Fengshen: I, King Zhou, demolished the Nuwa Palace at the beginning

Those who hadn't exited the city cried out in grief, praying that Di Xin would send a strong man over soon.

The Yu Clan was born!

It brought endless disasters to the people.

It was even more miserable than the disasters from the Heavenly Court back then!

In the void, King Yan looked at this scene with agitated mind, as if he saw the opportunity for the rise of the Yan clan.

Especially now that there are so many monks and strong men in the human race, if they are all turned into zombies, wouldn't he be like the ancestor in the ghost blood sea.

Create a huge zombie race!

At that time, even if you can't prove the Tao and become a saint, your strength will definitely not lose to Patriarch Styx!

And the zombie family can also deal with heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Hmph! Haotian, do you want to take this opportunity to become the co-lord of the Three Realms?" King Yu sneered in his heart and calculated, "You want to eat farts!"

As long as he has enough strength to fight against Heaven, he will definitely not be defeated like in the past!

"boom!"

However, just as King Yu was thinking about it, he seemed to feel something, and looked up in shock.

On the edge of the sky, a bloody murderous aura, like a pillar of Buzhou Mountain, shot from a distance, covering the sun and the moon, shaking the heavens.

At this moment, the entire Great Desolation seemed to be flooded with blood.

"Ancestor Ming He?"

King Yu's expression froze.

Such a terrifying murderous aura made him instantly think of the one in the Nether Blood Sea.

At the moment, King Yu became extremely vigilant. This is one of the great innate gods of the prehistoric world. He was once a three thousand mortal guest of Zixiao Palace, and he even has two killing spirit treasures, Yuantu and Abi, in his hands.

In the prehistoric world, apart from Saints, there are absolutely terrifying existences that can rank among the top five in the first vertical and horizontal echelon.

King Yu looked solemn, staring at the sky, feeling a little trouble.

"Fellow Daoist is the Patriarch Styx?"

King Yu asked in a deep voice.

The sky became more and more bloody, and endless murderous aura filled the nine heavens and the ten earths, vast and majestic.

This scene made countless souls tremble, their faces turned pale, and some timid people even collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with horror.

As the blood mist filled the surrounding mountains, trees, and rivers, it seemed to be dyed red.

The monstrous murderous intent seemed to slaughter all the creatures in the prehistoric world.

"How is this going?"

Countless great powers looked at this place in amazement, their hearts trembling.

"It's this breath again!"

Whether it is the Heavenly Court or the Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace.

All looked solemn.

This breath once appeared, but it disappeared in a flash.

But now it is so clear.

"The Dao of Killing, could it be that Patriarch Styx came out?"

It is possible to make such guesses.

"Is this the Quantitative Tribulation? It is comparable to the ancient Dao Demon War and the Dragon-Han Great Tribulation, right?"

"Hurry up and hide, this is the Taoist's own business, we must not be contaminated, otherwise we will die without knowing how to die."

"That's right. Originally, I wanted to use the luck of the amount of calamity to improve it, but looking at it like this, I'd better forget it."

Countless powerful men whispered, overwhelmed by this murderous aura, their faces filled with unease.

This murderous aura is as real as it is, making people dare not confront it head-on. With just one glance, it's like falling into hell!

And this scene happened when Di Xin took Xiang Yu to Nangeng City for support.

This massacre of blood shook the hearts of every creature.

King Yu was disturbed by this breath, and finally couldn't help it, and sternly shouted: "Pretending to be a ghost, who are you?"

At the same time, he was ready to fight.

At this time, a figure finally appeared in the blood mist, with a young face, stern as a knife, seven feet tall, holding a scarlet blood-colored long sword in his hand.

King Yu didn't know when the other party appeared, as if the other party had stood there quietly from the beginning to the end.

A pair of eyes that despised life calmly looked at the group of slaughtered people.

"You evil bastards wantonly massacred people, die!"

===Chapter 365 You kill yourself===

As soon as the words fell, King Yan's heart beat violently.

He stared at the blood-red figure in the void, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, his pupils were deeply condensed, he was shocked and uneasy!

In the city, tens of thousands of white bones lay horizontally, piled up like a mountain, extremely tragic, and blood gurgled like a never-ending river.

Countless cultivators of the Heaven Department fought fiercely with the gang!

Although the cultivators of Tianbu were weak, no one took a step back.

Because, behind them are the people they swore to protect to the death!

This scene fell in the eyes of other races such as the Yaozu and Wuzu, and all creatures were shocked.

In the past, Wanzu and Su were just propaganda. Human Emperor said that every race should be protected, but in the end it was just a slogan.

There is no war, no comparison.

Believable, or not.