My sister is the daughter of destiny

The red and white turbid substance splashed in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower.

The two headless armors collapsed heavily and fell into the dust with a loud bang.

At that moment, the noise of the entire battlefield fell into dead silence, as if even the world itself was silent.

Everyone looked at the black-armored figure standing at the entrance of the Demon-Slaying Tower.

The hideous black armor revealed his identity - Demon-Slaying Guard.

"No!"

Lu Daolin, who was confronting the enemy emperor-level strongman in mid-air, had bloodshot eyes and was almost crazy. He no longer paid attention to the enemy and turned around to return to the Demon-Slaying Tower.

However, how could the hostile emperor-level strongman allow Lu Daolin to end up like this?

Another breath of the Emperor Realm exploded, dissolving the armor on the body of the Emperor Realm powerhouse, and turned into a ball of silver-white metallic liquid. The metallic liquid twisted and turned into a human figure, blocking Lu Daolin.

His aura was weaker than that of the emperor-level warrior next to him, but it was also at the edge of the emperor-level!

When this figure descended, there was a violent wind, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Layers of rolling clouds were like an endless black tide filling the sky, as if the sky was about to collapse and it was extremely depressing.

It seemed as if the heaven and earth were rejecting this newly emerged emperor-level powerhouse.

"The King of the Alien Race??!!"

The powerful saints who were protecting the genius in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower all changed their expressions.

The emperor who can arouse the wrath of Heaven must be an outsider!

"Heaven's Way? Haha, that's all."

The first emperor-level powerhouse who appeared earlier tore off the black mist covering his body and covered it on the silver-white emperor-level powerhouse.

The silver-white figure was shrouded in black fog. Suddenly, the thunder in the sky was still boiling, but it seemed to have lost its target and did not come down for a long time.

"Ao Yu, it's really you," Lu Daolin looked at the emperor-level strong man who had torn off his disguise with a gloomy face.

This man's name is Ao Yu. He is from the dragon clan. He has another identity, that is, the leader of the evil clan.

In front of the Demon-Slaying Tower, Lu Daolin's son and daughter-in-law were both killed, but there was no joy on Ao Yu's face. On the contrary, his face was extremely gloomy.

Only the emperor-level strongmen who have broken through in the Tianlan Realm can have the most direct sense of the fortune of the Tianlan Realm.

At the moment when those two juniors were killed, the fortune of the Tianlan Realm should have fluctuated drastically.

They are the strongest ones who have emerged from the countless geniuses of the Tianlan Realm. It is impossible that they are not lucky.

However, the fortune of the Tianlan Realm did not change at all. Even when he summoned his trump card, the Tianlan Realm's Heavenly Dao still had the strength left to send down the thunder.

In an instant he understood that his plan to assassinate the Tianlan Realm's genius and cause a disturbance in the Qi had failed.

"Xukong, you are such a young man, I never thought you would become so powerful. Since I cannot kill your son today, I will use you as a sacrifice."

Ao Yu snorted coldly and stared at Lu Daolin with his eyes.

Seeing that his disguise was seen through by the other party, Lu Daolin stopped pretending and a smile appeared on his face again.

Yeah, that's lame.

The Venerable Realm attacked the young master of the Lu family and wanted to kill him with one blow?

What about dreaming?

"So the first goal is to try to kill my son. If that fails, then you can do it to me?" Lu Daolin glanced at the silver-white figure hiding in the black fog with a smile and snorted disdainfully.

"Just relying on this toy that has half a foot into the imperial realm?"

"Hmph, I feel relieved to see that you are still so arrogant," Ao Yu didn't care at all and instead laughed out loud.

Just as Lu Daolin was about to take action, he frowned and turned to look at the silver-white figure at the Quasi-Emperor level.

"Spatial confinement?"

This is a bit troublesome.

It is naturally impossible for a fellow at the quasi-emperor level to completely imprison him, but he can have a slight influence on him.

And when he was fighting with another guy whose cultivation level was no lower than his, this slight influence was enough to cost him his life.

"Haha, how about it? Are you satisfied with the gift I prepared for you?" Ao Yu looked at Lu Daolin's gloomy face and immediately smiled with satisfaction.

It’s nothing, he just feels happy when he sees the Lu family in trouble.

"Then let's try it!"

Lu Daolin snorted coldly, and grabbed Ao Yu and the quasi-emperor with both hands at the same time. In an instant, the three figures sank into the endless space cracks.

From time to time, some extremely low roar could be heard between heaven and earth, and it seemed that even the space was shaking faintly.

"Oh no, Lord Void is in danger," the faces of the saints who were guarding the geniuses in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower and confronting the saints of the Evil Clan all changed drastically.

But the saints of the evil clan were watching them covetously, so they dared not leave their posts.

The most outstanding geniuses in the entire Tianlan Realm are all here. Once an accident happens, the Tianlan Realm will be divided, and the consequences will be disastrous!

Amidst the chaos, there was movement in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower.

The Demon-Slaying Guard who killed "Lu Ningfeng" and "Lu Ningxue" still maintained the posture of swinging his fists, motionless.

In fact, he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

How could these two sets of armor be so easy to destroy?

The other geniuses below were protected by the saints and stayed away from the Demon-Slaying Tower and the Demon-Slaying Guards.

In the crowd, others have not yet recovered from the attack on Lu Ningfeng and his companions.

They did not have the same senses as the emperors, and they could not hear the conversations on the emperor-level battlefield. At this moment, everyone thought that Lu Ningfeng and the other two were already dead.

Xiao Yan'er's beautiful eyes were moist, and Xueqiu's eyes were even more tearful. If the timing hadn't been wrong, they would have cried.

The expressions of Lu Ziqi, Ye Tianchen and others were also extremely ugly.

Only Nangong Xinghuo looked calm and confident.

He had already informed Lu Ningfeng about the crisis, so Lu Ningfeng would be fine. What was happening now was just a trick.

Sure enough, a cold voice suddenly spread throughout the world.

"Members of the Demon Slayer Guard, stand still and do not resist. Anyone who makes any move will be considered a traitor and will be killed without mercy!"

Cracks appeared in the void, and from the cracks, huge warships gradually appeared, slowly sailing out like a ghost fleet.

Previously, the saints of the evil clan led their army to surround the geniuses in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower, forcing the saints of the human race not to act rashly. But at this moment, the fleet surrounded the evil clan.

At the forefront of the Lu family fleet, a stunningly beautiful woman in white armor and with a heroic demeanor stood proudly in the void. Behind her were Lu Ningfeng and Lu Ningxue, who had long been "dead".

The armor of Lu Ningfeng and the other man were still lying in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower, but they were following Ning Yushuang.

"This is... the battle guards of the Lu, Su, and Ning families!"

"Lu Ningfeng and the others are not dead!"

The geniuses in front of the Demon-Slaying Tower shouted out in surprise.

Especially Xiao Yan'er and Xueqiu, who were almost crying just now, were now crying with joy.

One after another, figures with majestic and terrifying auras headed towards the Demon-Slaying Tower. The Demon-Slaying Guards were already at a loss as to what to do in the face of this sudden change, and Ning Yushuang's orders made them dare not move.

After controlling all the Demon-Slaying Guards, Ning Yushuang looked at the saints of the evil clan who were surrounded.

"Is this all the evil clan has?"

On the other side, Su Haochen and Zhang Wanyi, dressed in armor, led the crowd out of the Su family's main ship.

In his words, the dozens of powerful saints from the evil clan seemed not worth mentioning.

"Just behead them. They dared to attack Feng'er and Xiaoxue. The evil clan should have been completely expelled from the clan long ago!"

A man wearing green armor walked out of the Ning family's main ship, and Lin Ying's voice was heard.

Ning Yuheng, the head of the Ning family, is in charge of business, while his wife is in charge of war!

Faced with the huge fleets of the three transcendent forces, the saints of the evil clan looked as pale as death.

The moment they were surrounded, they tried to tear through space to escape.

However, the space in this world had already been completely restricted, and their retreat had been completely cut off.

"Escape separately!"

Among the evil clan team, one of the saints suddenly let out a loud roar, waved his hand casually, grabbed dozens of evil clan compatriots in the Venerable Realm behind him, and with a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, he threw them towards the Lu family's main ship.

Dozens of evil creatures in the realm of Venerable, including dragons and phoenixes, as well as other ferocious monsters, suddenly transformed back into beasts and exploded with a loud bang.

The self-detonation of a Venerable Realm was something that even a Saint would have to take seriously. The explosion caused the fleet's formation to become somewhat disordered, and Ning Yushuang personally took action to block the shock wave of the explosion.

The saint from the evil clan took the opportunity to use his secret technique and fled into the distance.

The other evil clan saints immediately followed suit, and without hesitation captured the many evil clan venerables and detonated them to pave the way for themselves amid the pleas of the others.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy."

Ning Yushuang snorted coldly, holding a spear, she turned into a stream of light and chased after one of them.

At the same time, many powerful saints from the three families set out with a clear goal: the saint of the evil clan was their only target.

The only dozen or so remaining venerables of the evil clan managed to escape the fate of self-destruction. Surrounded by the fleets of the three major families, they were all captured alive without even a wave rising.

"The Nie Clan is the pawns of others, and you, are the pawns of the Nie Clan's upper echelons. How sad," Lu Ningfeng and Lu Ningxue stood in front of a cage, looking at the many Nie Clan masters imprisoned in it, and sighed softly.

The evil clan leaders looked ashen.

Some people covered their heads with their hands and pressed hard, their faces showing extreme pain.

The scene where the saints used their compatriots as tools to clear the way still replays over and over again in their minds.