Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

the other side.

A group of high-ranking Elders of the Wang family stood outside the clan grounds, ready to fight.

The air is filled with a sense of chill.

The patriarch Wang Hai looked into the distance from time to time, but he still didn't see any figure.

This made him frown.

Logically speaking, Yanran and the three of them should have returned long ago.

Why has it been so long since no one has been seen?

Could it be that something happened?

And just as he was deep in thought, an Elder beside him suddenly exclaimed.

"Someone is coming!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

In the distance, a small team of dozens of people was galloping towards this side.

Although there are not many people.

But the imposing manner is incomparably magnificent, like black clouds pressing down on the city, and a large army passing through, the terrifying pressure can't help but make people feel suffocated.

And what's even more shocking.

The middle-aged man who led them was able to travel through the air without the help of the flying spirit treasure, and the speed was extremely fast, and he landed on the sky of the Wang family almost in an instant.

There is no doubt that this is a strong man in the purple mansion! !

"What!"

"Mu Shenchuan!!"

"He's still alive!!"

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Wang Hai's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart felt as if the river was overwhelmed, and he was terrified!

However, he has been the patriarch for many years, and his temperament is far beyond ordinary people.

The restless mood calmed down in just a moment, and he pretended to be okay, raised his cupped hands upwards, and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, I haven't seen you in ten years. I didn't expect you to really break through to Realm of Purple Mansion."

"Brother Yu is really happy for you."

"It's just that I don't know why you brought so many strong men to my Wang family's residence today?"

The corners of Mu Shenchuan's mouth slowly curled into a cold arc, and he snorted.

"It's nothing."

"Just passing by."

"Destroy your whole family easily."

Wang Hai's heart trembled, and after hesitating for a moment, he forced a smile.

"Brother Mu was joking, our two families have known each other for many years, and there are also in-laws from the younger generations."

"Could it be that girl Yanran went to mess around?"

"If that's the case, I, Wang Hai, am here to make amends to you. Ever since she went to the Lingxu Cave to practice, her temper has become more and more savage!!"

In a few words, a group of Elders from the Mu family and dozens of Daoji late stage clansmen have also arrived.

Standing neatly under Mu Shenchuan, he and the Wang family on the opposite side are like two armies facing each other.

The cold murderous aura is constantly condensing, and there is a big meaning that if there is a disagreement, soldiers will come to the city.

Wang Hai, Wang Hai.

Death is imminent, and I am still trying my best to deal with it here.

As expected of the head of the clan...

The sarcasm on Mu Shenchuan's face became stronger, he waved his hands and said, "No need!"

"Niece Yanran's temper is really savage, I have already asked Mu Chen to send her on the road!"

"As for the Lingxu Cave, far water cannot save near fire, so there is no need to talk nonsense!"

The voice fell.

A small golden sword condensed by the power of Divine Sense suddenly appeared, pierced the sky in the blink of an eye, and pointed directly at a skinny old man among the Wang family crowd.

A glaring light instantly burst out from the withered eye sockets of the skinny old man, the sea of ​​Spiritual Qi in Dantian boiled and boiled, and the golden sword was shattered with a single slap.

"Patriarch of the Wang family, can you still eat?"

Mu Shenchuan looked down at him with disdainful eyes.

"Hehe, arrogant junior!"

"Even if the old man dies, I will pull you as a backup!!"

The ancestor of the Wang family laughed furiously, and a surge of surging Spiritual Qi burst out from that decayed body.

With a sudden step on the ground with his right foot, he broke away from the crowd and flew into midair.

At this moment, Wang Hai's heart had already fallen to the bottom of the valley, and despair and unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

He knew that this bloody battle was inevitable no matter what!

We can only pin our hopes on our ancestors.

If Mu Shenchuan can be beaten to serious injury, the Wang family might not have a chance!

"Pull me on the back?"

"You are not qualified!"

Mu Shenchuan sneered, slowly opened his palm, and the fingertips suddenly revealed a terrifying Five Elements energy.

A huge cold purgatory appeared above the sky.

It shrouded everyone present like a city of sin, and a huge sense of oppression and fear arose spontaneously in the hearts of every royal family member!

"This... what Martial Skill is this!"

The patriarch of the Wang family raised his head in horror, with an expression of disbelief in his cloudy old eyes.

"Suppressing Prison Five Elements Strength!"

Mu Shenchuan waved his hand blankly.

The huge city of Purgatory slammed down on the patriarch of the Wang family with overwhelming power!

Boom!

Boom!

The patriarch of the Wang family couldn't even move for a moment under this terrifying power, and was crushed into a blood mist in an instant.

Half step, the strong man in the purple mansion, dies and disappears! !

Seeing this, all the Elders of the royal family were terrified.

The bottom of my heart couldn't bear the slightest intention to fight again.

Is this the real Zifu Realm powerhouse?

The ancestor couldn't even take a single move, so he was instantly killed on the spot!

How can we fight?

At this moment, the morale of the Mu family was soaring, and they looked at the invincible figure in the sky with reverence.

Mu Shenchuan's eyes were sharp and his tongue was full of thunder.

"kill!"

"Not one left!"