Old Zhang was moved and became serious for the first time. He turned out to be the most powerful person in ancient mythology?
He knew that the final glory of the ancient times was ended by Fang Yuzhu herself. Not to mention the earlier years, in the final battle, she single-handedly killed two ancient demon kings and two ancient human cultivators, burying that era and starting the subsequent myth.
There is an ancient giant here? Even Zhang Daoling was curious about his origin.
"You talk too much, which makes you annoying and you won't live long. Someone is trying to hook you up because they value you and you should be proud of yourself." The man covered in silver light spoke.
Seeing that he didn't say anything about the specific situation, Wang Xuan didn't want to be nice to him and said, "I don't know whether that creature is a human or a ghost. But who is he? Why is he using a hook to hook me? Does he really think I'm a small wild fish that he can put in any tank he likes? He'll chop him up sooner or later!"
"What's wrong with fishing a small wild fish? We've all caught peng and dragon fish, and we're tired of fishing them." The middle-aged man covered in silver light spoke and glanced at the peng egg in Wang Xuan's hand.
Wang Xuan's face turned cold. It seemed that the power of the Land of Death was stronger than he could imagine. It was too terrifying. Even pure-blooded dragons and rocs could be regarded as prey?
He said coldly: "How can you see my future? On the contrary, I feel that your life is hanging by a thread. You don't have much future!"
"Although you are really good and growing rapidly, in this era, even the dead are fighting for survival, let alone you? You are destined to die young!"
The man in the straw raincoat walked forward, slowly raised his hand, grabbed Wang Xuan, and was ready to take the prisoner and leave. He had lost his patience.
The moment he raised his hand, a ray of white light flew out, like a crescent moon, seeming to cut through the space radiated by the blood moon. The void was distorted, blurred, and extremely terrifying.
This person only needed to raise his hand to bind Wang Xuan with the distorted space and put shackles of the void on him.
Wang Xuan was troubled. He was indeed an extremely powerful and supreme being.
Of course, due to the limitations of the real world's extraordinary collapse, it is impossible for this person to reproduce his ultimate divine power.
Wang Xuan waved the big flag in his hand, and with a bang, in this place of radiation with very high energy intensity, the God-Slaying Flag was extremely powerful, blasting out a vast golden light, and smashing forward like a huge wave.
Another person took action, bloody waves were stirred up, the leader of the Nether Blood Cult appeared and rushed over, blocking the white light that flew out from the straw raincoat man with one hand.
"Demon Emperor Bai Ye, it's actually you!" The Nether Blood Cult leader was shocked and took a few steps back.
"I was wondering who was spying outside, it turns out to be you, little guy Mingxue." The man known as the White Night Demon Emperor spoke calmly.
Old Zhang originally walked in with a calm demeanor, like a peerless patriarch. However, after hearing this person address Mingxue, his indifferent expression became a little uncomfortable. If Mingxue was also considered a little guy, then he, a "rising star", would have to be lowered in seniority.
As expected, after taking a look at Zhang Daoling, Bai Ye Demon Emperor said, "Who is this young man? He is very powerful, a top-level expert among the strongest in the world."
Zhang Daoling thought to himself, I have indeed been downgraded. How many years have I not heard such a title? He was unhappy and said, "Don't take advantage of your age. It's not like I haven't killed old masters before!"
The man under the straw raincoat took off his hat, revealing his true face. He was a handsome middle-aged man with silver hair and eyes that were particularly sharp and bright.
However, it is obvious that he is not his real body, but just a part of the light of his soul. Back then, he was very famous and was one of the ancient demon kings. His original form was a gigantic silver wolf that swallowed the sky and the earth and was hard to find an opponent. He once ruled the fairyland behind the curtain for a long time!
"Little guy Mingxue, do you want to stop me?" said the White Night Demon Emperor.
The Netherblood Patriarch sighed and said, "It seems that although Senior Demon King is still connected to the people behind the scenes, he is not very well-informed. Perhaps someone has evil intentions and sent you outdated information in order to kill you."
"What do you mean?" Bai Ye asked.
“Boom!”
The blood moon nearly exploded, and this strange, irradiated land collapsed over a large area.
Fang Yuzhu was wearing a white shirt, tube pants and had a slender figure. She had always been gentle, beautiful and approachable when she entered the Blood Moon, but now, she revealed an extremely cold murderous intent.
"Fang Yuzhu?!" The White Night Demon King took two steps back, but quickly steadied himself. A terrifying beam of light shot out from his silver-white pupils, filled with hatred and resentment, and his head of silver hair fluttered in the air!
For him, the young girl back then, the young newcomer, was simply his nightmare. In his memory, the armored woman, who could cover the sky with one hand and kill the four strongest men alone, he actually saw her again in this situation today.
"Back then, I shot and killed four of you one after another, and in the end only your body was missing. Did you really survive and be taken away by the people in the Land of the Dead? Do they want to die too, to be buried with you!"
Fang Yuzhu said in a cold voice. She was usually dignified and elegant, and never spoke in such a harsh tone. But now, she was murderous.
Wang Xuan was also shocked. One of the people involved in the war that ended the ancient myth was still alive. An ancient demon king reappeared here? !
Fang Yuzhu was fully clothed in armor, which made clanging sounds and was dazzling. She pointed forward and the void became blurred. With the white night as the guide, the old scene reappeared.
In the past, the scene of the end of the war in the ancient times seemed to be replayed, the earth was broken and devastated, and a huge silver wolf was nailed to the ground by four pillars.
Looking closely, the four pillars were actually formed from a broken jade hairpin. They were as tall as mountains and pierced through its head and soul, crushed its heart, and pierced through the Silver Wolf, leaving its body lying on the ground.
Next to it, there was a huge golden ape. It was another demon king. Only half of its head was left. The golden light was dim, and its huge body like a mountain had lost its life.
Wang Xuan was shocked. The two great demon kings had died that year. Even across time and space, he could feel the extremely powerful aura coming over him.
"Want to trace me back?!" The White Night Demon King growled, and he took action to stop Fang Yuzhu from watching the people from the dead land rescue him.
"Then die!" Fang Yuzhu walked forward, and pressed down with her fair white palm, causing the space to distort and blur.
Demon Emperor Bai Ye fought back, but was suppressed by his physical body. Cracks quickly appeared in his soul, and his soul blood splattered. He was the ancient Demon Emperor, but he seemed to be pressed down by the sky and was about to be killed!
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