Start The Game With 3,000 Martial Saints And Jump To The Supreme God

Everyone in the Godslayer team had the terrifying aura of the peak Quasi Emperor, which frightened the group of ancestors of all races.

They are dumbfounded, Xu Daozi on the Xianque city wall, Emperor Xuanyuan and others are all dumbfounded.

"This,, how is this possible!" The corners of Emperor Xuanyuan's eyes tightened, his face full of shock.

"When did this Quasi Emperor peak cultivator become so cheap? As soon as it comes out, ten pieces will come out!".

"Hiss, hiss~" Ren Le, Lord Yaoguang and the others had expressions of fear on their faces.

With the strength exposed by Mo Haizong now, it has far surpassed the human race and the forces of both clans.

More than a dozen Quasi Emperor peaks, ten Quasi Emperor middle stage cultivators, and twenty Quasi Emperor Powers, how can this be fought!

"This Demon Sea Sect, we'd better not offend it, the Wan Clan is going to be in bad luck this time." Emperor Xuanyuan smirked.

"Damn it? With Chen Fan's heart, I'm afraid the whole family will be exterminated!" Yang Jie, who was behind Xu Daozi and others, twitched his lips.

He has not known Chen Fan for a long time, but he knows Chen Fan's methods very well.

High in the sky, after the Godslayer team appeared, the ancestors of the other races of the Wanzu no longer had the slightest intention to fight, and turned their heads and jumped.

My heart is full of remorse, why did I listen to Li Yan's nonsense and attack Mo Haizong.

It's a pity that the world didn't give them regret medicine. The ten members of the Godslayer team were like ghosts walking out of The Underworld, and the black daggers in their hands looked like snakes in the sky.

Every place it crosses, it takes away the lives of the ancestors of all races.

At this moment, the ancestors of the top race in the Black Tortoise world were killed wantonly like ants.

"Ah!" The screams continued to ring out in the sky, and the corpses of the ancestors of all races fell to the ground, setting off bursts of smoke.

The screams resounded throughout Xianque City, and countless people in the city looked up to the sky in fear, their faces full of horror.

"It's over for all the people to offend Mo Haizong." Emperor Xuanyuan looked at the massacre in the sky and said in a daze.

Xu Daozi, Ren Tianqi, Yaoguang Shengzhu and the ancestors of the Supreme Divine Sect also felt too unreal at the moment.

Is this the end of the Wanzu who has been fighting against the human race for tens of thousands of years in the Black Tortoise world?

Could it be that they are too weak? No! It is that their enemies are too terrifying, so terrifying that the ancestors of the Supreme God Sect of the human race are afraid and desperate.

"I really didn't expect such a result, what should we do next?" Ren Tianqi asked solemnly.

In the current situation, no matter how much the ancestors of the ancient royal family resisted, they might not be able to escape the clutches of Mo Haizong.

If the Eastern Continent's Ten Thousand Races were really wiped out by the Demon Sea Sect, then the Black Tortoise Realm would only have them, the Supreme Divine Sect of the Human Race.

The Mo Haizong sect monopolizes two continents, and Xu Daozi and others feel fear when they think about it.

"Hey! In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and schemes are illusions!" Zhou Daozi whispered.

"Now we can only take one step at a time. I hope Mo Haizong won't set his sights on us."

Emperor Xuanyuan looked up at Taoist Xu, a strange flash of light flashed in his eyes.

He has known Xu Daozi for tens of thousands of years, and in his memory Xu Daozi has always been a person who has the chance to win and is more important than scheming.

But Xu Daozi can say such words, it can be seen how much shock and powerlessness Mo Haizong's strength has brought to him.

"That's the only way to go now." Ren Tianqi, Lord Yaoguang and the others also had embarrassing expressions on their faces, and they clasped their hands tightly.

They are the ancestors of the Supreme God Sect of the human race, the top existence in the Black Tortoise world, but now they can only bow their heads in front of the Demon Sea Sect.

While the few of them were talking, the massacre in the sky was coming to an end.

The huge corpse piled up a hill on the ground below, and the blood continuously flowed out from the corpse, mixed with a faint scent of blood, floating into Fairy Sparrow City.

Attracting the eyes of countless cultivators, they looked at the corpses outside the city, their eyes were full of greed, and their mouths kept swallowing.

Those are all the corpses of the ancestors of the ten thousand races, and their flesh and blood are very precious, which is of great benefit to them.

But the flesh and blood were right in front of them, and no one in the city made a move. Although they wanted to get it very much, they were not dazzled by their greed.

Going to snatch the things belonging to Demon Haizong, isn't it because he despises himself and has lived enough?

In the high sky, a pitch-black cold light flashed under the eyes of everyone, and even the high sky was torn open by this cold light, exposing the void.

Plop! The last ancestor of the ten thousand races in the sky didn't even utter a scream, his head was chopped off by An Yi, and the killing intent on the dagger directly obliterated his soul.

……ask for flowers…

The corpse fell heavily on the ground, adding a little more height to the "hill".

At this moment, the sound of corpses falling also resounded in the hearts of countless cultivators in Fairy Sparrow City.

The cultivators of the human race and the ten thousand races looked up at the dark purple figure of Chen Fan in the sky in fear.

Ten members of the Godslayer team stood respectfully in front of Chen Fan, waiting for Chen Fan's next mission.

"Not bad, you guys did a good job." Chen Fan nodded in appreciation,

"Let's go back first."

"Yes!" The ten members of the Godslayer team replied respectfully, and the figures of the ten members disappeared into the air.

"Fatty, why don't you hurry up and move?" Chen Fan turned to Pound and smiled.

A smile appeared on Pound's face instantly, and the corners of his mouth almost cracked to the side of his ears, "Okay!".

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Pound flew towards the corpse of the ancestor of the Wanzu below like a fleshy ball, his eyes were full of light.

"This is used to braise in soy sauce, braised pig's trotters are delicious!".

"This is for steaming."

"This is used to bake and eat, it's so beautiful! Hahaha.

"This skin is too thick, let's use it for stewing."

The void ring in Pound's hand was constantly shining with light, and he put the corpses of the ancestors of all races into the void ring.

Every time he collected a corpse, his deepest thoughts would come out from his mouth from time to time.

Good guy! I've even thought about how to eat it!

It is worthy of being a big pot with a carry-on, a master of all kinds of seasonings.

The cultivator in Fairy Sparrow City listened to Pound's words, salivating frantically, staring at Pound angrily, this dead Fatty really deserves a beating.

Even on the city wall, the Tianjiao of the human race and their ancestors glared at Pang De below.

Waiting for something good, what the hell is Fatty thinking about eating?

These are the corpses of the Holy Master peak, full of treasures.

Pound below didn't know himself, and had already invisibly pulled a wave of hatred.

After collecting the corpse, he flew back to Chen Fan's side.

At this moment, Pang De didn't feel any sadness in his heart anymore. With the corpses of these holy master peaks, he made a lot of money this trip.

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