Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Boom!!!"

Di Bao landed, and the astonishing power turned into ripples, spreading out in all directions.

All seats and stone steps within a kilometer radius were turned into powder at this moment.

That terrifying power made everyone feel terrified.

"Um?"

Hua Fan's eyes narrowed and he said in disbelief: "When did he become so strong? He is just a bastard who can compete with the second-level fairy realm!"

People's first impression is very important.

The power of Di Bao's second-level fairy realm has been displayed in front of Hua Fan for thousands of years, and has long been ingrained in him.

Therefore, even at this time, Hua Fan still thinks this is impossible, and still calls Di Bao... a savage bastard!

"You have always been superior. You have always thought that you are the master who controls the life and death of our barbarian tribe."

Di Bao's voice was low, suppressing the indescribable anger in his heart: "Today, you will all die in the hands of my barbarians. Does this feel good?"

"It's just you?!" Hua Fan said reflexively.

The corner of Di Bao's mouth raised, but he didn't reply.

Its figure rushed out again, so fast that no one could see clearly.

Including, the first-level Immortal Realm old man who retreated before!

"He...his strength...exceeds mine!" The first-level Immortal Realm old man said incredulously.

As soon as he said these words, Hua Fan's face suddenly lost all color.

How can it be?

That old man is in the first-level Immortal Realm!

A super strong person in the Immortal Realm! ! !

This Di Bao is just a second-level Immortal Spirit Realm, how could he possibly surpass the Immortal Lord Realm?

This is impossible……

This is absolutely impossible! ! ! !

"boom!!!"

Di Bao appeared and punched the ground.

An astonishing amount of dust was stirred up and filled the sky.

The terrifying power of vibration shattered the ground, almost forming a substantial light.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The figures of countless monks were shaken violently at this moment, and then exploded!

Before they died, they didn't even have a chance to scream.

Under this punch, at least more than a thousand people were killed alive.

And Hua Fan could see clearly that among the more than a thousand people, not to mention the Immortal Realm, even the Immortal King Realm was there.

But in Di Bao's hands, he was like an ant, with no possibility of resistance.

"No...no!!!" Hua Fan was completely desperate.

Everything that happened before his eyes subverted his worldview.

The barbarians who have been kept in captivity like livestock have become so strong without knowing it?

impossible.

What I saw wasn't real.

This must be a dream, a dream! ! !

"Don't you always want to see me, the barbarian tribe, torn into pieces?"

"Now, let me give you a taste of what it feels like to be torn into pieces!"

Di Bao finished his words and waved his hands fiercely.

Although the distance was extremely far, there were still dozens of people who were swept up by a huge force and dragged to the front of Di Bao.

His thumb and index finger stretched out and pinched one of them.

Then carefully...

Tear off the arm!

"ah!!!"

The shrill screams spread throughout the arena at this moment.

Everyone can hear clearly.

However, this scream did not arouse Di Bao's sympathy, nor could it hinder his next actions.

The other arm, legs, head, and entire upper body were torn into several pieces!

That bloody and cruel scene would definitely make many monks feel excited if it happened to the barbarians.

But when it happens to them, it's not exciting, but...

Horror!

Intense horror!

Treat others in their own way.

These words could not be more appropriate to apply to them.

The barbarians have been suppressed for who knows how many years.

From birth, their fate has been decided.

Both men and women, young and old.

They would all enter the arena and die horribly.

Or, you win, but die miserably the next time you enter.

People of the same race kill each other without competing for interests, they are forced to do so by others.

How painful is that?

Their souls were tortured.

He wanted to resist, but the disparity in strength was too great. The other party could suppress the entire clan with just one finger.

They tolerate it, tolerate it, and tolerate it again.

Finally, the darkness passed.

Su Qing arrived, opened the barbarian holy monument, and completely removed the seal on them.

The inheritance belonging to the barbarian tribe came to their minds.

No resources required.

At least, for now, no resources are needed.

Their power, which had been suppressed for who knows how many years, burst out.

The strength increased so fast that it reached a level that even made them feel terrible.

That anger became more and more intense and raging as the strength increased.

Now, they are finally turning around!

Su Qing has obtained the golden blood of his life, and there will no longer be any threat.

The barbarians no longer need to be afraid or scrupulous!

"Come in!"

When Di Bao spoke, his voice roared out like thunder.

"Rumble..."

The ground shook.

Violent tremors!

This time, it was really shaking, as if there was an earthquake.

Smoke and dust filled the sky, rising from all directions.

All the monks had their pupils shrunk and their faces turned pale.

They saw countless astonishing huge figures, centered on the arena, rushing towards here.

It was completely black.

The entire barbarian tribe is about to rebel! ! !

"Be bold!"

Finally, the three young men who had been sitting behind Hua Fan couldn't help it anymore.

They just came to watch the fun.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

But they are not stupid either, they know who is controlling the barbarian tribe.

Su Qing!

After scanning Su Qing, the three young men looked at Su Han again.

The barbarians listen to Su Qing, but Su Qing must listen to Su Han!

"Prince Su, you actually dare to instigate the barbarians to rebel and ignore our crisis. Do you know what the consequences will be?!"

A man in a golden robe said: "I am the son of the Prince of the Dark Holy Dynasty, Ye Xin. Please quickly capture these barbarians, otherwise, I will destroy your Phoenix Dynasty!"

Su Han glanced at him, waved his hand and said, "This person is too noisy. Take out his tongue and tear it into pieces."

"call out!"

The old puppet man came directly to Ye Xin without saying a word.

"you dare!"

Ye Xin's expression changed drastically, and he shouted at the same time: "Immortal Lord, save me!"

A person of this status is naturally surrounded by strong people.

However, what made Ye Xin despair was that the surroundings were peaceful and there was no so-called 'immortal' appearing at all.

"Immortal Lord?!" Ye Xin roared again.

"Buzz~"

The puppet old man arrived and blocked his cultivation power in an instant, then grabbed his chin and squeezed it hard.

His jawbone was immediately dislocated.

The old puppet stretched out his palm and grabbed Ye Xin's tongue.

Give it a hard tug!