"Elder, make a decision quickly, or countless Holy Spirit Clan members will die!" Tu Yan shouted in grief and indignation. Before he came, he never thought he would end up like this, being chased by a human at the ninth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

call out!

Before the white-haired old man could reply, a streak of arrow suddenly shot towards him. He instinctively dodged, but the arrow still grazed his skin, leaving a long, bloody gash.

"The power of devouring gods!" Tu Yan's eyes widened. Upon learning what was on the arrow, he immediately channeled energy to wrap around the wound. This kind of injury needed to be handled carefully, otherwise it would be a big problem.

"Watch out for that guy's sneak attack!" Fu Tian gritted his teeth. Last time, he was ambushed and had to cut off his own arm, so he deeply abhorred this kind of behavior.

"I'm going to kill him!"

The white-haired old man finally decided to take action. It was not against the rules for a god-level cultivator to intervene on the battlefield, but it was rather unethical. However, for the sake of these fine young men of the Holy Spirit Clan, he had no choice but to disregard his old face.

However, Jiang Yuan had already seen the conversation between Tu Yan and the white-haired old man. Although he was wary of those at the Divine Realm, he was not trembling with fear. On the contrary, his killing intent grew even stronger.

"If you want to kill me, you'll have to pay a price!"

Ignoring everything else, Jiang Yuan activated the Nine Spirits Demon Body's 25x attack mechanism, and he also unleashed an upgraded version of the Death Power arrow.

At the Jiang family's shooting range, he fired ten thousand arrows in a fit of rage, accumulating one hundred enhanced versions of Death Power, ten upgraded versions of Death Power, and one final-kill version of Death Power. This Death Power was enough for him to squander in this war.

"Holy Son, I hope you will be above ten thousand men even down there!" Jiang Yuan's lips curled slightly as he released an arrow that shot straight toward Tu Yan.

The white-haired old man had already attacked, but Jiang Yuan didn't notice; his attention was focused on the arrow he had shot.

"We can't kill him!"

Jiang Yuan had a premonition when the arrow was shot; it was the intuition of a master archer.

"Let's splurge this once!"

Jiang Yuan nocked an arrow and drew his bow. The second arrow shot out, and the white-haired old man was already in front of him. "Still not dead!"

He felt a strong sense of crisis, but he was very annoyed that he could not kill Tu Yan even after firing two arrows with the upgraded power of death.

"Again!"

Almost instinctively, the third arrow flew. Like a gambler, when throwing in enough arrows didn't yield the expected results, he became desperate.

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

The arrow flew from the bowstring, but the white-haired old man's attack arrived as expected.

On the other side, Jiang Yuan fired three arrows, hitting Tu Yan three times in a row. Although Tu Yan was not dead at the moment, death was only a matter of time. This was his confidence in the power of devouring gods and the power of death.

However, he was in danger at this moment. He couldn't switch back to the 25x defense. Jiang Yuan turned around and saw the white-haired old man's energy palm print coming down on his crown.

"Grass!"

Jiang Yuan regretted it. He shouldn't have been so persistent with Tu Yan, and he underestimated the strength of the Supreme God Realm. Only now did he realize that he couldn't withstand the white-haired old man's attack.

It slammed down towards his crown chakra, intending to kill him in one blow. However, his invincible Yin-Yang Shield and armor were both on cooldown, leaving him with no ability to resist.

"Ten Thousand Battles Technique - Approach!"

With no other choice, Jiang Yuan could only forcibly activate the Myriad Battles Heart Sutra and the Lin character technique of the Holy Demon Wings. As the energy palm print slammed down on his crown, the swastika symbol appeared.

At that moment, he felt the surge of the super divine vein.

The Super Divine Vein is, in a sense, an extension of the World Vein, and the swastika is precisely the battle spirit of the World Vein, representing the will of the World Vein.

throat

The roar of a dragon resounded throughout the entire eastern city. Beneath the city walls, the earth churned, and an earthen dragon emerged from the ground, now gazing at Jiang Yuan from afar.