The invincible fist seal tore open the void, and Wang Changan took a step forward to kill a figure at a very fast speed.

Bang.

The man's armor exploded, and endless tribulation light was blown away.

The portrait glowed, and another ray of holy power was activated. Beixingfang has been worshiped for many years, just to kill the enemy today.

The ancestors of the Jing clan once became sages of heaven and earth before the vast time. Although they were not great emperors, they were still invincible to anyone of their generation.

This is the pride of everyone in the Jing clan. The Jing clan has been dominant for a lifetime.

"Use my body as a sacrifice."

A Creation Realm resolutely spontaneously ignited and used his own blood to trigger a blow. In the portrait, the figure suddenly looked back.

In the holy eyes, there was a wisp of murderous intent.

There was a rumble in the sky, and the irresistible surge of holy power was like a hole in the sky.

Between heaven and earth, the invisible holy power is suppressed.

Wang Changan activated the time rune and took action instantly, blasting away with rolling fist seals.

A ray of holy light erupted, followed by a big explosion.

Time was flowing slowly, Wang Changan was smashed into the ground, and then came out with an invincible punch.

The divine light rushed upwards, and the dark tribulation light shattered a figure.

puff.

Wang Changan rushed up and struck out instantly, and then a holy rune exploded on Wang Changan's body.

Blood drips all over the body, and the spear of judgment can penetrate through it.

Kill one person.

The power of the Holy Dao blasted out again, Wang Changan took the initiative to retreat, and then the Dark Divine Tribulation resisted the attack.

Under a shocking collision.

Wang Changan's blood boiled, this holy power was extremely powerful.

"Die to me."

Wang Xie shouted, holding the sword in one hand and holding the back of the sword with the other, he raised it and slashed out with one strike.

The power of the runes surged, splitting the surrounding air in half.

A big palm shot out, causing Wang Yi to fly backwards.

The strong men from the ninth level of Qiankun came to kill Wang Xie.

Wang Yi quickly attacked, with a sword like a light, and attacked and killed. Several figures surrounded him and left.

With a bang.

A large number of houses were collapsed, and at the same time, countless people in the gathering area were fleeing.

The fluctuations of the battle are so strong that even if there are some large formations in the gathering place, they are still unable to withstand it.

Wang Yi was thrown out, and several figures continued to fly upside down.

"Kill him."

The gap is too big. Even if Wang Yi and others are not afraid of death, it is still difficult to resist the ninth level of Qiankun.

Wang Yi held his sword and kept slashing and killing. Wang Xie and others also rushed forward quickly to surround and kill the opponent.

Poof, Wang Yi hit the opponent with his sword, but what he received was a palm from the opponent.

The armor on his body suddenly exploded, and he vomited blood and flew away.

"die."

Wang Xie took advantage of the situation and slashed, leaving a huge scar on the opponent's arm.

More than a dozen figures surrounded and attacked, but each one was knocked away.

"Wang Xie, kill him."

One person roared angrily, and several others used all their strength to block the opponent's attack. Wang Xie struck down with his sword, causing shock in all directions.

A bang sound.

The sword exploded, leaving the opponent with disheveled hair, several scars on his body, and blood.

During the few strikes, people were constantly being thrown away. Poof, Wang Xie severely injured the opponent again, but he was also knocked away.

"Second child."

With murderous intent in Wang Yi's eyes, he rushed forward and, using the cover of his own men, struck out with his sword again.

Poof, the opponent's flesh and blood was split open with a knife.

Wang Yi waved his sword wildly, and with a bang, one arm pierced Wang Yi's body, but Wang Yi's sword cut off the opponent's head.

"kill."

Wang Yi cut off the arm and then vomited blood.

"Others, fight in."

The others suddenly lost all restraints and began to slaughter like crazy.

"If you can't stop it, run away."

"No, don't kill me."

The opponent began to flee, and the armored army ran over them, encircling and killing the ninth level of Qiankun with the second level of Qiankun. It must be said that this was a feat.

Wang Changan took action with all his strength, but his strength was constantly being damaged, but the opponent was also suffering casualties.

Even if there are constant sneak attacks from the Creation Realm, the number of people is still limited.

"Sacrifice to me."

The digital creation realm issued its final roar.

The holy light soared and penetrated all of a sudden.

In an instant, Wang Changan sensed the final threat.

As a result, the heaven and earth froze instantly, and Wang Changan was in the dark divine wheel and struck an invincible blow.

Suddenly, Wang Changan turned into a god.

A true demonstration of the invincible supreme technique.

"The ten directions return to ruins."

In an instant, Wang Changan seemed to have traveled through time, and only the last trace of his spirit remained in the world.

The holy light melts into water like sugar, disappears silently, and returns to emptiness.

Heaven, earth, and the avenue seemed to have sunk into another world.

More terrifying than the Spear of Judgment, everything swept by like waves.

Not even the blood mist was left, it evaporated away.

There was only one Creation Realm left in the audience, looking at Wang Changan in horror.

Then he ran away quickly, not intending to activate the holy painting again, but a wisp of murderous intent descended, and Wang Changan killed him with a decisive move.

At this time, Wang Changan was covered in blood, and he was completely a bloody man.

Wang Changan took the ancient painting with one hand and looked at it carefully.

"The Holy Ancestor of the Jing Clan is out of date."

After saying that, his whole body surged with divine power, tearing it in half.

Beixingfang really could no longer resist Wang Changan. Finally, another stronghold of the Jing clan came to an end.

However, this was the time when the Iron Armored Army paid the highest price.

Wang Changan looked at Wang Yi, this guy was seriously injured.

Fortunately, Wang Changan had golden ambergris, which saved his life.

After all, it can be taken care of well.

The treasure house in Beixingfang was opened by Wang Changan. It was filled with dazzling treasures. What shocked Wang Changan was that this treasure house contained mostly elixirs.

"What are they doing? They have even collected hundreds of herbs. These are priceless treasures!"

Wang Changan asked doubtfully.

"Sir, look, what is this?" One of his men found an ancient animal skin with ancient elixir prescriptions recorded on it.

It's called Nirvana Pill.

Wang Changan took a look and saw that Beixingfang was really raising this kind of ancient elixir.
To be continued...