Supreme Killer

Chapter 4836: Barren origin

Chapter 4836: Barren origin

The old man Bianhuang was stained with blood, his gray robe was hunting, and the terrifying killing intent filled.

When he was young, he seemed unmatched.

One shot to kill the Supreme Demon Race, how many people can do it?

"Wow..."

Suddenly, the old man Bianhuang looked up to the sky and screamed, his long hair stained with blood was flying messily, his upper body robe shattered, revealing vigorous and powerful muscles, and he was extremely domineering.

He seemed to be venting.

Hundreds of thousands of years have suffered severe damage to the famine, and the cultivation base has not moved forward.

Hundreds of thousands of years, forbearance of the fate, the liver and the brain.

Hundreds of thousands of years, guarding the fate, giving up everything.

Even if you know you die, you will burn the last glory!

It is conceivable that the elders on the border when they were young are so extraordinary.

Even if he grows old, his majesty is undiminished!

"What a daze, he burns everything and won't last long." Tai Huang's face was cold.

He didn't want to provoke a battle between the two worlds. Although he was afraid of the ancestors of the demon, why not he was afraid of such outstanding people as the old man Xiangbian?

"Old things, die!" One of the demon ancestors swayed holding a killing flag, exuding a kind of world-killing air, and horribly killing all overwhelmed the old man in the border.

"dead!"

The other two demon ancestors also shot at the same time. The strength of the old man in the border is beyond their expectations. Only by joining forces can there be a chance.

If he doesn't stop him, the monk on the side of the Demon Ancestor will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

Tens of thousands of miles of the void exploded, completely turning into chaos, chaotic light lasing, chaos, and mania.

In the distance, on a divine boat, Xiao Fan's soul body looked at all this indifferently, his fists in his sleeves clenched and trembling slightly.

He never expected that the old man Bianhuang would be so decisive.

He pushed himself into a dead end when he shot.

"You're right, the wrong thing is Tianhuang!" Xiao Fan roared in his heart, forcibly resisting the killing intent in his heart.

The old marginal man who burns everything, even if he stops it, he can't stop it.

He already knew the intention of the ontology.

I wanted to stimulate the funeral and let him pass the words back to Tianhuang, which was an expression of his attitude.

But he never thought about letting the funeral go to death.

Your own situation is not as good as your apprentice?

In order to punish the famine, but the famine was forced into a dead end!

Tianhuang is indeed wrong, but Xiao Fan knows that most of these people in the desert are innocent, which is why the deity is willing to rescue the desert.

It's just that the deity never expected that the demons would come so quickly.

Boom!

Several explosions interrupted Xiao Fan's thoughts, and saw several figures flying upside down from the void, **** all over.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-colored figure rushed out, holding a spear, and piercing the eyebrows of one of the Supreme Demon ancestors.

"The emperor, help me!" The man paled with fright and called for help.

puff!

The spear entered the body, and the eyebrows of the Supreme Demon Ancestor suddenly exploded, and blood shot.

Everyone was moved, this is really an old man, how strong is he?

Even if it burns everything, it shouldn't have such a terrifying combat power.

"kill!"

The old man in Bianhuang went mad, shooting blood in his eyes, peerless and sharp.

He wiped out everything about the Supreme Demon Ancestor, and rushed to another person again without looking back.

"Chang!"

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce the person's body, a white glow stood in front of the person.

The long spear hit the body of a long sword, bursting out a terrifying source wave, tearing the sky apart.

"The emperor!" The demon ancestor, who had been walking around the gate of the ghost gate, showed ecstasy on his face, looking at the ferocious old man Bianhuang, shaking all over.

This old man was so terrifying that he almost killed him!

"Burial? You are still too weak after all." Too Huang said indifferently, without a trace of murderous intent, nor a bit fierce, but its horror was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Against the sky!" someone exclaimed.

The calmer Taihuang is, the more proof he is powerful.

At this moment, the old man from the borderlands can kill even in the supreme realm, but he is easily blocked by people. It is not a realm against the sky, what is it?

"Taiyi, let him get out!" The old man Bianhuang roared, his spear trembled, and he retreated too.

"If you were defeated by my father back then, you are no longer qualified to fight him." Too ridiculously said.

As soon as the voice fell, he waved his hand, and the gray rain showered down, sinking into the body of the old man Bianhuang, and the breath of the old man Bianhuang instantly dropped a lot.

Seeing this, the old man Bianhuang quickly backed away, looking at Taihuang with great surprise: "Withering the origin!"

"The knowledge is not bad, you burn all the foundations, it is useless to the emperor." Taihuang looked unwavering.

Since the war with the Primordial God Realm had already begun, he had no intention of forbearing and keeping it.

The war of three clans was the general trend, and he couldn't go against it.

Even if he didn't want to, but he didn't dare to disobey the orders of the Demon Ancestor Land. "Haha, when the old man swept the Demon Realm, you still don't know where to play in the mud, if it weren't too sinister, and use poison to calculate the old man, he would have been dead." The old man Bianhuang smiled disdainfully, his mind moved, his breath Skyrocketed again

cut.

"The winner, the loser, what's the point of saying so, this emperor will send you on the road." Tai Huang squinted his eyes.

Although on the surface he is disdainful, but in his heart he dare not underestimate it.

This is a person who can fight his father. If he hadn't succeeded in the plot, it is still unknown who his father and the old man from the frontier will die!

Turning his hands, Taihuang a sword protruded, and the grayish aura looked very flat, but the crowd was instantly dead.

"Withered origin, kendo origin merged!" Someone exclaimed, feeling the horror of this sword.

"The old man in Borderland burned his origin and blood, didn't he happen to be restrained?" Everyone in Tianhuang changed their expressions.

Xiao Wudao was expressionless, but his slightly trembling body betrayed him.

"Burial, you will definitely win!" Xiao Wudao roared inwardly.

On the battlefield of Bianhuang, the old man of Bianhuang looked indifferently at the killing, and his whole person stood motionless.

Many people have closed their eyes unbearably, and it seems that the old man Bianhuang has completely given up.

Cang!

Seeing that the sword of the Great Wilderness was only three feet away from the old man of the borderland, the old man of the borderland suddenly moved. He raised the spear in his hand and collided with the tip of the sword.

"Fight head-to-head with the emperor? Really..." Tai Huang smiled contemptuously.

However, before the words fell, his face froze in an instant, and he saw a wild air burst out of the old man Bianhuang, which rose to the sky, and instantly flooded the land.

"Desolate Origin!" Taihuang screamed before turning around and retreating.

The origin of the desolation, wherever he passed, the vitality disappeared instantly, which was much stronger than the origin of withering he had understood.

At least, withering requires a process, and the source of the barrenness directly creates the result.

"Want to escape?" The old man Bianhuang sneered, the source of the desolation turned into a big hand, grabbing an arm that was too desolate.

His arms were instantly dry and dry, all blood and energy disappeared, and the barren origin quickly spread towards his body.

"Puff!" Tai Huang was also a decisive person, cut off his arm directly, and his body instantly appeared thousands of miles away.