Nangong Zhen used the Demonic Swallowing Technique to refine the origins of these two saints kings.

Two blood-red and dazzling origins flashed with blood-electric runes, emitting waves of Taoist aura.

Then a giant palm with a sky-holding palm fell from the sky, killing all the creatures of the blood and electricity clan with one palm.

Only a huge handprint was left on the spot, like the hand of a god, descending to the mortal world and suppressing everything.

The ancestral land of the Blood and Electric Royal Clan only left a corpse from one place, and the blood stained the earth red.

He put away the Red Blood Dragon Spear and the Bronze Bell.

The two holy soldiers are not weak, and they are only one step away from each other and can transform into a big holy soldiers.

Looking at the blood-electric royal family ancestral land that was flattened by him, he then headed towards the ancient royal family ancestral land without looking back.

A few days later, the news that the Blood and Electricity Royal Family was destroyed once again shocked the world.

The bells are ringing in the purple mountain, and the bells are endless, and the human race is boiling.

The Bell of Wushi suppressed all the ancient tribes, and the Blood and Electricity Clan was destroyed, which once again made all the ancient tribes angry and felt scared.

After his timeless reputation suppressed the world, Nangong Zhen kept slaughtering the ancient tribe in secret.

The destruction of a clan is a major event, which is enough to make many ancient clans afraid of it.

After all, if you can easily destroy a ruthless man from the ancient royal family, you will definitely not be a weak person.

"clang……"

The bells are ringing and the killings are endless!

Three months later, Zishan slowly returned to Qingning, and Zhong Bo disappeared on this day.

And in these three months, six ancient tribes were killed by Nangong Zhen.

At this time, the whole world was suppressed, and no one was not afraid. The ancient races would no longer dare to act rashly, and they were all afraid.

The Bell of the Timeless Shot shocked the world, and the Demon King secretly harvested the heads of the ancient royal family.

In the past three months, I don’t know how many human monks have knelt down to Zishan, almost as a pilgrimage, and bowed their heads step by step.

The destruction of the six ancient royal families was even more stormy and terrifying.

People discovered that the six ancient royal tribes were all the most clamoring ancient tribes.

For a moment, people were all amazed that the nameless strong man should be so terrifying.

However, all the tribes in the ancient times were silent and hid in their nests, and did not dare to leave a single step.

The top clans feared the sound of the Bell of Wushi and doubted the life and death of Wushi.

The other ancient tribes who did not have the Great Saint Ancestor King were afraid of the demon killing, for fear that the demon killing came to the door to destroy the tribe.

All the ancient tribes have opened up defensive formations to cover and protect their ancestral land.

In the past three months, ancient creatures have also gone out, all contacting major human sects, with a very low attitude and wanting to find out the situation through them.

However, all the royal families were disappointed, and no one knew the situation of Zishan, so they could not find out what was going on.

I can't figure out who that Demon Killing is!

"Why, why can the human emperor last forever? No matter how strong the timeless emperor is, he can't live for so long!"

After calming down completely, all the ancient tribes had doubts, but no one dared to jump out and no one wanted to be the first to be the first. If they were hit, they would die suddenly!

"The human race who only secretly attacks and kills my ancient royal family, it is best to come out to repent and beg for the forgiveness of my ancient tribe, otherwise my ancient tribe will be born and will crush you to ashes."

Some ancient strong clans also came out to release some signal, and some major clans wanted to invite the Great Saint Ancestor King to be killed.

"It is impossible for us to be in this world for thousands of years. We have been dead for thousands of years!"

Finally, a person stood up first and explained his force field with a clear view.

The Emperor of Heaven stood up and told the story in the Northern Divine City. It was not a private statement that it sent a very obvious signal to the ancient tribes.

Over the past few days, the Emperor of Heaven has been in and out of the major royal family and clearly explained his views. He has been in a state of transformation for many years and there is no need to be afraid.

Suddenly, the Northern Region, which had been calm for many days, was suddenly aroused a great uproar, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more tense.

On this night, Nangong Zhen came to Zishan.

Inside the purple mountain!

"It's not enough. You can only hear Zhong Bo and not show the imperial skills, how can you be intimidated?" Ye Fan said to himself, and then sent a message to the Demon Swallowing Heaven and said, "Master, you should take the God of Death with you and I will go on a journey."

"Let's go, in the last time, bloom the glory of my Yuan Tianshi lineage and kill a great royal family."

Under the night moon, outside the purple mountain was a terrifying figure, all wearing loose black clothes and black cloaks, whistling in the wind.

From a distance, they looked like a god of death. They were motionless, only their black clothes were dancing, and they were like petrified.

"My friend Ye!" Nangong Zhen looked at Ye Fan and others who came out of Zishan.

"Senior Nangong! Why are you here?" Ye Fan was happy. He didn't expect that Nangong Zhen would actually leave a clone in Beidou.

Zhang Lin, wearing a black cloak, looked at Nangong Zhen without saying anything. Behind him were a group of gods of death.

"When I saw someone, I controlled your body and shouted everywhere, wanting to challenge the world. The Bell of the Timeless Bell rang for three consecutive months, so I came to see it. I didn't expect it to be your masterpiece, it's not bad!" Nangong Zhen said.

"Damn Fatty Duan." Ye Fan gritted his teeth. Sure enough, the unscrupulous Taoist priest still dug out his body.

"Are you going to do something big?" Nangong Zhen said.

"Yes, killing an ancient royal family will shock the world."

"Okay, come with me!"

"Wait a minute, Senior Nangong." Ye Fan said.

"Hmm! Is there anything else?" Nangong Zhen asked.

"I'll save this Senior Yang first!" Ye Fan took out the divine source wrapped in Yang Yi.

A huge divine source was cut open by Ye Fan. He learned the art of energy and was almost in a state of enlightenment. He was not far from the source of the Heavenly Master, so he would not hurt the people of the Neifeng.

Yang Yi lay on the ground, motionless, her beautiful eyes closed, as if she was sleeping beauty, extremely peaceful.

Finally, he looked at Yang Yi lying on the ground deeply.

"Let's go! This fellow Taoist Nangong!" Zhang Lin, wearing a black cloak, said to Nangong Zhen.

"Aren't you waiting for her to wake up?" Nangong Zhen said.

Zhang Lin shook his head: "I won't wait anymore. I will scare her like this."

Ye Fan refined a few drops of the true dragon magic liquid into her body, and a ray of light like a bright moon bloomed, igniting her vitality. After only half a quarter of an hour, she woke up.

The divine moon hung high, the moonlight was bright, she was extremely confused, her big eyes slowly became spiritual, as if she was recalling everything.

"Don't ask anything, there is someone who hopes you can live well." Ye Fan said.

"Zhang Lin, is it you? Where are you going, why don't you want to meet me?" Yang Yi's eyes were filled with tears and stared at the front.

Zhang Lin did not turn around or look back, wearing a black cloak, leading a group of death gods and stride forward with Nangong Zhen.

"Zhang Lin, I know it's you..." Yang Yi cried and strode forward.

The fifth generation of Yuanyuan Tianshi Zhang Lin wrapped his terrifying body covered with red hair with a big cloak, tightly and tightly, without even a single bit of it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Girl, you recognize the wrong person. It's ten thousand years later. Zhang Lin has died on a morning when the morning glow rises, and it dissipates with the wind."

There is only one night of life. When the first ray of morning light appears, it is when he and all the gods of death turn into ashes, and he has no time to stay.

"Kill, let's kill a bright world!" The fifth generation of Yuantian ancestor shouted.

"This is the last night. Do you really never meet her again?

Don’t let your life leave regrets. If you do this, she will choose to go with you!

Moreover, how did you know she would care about your current appearance?

If you don’t look back for now, maybe that’s your biggest regret in your life!” Nangong Zhen persuaded.

"Zhang Lin, it doesn't matter what happens, stop." Yang Yi cried.

Zhang Lindon stepped down.

Yang Yi chased after him, with tears in her eyes, and quietly looked at Zhang Lin covered in black.

Zhang Lin slowly took off his black hood, lifted up the black cloak, revealing his true face. His body was covered with blood-colored hair, which was about half a foot long, and even his face was covered with dense appearance, so he couldn't see his true face clearly.

Yang Yi slowly stretched out a jade hand, touched the face, with tears in her eyes, and said, "No matter what you become, it is Zhang Lin from the past. No matter where you go, I will always follow you."

"I'm not much time left, and before dawn tomorrow, I will disappear into the first ray of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays

If you want to follow me, you must promise me and live well!" Zhang Lin said hoarsely.

Yang Yi cried loudly, heartbreaking.

Zhang Lin stretched out his hand and wanted to help her wipe away the tears from her face, but soon froze in the air again. It was a red hairy claw with sharp black nails.

Yang Yi grabbed his hand and placed it on her face: "Okay, I promise you, let me accompany you for the last time!"

"Okay, let's go, we don't have much time left." Zhang Lin gently stroked Yang Yi's face.

The wind blew and the mist filled the darkness.

They set off again, and there was a beauty in white in the black-clothed God of Death. Zhang Lin also took off his black clothes and turned into a red-haired monster. The two of them walked side by side.

Ye Fan and Nangong Zhen walked together, and the two looked at the pair of beauties.

The mist rolls up the sky, gloomy and terrifying, covering the stars and the moon. They are like ghosts from hell, holding the sickle of the god of death to harvest life in the world.
Chapter completed!