Within the An clan.

The formation was broken by Ling Fuxi, and the entire Anzu was exposed to everyone's sight. An Ji walked out without hesitation and looked at Ye Yi in front of him, "Come on, let's fight to the death."

He was ready to sacrifice himself. The purpose of crushing the spirit stone was not to inform An Mengjun to return, but to tell her not to return to the An clan.

An Ji's move was to sacrifice the An clan to save Ye Changsheng and his mother, because he knew very well that as long as Ye Changsheng and An Mengjun were not dead, the An clan would not perish, and they were the hope of the An clan.

When a person faces death with equanimity, nothing can scare him anymore.

Ye Yi, Ye Xiongqi, Ling Fuxi, Ling Lejue, Ling Ming, Jin Xiaoxian and others stood domineeringly, suspended at the top of the void. In addition to them, there were also strong men from the Wuji civilization.

The crowd was superior to the An clan, as if gods and demons had descended from heaven. A terrifying pressure fell, but An Ji did not move at all. More and more figures gathered behind him, and none of the cultivators from the entire An clan and the Tantai clan retreated.

The Tantai tribe has always been like this under the leadership of Tan Tai Xiu. Even if there is a huge disparity in power when facing a big battle, they have never been seen to take a step back.

Like a brave soldier crossing a river, he moves forward courageously.

Everyone looked at the monks who were gathering in front of them, and their expressions changed slightly. Ye Yi said in a cold voice: "Leave An Ji behind, and kill all the others."

An Ji's identity is sensitive. As Ye Changsheng's uncle, he is the only one who can threaten Ye Changsheng.

On one side, a strong man from the Wuji Civilization said in a deep voice: "Take them all back and spread the news. Let Ye Changsheng come to the Wuji Civilization to die. Otherwise, kill one person a day until they are all slaughtered."

Ye Yi did not dare to refute, "The elder is right."

After flattering him, he looked at An Ji and said, "I'll give you a chance. Hurry up and surrender, or you will all die."

An Ji said: "I want to die, come and kill me!"

Arrogant, really too arrogant.

Ye Yi turned his head and looked at the elder of Wuji Civilization, "An Ji is stubborn and unyielding, elder."

The old man's eyes showed murderous intent, "You don't know how to live or die, exterminate your clan!"

At the command, Ye Yi and others became excited and attacked one after another. An Ji and others fought back, even though they knew they could not win, they did not hesitate.

boom.

boom.

As the sound of the explosion spread, An Ji and others were blown away. Wherever they passed, the buildings of the An clan collapsed and turned into ruins in an instant.

An Ji forced himself to steady himself and said in a deep voice: "After this battle, the An clan will be destroyed and everyone will perish here. Anyone who wants to leave can leave now. I won't blame you."

Everyone said in unison: "Fight!"

The sound echoed through the air for a long time.

An Ji's expression was somewhat moved, "I am sorry to everyone, I hope you will not be born into the An clan in the next life."

Everyone had a blank expression on their faces and shouted like thunder, "I will never regret it in this life."

No regrets in this life.

One sentence shows the cohesion of a family.

The spiritual energy on An Ji's figure soared wildly, and a furnace appeared behind him, "Ye Yi, Ling Ming, go to die!"

Ye Yi's face suddenly changed, "Creation Cauldron, I didn't expect An Mengjun to give you this artifact. It's a pity that you are too weak. You only have the Hua Zizai cultivation level. How can you fight with us?"

An Ji's black hair fluttered, and his clothes fluttered, "Hua Zi Zai is not enough? Then I will improve it again, and see if Da Zi Zai is enough."

As the words fell, he instantly raised his realm to the Great Freedom Realm, "Is it enough? If not, I can continue to improve."

Ye Yi: “.”

Ling Ming: “.”

The strong men of the Wuji civilization also looked at An Ji in shock, their hearts horrified. How on earth could he improve his realm in such a short time?

The advancement of a great realm is so terrifying.

Ye Yi and the others looked at An Ji. There was greed in their eyes. They were obviously interested in An Ji's secret technique to quickly improve his realm.

An Ji glanced at the faces of the crowd, rushed forward with the Cauldron of Creation, and attacked Ye Yi and Ling Ming. After several rounds, even though he was fighting one against two, he was still undefeated.

After looking at the three people fighting in the void, Ye Xiongqi, Ling Fuxi and others led their powerful men and directly attacked the An clan. At this moment, a vicissitudes of life voice came from the deepest part of the An clan.

A terrifying spiritual energy shock wave hit, and Ye Xiongqi, Ling Fuxi and others were directly blown away. The strong men of the Wuji civilization in the field looked in the direction of the sound, with shock in their eyes. They did not expect that there would be such a terrifying person in the An clan.

Just from the aura emanating from this person, one can be sure that he is a powerful being at the peak of great freedom.

Such a powerful person should not be in the Shangyuan civilization. The cultivators of the Wuji civilization became solemn. Such a powerful person suddenly appeared and asked them to take action personally.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Originally they did not want to interfere in the affairs of Shangyuan civilization. They were ordered to come here just to take charge, and other matters were handled by Ye Yi, Ling Ming, Jin Xiaoxian and others.

Swish.

A figure appeared in the scene, with white hair and beard, dressed in white, and looked like a very kind old man. This person was none other than the ancestor of the An clan - An Ping.

He opened his eyes faintly, a ray of light burst out, and with a flick of his finger, spiritual energy shot out, passing through the figures of Ye Yi and Ling Ming, "Ji'er, come back!"

As the words fell, his eyes fell on the monks of the Wuji Civilization, "This is the An Clan, not your Wuji Civilization. Anyone who dares to cause trouble in the An Clan will be killed!"

boom.

A palm was thrown out, the giant palm was level with the fairy sky, and it slapped towards the strong man of the Wuji civilization.

Seeing this, everyone took action one after another to meet the giant palm in front of them. Anping put one hand behind his back and used the other hand to suppress everyone. His white clothes fluttered, his expression was calm and his eyes were somewhat indifferent.

"Anping, long time no see. I didn't expect you were still alive."

A voice came from the direction of the Wuji civilization, and a thousand-foot golden light appeared. It was the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot. Shi Zunhao stood proudly on it, and the woman beside him was Fang Nian.

This woman looks more charming and enchanting than before, and this should be all thanks to Shi Zunhao.

Anping's eyes fell on Shi Zunhao, "Old Shi, I haven't seen you for so many years. You have made great progress. It seems that you are doing well in Wuji Civilization."

Shi Zunhao said: "Of course, do you regret now that you did not go to Wuji Civilization with me back then?"

An Ping said: "Don't regret it, take your people and leave! You know me well. Once I start killing people, I can't stop."

Shi Zunhao smiled and said, "Anping, you are still so confident when you speak now? Times have changed, your time has passed, you must learn the human feelings and facts, understand?"

Hear the sound.

Anping shook his head, stepped forward, put one hand behind his back, and raised the other hand slightly, "Please teach me, take a step back, I will commit suicide!"

Awesome.

Awesome.

As expected of the ancestor of the An clan, he speaks in a domineering manner.

Shi Zunhao's face darkened, "Then you can wait to commit suicide!"