I'm an Ancestor In Fantasy

However, seeing that more and more masters had already rushed over, especially during this period when several high gods had arrived, Lin Xuan couldn't sit still anymore, and even said in a cold voice.

"Everyone, so as not to have long nights and dreams, how about this, I will wait for a few, and we will work together to clear the field first, and how to fight after that is just a matter between the few of us."

Hearing this, the high gods present also had eyes flickering, and they couldn't help nodding. Obviously, they were quite interested in Lin Xuan's proposal.

Although they are upper gods, they are far from being comparable to the Dzogchen of ordinary middle gods, but if there are hundreds of middle gods, then even any one of them would not dare to underestimate them.

Especially when these masters are fighting for life and death, these guys will step in again, even if they are high-god-level masters, they will capsize in the gutter, and there is even a risk of falling.

Therefore, for Lin Xuan's proposal, they had almost no hesitation, and directly chose to agree, because it related to their vital interests "at least they can't be cheap.

As for people like Lin Xuan, there may be a difference in strength, but after all, they are all masters at the level of high gods, and their statuses are also similar to each other. If they are accidentally stolen from behind by these high gods, then But with regard to Losing face, I lost a lot of money.

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, except for the high gods, everyone's expressions changed, and when they looked at Lin Xuan, they immediately became a little dissatisfied. It is proposed to clear them out.

"Why do you clear us all out? Isn't it too overbearing?"

Someone couldn't help shouting, and this shouting made many people angry. This is the Lord of Shadows, a super expert who has half a foot into the king's realm, even if he only wins one A small number of limbs are enough to make them soar into the sky.

"Hmph! Why? Just rely on the old man's fist!"

Lin Xuan snorted coldly, looked at the person who just shouted, and recognized the identity of the other person, it was a middle god of the Rakshasa League, and immediately, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"It just so happens that two of you from the Rakshasa Alliance have died at the hands of the old man, and the rest, let's go down and reunite with those two!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xuan made a sudden attack. The man didn't even have a chance to react. He was directly smashed into pieces by Lin Xuan's palm. Yuan Shendu was completely scattered, and he was no match at all.

Everyone was stunned by Lin Xuan's sudden violence. They didn't expect that the other party would dare to attack, and it was so direct, but they were even more horrified by the other party's terrifying strength.

With just one palm, a master whose strength reached the middle god late stage level was slapped to death on the spot. After tens of millions of years of cultivation, he just died like this just now.

All of a sudden, everyone backed away with a swipe, and they didn't dare to get too close to those Rakshasa members, otherwise, if they were taken as accomplices by this old thing and slapped to death, that would be a real shame. The only thing is that there is no place to cry.

And almost at the same time as they withdrew, Lin Xuan made another move, directly enveloping the masters of the Rakshasa League under his huge palm print.

No "`~!"

Feeling the terrifying force descending from the top of their heads, the masters of these Rakshasa Alliance roared in anger. They are all middle gods, and they can be regarded as high-ranking existences in the outside world. How could they die willingly? here.

But no matter how unwilling they are, facing a highgod-level powerhouse, without an absolute advantage in numbers, they have no chance of resisting at all.

Soon, under the horrified eyes of the crowd, these masters of the Rakshasa League were directly bombarded and killed by Lin Xuan's palm, which was easier than slaughtering chickens and dogs.

"Go away! Don't force the old man to kill!"

After easily eliminating these experts from the Rakshasa Alliance, Lin Xuan sneered again. He didn't want to cause public anger, so he just shot and killed these experts from the Rakshasa Alliance.

However, if these guys still don't know good from bad, don't blame him for being cruel.

And the other high gods, at this moment, looked at these guys indifferently, and faintly emitted a terrifying aura that was firmly locked on everyone.

Obviously, if they are still obsessed with their obsession, maybe not only Lin Xuan will make a move, but even the high gods like them will personally make a move to clear the field.

At that time, if you want to regret and escape, it will not be so easy.

Regarding this, everyone was naturally extremely unwilling, but there was nothing they could do about it. If there were only one or two high gods, they might be able to join forces to fight against it.

But there are seven or eight high gods here, even if they are all united, it is not enough for these old guys to kill them with one move.

No way, they could only turn around and leave one after another.

"Hehe, old ghost Yunfu, I can't imagine that after so many years, you are still the same, and you are still so ruthless!"

Just when everyone turned around and was about to leave, a clear laughter suddenly came out from the void.

Immediately afterwards, a thin figure emerged.

"Zhou Yuan! It's you, the damn guy!"

Seeing the figure of the person coming, Lin Xuan's eyes widened immediately [screaming sharply.

Sensing the aura on Zhou Yuan's body, which has reached the level of a late stage highgod, Lin Xuan's old face also became a bit more gloomy.

Ignoring Lin Xuan's murderous eyes, Zhou Yuan still looked calm, with his hands behind his back, and said with a faint smile, "If anyone's fist is harder than anyone else's, then count me in. !"

"Didn't it mean that this Zhou Yuan just stepped into the upper god level two hundred thousand years ago?"

Seeing Zhou Yuan's arrival, other people were also full of disbelief. Obviously, these people also knew Zhou Yuan, and they also understood it quite well, "How could it be possible that he is a cultivator in just two hundred thousand years?" Reached the level of the upper god late stage?"

"It is said that he has practiced so far, but it is only about ten million?"

"It's no wonder that even Beichen Yuan, who is known as the number one genius in the Beichen family, was overwhelmed by him."

"It is said that several influential figures in the contemporary era were defeated by this Zhou Yuan, including the genius of the dragon clan, Ao Chaozong. I heard that Ao Chaozong's Realm at that time was a level higher than Zhou Yuan's. Still completely defeated in the hands of Zhou Yuan"

"Haha, as expected of a mere demigod, he broke the billion-year record held by the Hidden Valley Rookie Trial Tower, and was honored as the leader of the younger generation of Hidden Valley! "

"This level of cultivation progress is really amazing!"

At this time, among the high gods, a gray-haired old man in a Chinese robe looked at Zhou Yuan with burning eyes, and after a while, he sighed helplessly (Li Ji said goodbye.

"With my little friend's talent, the probability of becoming king in the future is probably not small."

"Compared to little friends, we old fellows have wasted our time."

Hearing the news from these people, Lin Xuan's complexion became even more ugly. Although he didn't know what kind of power this hidden valley was, judging from the performance of these guys, I'm afraid that the strength of this hidden valley is definitely not weak .

And this Zhou Yuan was actually able to get the protection of such a colossal monster.

"damn it!"

Lin Xuan cursed secretly in his heart, and looked at Zhou Yuan with a look full of viciousness and resentment.

"Hehe, the seniors are overrated! Junior is just lucky, it's not worth mentioning..."

For the gray-haired old man's approval, Zhou Yuan also arched his cupped hands without any pride.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yuan cast his eyes on Lin Xuan who was not far away again, and no matter how gloomy the other party's face was at the moment, he smiled lightly and said, "Old ghost Yunfu, if you think own fist is hard enough, how about Let me ask you for advice, how about it?"