excited, and many clenched their fists.
"Great! Great!"
There is humanity.
In the past, four ancient tribes were born. The Demon Tribe, the Shura Tribe and the Ghost Tribe brought harm to the world and killed too many human monks. Afterwards, Master Piaomiao made an oath of heaven with these tribes. Although the ancient tribe no longer wantonly killed the human monks, they still bullied the human race everywhere, making many human monks dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
Their territory has been invaded by foreign races and they have been humiliated everywhere. In recent years, ordinary human monks have lived a very bad life.
"Kill! Kill them all!"
Many people gritted their teeth and their eyes were full of excitement.
Seeing Jiang Xiaofan leading his army into the demon clan and killing the powerful demon clan one after another, these monks felt extremely excited. Many of them clenched their fists, and some passionate monks even wanted to rush forward.
Ahead, the shouts of killing shook the sky.
"kill!"
The cold voice echoed through the sky, Jiang Xiaofan held the Sky-Splitting Sword and slashed forward, splitting the void with one sword.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
His current strength is too strong. He has stood in the realm of the Three Pure Ones and has survived two terrible catastrophes. He is truly the strongest monster in all eternity. With his cultivation in the realm of the Three Pure Ones, he slashed out the Sky-Splitting Sword Qi, which few people could stop.
"Humble human!"
The demons have powerful Xuanxian Lihou.
"puff!"
Jiang Xiaofan didn't even raise his head, he just struck out with his sword and chopped it up on the spot.
The demons invaded Ziwei a few years ago, and finally occupied a large area, and even asked the master of Piaomiao Peak for several intact dragon veins. Now, Jiang Xiaofan came to the door with a large number of strong soldiers, pushing them across and causing blood to flow for thousands of miles.
"ah!"
The screams echoed, mixed with unwillingness and despair.
"Damn humans!"
The most powerful demon Xuanxian gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to stay any longer. He fled directly towards the distance to stay away from this place. However, he was destined to be unable to escape, so Jiang Xiaofan only ducked slightly to stop him.
"puff!"
The big golden hand pressed down and smashed it into a pulp on the spot.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
His voice was very cold, and with his own hands, the Sky-Splitting Sword Qi swept thousands of miles away.
Lin Quan and Tang You were killed by demons, and he couldn't forget them. At this moment, the aura on his body was very cold. Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, he could not let anyone here go, they would all die.
"Om!"
The original heavenly sound vibrated, and the void rolled like ocean waves.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
In all directions, sheets of blood mist exploded, and most of the demon monks in the demon clan's base camp died tragically on the spot.
Looking at this scene, Patriarch Huntian's eyes widened: "This kid is so evil, his combat power is even more terrifying than those at the top of the Three Purities. He has just entered this level, this is really... "
He didn't even know how to describe it.
Next to them, the other thirty-five old monsters all pouted.
Xie Zhi glanced at Patriarch Huntian and said, "What is this? It's all such a fuss. When I was in the Zhu family before, that kid was like a madman. He killed a Sanqing member of the Zhu family with his cultivation in the Xuanxian realm. Elder.”
Ancestor Huntian: “…”
He really couldn't find any words to say.
At the same time, many monks several miles away were all shocked. Looking at Jiang Xiaofan, who was charging and killing in the demon clan's base camp, many people were almost turned to stone, and their eyes almost didn't pop out.
"Too...too strong!"
Finally, someone said this in a trembling voice.
In their field of vision, every time Jiang Xiaofan made a move, a large number of powerful demons would fall. Even the most terrifying Xuanxian could not stop his sword. At his feet, countless demon monks were lying on their bodies, blood flowing gurglingly.
"No, don't kill me, ah!"
Sounds of panic, screams, and begging for mercy were all intertwined in the demon clan's base camp.
However, nowadays, no one shows mercy. Although the demon clan and the demon clan are both ancient clans, they have no friendship at all. They were enemies in ancient times. Naturally, Jiang Xiaofan could not show mercy to this group of people. He kept swinging the Sky-Splitting Sword Gang in his hand, reaping the lives of the demons one after another.
"The surviving ancient demon kings also ran away."
The evil corpse shook his head.
There are still a lot of demon armies in the demon clan's base camp, but there is not a single ancient king of the Three Pure Ones.
"They are not stupid, why are they still here waiting to die?"
Ancestor Hun Tian said.
The hatred between the demon clan, the Shura clan, the ghost clan, these ancient clans and Jiang Xiaofan can no longer be resolved. Since Jiang Xiaofan dares to kill the Zhu family, he must dare to kill the demon clan’s base camp. Several ancient kings of the demon clan naturally knew this. How could they dare to stay here without King Luotian in charge
That's just sitting and waiting to die.
"boom!"
Astonishing divine energy spread in the void, and after a few hours, everything became quiet.
The Demon Clan's base camp has been completely wiped out. Without the Ancient King of Sanqing sitting in it, the Demon Clan appears to be too fragile, no different from the Wu family and the Xia family. You know, Jiang Xiaofan has dozens of Three Pure Ancient Kings here, and the bounties on their combat prowess are too great.
"Take the dragon veins away, let's go to the Shura clan!"
Jiang Xiaofan said.
There are not too many dragon veins under the Demon Clan's base camp, only four. At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan and dozens of old monsters started working at the same time, each using the Three Pure Spirits to move all four intact dragon veins in the demon world into the mysterious little world inside his body.
The Wu family and Xia family have existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and the eight dragon veins under them are very stable. It would take too much time to remove them. But the demon tribe is different here. The dragon veins under it were moved here. Dozens of ancient kings of the Qing Dynasty worked together to use their methods. It was not difficult to take them away.
"Let's go! Go to the Shura clan!"
The dragon veins were withdrawn, and the group of people moved forward in a mighty way, crushing the void and rushing towards the location of the Shura clan.
This was an army of destruction. As it passed by, birds soared, ferocious beasts retreated, and no one dared to take a breath. After this army, the previous group of monks followed cautiously but excitedly. They were all from the human race. After hearing what Jiang Xiaofan said before, they knew that Jiang Xiaofan and the others were going to kill the Shura tribe.
They were all excited about this and wanted to witness it all with their own eyes.
Jiang Xiaofan naturally noticed the group of people following him, but he didn't say anything. It was impossible to hide these things from the world, and he had never thought of hiding them from anyone. He, Jiang Xiaofan, just wants to tell Ziwei Tianxia not to provoke his friends and old friends, otherwise, his anger will be enough to burn everything.
"Boom!"
Gray mist covered the sky, and soon, a group of people rushed into the Shura clan.
There was nothing to say. They were enemies themselves and it was an unsolvable situation. Jiang Xiaofan rushed to the front, followed by dozens of old monsters, and the group of people went straight in. Like the Demon Clan, the Shura Clan's Sanqing Ancient King also disappeared, unable to stop Jiang Xiaofan and others, and were quickly wiped out.
"Go to the ghost clan!"
The four dragon veins of the Shura clan were taken away, and the army continued to charge.
The gray demonic mist filled the purple sky, and the dense army rolled past, alarming batches of human monks. Looking at Jiang Xiaofan who was standing at the front, all the cultivators on Ziweixing were shocked and their expressions changed.
"It's really him, he appears again, he... what is he going to do?!"
Many monks had palpitations.
"The demons and Shura have been destroyed. He is going to where the ghosts are and destroy them!"
Someone spoke, his face full of excitement.
This man was one of the group of monks who first saw Jiang Xiaofan killing the powerful demon clan. He followed along and saw Jiang Xiaofan leading the powerful men to kill the demon clan and the Shura clan. His face was flushed with excitement at this moment.
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