Because they are wrapped in purple air, no one can escape from it and can only watch themselves gradually disappear and perish.
There were endless screams and pleas for mercy, but Su Chen remained indifferent.
Xiao Yan was assassinated, which touched his reverse scale, so these people must die.
He wanted to tell everyone in the Xuantian Realm that this would be the fate of anyone who dared to attack his disciples.
Su Chen was not an unreasonable person. If they defeated Xiao Yan in a battle of the same level, he would definitely not say anything and would at most save Xiao Yan's life.
But this behavior is really too bad.
"Next, the Purple Cloud Ancient Land!"
As Su Chen's voice sounded, a terrifying power instantly came towards Su Chen. This attack tore through the void, and there was dead silence wherever it passed.
The attack of the ninth-grade quasi-emperor!
This is the ancestor Ziyun.
He knew that he would die today, so he didn't wait for death, but took the initiative to attack.
Su Chen sneered: "A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
The Purple Cloud Ancestor was annihilated before he even got close. The gap between the two was too huge and there was no comparison at all. In front of Su Chen, the Purple Cloud Ancestor was almost no different from an ant.
Everyone who saw this scene was also horrified. Although they had the previous experience of Emperor Feng, they were still shocked to see Su Chen kill the ninth-grade quasi-emperor so easily.
"Next......"
"Amitabha!"
Before Su Chen finished speaking, an ethereal Buddhist sound echoed between heaven and earth.
This Buddhist music contains infinite attraction, which makes people involuntarily put their hands together and make a pious gesture.
now.
In the center of those giant eyes, Su Chen sat in the void, crossed his legs, and looked at the monk from the Western Regions with contempt.
"Why, you want to stop me?"
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