Chapter 644

Although the holy ancestor of Sanqing stopped the quasi saints of Yan family, he was also unable to kill them.

The leader of the Yan family raised his four arms and shouted angrily, "son of the Yan family, pass on the great road to my ancestors!"

His voice not only resounded through the battlefield, but also the whole fairyland.

Hundreds of millions of Yan people sacrificed their own luck one after another. Rainbow after rainbow flew out of their bodies and all rushed to the Yan leader. The scene was magnificent and illuminated the dark space.

Because the leader of Yan Clan retreated outside the fairyland, the holy ancestor of Sanqing could not hurt him.

Sanqing emperor frowned.

The immortal quasi saints who have just rested for a while can't make the leader of Yan Family stronger.

……

The power of Sanqing holy ancestor soon spread all over the fairy world, which relieved all sentient beings. Fortunately, there are such strong people in the fairy world.

Han Jue has been watching the war and delayed his practice.

It's not a problem to go on like this.

Han Jue silently took out the book of doom and sighed: "the dark forbidden Lord has been saved again. Fame and wealth have been occupied by your saints, and the pots are on my back. Alas."

How can there be such a low-key savior like me in the world!

Han Jue began to curse Tao.

Five days later.

Han Jue's life began to decline. In just five days, countless people were killed and injured in the battle on the edge of the fairyland, and the karma soared.

The quasi saints of the Yan family began to lead the attack separately, resulting in the inability of the holy ancestor of Sanqing to take into account all the enemies. A group of Yan Family creatures have entered the fairy world. The leader of the team is a quasi saint, with as many as 50 under him.

Fairyland chaos!

The saints have a headache. The morale of the Yan family is really too strong, stronger than all sentient beings in the fairy world. They charge like crazy one by one. As long as there is still a breath, they will fight all kinds of battles!

Han never paid attention to the fairyland, staring at his property panel and email.

One trillion years of life!

100 billion years!

Millions of years!

Five hundred trillion years!

[your enemy will not die, and your heart will be damaged by your curse]

continue!

Since you want to curse, take it away in one wave. It's best to frighten and return to the ruins God realm!

Han Jue's eyes were fierce and cursed with all his strength.

Eight hundred trillion years!

Ten billion years!

Two thousand trillion years!

[your enemy will not die, because of your curse, Qi disorder and soul damage]

[your enemy will never die. He was attacked by your good friend, father Xi Tian, and was seriously injured]

Huh?

Is father Xi Tian back?

Han Jue stopped immediately. Since father Xi Tian took action, he didn't have to waste his life.

He looked up and saw that outside the heaven, the space where the Tao is immortal was broken, and endless chaos and thunder were intertwined. The breath of the Tao is fading rapidly, and he felt another boundless breath.

Emperor Xi!

Lao Zu came back at the critical juncture of heaven!

Xuandu Saint Zun also found this and directly waved his sleeve to destroy the Yan Family base camp outside the heaven.

Tens of millions of Yan people turn into flying ash one after another and have no resistance.

Those who delayed falling looked at the fly ash ahead and fell into despair.

The despair didn't last too long. In less than three breath time, tens of millions of creatures of the Yan family died, and even a remnant soul was not left. It can be seen that the xuandu saint was angry and endured for a long time.

In the fairyland.

The leader of Yan Clan who was still in the war felt something and suddenly turned back, his eyes turned red.

"No -"

The Yan Family roared at the top of his voice. He quickly waved four long guns and drowned countless practitioners in the fairy world.

Not only him, but also other Yanzu Da Neng found the situation in the rear.

"The Yan family has no way to escape. Once we go out, we will be slaughtered by saints!"

"Children! We can only kill to the end!"

"The Yan family is constantly striving for self-improvement and fearless of death!"

"Kill -"

The leader of the Yan Clan roared, and the momentum soared, startling the whole fairyland!

The boundless fairy world trembled violently, as if the world was coming!

The holy ancestor of Sanqing gave a cold hum and drew a circle with his hands. The three great gods appeared in front of him, each holding a sword and cutting off with a sword. The green, black and white sword Qi erupted and filled the world, drowning the leader of the Yan family.

The great powers in the fairy world felt that the Yan family outside the heaven was eradicated by the saints. They were all excited and tried their best to fight again.

Han Jue is following the email.

What a pity!

Tao does not die, but is seriously injured, not killed!

Lao Zu is still a little bad. He can't kill this guy. Han Jue has a life expectancy of 2000 trillion years!

The more Han Jue thinks, the more depressed he is.

no way.

We have to take the immortal wave away.

Although the hatred of the two stars is not high, this guy has always wanted to destroy the way of heaven. When the way of heaven is gone, Han Jue is in danger.

Han Jue took out the book of doom and continued to curse.

Five days later.

His life expectancy began to decline. At the same time, the Yan family was at the end of their power.

The living creatures of the Yan family are the weakest. They are also Da Luo Jinxian, with less than 300 people.

They had no way to escape and had to fight to the death.

North of the fairyland, the earth is red with blood and flesh, and the sky is raining with blood.

The leader of the Yan family stood on the earth like a giant peak, towering into the clouds. On the sea of clouds, he was surrounded by thousands of immortal powers. Even the existence of the divine realm dared to surround him!

The leader of Yan Clan was covered with blood, gasped, and his scarlet eyes were full of anger.

"Yan Clan... Defeated..."

The leader of Yan family was sad.

After the fairyland side knew that it was about to win, they were very excited and ridiculed the Yanzu crazily.

"How dare you invade the fairyland?"

"I haven't heard of any Yanzu!"

"Hum, where's the saint who sheltered you? Ran away?"

"Poor, I really think the way of heaven can be destroyed by your race?"

"Cut off his head and put it on the edge of the fairyland to warn chaos of those hidden races!"

……

Although the battle was short, the deaths and injuries in the fairyland were no less than those of the Yan family. At least 10 billion creatures died. Towering anger filled every participant's heart.

It's no use for the Yan Clan to surrender!

The Yan Clan is not going to surrender!

In the distance, Da santian said, "holy ancestor, don't you kill him?"

His words were agreed by other quasi saints. He didn't understand what Sanqing holy ancestor was waiting for.

Sanqing Shengzu didn't answer and calmly stared at the leader of Yan family.

The leader of the Yan Family smiled sadly and said, "yes! Come and kill! See if I can pull some more poor big Luo on the back!"

After recognizing the reality, the leader of Yanzu had no pressure.

The Yan Clan wants to destroy the seed. In that case, what else does he need to worry about?

Other Yanzu powers also showed a decisive color.

There was no change in the war.

Finally, all Yanzu died!

The body of the leader of the Yan Clan was sealed into a huge peak one million feet high to warn future generations.

The other side.

Han Jue is still concentrating on cursing the Tao.

His life expectancy will soon be deducted by 10 billion years!

[your enemy Tao does not die, because of your curse, the Tao heart is broken and the flesh body is annihilated]

continue!

Not yet dead!

Han Jue gritted his teeth and insisted.

Another 10 billion years of life!

[your enemy will never die, because of your curse, he will be scared, the road will be scattered, and the road will be compassionate]

The heavens rolled with the thunderclouds, as if the sky were crying.