Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

"Taiyin Star, town!"

Seeing that the Saint ancestor could no longer hold on any longer, Bai Ze's eyes were blazing with divine light, and with a wave of his right hand, the huge and boundless Taiyin Star suppressed it with infinite power.

As the core formation eye, the power of the Taiyin Star is at least a hundred times that of the ordinary main star, which is extremely terrifying.

Heaven and earth are captivated by it!

The southern state of Doju fell because of this!

Fortunately, the remaining power of the Taiyin Star was 90% blocked by the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation. Otherwise, I am afraid that the entire ninth heaven would be destroyed.

"Can't stop it!"

Looking at the Taiyin Star below the town, a trace of fear flashed across the cracked face of the Saint ancestor.

He did not dare to stay, and used all his strength to use his body skills, leaving behind countless phantoms, trying to avoid this fatal blow.

However, the surrounding void has been blocked by the Zhoutian Star Formation. Even if he used the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he could not break through it.

The reputation of the Four Killing Formations is no joke.

"No!"

Finally, with a desperate scream, the ancestor of the Saint clan was hit by the Taiyin Star. His body was torn apart, blood spattered, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul, shivering.

"town!"

At this time, the Holy Pen of Good Fortune in the distance was also suppressed by the Donghuang Bell.

"Ancestor of the Holy Clan, you lose!"

"The worst decision you made in your life was to betray me and the demon clan!"

Ditian held the Eastern Emperor Bell on his head and carried it with his hands, walking step by step towards the remnant soul of the ancestor of the Holy Clan. With every step he took, the void would tremble and all the gods would crawl.

Around him, the golden crow divine fire was dazzling, and the imperial power was mighty, as if he was the master of heaven and earth.

The loud emperor's voice shook the void, like a god in charge of criminal law, convicting the ancestor of the saint clan.

This crime!

For betrayal!

The saint clan betrays the demon clan and should be punished!

"Di Tian, ​​please stop being so hypocritical here. Even if the Saints don't betray you, do you dare to swear an oath with your Taoist heart not to attack the Saints?"

The remnant soul of the ancestor of the Saint clan sneered and said sarcastically.

Di Tian did not reply to this, because what the ancestor of the Saint Clan said was true. Regardless of whether the Saint Clan betrayed him or not, he would not let him go even if he became a dog of the Demon Clan.

Hongmeng Ziqi, he is bound to win.

And he will also kill the ancestors of the saint clan who hope to attain enlightenment!

“Have a nice trip!”

Di Tian shook his head and smiled, put his hand on the remnant soul of the ancestor of the Saint clan, and wiped it away with a slight force.

Turning over his right hand, Hongmeng purple energy appeared in the palm of his hand.

Exudes endless power.

So far.

Another quasi-sage died.

The sky and the earth roared, and the slowly dissipating blood clouds gathered together again. The dark wind howled, thunder bursts, and a bloody rain fell.

Bloody rain fell on the sky and earth, dyeing everything red.

The ground is red.

The tree is red.

Countless principles and laws also turned red.

"Just after the calamity began, two quasi-sages fell. It seems we have to take action!"

In the Taoist world, on a certain green mountain, the Taoist Master looked at two blood rains in a row on the same day, feeling particularly heavy and muttering to himself.

He didn't want to lose his life because of Hongmeng Ziqi.

Then, his body faded and disappeared.

At the same time, the figure of Lord Buddha also quietly disappeared.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

In the sky of Daozhou in the south, Bai Ze withdrew the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, walked up to Di Tian, ​​raised his hands and saluted.

"Please get up!"

Di Tian gratefully helped Bai Ze up and said with a smile: "I was able to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi thanks to the help of the Demon Saint. I hereby promise that I will definitely find one for you after integrating the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

When Bai Ze heard this, he also showed a smile.

Who doesn’t want to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi?

In the following time, Di Tian and Bai Ze commanded the strong men of the demon clan to slaughter the saints. Blood flew everywhere, dyeing the holy city red and turning it into a bloody city.

It is no exaggeration to say that 50% of the red color in southern Daozhou comes from rain, and 50% comes from the blood of the saints.

That rain!

That blood!

Fusion together tells the story of the decline of an ethnic group.

Boom!

Finally, with a roar, the holy city, which had been suspended in the sky for hundreds of millions of years, was knocked down from the mortal world and reduced to ruins.

From now on, the Holy Clan, which ranks third in the world, will forever become ashes of history.

The news got out.

The world was shocked, and all the powerful powers were eclipsed.

The ground of southern Daozhou is shrouded in deathly silence amid its primitive existence.

In the ancient courtyard, the senior officials of the Zhan Clan gathered together, and everyone's faces were filled with sorrow and unsolvable sorrow.

"Everyone, our ancestor has fallen, it's time for us to think about a way out!"

The leader of the Zhan Clan sat at the head, looked around, and said in a serious tone.

For several epochs, the southern Daozhou has been the territory of the Saint Clan and the War Clan. Now that the Saint Clan has been destroyed, and the War Clan has lost its Immortal Master, it won't be long before the Southern Daozhou becomes a war-torn place.

And the Zhan clan will become a thorn in others’ eyes and a thorn in their flesh!

The hall is silent.

All the elders lowered their heads.

"As ordered, you tell me!"

After waiting for a while, the Zhan clan leader looked at a young man and asked.

"Clan chief, elders, I suggest that the whole clan migrate and join the Great Qin Ming Dynasty!"

Zhan Ruling sat on the chair, with his fingers crossed, his black hair hanging down around his waist, and a ray of wisdom flashed in his deep eyes.

"No!"

An elder sitting next to him stood up and said, as if his butt was on fire, "The inheritance of our ancestors must not be abandoned, and the honor of the war clan must not be lost!"

"I would rather die than join the Qin Dynasty and submit to the human race!"

The tone was firm and full of determination.

"That's right!"

"We, the War Clan, still have four Immortal Emperors and hundreds of millions of clan members. We can still fight and dare to fight!"

"As ordered, the cost of moving the entire clan is too high!"

Many elders stood up, their eyes widened, and they held a firm attitude of opposition.

Waves of powerful fighting spirit erupted from their bodies, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky, and they fought fiercely for nine days and ten places.

War clan!

Have your own pride!

"Elders, we don't just think about ourselves, we also have to think about the entire ethnic group. Compared with the severance of the family line, are our ancestors' inheritance and honor so important?"

After the elders were quiet, Zhan Ruling said softly.

As soon as these words came out, many elders opened their mouths slightly, as if they had something to say, but then stopped.

"Elders, I will ask three more questions. If there is a solution, we can not move the clan!"

"First, during the Taoist Tribulation, can the War Clan avoid the troubled times?"

"Second, can the War clan resist the calamity clan?"

"Third, can the War Clan defeat the Monster Clan?"

Zhan Ruling took a deep breath and continued to ask.

Faced with these three questions, no one in the palace could answer them. Everyone knew that if the Zhan clan continued to stay in Daozhou in the south, there would be only a dead end.

"Chief, it's your turn to make a decision!"

After waiting for a while, Zhan Ruling stood up, bent slightly and said to the leader of the Zhan clan.

"As ordered, will the Great Qin Dynasty accept us?"

The leader of the Zhan clan was still a little worried and asked in a deep voice.

"Clan leader, please rest assured, I have already contacted you!"

Zhan Ruling nodded and replied.

"If that's the case, then as you said, everyone from the Zhan clan will migrate to the Great Qin Ming Dynasty!"

The leader of the Zhan clan said in a deep voice.

After giving the order, he slumped down on the chair and closed his eyes slightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength in one short sentence.