Horror revival: I can see returns

After torturing the strong men in Yaochi Holy Land.

Zhuang Fan put them into the race bag.

Subsequently.

torn space.

Open up a space channel.

Step in.

Ready to go to the Tianpeng tribe.

Now the first mission has been completed, to capture Tianpeng Saintess alive.

Then the next goal is to dig open the grave of Tianpeng Great Sage.

After all, this is a ruthless man who used the Nine Divine Soldiers to attack the sky retrogradely and killed the powerful Yingying Realm across steps.

And he is also the supreme sage of the Tianpeng clan.

The funeral objects in his grave must be very rich.

If you plan him.

It can disgust the Tianpeng clan.

It can also inflate your pockets.

No matter how you look at it, it is a profitable business.

And not long after Zhuang Fan left.

The saint of Yaochi Holy Land brought a group of people to the place where the battle was just now.

"The blood here has not dried up, and there are still spatial fluctuations that have not yet dissipated. To be able to capture and kill so many Yaochi powerhouses at once, the murderer's strength must be far beyond the saint realm."

"I think the murderer hasn't gone far, so he immediately searched in all directions. Once he finds the target, he will kill him."

The saintess of Yaochi looked at the traces left over from the battle.

A cold killing intent appeared on the face that was as cold as a fairy.

He immediately ordered the Yaochi disciples who followed him to search in all directions.

Want to find the murderer who hunted and killed the strong man in Yaochi.

Kill it.

One can avenge the dead disciples.

The second is to be able to maintain the face of the holy land of Yaochi.

After all, it was the strong man who had been killed so many at the door of his own house.

If this kind of news spreads.

The Holy Land of Yaochi will definitely become a laughing stock among all races.

The majesty that has been painstakingly managed will be destroyed once and in vain.

Time flies like water.

Flying forward without stopping for a moment.

Five days later.

Another great event happened in the holy city.

In order to be able to confront Zhuang Fan.

The Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor really went to hunt and kill the Saint King of the Tengu Clan according to his statement.

The terrifying battle directly sank countless mountains and lands.

Turn it into a desert and a bottomless sinkhole.

Countless mountains and rivers, high mountains and mountains... turned into ashes.

This fierce battle lasted for three days and three nights.

In the end, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor returned to the holy city covered in blood.

In his hand, he carried the heads of two saint kings of the Tengu clan.

Shout out again.

"Zhuang Fan, we have hunted down the two saint kings and fulfilled your conditions. If you dare not accept the challenge, immediately roll to the Holy City and kowtow to the two of us."

It didn't take long.

Zhuang Fan's figure appeared in a city.

After hearing the provocations from the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.

A sneer full of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The voice shook the world: "Two frogs in a well who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, dare to provoke Lao Tzu over and over again with your little strength? Wash your necks, and I will kill you!"

then.

Zhuang Fan tore the void again.

Coming towards the holy city.

He already knew the identities of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.

He is the leader of the younger generation recognized by thousands of races outside the region.

Possesses very powerful combat power and prestige.

If they are killed.

The confidence of the young people outside the territory must have been hit hard.

It can even directly defeat their Dao Heart.

Let those young people become complete trash.

"Everyone, Zhuang Fan is coming, hurry up and arrange your plans, try to hunt and kill this arrogant young man, and avenge the dead Tianjiao of all races."

Inside the holy city.

Except for the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor.

There are also many strong people gathered here.

Each is a long-established powerhouse.

Possesses very terrifying strength.

The lowest level is the Saint Realm Ninth Heaven.

at this time.

These people gathered in the Holy City with only one purpose, that is to kill Zhuang Fan and solve this serious problem for the Ten Thousand Clans.

Otherwise, if he is allowed to grow up, the young people of the ten thousand races will never have a bright future.

Live in his shadow all your life.

Completely cut off the way of proof.

"The offal in the holy city, I'm here!"

three days later.

A curse that shook the sky and resounded through Jiuyou sounded.

The surging sound waves visible to the naked eye, like water ripples, spread in all directions, flooding the entire holy city in an instant.

Zhuang Fan directly tore through the void and walked out from the space passage.

He sat on the green bull.

A surging aura and power erupted from his whole body like a vast ocean.

In an instant, countless strong men in the holy city were alarmed.

All soared into the sky.

The figure turned into a stream of light.

Like a flying arrow.

Rush to the outside of the holy city.

"A group of lifeless things, since they dare to provoke Lao Tzu again and again, I will send you all on the road today!"

Watching the streamer approaching rapidly.

A sharp coldness flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.

Take out countless array materials.

Hit in all directions.

Directly set up the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation.

Prepare to reproduce the scene in the Red Dust Palace.

With the help of the power of this killing array.

Kill these strong outsiders.

"Little bastard, I have to say that this old man admires your courage. You dared to show up in the holy city after killing so many arrogances of all races. Even if the true immortals came today, they would not be able to save your life."

"Destroy his cultivation directly, cut him into pieces, let his soul experience all the tortures in the world, and avenge the dead Tianjiao of all races."

"I only want his head and heart to pay homage to the dead son of our clan!"

"..."

The powerhouses of all races are here in an instant.

Instantly surrounded Zhuang Fan.

Indifferent eyes.

Full of murder and hatred.

Staring at him stubbornly.

The voice was full of murderous intent.

I can't wait to dismember him now.

To avenge the death of Tianjiao in their group.

"Ding!"

"The strong men of all races who have been blinded by hatred, only want to kill you to avenge the dead clansmen. Why don't you take out your big knife and fight back? Kill them, and you can get random rewards."

At this time.

A system prompt appears.

The coldness in Zhuang Fan's eyes became a little bit colder.

I really didn't expect that this group of powerful people from all races would actually trigger the system rewards.

It seems that we must kill again today.

Send this group of lifeless dogs on the road.

To reunite with their dead kin.

"Hmph! A bunch of old dogs who can only bark, I'm standing here today, if you have the ability, just come up, I don't mind killing you all!"

He glanced contemptuously at the strong men of all races around him.

Zhuang Fan's eyes showed an extremely strong disdain.

Condensed directly out of the river of law.

Feishen merged with the figure sitting cross-legged above the long river.

Followed by.

A shamrock that stretched from sky to earth emerged from behind him.

A piece of sword energy like a sea was scattered.

It exudes a terrifying aura that is frightening and one dare not look directly at.

Covered all the powerful people of all races.