In the Eight Gods Spirit Realm, in the Ancestral Palace.

The mainstays of the Eight Gods Clan stood silently one by one, with the clan leader, Eight Gods Qingtian, standing in the front. On the three thrones at the end of the palace, except for Elder Hong, Elder Qiu and Elder Xie were both present.

The entire Ancestral Palace was filled with a chilly and cold atmosphere!

In the void, five broken soul jade slips were quietly suspended, dim and without any breath of life!

Bang!

On the throne, Elder Xie slapped the armrest heavily, and his wrinkled face was filled with endless chill and murderous intent!

"How brave! How brave!"

"How many years has it been? How many years has it been since our Eight Gods Clan suffered any casualties? This time, we actually lost four young talents, and an elder-level existence also fell! It's really good!"

Elder Xie shouted, her hoarse and cold voice was like thunder, and the entire Ancestral Palace was shaking. She was emitting a divine brilliance, and her terrifying pressure was rolling, just like a god descending to the world!

"I really underestimated that little beast!"

Elder Qiu on the side also spoke gloomily at this moment, but his tone was filled with a hint of shock that could not be concealed!

Because now the entire Yuanyang Ancient Realm is boiling, and it has become a mess, and it has been overwhelmed and swept by a doomsday storm-like news!

The most outstanding geniuses of the younger generation of the Yuanyang Ancient Realm, more than 300 people, have all died!

Ye Wuque and a swordsman in white, who were wanted by the Eight Gods, killed them all, took off their heads and discarded them in front of the Ancient Demon Forest. The ten most powerful masters died without a complete body, leaving no one alive!

In other words, the hope of the entire Yuanyang Ancient World for this generation was completely destroyed!

In the next few tens or hundreds of years, the Yuanyang Ancient World lost its talents and almost all the strong men!

In addition, Ye Wuque and the swordsman in white killed four Tianjiao adults from the Eight Gods. They were extremely powerful and shocked the world!

At first, when the Eight Gods got the news, no one believed it, and even sneered, but after it was confirmed, everyone felt uncomfortable as if they had eaten a dead fly!

"This little bastard can't do it alone! Elder Yun is a sixth-level heaven-stepping figure, and one hand can crush him, but he was robbed, and even his body can't be found. And there is a young swordsman in white with that little bastard!"

"It can be confirmed that this little bastard has joined the gravekeeper! In the Ancient Demon Forest, it must be the gravekeeper who attacked Elder Yun!"

Yashin Qingtian's face was gloomy and his tone was cold.

Gravekeeper!

These three words appeared again, echoing in the Ancestral Palace, and the eyes of everyone present were almost fixed at the same time!

These three words were like thorns in the flesh, like a thorn in the eye, deeply embedded in the hearts of the Yashin people!

They had to be afraid!

"It's been eighteen years! These guys who never see the sun are still so loyal. They live like a group of dogs, but they claim to be loyal. It's disgusting!"

"In the past, they were a group of slaves. Dogs can't change their eating habits. They are born with soft bones, hey!"

"The gravekeepers must be dealt with and should be killed!"

...

In the Zushen Palace, the murderous voices of many elders rang out. As the backbone of the Eight Gods, they are qualified to speak.

But the strange thing is that although each of them is full of murderous aura, there is also a kind of unwillingness in their eyes, as if there is something to fear. The Eight Gods

Qingtian also has an ugly face, with murderous intent in his eyes!

"If it weren't for this damn curse! What are the gravekeepers? Killing them is like killing dogs!"

Finally, an elder of the Eight Gods roared and said such a sentence, with a tone full of strong unwillingness and... fear!

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the Zushen Palace suddenly condensed, and a terrible breath spread. Every elder present seemed to be hit by these words!

Even Elder Qiu and Elder Xie on the throne had a chill in their eyes!

Curse!

For eighteen years, these two words have been a sword hanging over the heads of the entire Eight Gods!

For this, the Eight Gods have already paid the price of blood and buried many people!

"Enough!" Elder Xie spoke on the

Kapa

throne, pressuring all around.

“Since this little beast has already reunited with the gravekeeper, he must have been very careful. Now that he has committed such a heinous crime and killed all the younger generation of the Yuanyang Ancient Realm, he must have gone into hiding and avoided the limelight for a while. He won’t dare to show up in the short term.”

“Let the forces behind those young geniuses who died at the hands of the little beast take action. Search the entire seven realms. I don’t believe that we can’t find any trace of them!”

“Second…”

Having said that, the evil elder paused for a moment, then continued: “There are more than twenty days before the clan meeting. This is a grand event that has been passed down for thousands of years for our Eight Gods Clan. No matter how big the event is, it cannot be ignored. It must be held as scheduled. Qingtian…”

“Here!”

Eight Gods Qingtian immediately responded respectfully.

"There should be some little guys returning from the void battlefield in the past few days, right?"

"To answer the Supreme Elder, that's right. Many of the missing ones have returned, and they are all in high spirits, full of vigor, and with unruly eyes."

"Very good, a sword is sharpened by grinding, and the children of my Eight Gods should be unruly. Those who can return alive from the void battlefield are good seedlings. As for those who can't come back, they are all trash, and it's better for them to die."

Immediately, the evil elder glanced at the five broken soul jade slips floating in the void, his eyes flashed, and it seemed that there was thunder shooting out of them!

With a click, the five broken soul jade slips were completely crushed to death, turned into powder and disappeared without a trace!

“What a waste! Diing in the hands of that little beast is a shame. They are not worthy of being members of the Eight Gods Clan. Wipe them all out from the family tree!”

“Only the brilliant and glorious descendants of the Eight Gods Clan are qualified to be remembered!”

Elder Evil’s voice was cold, with an extreme ruthlessness and cruelty!

But no one in the entire Ancestral Palace showed any opposition. Everyone was equally cold and ruthless, especially the clan leader, Ba Shen Qing Tian, ​​whose eyes were devoid of any emotion.

"Third..."

The voice of the evil elder sounded again, and a chilling light flashed in his vicissitudes and terrifying eyes.

"It has cost a huge price, and it has been prepared for so long, and it has been suppressed for so long. Now it should be officially put into use. Hurry up, this elder hopes to see it done in one step."

"As for that little beast, let him jump around for a few days."

"I obey the order of the Supreme Elder!"

Ba Shen Qing Tian immediately bowed respectfully!

"Okay, let's disperse. In the next period of time, we will make every effort to prepare for the clan meeting competition."

...

Qiu Shui Realm, Chu Family.

On the fifth day when Ye Wu Que and Feng Cai Chen began to retreat to heal their injuries, Fairy Miao Miao came back!