I have three thousand skill trees

No one is willing to bear the cause and effect of slaughtering the common people, and everyone is unwilling to take the risk of rushing into the Zixiao Palace. Finally, someone thought of a reliable method.

"Then let's do it! It means that our human race has too many scruples. This star field has been banned, and it is destined to be completely annihilated. It may be beneficial for us to do it in advance."

Everyone nodded one after another. Zixiao Palace could be hidden here. If there were no heaven-defying treasures in the nearby area, that would be impossible.

It's just that they don't know for the time being that it is the corpse of the original ancestor dragon who is staying in Zixiao Palace.

"boom!"

If you want to destroy a star field, you don't need these powerful figures to take action in person. The juniors they brought over can easily do it. Seeing that no one raised any objections, a boy with a pure and well-behaved face and a humble and humble expression immediately made the move. bombardment.

"Don't rush to smash the earth's core, just start to collapse a little bit from the periphery."

Someone frowned and reminded them that they were still afraid of this magical land where Zixiao Palace was hidden.

"Yes! Thank you, Senior, for your guidance!"

The young man hastily saluted respectfully, with a shy apology on his face, he scratched his head a little awkwardly, and then scattered away in all directions with a group of his peers.

For them, the behavior at this time is like helping the elders with some simple chores when traveling with the elders.

And as for this action will make the creatures of one world homeless and can only be destroyed, that is a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

When humans broke ground on earth, why did they ever consider the survival of the ant nest?
"He's an innocent boy! If you follow me, you might be able to explore the end of the road!"

Qin Feng watched quietly, the flat earth was being quickly destroyed by these young men and women, but he showed a sincere smile.

Those people are worthy of being the true direct descendants of the great ancient saint clans, they are all humble and close to each other, neither domineering nor eager to express themselves, and they are all doing things actively.

To be honest, Qin Feng admired the atmosphere between them.

Then, a trace of sword energy suddenly appeared out of thin air, and all the young men and women who shot to destroy the earth were chopped into blood mist.

Their souls were deliberately preserved by Qin Feng, and were trapped in the blood mist by the sword energy. As the sword energy continued to strangle the blood mist gently and firmly, those trapped souls suddenly uttered an extremely mournful howling.

Their souls endured unimaginable extreme pain, but Qin Feng's sword intent not only contained destruction and death, but also vitality and nourishment.

In such extreme pain, those souls were rapidly weakened in energy, but at the same time they were constantly transforming and evolving, which made them feel like they were enduring endless pain, and it was impossible for them to die.

"What a vicious method!"

Above the nine heavens, someone suddenly said coldly, but there was not much anger in the voice, on the contrary, there was an unconcealable surprise.

Just sacrificing some juniors in the clan, they can actually attract Qin Feng's hand. No matter what you say about this deal, they are making a lot of money!

Who doesn't know that Qin Feng has countless treasures on him, and he alone is equivalent to an incomparably rich ancient treasure house. Many ancient saints came to besiege and kill him with great determination, naturally for profit!

It is precisely because the saints know that their purpose is for a profit, so they cannot be suppressed forcefully, because the pursuit of profit is the nature of a practitioner. If a saint wants to suppress even this, how can he convince the public?

"Which ancient saint clan did these dead little guys come from, let that family get more!"

The surprise in that person's words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, and suddenly someone spoke coldly, his voice full of doubts.

"Can!"

"Then you guys have to work harder!"

Everyone nodded one after another. It wasn't because they were humble and courteous, but because the treasures on Qin Feng's body were really against the sky. It was not only a huge wealth but also a huge cause and effect. Even if they, the extremely powerful ancient saints, wanted to eat it, We must treat it with caution for fear of being blessed by misfortune.

"What do you want?"

Qin Feng walked with a smile, and a jade plate of good fortune appeared above his head, with dragon teeth in his left hand and Zhu Xian in his right hand, and three innate treasures appeared at the same time in an instant. Their faces changed drastically, and their breathing became short of breath.

It's hard to believe that a group of truly immortal and dignified ancestor-level figures, who are peaceful and kind, are indifferent, but now they all have ferocious faces and red eyes!
It's not that their mood is unstable, it's that Qin Feng is too much, the three innate treasures, there are countless powerful and evildoers throughout the ages, and there are countless favored sons of heaven who are called the sons of luck and the people of heaven.

But who has ever seen that a person who has not entered the holy realm is actually in charge of three innate treasures at the same time!

"Enough points! Really enough!"

Someone's lips are trembling with excitement, but this person is a true ancestor. As the founder of an ancient saint clan, he has been kind to others for countless years, and his character is enough to convince the entire chaotic world.

But even such a well-recognized good old man, his eyes were full of excitement and greed at this time, his face was completely changed by the stimulation of these three things, and he couldn't hide the greed and desire hanging on his face at all.

"Old friends! Calm down! Although this person's cultivation is extremely unbearable, you have all seen his luck yourself!
What's more, although he is just an ant-like waste, you must all understand the power of these three innate treasures! "

The vast majority of people in the field were overwhelmed by the shock, or their reason was corrupted by greed, but in the end, some people managed to stay awake, shouting reminders like a slap in the face.

"We, the ancient saints, have been prosperous forever, even the saints have fallen, but we still occupy the most cultivation resources in this world! If we talk about luck, what are we afraid of?
However, we must join forces to suppress these three treasures before we can say anything else! "

Among the crowd, came out a benevolent old man. His long white hair, white beard and white eyebrows were blowing in the wind, and he looked like a god with a godly demeanor. He was a wise man with a good reputation in the chaotic world. Desolate Patriarch.

The Northern Wilderness family is also one of the extremely powerful ancient saint clans, the family heritage is boundless and powerful, and everyone nodded when they heard the words.