The black-haired young man stood on the altar, his body upright, his eyes cold and deep. He stood there motionless, but it seemed like a magic mountain, and like an unsheathed sword, which made everyone feel suffocated.
"Damn, after all, living a long life is also a kind of capital. This old guy is almost as good as Yao Yuan!"
Qin Luo cursed secretly.
Looking at the sudden appearance of this black-haired young man, even Jiang Xiaofan was frightened. This person is too terrifying. His aura is as powerful as the Kunlai of the Heavenly Clan not long ago. He is also a peerless powerhouse from the ninth level of Luotian!
"careful!"
Jiang Xiaofan looked solemn.
At this moment, the entire group of them was on alert.
A powerful being from the ninth level of Luotian can be said to be invincible under the Holy Heaven.
"You all dedicate yourself to the ancestors together."
The old antique from the Yuetong Clan had an expressionless face, and his eyes were extremely cold.
He stood on the altar, and even the strange blood mist stopped, as if he was imprisoned, unable to move.
"Ancestor, you..."
Yan Wuxin looked horrified and held her brother's hand tightly.
She knew very well how terrifying this ancestor of her clan was, a person who had survived since ancient times. After the death of the ancestor, he also proposed the plan to resurrect the ancestor. He is the most terrifying strong man in the Yuetong tribe today.
She herself was not afraid of death, but the old antique from the Yuetong clan wanted to sacrifice Yan Wuyue as well. She was very scared and said anxiously: "Brother has opened his divine eyes and is the hope of our clan. You can't do that, ancestor." Such."
"So what, it's just the Three Pure Realms. Compared with the ancestors, it's just a speck of dust."
Yuetong Old Antique said.
He has lived long enough, and has gone through millions of years from ancient times to the present. It has been a million years, and he has become indifferent to family affection, which has long since disappeared in the long river of time.
"No, ancestor, you..."
The girl was very anxious.
Next to her, Yan Wuyue pulled her and blocked her behind her: "No need to say more."
To a certain extent, the cold and ruthless old antique of the Yuetong Clan is no longer a person, he is no different from a piece of cold metal. Talking to such people is just playing the piano to a cow.
"There's really no need to say more. Get ready to hit the road."
On the altar, the old antique from the Yuetong tribe said indifferently.
He looked very young, probably in his twenties, with black hair dancing in the wind. However, even so, his eyes were extremely deep, and there seemed to be a long river of time flowing in them.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, he directly stretched out his big hand without mercy.
Now, the real body of the old antique from the Yuetong Clan has come out of seclusion. This kind of energy is so terrifying and astonishing that it is far more than the wisp of soul thought just now. He pressed down with his palm, and even the slightest crack appeared in the space where the Holy Heaven fell.
With such a palm, no one in Luo Tian could stop it!
Looking at this palm, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes shone brightly. Although he was solemn, he was not afraid. The light around him flickered, and dozens of mysterious jade platforms appeared immediately, exuding a terrifying murderous intent that frightened even King Luo Tian.
"Do it!"
He said in a low voice.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Dozens of mysterious jade platforms transformed into streams of light and immediately rushed towards the Yuetong Clan's old antique.
"Hey, I didn't expect to use it in the end."
Qin Luo said.
Like Jiang Xiaofan, dozens of mysterious jade platforms burst out of his body, all filled with terrifying thoughts of killing, and the billowing divine light shook the surrounding areas. As soon as these mysterious jade platforms came out, they instantly turned into peerless killing arrays, covering all directions.
"boom!"
Essences from all directions were pouring in continuously, and even the strange blood mist was affected.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The sound of breaking through the sky kept ringing.
At this moment, Chen Yifeng and Cang Muheng did not hesitate at all, and simultaneously threw out a dozen mysterious jade platforms, and they all flooded towards the old antiques of the Yuetong tribe in front, turning into dozens of killing formations to suppress them together. .
"Boom!"
This is a terrifying force of energy, killing lights interweave in this space, each one is as thick as a bucket.
The Yuetong Clan is a large and ancient clan, and Jiang Xiaofan and others naturally know how terrifying this clan is. They came here to look for Yan Wuyue. Of course, they couldn't rush in without making any preparations. They were not reckless people.
"Sixty Sky-Splitting Killing Formations are enough for this old boy to drink a cup, right?"
Qin Luo smiled sinisterly.
Before coming here, Jiang Xiaofan spent a lot of mental energy to carve out a total of sixty Sky-Splitting Killing Formations, just in case. At this moment, the real form of the old antique from the Yuetong Clan appeared, and they threw out all the killing array.
"boom!"
The killing light was rolling all over the place, and tiny black holes emerged one after another. The scene was extremely horrifying.
"Brother, they..."
Looking at this scene, Yan Wuxin opened her mouth in shock.
Not to mention her, even Yan Wuyue himself was surprised, his blood-stained eyes sparkling.
The old antique from the Yuetong Clan was instantly overwhelmed by dozens of sky-splitting killing arrays. Even though those murderous intentions were as powerful as him, he frowned. But soon, his eyes became even colder: "A few little ants!"
"Buzz!"
Around the altar, the strange blood mist suddenly started to move and flooded straight towards Jiang Xiaofan and others. Vaguely, the group of people heard a fierce ghost roaring among them, which made people's souls feel chilly.
"Can you control them?"
Jiang Xiaofan changed color.
The old antique from the Yuetong tribe had no expression on his face, and his eyes did not contain the slightest emotion: "It's just for guidance."
"Grumbling!"
In this space, endless blood mist was rolling, like a peerless ferocious beast roaring, fiercely rushing toward Jiang Xiaofan and the others. And what is heart-stopping is that they have become even more terrifying than before.
Looking at these bloody lights, Jiang Xiaofan frowned.
"Have peace of mind and become a part of the ancestor of my Yuetong Clan. This is also your honor."
The old antique from the Yuetong Clan said coldly.
Trapped in dozens of sky-splitting killing formations, he was not facing a terminal crisis. After all, he is an unparalleled being from the ninth level of Luo Tian. The killing formations carved by Jiang Xiaofan can only temporarily trap his actions.
"This old guy!"
Qin Luo cursed directly.
At this moment, these blood mist no longer only targeted the people of the Moon Eye Clan, but actually launched an attack and killing trend towards them, and it was very terrifying, as if they were going to devour them all.
"Keng!"
The sword light reaches the sky, Cang Muheng has no expression on his face, and directly cuts hundreds of terrifying sword gangs.
The old antique from the Yuetong Clan was temporarily trapped in the Sky-Splitting Killing Formation. Although there was no threat to him, Jiang Xiaofan and others could take the opportunity to leave. But now, the blood mist surged in as if consciously, directly covering Xiang Xiaofan and others, and even imprisoning the surrounding space.
"Return to the void!"
Chen Yifeng opened his mouth and swept out a large area of emptiness.
On the other side, Yan Wuyue didn't waste any time. His moon pupils opened wide, and his magical skills flowed, interweaving a six-pointed star array, spinning towards the blood mist mark on the sky.
"boom!"
The five young supreme masters of the Three Pure Realms took action together, and the billowing divine energy spread, shaking all directions.
"Boom!"
This space is shaking, and the void is twisting.
"No matter how many ants there are, it will all be in vain."
The old antique from the Yuetong Clan is indifferent and ruthless.
There were strands of Dao light intertwined outside his body, and the destructive killing light in the Sky-Splitting Killing Formation couldn't do anything to him at all, and could only temporarily block his steps.
"Crack!"
In just the blink of an eye, one of the killing formations shattered and disintegrated.
"Chi!"
He waved his right hand, and a ray of blood shot out, shattering another killing array.
Such a scene immediately made Jiang Xiaofan and others' expressions darken.
"Boom!"
All around the void, billowing blood mist surged. At this moment, it seemed as if it had its own soul, moving towards Jiang Xiaofan and his group in an orderly manner. The strange power contained in it made people feel numb.
"Blood-eyed man, are you okay yet?"
Qin Luo shouted.
Yan Wuyue's eyes intertwined with divine light, and he shook his head and said: "No, the void in all directions is completely imprisoned."
This space was completely sealed and they could not escape. Yan Wuyue left his soul mark outside, and he could leave after performing the holy technique. But now, with the blood mist covering the surrounding area, his technique was ineffective.
"No need to struggle, it's just in vain."
In the Sky-Splitting Killing Formation, the old antique from the Yuetong Clan said indifferently.
He didn't seem to want to delay at all, a ray of fairy light rushed out of his body, and the tyrannical power swept across all directions like a huge wave. This is a bloody knife, with dense patterns intertwined on the blade, making it a powerful artifact.
"Yue Zhan."
Two cold words came from the mouth of the Yuetong clan old antique.
As soon as the word Yue Zhan came out, the Sky-Splitting Killing Formation trapped outside his body collapsed one by one, and most of it was destroyed in the blink of an eye. The terrifying sword light intertwined in this space, causing the sky to change color.
"Damn it!"
Looking at this scene, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but curse secretly and became slightly anxious.
He prepared enough means to temporarily seal the freedom of the Yuetong tribe's old antiques, and then they would have enough time to escape. However, what he didn't expect was that the blood mist here was too weird. Old Antique Yuetong was temporarily trapped by them, but the blood mist stopped them.
"boom!"
In this space, terrifying killing lights criss-crossed, astonishing sword lights intertwined, and divine energy rolled like ocean waves. Yue Zhan is the name of Yuetong Old Antique's magical weapon. At this moment, he is holding the magical sword and cuts through several killing formations again in the blink of an eye.
A powerful being from the ninth level of Luotian controlled a top-level artifact. The power was so terrifying that it caused the space to shake. Moreover, this aura actually spread out of the bloody land, and dozens of figures walked out of the void outside the bloody land, with shock on their faces.
"This is… "
"It seems... it seems to be the breath of our ancestors."
"Why are you in there?!"
More than a dozen people looked surprised.
At the same time, in a small forest not far away, the old man who was cutting wood slowly raised his head and looked directly into the bloody field. After a moment, a glint of light flashed slightly in his cloudy eyes, and disappeared from the spot silently like air...