God of Life and Death

Fang Yue's move blinded the Black Demons!

They knew that Fang Yue was bold, but they didn't expect this guy to be so decisive.

It was not enough to kill an envoy of the Black Demon Clan, but he actually suppressed another one with just a raise of his hand.

And he directly refined the flesh and blood of the two messengers of the Black Demon Clan, leaving not even a single hair behind!

This Fang Yue's attack was so ruthless that it made the rest of the black demon clan feel scared.

Although there are masters at the saint level among them, the elders of the Tianque Sect opposite are also at the saint level.

Moreover, Fang Yue's methods made them feel a little confused! Whether Fang Yue can really be suppressed by the Saint Realm is still unknown.

The previous two black demons died tragically. They didn't even have the slightest resistance, and were turned into flesh by Fang Yue.

That is a master at the leader level. Even in the underworld, as long as he does not join a big clan, he can still be considered a master. Not to mention that he can rule the roost, but he can still do it alone.

Even a strong man in the saint realm may not be able to kill them so easily and smoothly!

"Fang Yue, you can take action, I, Tianque Sect, will support you! Although there are not many masters in Tianque Sect, they are the only ones who are not lacking in backbone! I would rather have the jade broken than the whole thing!"

Ning Lianyuan, the elder of the Tianque Sect, stood behind him to support Fang Yue. His voice was sonorous and powerful, and there was no trace of the urge to dry up his blood or dissipate his physical strength.

Fang Yue nodded and looked at the remaining black demons.

"I know that the Black Demon Clan has always been extremely powerful, but I don't know how long you can last with just the few of you?"

Fang Yue spoke calmly and threatened the master of the black demon clan.

A saint from the Black Demon Clan walked out. He was not a pure-blooded member of the Black Demon Clan.

There is a pair of horns on his head.

These horns are like a pair of dragon horns, which is a characteristic of the dragon people's bloodline. With the help of these horns, the secret skills of the dragon people can be performed.

"Junior, I don't know your name, but with your actions today, you will bring disaster to this Tianque Sect!"

The saint among the black demons spoke. He was wearing a thick layer of black armor.

On the chest of the armor, the word "Hei Yuan" is written in ancient characters.

This should be the name of this black demon clan!

In the underworld, there are endless wars, and no one knows which one will come first, death or tomorrow, so many people will write their names on their armor.

If he died, his comrades could take his armor back to his hometown and let his family bury him in his grave.

"On your side?"

Fang Yue decided to establish authority for the Tianque Sect and let the Black Demon Clan know that the Tianque Sect was not as weak as they imagined.

"I have already notified the masters in the clan to come. They don't have to wait for three days. Today is the day when your Tianque Sect will be exterminated!"

The saint of the black demon clan had a cruel look on his face.

Fang Yue is waiting here.

"Oh? I really want to see how powerful your so-called Daze tribe is!"

Fang Yue's voice was quite sharp. Although there are thousands of races competing for hegemony in the underworld, as a member of the human race, they should not be insulted lightly.

This is the orthodoxy left by a half-step Heavenly Lord of the human race. Even if it declines, it should not be humiliated in the hands of a small Blackpool tribe of the Black Demon Clan.

"The strong men of the Blackpool tribe are not what you, a small Yin-Yang realm practitioner, can imagine! The human race has completely declined. There is no trace of Tianzun in a civilization era, and you don't even have half-step Tianzun. And those geomantic treasures occupied by the human race will also become ours to divide!"

Hei Yuan spoke and struck Fang Yue.

The strength of each race, the number of clan members, and the division of masters are just one of the factors. What really determines the ranking of the race is the number and level of the supreme masters in the race!

If there is a Heavenly Lord, it goes without saying that he is definitely the pinnacle of power among all races. He can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods and demons, and can be respected by all races.

And if there is no Tianzun, half-step Tianzun can suppress the fate of the family, at least no one dares to humiliate them.

But without the Tianzun and the Half-step Tianzun, the right to speak among all races will be much reduced. Even if there is the support of the supreme power, there is not enough confidence to dominate among all races!

Although the Black Demon Clan does not have Tianzun and Half-Step Tianzun, they do have Tianzun from the True Demon Clan to support them. Their racial ranking is not as good as that of the Human Race, but they have greater confidence to speak among all races than the Human Race!

"Selling your self-esteem and becoming a slave of his clan, pretending to be a powerful person. What's there to show off?"

Fang Yue snorted coldly, he was very ashamed of the Black Demon Clan's inexplicable self-confidence.

If there is a true Heavenly Lord in the world, no matter what this black demon clan does, it will not be excessive. But if it is just a fake show of power, Fang Yue will not like this black demon clan very much.

What's more, he's just a mere saint, what does he represent to the Black Demon Clan?

For a moment, black clouds rolled in the sky, and the army of the Daze tribe finally arrived.

Strong men appeared one after another, among them there were actually hundreds of saints, eight great saints and a strong man from the Void Immortal Realm who stood high in the nine heavens and refused to come down to the mortal world.

The remaining cult leader realms and yin and yang realms are so vast that they number close to ten thousand people!

As expected, the Black Demon Clan attaches great importance to the outcome of this battle, and almost all the elite members of the Daze tribe are present.

"Hahaha, today is your memorial day next year, and Tianque Pavilion will be destroyed! The orthodoxy of a half-step Tianzun will become the eternal past in the history of the underworld!"

Hei Yuan laughed, his laughter full of arrogance and domineering!

He seemed to be able to see the ruins and broken walls after the demise of Tianque Pavilion.

A clown like Fang Yue could only lie down on the remains of the Tianque Gate and sob softly.

However, Hei Yuan didn't know that he was overthinking.

The reason why Fang Yue gave Hei Yuan time to summon all the people from the Daze tribe was not because he was afraid of their strength.

But Fang Yue felt that just a few of them were not enough flesh and blood for him to stuff between his teeth.

There is a mysterious scripture stored in Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone. While constantly tempering the flesh and blood, it consumes a lot of flesh and blood power, which can be called a huge amount.

"Hei Yuan, is this the junior human race you are talking about? He is only at the level of Yin-Yang Realm. I can suppress him with just a raise of my hand. If he dares to resist the will of my Black Demon Race, I will give him death!"

A strong man on the fourth small step of the Saint Realm among the Black Demon Clan spoke. His eyes opened, and a mighty electric light like a river surged out of them.

It's just a pair of eyes, but it seems to contain a world of thunder!

As his eyes passed by, a whole piece of land turned into scorched earth!

This saint of the black demon tribe is extraordinary. He walks on the path of the Thunder Road, which is extremely strong and yang, which is very rare in this underworld.

His eyes fell on Fang Yue, and the lightning turned into spears, stabbing Fang Yue's vital parts. Some rushed to Fang Yue's throat, and some hit Fang Yue's chest!

Thunder flashes and the light shines violently. It turned into an ocean, with rolling waves that completely submerged Fang Yue's body in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yue stood silently in the thunder and lightning. These thunder and lightning could not hurt even half of his hair.

This lightning may be extremely harmful to the Yin Spirit's body, but it is still slightly inferior to Fang Yue's hardened physical body!

"Do the saints in your black demon tribe only have this ability? I am really disappointed!"

Fang Yue spoke, his tone was light, and there was really a hint of disappointment in it.

He opened his mouth, swallowed all the lightning, then burped, and actually refined all the lightning around him and ate it as dinner!

The saint among the black demons was shocked. It was true that he had been defeated before, but he had never lost so humiliatingly.

The eye of thunder he was so proud of was easily broken, and all the thunder in it became his dinner, and was eaten without any trace left!

"God's punishment! Thunder's wrath!"

The saint among the black demons did not back down. He used shame as his motivation to move forward.

A palm is gently held in the void.

A silver thunder scepter was born in his hand.

This thunder scepter is all silver-white, with strands of thunder light wandering and flashing on it!

This is a magic weapon at the saint level, which the saint of the black demon clan spent thousands of years refining from its origin!

"The human race will eventually become a thing of the past. Among these ten thousand races, an agreement has been reached to carve up the human race! What you are doing is nothing more than mantis trying to control the chariot! No one can stop this wheel of history from rolling by!"

The saint of the black demon clan roared, and he told part of the truth.

The thunder on the scepter gathered at the top and was as dazzling as a small sun, making people unable to open their eyes and afraid to look directly.

However, Fang Yue was not surprised, he just snorted coldly.

"The fate of the human race will be fought for by oneself, and it is not someone who can easily decide it!"

The thunder blazed across the world, turning into a thunder dragon several feet long and flying across the sky towards Fang Yue.

Fang Yue snorted again and the thunder dragon was shaken away.

The thunder scepter fell to the ground, its surface was dim, and the aura of the black demons on it was washed away.

The saint of the black demon clan couldn't help but vomit blood suddenly, and his face became much darker.

"Impossible! This is impossible! This is a scepter tempered with my blood, how could it lose contact with me!"

The saint of the black demon tribe shouted loudly.

However, no matter what means he used, he could not call the scepter to rise from the ground again and fly into his hand!

The saint of the black demon clan collapsed, and 30% of his strength rested on this thunder scepter.

This scepter is his pride and represents his authority!

Fang Yue tapped his finger lightly, and the thunder scepter rose into the air and fell into Fang Yue's hand.

Fang Yue played with the scepter, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This scepter is good. The texture and Dao patterns are very exquisite. If a human race person is outstanding and outstanding in the future, I will give this scepter to him for temporary self-defense and killing enemies!"

Fang Yue was deliberately provoking this saint among the black demons.

And the saint of the black demon tribe couldn't stand the stimulation and actually vomited blood again!

This Fang Yue is disgusting, making fun of the saint, and every word touches the most painful position in his heart!