The Three Worlds

"Sure enough, there is still no shortage of smart people in this world!"

Feng Yushu had a faint smile on his lips, and his mind was scattered. He found that there were still several powerful beings staring at him in the dark, but he was not in a hurry at all.

"If you just watch the show obediently, it's fine, but if you dare to ruin my big plan, don't blame me for being ruthless and destroying you!"

A soft murmur came out, and the Devouring Avenue behind Feng Yushu suddenly roared, speeding up the swallowing speed.

Bang bang bang!

On the light curtain outside the trapped dragon city, gods kept falling.

That was the fall of the emperors of all races.

There were more and more blood clouds accumulated between heaven and earth, but the people of the Feng clan didn't care at all.

On the contrary, everyone's face showed a strong excitement.

The more emperors died, it meant that their young master would get more luck power.

Yes!

When each great emperor of the Ten Thousand Races fell, in addition to the strange phenomenon of the falling of the divine image, there was also a reward of luck, all of which were refined by Feng Yushu and entered his body, becoming the accumulation for his future impact on the Supreme Realm.

"The Wind Clan is so cruel!"

At one of the altars, an eight-armed ape from the Ape Clan, the emperor called 'Yuan Wu', looked desperate at this moment.

Originally, he thought that as long as he obeyed the Wind Clan, he might be able to get a glimmer of hope.

But he never thought that the Wind Clan would be so cruel and wanted to kill all the great emperors of the Ten Thousand Races from the beginning.

"Alas... I misjudged the situation!"

Yuan Wu sighed with a very sad heart.

In fact, his previous decision was not wrong. At that time, if he had a quarrel with the Wind Clan, Feng Yushu would definitely not let him live, but would kill him on the spot.

And his obedience at that time did not give him a chance to survive, but only delayed the time of death.

At least, before a miracle happens, all of their ape tribe will die here today.

Under the sky.

Not far from the entrance of the dungeon, there is a vague figure standing still.

"The Wind Tribe dares not to slaughter all tribes on the battlefield of the heavens, so they can only do this secretly in the Shenlong Abyss, and they must also rely on the shielding power of the trapped dragon city to block the outflow of all information. It's really a good plan!"

Huang Tianqi's eyes flashed with brilliance.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and his eyes turned to the north.

"Hmm?"

Huang Tianqi raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and suddenly shook, and ran to the north.

Not far behind Huang Tianqi, Shi Dushan was originally observing the situation of the Wind Tribe, but at this time, he saw Huang Tianqi leaving, and his expression was a little surprised.

"Why is this guy running to the north?"

Shi Dushan muttered, and his thoughts turned rapidly in his mind.

Suddenly, he thought of something and his face changed:

"No!"

"Huang Tianqi is gone, and that bastard Shi Wuao has also disappeared. Could it be that he discovered something?"

Shi Dushan looked at the many hidden auras around him disappearing, his heart sank, and he turned around and ran away without caring about anything else.

"Something happened?"

The demon clan's 'Thousand Faces' looked at everyone running to the north, his brows twisted into a ball.

"Did Xuan Yi run to the north?"

He suddenly thought of something, his expression was horrified, and without hesitation, he turned around and slipped away.

"They are all gone, that's great, no one can hinder us next."

Feng Yushu had a gentle smile on his lips, and while talking and laughing, he stretched out his hand and grabbed, and directly crushed a great emperor of all races to death.

"Is it really okay to let them leave like this? The immortal clan won't have any objections, right?"

Feng Juebian never took any action, but like a loyal guard, he guarded Feng Yushu's safety.

From this point, we can see how noble Feng Yushu's identity is.

Even Feng Juebian, a strong man who has been on the immortal list of "The Records of the Civilizations of the Heavens", is willing to serve as a guard, which is rare in the heavens and the worlds!

"Don't worry about it. Even if you have any opinions, so what? When I refine this batch of great emperors of all races, then I will wipe out the immortal race!"

Feng Yushu's gentle expression flashed with an unprecedented ferocity.

"Okay, everything is up to you!"

Feng Juebian nodded and said nothing, but his eyes were also faintly excited.

If the immortal race can be wiped out, it will be a great harvest for his Feng clan.

Next, there were continuous screams.

Altars exploded one after another, and great emperors of all races fell one after another.

Feng Yushu always had a gentle smile on his face, looking at the dead great emperors of all races, his expression did not fluctuate at all.

It seemed that in his eyes, these people were just some evil animals that were slaughtered at will.

"Feng Clan, you are so cruel!"

"A bunch of bastards, even if your grandfather dies, I will not let you succeed!"

"Feng Yushu, you are dead, even if I burn my blood, I will report back that you killed all the clans."

"After today, my Jiuluan Clan and Feng Clan will fight to the death!"

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From all directions, there were roars of shock and anger.

However, Feng Yushu remained calm and unmoved, not caring at all, and continued to refine these altars at his own pace.

The moment each altar turned into spiritual liquid was the moment when the white sea sky gold was melted, and it was also the moment when the emperor of all clans trapped in it fell.

Between heaven and earth, blood clouds rolled, and golden lights of luck gathered.

Feng Yushu's breath became more and more terrifying.

"It is your honor to die in my hands, why do you curse so badly?"

Feng Yushu chuckled, stretched out his hand and crushed, and suddenly more than a dozen altars broke apart.

Among them, some emperors who were burning their blood and intending to transmit messages through the power of blood were killed.

After today, the Feng clan will definitely be famous in the nine heavens.

Feng Yushu swallowed and killed hundreds of emperors from all races with his own strength, just to smelt the white sea gold and cast the supreme Hunyuan Dao body.

Above the sky.

The blood clouds were rolling, making a sharp sound.

It seemed like a sad song of the emperor's fall.

Unfortunately, not many people saw this scene. At this moment, everyone's attention was shifted back to the immortal clan.

After everyone recognized the intentions of the immortal clan, they had no time to care about the Feng clan.

The emperors of all races that Feng Yushu had killed were, after all, just some weak races.

Serving the right dishes to the right people!

This is what the strong men in the heavens and the worlds like to do the most!

Gods.

Zhou Yuan did not make any move, but looked at the shining halo in the sky with a serious face.

But at this moment, a tribe member behind him gritted his teeth and said:

"Sir, are we just going to watch the Feng tribe slaughter the emperors of all races?"

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