Chapter 429 The ancient Houdog clan is dead

Chapter 429 The ancient Houdog clan is dead

"Why... is this happening?"

The sky was gray and hundreds of blood flowers bloomed on the ground.

The gathering place of hundreds of thousands of people was silent. The extraordinary beings were stunned and sat on their knees in front of the corpse.

The crowd suppressed themselves, suppressed the sobs in their throats, and roared lowly.

"Are we really bugs?"

I don’t know who raised the question, but this sentence kept growing in everyone’s mind.

They seem to be really bugs, they can be kneaded and bullied at will. The bloody flowers on the ground are the best proof.

"It's useless. Humanity is destined to perish. Instead of struggling like this, it's better to die early."

"Sure enough, other civilizations are advanced races and we humans are nothing. It turns out that the truth is this, we are actually just ants."

Negative emotions breed after the stimulation of despair and anger, and the population begins a path of self-destruction.

"Pap..."

The last blood flower fell, and the Xu Leitian in the sky dispersed the clouds and mist with a ferocious smile.

"Cool!"

His whole body was clean, and no one knew what happened inside. There were only continuous screams until they disappeared.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Xu Leitian suddenly noticed that the hatred in the eyes of these hundreds of thousands of people was fading away, becoming numb and desperate.

This caused most of his interest to dissipate in an instant, like a fun toy that was broken in just two plays.

"Really boring."

He dropped a speck of light casually, turned around and left.

"Boom!"

The light spot exploded after hitting the ground, the earth trembled, and the area here subsided, quickly setting off a huge energy tide.

Everything was destroyed, and the last emotion in the eyes of more than 400,000 people was not fear, but the calmness of waiting for death.

Perhaps for them, living in this world, living in this turbulent era, really means nothing.

Picture what? The end result of working so hard is not letting others bully you.

…

When Chen Banxian and Zhou Shan arrived, the place was already a magma hell.

Before he even got close, Zhou Shan sensed the fluctuation of spiritual energy here, and his heart twitched violently!

"no no!"

He suddenly accelerated and landed on the ground with all his strength.

"Amu, Xiaoman, Miaomiao, where are you?"

He searched like crazy, sensing the breath, "Don't scare me, where are you!"

His face turned pale, and he covered his cheeks with both hands, his face deformed as he clutched at his face, like a headless fly scurrying around, looking for any possibility.

But the possibility here is already zero.

"no no!"

He roared, and went to dig up the crystallized soil on the ground, and then lifted up the mountain, but there was nothing.

Apart from the smell of burning sulfur, there was only the lingering smell of blood in the air.

"More than 400,000 people...

Zhou Shan's voice trembled: "Amu, Miaomiao, Xiaoman..."

He couldn't believe it: "You just left me like this?"

Chen Banxian landed immediately, and he was deeply shocked by the smell of blood here.

The earth has been cracked, and in those cracks, you can still see bone fragments and carbonized flesh residue.

"Time flows backwards!"

Chen Banxian took a deep breath and looked back at the timeline here. He wanted to see what happened.

Everything here came alive. They were outside time, went back to a certain anchor point, and saw Xu Leitian's methods.

They saw the cruel methods, the darkness that seemed to penetrate the soul.

"The Houdog Clan..." Chen Banxian's eyes became colder and colder.

"Hou! Dog! Clan!"

Zhou Shan rushed forward and wanted to beat him to death, but everything here was just a reappearance of the past, and he could not reach Xu Leitian at all.

Finally, Zhou Shan roared and hammered his chest fiercely: "I want you to die, I want you to die!"

He looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, and drops of bright red sprinkled on the ground again.

"Take this opportunity to guard the spiritual platform and realize the power of the soul."

Chen Banxian pointed at the center of his eyebrows and taught him how to find his mental power.

Zhou Shan roared: "What bullshit mental effort, I want to kill the Houquan Ancient Clan!"

"Snapped!"

Chen Banxian slapped him in the face and reprimanded him coldly: "Without mental strength, you can't kill any ancient clan."

Zhou Shan cried, blood and tears flowed, and he looked for a way to use his strength.

Chen Banxian removed the image of time and turned towards the void.

If you look closely, his knuckles are white, and blood is endlessly rolling in his body.

"The Houdog clan...who asked you to kill my people in my territory."

"Who asked you to do it!"

He swung his fist suddenly, shattering the layers of space, and locked onto a plain with the most violent and direct physical power.

Wumeng Plain is the territory of the Houquan tribe. They occupy this place and use their strength to tell other ancient tribes that this place belongs to them.

Along with the big demon who took over the house, at least dozens of people from the Houquan tribe came and meditated on the grassland.

Xu Leitian smelled the blood and other smells on his fingers, feeling a little dazed.

Why were you so impulsive? It's very troublesome to find so many toys again.

"Boom!"

But suddenly, the sky exploded, and the grassland burst into blue light.

That's a sign of an earthquake!

"who!"

The ancient Houquan tribe noticed the clue immediately, but before he could react, a stream of light carrying space fragments fell hard.

Is that... a fragment that directly tears apart the space?

The ancient Houquan tribe was shocked, and before they had time to react, the fist had already landed.

In an instant, the earth collapsed and was vaporized. All the ancient tribesmen were blown away by the sudden wind of fists, unable to stabilize their bodies at all.

Xu Leitian was severely hit by the aftermath and flew hundreds of miles away.

"who is it!"

He roared angrily: "I bullied you, Grandpa Xu, and you will die!"

"I'll kill you!" A roar even more furious than his own came from the ground. Chen Banxian cut through the smoke and put a big hand in front of Xu Leitian's eyes: it kept zooming in.

Xu Leitian wanted to hide, but found that it was too late. The big hand grabbed his face and slammed it towards the ground!

"Boom!"

There was a crisp sound in Wumeng Grassland, and the continental shelf was directly smashed!

Xu Leitian had been beaten to death.

However, Chen Banxian did not use his mental power, he waited for his resurrection.

"Who are you!"

Xu Leitian was shocked. He was actually killed instantly with one move. He hurriedly spoke out: "There is a misunderstanding here. I...

"I mistook your horse!"

Chen Banxian took action again, came to him without any explanation, and once again clasped his face with his big hands.

"don't want!"

Xu Leitian shouted in panic, but what he felt was another weightlessness, severe pain, and darkness.

He died again, being grabbed by the cheek by the sudden appearance of a ferocious life and impaled on his thigh.

His head was blown to pieces.

Xu Leitian was resurrected again. This time he turned around and ran away without saying a word, calling his tribe members while running away.

"Help! Brother clan, please save me!"

His call was answered quickly, and more than twenty Houdog tribesmen here were rushing towards this direction.

"Save your horse!"

The irritable words rang out again, and Xu Leitian couldn't even see clearly who was taking action, and he was stabbed in the cheek again.

"Die!"

That roar of extreme anger meant that he was about to suffer severe pain and death again.

Xu Leitian was resurrected again. At this time, other Houdog tribesmen also arrived. They surrounded Chen Banxian and shouted:

"Which tribe are you from? You are seeking your own death!"

Only then did Xu Leitian see clearly who it was. It was actually a human being.

Humanity? Isn't this the human being he kneaded wantonly before?

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, let's kill him together!"

He pointed at Chen Banxian to activate his magical power.

"Certainly!"

The magical power of the Houdog clan is specially designed to determine people, and it can affect high-ranking people even in cross-level battles.

"Certainly!"

The other Houdog clan members also took action, locking Chen Banxian's time, space, body, and all activities with heavy shackles, and even his consciousness became dull.

Xu Leitian pulled out a long knife and said viciously: "I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

The first blade of his blade passed through the light and shadow, and struck Chen Banxian's left hand hard.

"when!"

There was a crisp sound, and the long knife shook violently, as if it had struck the hardest metal.

There was even a pause on the blade.

"Can't cut it?"

Xu Leitian's eyes were horrified, and he took out the knife again: "If you dare to kill me, I can hack you to death even if you are a turtle shell worker!"

"Dang-dang-dang-dang!" voices kept flying, and the place was densely covered with swords and lights. However, Chen Banxian's clothes were torn to pieces, but his body was not injured at all.

He...can't break the defense.

"use this!"

Xu Zhongtian, brother of Xu Leitian Clan, took out his weapon: "Poke him in the eye."

It was a pestle-shaped magic weapon with two sharp auras, which was obviously a quasi-sacred weapon.

Eyes have always been the weak point of life, especially for life on earth. Xu Leitian used the power of his whole body to reflect the sky, projecting the shadow of a huge thick dog.

The ancient tribes around Wumeng Grassland were surprised when they saw this: "Hasn't the Houdog tribe already established a firm foothold? Why are they still fighting? Who forced them to take out all their trump cards?"

An ancient tribe wanted to get closer to check the situation, but was blocked by a thick pestle, a quasi-sacred object. The rules in the shadow were condensed and attached to the tip of the pestle.

They could only see a blurry image. A dozen people from the Houdog tribe surrounded a creature, not only using their magical powers to immobilize themselves, but also sending out thick pestle weapons.

"That creature is doomed." The Micro Ancient Clan can confirm that the Houdog Clan is best at the magical power of body fixation, so they must avoid it and cannot face its edge.

It would be okay if he was pinned down by one person, but if he was pinned down by more than twenty people, there would be no hope of escape.

It will be despair that cannot move, even thinking will be solidified, and death will be unknown.

"I don't know which tribe of fools he is, or a fool from another world. It's not easy to mess with anyone. That tribe is notoriously difficult to deal with."

"The Houdog tribe is very powerful, and they even hold grudges and say they will never stop fighting. No one is willing to fight with them, so they let Wumeng Grassland out. But in the end, some people dare to commit crimes alone?"

The ancient tribesmen all watched and saw Xu Leitian taking action, waving a thick pestle and a quasi-sacred object.

"It's better to target the weak point of the eyes. It seems like one hit will kill you."

The eyes of the ancient tribesmen did not blink, but the next second, a shocking scene came out.

"Ding!"

The thick pestle pierced Chen Banxian's eye. The sharp point penetrated less than a few millimeters before it could no longer penetrate further.

"Why is it so hard!"

They were all shocked. Not to mention the Houdog tribe, even the ancient tribes who were watching felt something unusual.

"That's a quasi-sacred object!"

They were shocked. If an ancient clan in the sixth realm is 10, then the ancient clan with quasi-holy objects is 1,000.

However, the sharpest point of the sacred object cannot penetrate such a weak point as the eye?

"He must be of a special race!"

Some ancient tribe couldn't help but say: "It's impossible to have such a tough person. This is the sixth realm, not the ninth realm!"

Xu Leitian was angry, but in the next second his anger turned into bone-chilling coldness.

I can't feel any warmth all over my body.

The thick pestle pierced Chen Banxian's eyelashes, which trembled and blinked slightly.

Then he rolled his eyes and looked at him with a thick pestle.

He... wasn't immobilized?

At this moment, Xu Leitian wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't shout at all, and his throat was stiff.

"Sometimes, not being able to die is a kind of torture."

Chen Banxian looked at him: "You will clearly feel this in the following time."

"no no……"

Xu Leitian's face turned pale. He remembered something. He was a creature of Jingxu: "You can't kill me. I can be resurrected, but you can't kill me!"

"laugh."

Chen Banxian twitched his head back, away from Hou Chu's dazzling eyes, "Can't be killed? What I want is that he can't be killed!"

He stretched out his hand and once again locked the Xu Lei Tianmian door.

The same trick was used again, Xu Leitian was already frightened, and he shouted wildly:

"Brother, save me!"

Xu Zhongtian reacted quickly. He quickly approached Chen Banxian: "Let go of my clan brother!"

As he approached, Chen Banxian looked back at him, his cold expression showing no trace of fluctuation.

"Stay out of the way."

A small boat flew out and hit Xu Zhongtian, and Xu Zhongtian disappeared in an instant.

He really disappeared. He was beaten to the point where nothing was left. He was mentally affected and could not be resurrected.

Clan brother... is dead?

At this moment, Xu Leitian's exposed eye revealed endless fear as his face was held down.

He rolled his eyes and saw the evil smile pressing on his face.

"I've never liked torture, but today, you really made me so angry that I wanted to cut you into pieces!"

Chen Banxian pressed his fingers harder and harder, and Xu Leitian soon let out a scream.

"Don't worry, I'll kill you with a thousand cuts in the back. Now let me kill you tens of thousands of times first."

"ah!"

Xu Leitian screamed and asked for help from the other twenty people: "Help, help me, my tribe, please help me."

However, at this time, the more than 20 tribesmen swallowed their saliva and did not dare to move.

A large seal hung above their heads.

"The sacred object of the Jiang Clan, the war shadow of Jiang Ancestor."

Xu Jiashu recognized it, which made him even more frightened.

Isn’t Jiang Zu’s sacred object in the hands of the Zhan clan? How would it appear here?

The incident on Mount Everest has spread, and the ancient tribes who are close to the era are already aware of the strange news.

Now that the War Clan's belongings are in Chen Banxian's hands, does it mean that the War Clan, which is more powerful than them, is gone?

Where did this terrifying monster come from? It was so ferocious that they could only watch Xu Leitian being tortured and killed.

This scene is just like Xu Leitian’s previous torture of human beings.