Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"hateful!"

The fifth prince's eyes were full of anger. He had been managing these 30,000 Emperor Realm black-armored soldiers for a hundred thousand years! It was said that he had exhausted all his efforts. Now that the entire army had been wiped out, it was a big blow to him!

Without this army, his situation, which was already weak among many princes, would be even more difficult.

"Zixu Sect! You will fight until you die alone!"

The furious fifth prince held a machete and attacked the powerful men of the Purple Void Sect. Ye Chen was completely incompetent against the fifth prince in the early stage of Supreme. The long sword in his hand bloomed with terrifying sword light.

"Kill! Leave no one behind, all the old ones will be purple and beautiful!"

The fifth prince's face was almost distorted, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were as ferocious as those of evil spirits in hell.

A dozen Supremes with powerful auras around the fifth prince took action instantly, and their terrifying aura was overwhelming!

"war!"

Ye Chen's long sword and the fifth prince fought hard, but Supreme's cultivation level did not fall behind at all.

"The only way to offend our Zixu Sect is to kill them!"

The anger in the hearts of the elders of the Purple Void Sect was also ignited at this moment, so what about the Kingdom of God? The ancestor, Saint Realm, dared to kill an Emperor Clan.

"Boom!"

Willow branches were flying all over the sky, and Daoist, the guardian of the fifth prince, was suppressed in an extremely embarrassed manner.

"You are very powerful, but it's a pity that you met me today!"

There was a faint roar of an evil tiger in the long sword in the hand of the white-haired old man, shaking the mountains and rivers!

"Is it?"

Green light emitted from the wicker, and murderous intentions converged like a net, densely packed! It enveloped the body of the white-haired old man.

"Eternal life, entangled!"

Wow!!!

The wicker swam like a Flood Dragon, piercing the void and making bursts of explosions! The white-haired old man bit his finger, a drop of blood fell on the sword, and then his body was enveloped by a blood-red power. ,

"Bloodthirsty·Curse Sword Technique!"

Along with the ancient and evil aura surging, a ferocious evil tiger roared in the long sword. As the long sword was slashed out, the evil tiger's body became larger and larger, and the sword aura was ten thousand feet long!

The entire Zixu Mountains shook.

Powerful energy fluctuations shook hundreds of continents!

"Master of the Branch Pavilion, the Purple Void Sect is facing off against the fifth prince of the Apocalypse Divine Kingdom! A demigod willow demon is so powerful that he and the fifth prince's protector, the Daoist, are evenly matched~々!"

In the Dongji Continent, in a luxurious attic, Lou Ziyuan was lying leisurely on the Grand Master's chair and taking a nap. Suddenly, a man in black at the level of the Emperor Realm burst into the pavilion.

"What's the fuss about? It's just that the Purple Void Sect and the fifth prince of the Apocalypse Kingdom are fighting. What...what!? The Purple Void Sect is at war with the fifth prince of the Apocalypse Divine Kingdom?"

Lou Ziyuan lost all sleepiness in an instant, and his eyes showed horror.

"Yes, Branch Pavilion Master! That Liuyao Town killed 30,000 Emperor Realm black-armored soldiers, so brutal!"

The Emperor Realm-level man in black spoke respectfully.

"It's a mess! It's a complete mess! In a million years, few forces have been able to challenge the Kingdom of Apocalypse. Even I, the Money Pavilion, am afraid of even three points of it."

Lou Ziyuan murmured.

"By the way, did Ancestor Zixu take action?"

Lou Ziyuan spoke to the man in black again. The man in black shook his head and spoke respectfully.

"Back to the branch master, there is currently no news of Patriarch Zixu taking action.

"Well, you go down first and report back as soon as possible if you have any information." Lou Ziyuan waved his hand.

"Yes! Branch master."

The monk in black held his fist respectfully and left the attic.

Beimao Continent, among the Gu family.

A Supreme with a powerful aura has deep eyes, and an ancient mirror in his hand is flowing with light.

"D...!!"

Suddenly, the ancient Supreme spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole aura became extremely weak.

"Ancestor!"

In the early days of countless Supremes, the Emperor Realm monks worriedly supported the ancient Supreme.

"I'm fine."

The ancient Supreme waved his hand and slowly said: "My ancient family has been inherited for 400,000 years. Although the family is not big, it is fortunate that it has experienced few disasters and has flourished to this day. Unfortunately...the sky is about to change."

"What's wrong? Ancestor?"

An Emperor Realm monk looked at the ancient Supreme respectfully. The ancient Supreme shook his head and slowly said,

"I can't deduce more. I just vaguely saw a river of blood between heaven and earth! Chaos and darkness descended on the earth. Isn't it a disaster, or is it rebirth?"

"Ancestor, is the world of Mountain and Sea wanted?"

A monk from the early stage of Supreme spoke respectfully. The ancient Supreme just shook his head,

"You can't see clearly...it's unspeakable! Let the Gu family close the mountain from now on. I've deduced the secrets and damaged my origin. I probably won't be able to recover within ten thousand years."

"Zixu Sect actually openly attacked the fifth prince of Apocalypse Divine Kingdom? Is this to challenge the majesty of Apocalypse Divine Kingdom?"

"It's over! The Purple Void Sect is going to be over! If Emperor Qi gets angry and millions of troops attack the territory | The Purple Void Sect and even the East Ji Continent will be devastated, and all our continents will probably be affected too!"

".~What should I do?!"

Countless forces are panicking, and the Kingdom of Apocalypse has already left an invincible shadow in their hearts! Over the past million years, countless forces have challenged the Kingdom of Apocalypse, but none of them have failed!

There was even a god who was suppressed by Emperor Qi and was thrown into the ancient forbidden land! That god once led an army of tens of millions of Emperor Realm, tens of thousands of Supremes, and nearly a thousand demigods in a mighty campaign on the Apocalypse Continent.

The flames of war stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, and the void collapsed, and it took tens of thousands of years to heal.

But in the end Emperor Qi won, Tian Zhao... the god was suppressed with just one move!

"The intersection of eternal night and dawn, the contradictory and strange Law Manifestation, is like a curse, it cannot be disobeyed! It cannot be looked at directly..." - This is the evaluation of Qihuang in that battle.

In the abyss of the sea, a huge snapping turtle emerged from the water. The snapping turtle's body was one hundred thousand feet long, and it looked like a huge island from a distance.

"The roulette wheel of the times begins to reverse, the glory of the Kingdom of God will begin to dim (Liao Nohao), and the supreme orthodoxy will eventually be replaced by the new emperor!"

There was a hint of joy in the snapping turtle's eyes, and its huge body stirred up huge waves and storm dwellers.

"Roar!!"

The snapping turtle roared and wanted to rush up to the dome, but its legs were tied with thick iron chains. Just as he was about to rise into the air, the iron chain emitted an aura that made even the gods tremble!

Rumble!!!

The terrifying force instantly suppressed the snapping turtle.

"Supreme Taoism, so what if I am trapped here? One day I will make you pay the price!"

Wow!!

The waves rolled, and the huge snapping turtle slowly sank to the bottom of the sea. The surrounding area gradually became quiet, as if nothing had happened.

"Mountain and Sea, three thousand continents, changing situation!"

An old man walked carelessly among the mortal world. He wore a broken hat on his head, straw sandals on his feet, a gourd hanging on his waist, and a broken fan waving precariously in his hand. .