Chapter 858 The tyranny of the Eight Realms!

Chapter 858 The tyranny of the Eight Realms!

"Bang!"

He clenched his fists tightly.

A cloud of blood mist leaked out from his fingers.

The whole world fell into a brief silence. Even Senior Jiuhe was stunned for a moment, then turned into a trance with an infinitely complex look. Chu Xun could kill anyone, and the Taoist Academy would protect him. But this time he killed the wrong person. This was Feng Nie's most beloved youngest son. If he was killed like this, it would be a big deal.

The Chaos Star Domain could not accommodate him.

The Taoist Academy could not protect him.

Even the Taihang Island Domain could not accommodate him.

An Eighth Realm cultivator was chasing him recklessly. There was no place to hide, unless he could be by the Eighth Realm cultivator's side all the time. But once he left, he would die.

"He really killed him!" Lin Tong's pupils shrank violently. He could remain calm when Chu Xun killed Feng Xiao, but he would tremble when he really killed Feng Tianhua. In the past ten thousand years, descendants of the Eighth Realm cultivators have died, but no one has dared to kill each other so openly. Even the descendants of the Eighth Realm did not dare to kill each other.

"It's over!"

"It's over!"

"It's a big deal!"

...

"Buzz!"

At the same time, in a retreat somewhere in Taihang Dao Domain, an old man in an ancient brown robe silently opened his eyes, his pupils contained warm anger and murderous intent, his wrinkled cheeks twitched slightly, and he murmured: "I was actually defeated by a Sixth Realm cultivator. It's so embarrassing!"

I believe that this matter will spread soon and quickly spread throughout Taihang Dao Domain. Even if it was just one of his clones, not all of his combat power, it still represented the Seventh Realm cultivation. An ordinary Sixth Realm cultivator could kill him with a flick of a finger. What also distressed him was that the clone was blown up alive. This was the life-saving thing he relied on to survive.

Eighth realm cultivators cannot refine clones, and he only got this life-saving method by chance. Now that one of his clones has been destroyed, he still feels very painful. He wants to kill Chu Xun, but he also murmurs: "If my real body is here, why would it be like this?"

He then thought of Feng Tianhua. He had seen the miserable situation of Feng family and the base. Most people died, and only a few went out to hunt treasures. Whether Feng Tianhua can survive is another matter. He also murmured: "I hope Jiuhe is not stupid and can stop Chu Xun, otherwise there is a high probability that a war will start!"

This person who died was not an ordinary person. If it was really Feng Tianhua, the old ancestor Feng Nie would be furious. Moreover, the old ancestor was famous for protecting his son. He didn't mind starting a war with the Taoist Academy when his most beloved youngest son died at the hands of the Taoist Academy. After all, although Taihang Daozun founded the Taoist Academy, he didn't care.

...

...

Chaotic star field.

At this time, the sky was also overturned.

Countless horrified eyes fell on Chu Xun. They were shocked by the strength of the young man in green shirt, and then looked at him in a complicated way. Jin Zhenyuan, Yuansha, and Chongxing all knew that this matter was serious. It would be fine if Feng Tianhua did not self-destruct, but now he was killed in public in front of everyone, which was a blow to the face of the Eight Realms.

"Chu Xun, you... Alas~!" Senior Jiuhe was also full of complicated feelings. He had obviously stopped him, but Chu Xun's killing intention was still so decisive. Feng Tianhua obviously did not pose any threat to him, and there were thousands of ways to kill him invisibly, so that Feng could not find the source, but he had to kill him in public!

It was a pleasure.

But it was also a big trouble.

Things were beyond control. He immediately asked the three vice presidents of the Taoist Academy, but he didn't get a response. He sighed and said, "I have found out that your disciples...are not dead!"

"Buzz~!"

But while he was speaking, a terrible pressure condensed in the void, which seemed to suppress even the chaotic star field. The terrifying pressure made everyone who tried to approach here stop in their tracks, and then looked up at the sky in horror. Rays of light gathered together, forming a holy and hazy portal.

"Heavenly Gate!"

Some people were shocked. This was an ability that only some great figures who knew everything had. They used special methods to penetrate billions of miles of void and then directly reached this place. Someone immediately said, "Is Feng so terrifying? What happened here just ended, and he came directly to kill us!"

"No!"

"It's Feng Tianhua's body!"

"He has a relic!"

When Senior Jiuhe looked at it, his pupils shrank violently. He saw a jade pendant in Feng Tianhua's relic, which turned into scattered light at this time. It was warm and peaceful, but it penetrated the heaven and earth and the outline of this huge "Heavenly Gate". It was used as a coordinate so that the great figures inside could accurately locate themselves and not get lost in the void.

"Wow~"

The huge gate of heaven condensed into shape in just a few breaths. As it opened and closed, bells and drums rang, as if returning to the ancient times. Accompanied by a hazy figure in purple robes looming, the rules of the world here were completely suppressed. People who approached were shocked and said, "Senior Eight Realms!"

A middle-aged man with black hair like a waterfall, a resolute face, deep eyes, the whole universe trembled with his gestures, a star pagoda was suspended in his palm, dotted with starlight, and each faint light was a star in the sky, embedded on this pagoda.

"Feng's ancestor 'Feng Nie'" After he descended, his eyes fell on the place where Feng Tianhua died, and where the remaining relics were. The pupils of the middle-aged man in purple robes suddenly shrank, and everyone who saw this scene trembled, and fear grew from the bottom of their hearts. Senior Eight Realms was angry!

"My son...is dead!" The middle-aged man in purple robes spoke in a hoarse voice, his eyes were obviously sad. At his age, family affection is a luxury. Now his most beloved youngest son died here. He was full of sadness without showing any anger, and even his majestic figure was not ashamed.

Everyone was affected by his emotions.

In panic.

In anger.

Even more in fear.

Hatred for Chu Xun's inexplicable birth, blaming him for why he wanted to kill the descendants of the Eight Realms?

"My son is dead, so what are you still alive for!" The purple-robed middle-aged man's next words shocked the hearts of the people in the entire chaotic star field. Their hearts were pounding. They couldn't believe that this was what the Eight Realms senior said. Then a bone-chilling chill rose... He wanted to kill everyone?

Boom~!

Seventh Realm cultivator.

Sixth Realm cultivator.

Genius!

Ordinary people.

Without exception, extreme horror surged in their hearts. Many people wanted to speak but were shocked to find that they had lost the ability to speak. The moment 'Feng Nie' descended, he turned into the master of this world. Wu Chi Yuan Sha also heard what Feng Nie meant. He was horrified and wanted to say: Chu Xun, killing your son is none of our business!

But as an endless chill grew, he found that what Senior Feng Nie said was true in his subconscious mind. When his son died, someone should be buried with him.