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Seeing this situation, Zhu Huan in the center of the darkness sneered and said, "Old man, he still wants to leave an empress for the Yu clan, just dreaming!"

The next moment, he flicked the death hook sickle in his hand, and a purple-black halo gathered in front of him.

The dark red blood from Zhu Huan's fingertips flowed out, and quickly formed a seal in the halo, and a cold and terrifying breath spread like a tide!

"The Gate of Soul Devouring!"

Zhu Huan pressed down with one palm, and the blood mark shone brightly, as if opening a door to hell.

The terrifying wave of Nether Qi turned into a big hand covering the sky, like the handprint of the god of death protruding from hell, and enveloped Old Madam Yu.

Above the big hand, a monstrous cold current erupted, and the several elders who followed Old Madam Yu felt their whole bodies were frozen instantly.

Immediately, the primordial spirit in the altar was directly absorbed by that big hand, swallowed and entered the soul-devouring gate, screaming pitifully.

At this moment, only the old matriarch Yu, with the divine sword gleaming with jade light in his hand, burst out with radiant divine light, and firmly resisted the giant beast.

But that giant hand possessed unrivaled strength and quickly devoured the blade in her hand.

At the same time, an extremely cold breath spread, and the old matriarch's arms were covered with purple frost.

And began to spread rapidly all over her body, trying to freeze it and devour her primordial spirit.

Seeing this, Yu Qingcheng and Yu Qingfeng hurried forward to help, and raised their hands to press the old matriarch's shoulders to infuse energy.

However, he was absorbed by that terrifying attraction, and frost began to condense on his body, and his soul trembled wildly, wanting to leave the altar!

"Hahaha... none of you can escape, you will all die!"

Zhu Huan laughed wildly, the blood mark in his hand shone brightly, and the giant hand covering the sky suddenly covered the heads of the three of them.

However, just in the nick of time.

"Shh...!"

In the void, in the boundless black mist.

A golden light, like the light of dawn, broke through the thick fog and swept away.

"Chi Chi Chi...!"

In an instant, countless dark shadows were pierced by the golden light and turned into nothingness.

The golden light was like a divine sword, directly cutting off the giant hand protruding from the Soul Devouring Gate!

"Boom...!"

The giant black hand exploded in an instant, and the three of them, the old matriarch Yu who were frozen all over, broke free from their strength and flew backwards at the same time.

"Um……?"

Zhu Huan was also interrupted by this sudden blow, Fa Yin shook in front of him, and he slid backwards.

His pupils shrank, and he looked forward suddenly.

"who is it?"

In the black mist that exploded in front of him, a golden light flickered, and instantly evaporated the black mist that filled the sky.

"You are the Nether clan, one of the five great generals?"

In the golden light, a handsome young man with golden brilliance appeared in front of everyone out of thin air. His eyes were calm, and he stared at Zhu Huan opposite him.

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Seeing the void, it suddenly appeared, like a young man exiled from an immortal.

Old Madam Yu, Yu Qingcheng and Yu Qingfeng were all stunned for a moment, and suddenly their eyes burst into light.

"breeze!"

Many strong men of the Yu clan also vaguely recognized the person who came.

This seems to be the Taishang Keqing who climbed above the 12th step of the Zhongmiao Heavenly Ladder [-] years ago.

No one thought that Han Feng would arrive at this time.

Zhu Huan on the opposite side also shrank his pupils when he saw Han Feng.

"Han Feng, you finally appeared!"

Han Feng looked at the other party calmly and said, "Have you been looking for me? Where is Hedison?"

Zhu Huan sneered, "Hehe... Heidison has already gone to the Chu clan, and I will be responsible for eliminating the Yu clan."

Hearing this, Han Feng frowned, as expected.

"Han Feng, since you took the initiative to show up, it would be even better. If you hand over that golden page, I would have considered it and spared your life."

"Golden pages?"

Han Feng suddenly remembered the golden book page that was integrated with the Lost Land and the Holy Tower of the Nether Race.

There seemed to be a complete spell on it.

Han Feng said indifferently: "Is that thing important to you?"

"Of course!"

"Since it is very important to you, sorry, I accept it."

"You..." Zhu Huan's pupils shrank.

"Do you also want to be destroyed like the Yu clan?"

At this moment, Old Madam Yu also opened his mouth and said: "Xiaofeng, this person is one of the five generals of the Nether Clan, Naluo, is powerful, let's work together and rush out together!"

Han Feng looked back at the old lady and the three of them, and smiled lightly.

"Grandma, aunt, uncle, I'm here, I'm fine."

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

Zhu Huan finally lost his patience.

"Stinky boy, you are courting death!"

At this time, the Soul Devouring Gate in front of him suddenly expanded, and the light burst out.

The giant hand covering the sky condensed again, and slammed towards Han Feng with a palm.

The terrifying energy caused countless cracks to appear in the independent space of the Yu clan.

When Han Feng saw this, he just slowly raised his hand and pushed out with a punch.

"boom……!"

A golden ripple rippled like a star ring.

Behind Han Feng, a golden phantom as high as a thousand feet flashed, forming a golden fist shadow that covered the sky and blasted out.

"Pongpongpeng...!"

Destroyed all the way, the golden shadow of the fist directly crushed the terrifying giant soul-eating hand inch by inch.

A punch hit the Soul Devouring Gate in front of Zhu Huan.

"Boom...!"

The Soul Devouring Gate blessed by the mysterious blood mark was directly blasted by this punch, and the blood mark shattered.

"what!"

Zhu Huan's face turned pale with shock, and his figure flickered back thousands of feet like a ghost, and the golden fist shadow also flashed for an instant, and appeared in front of him again.

"boom……!"

Zhu Huan was directly blasted thousands of feet away by the giant golden fist, billowing blue smoke billowed from his body, and numerous cracks appeared.

Even the purple lines on his face became dim, and this punch caused serious trauma.

"You... How could you have such great strength?" Zhu Huan showed extreme shock.

Old Madam Yu, Yu Qingcheng, and even Yu Qingfeng and the others were all inexplicably shocked.

This is one of the five mighty generals of the Nether clan, a powerful being who has fought against the eight ancient clans for tens of thousands of years, but he couldn't stop Han Feng's random punch.

After Han Feng punched out, he didn't chase after him, but formed a mark in his hand, and his eyes were filled with divine light.

"Tianluo Eight Tones!"

The next moment, Han Feng opened his mouth and uttered eight jerky and mysterious syllables, which seemed to originate from the ancient wilderness, and the heaven and earth had just opened.

The sound waves spread into golden ripples.

Where the ripples spread, countless powerful black shadows from the Nether clan who came to destroy the Yu clan all wailed mournfully one after another, turning into green smoke and collapsing.

Even together with the battle with Zhu Huan, more than a dozen strong Nether tribes who had gathered solid bodies were also shocked by the golden ripples, causing green smoke to rise all over their bodies.

When the Han Feng and the eight tones played together, the black shadows all over the sky were wiped out, and more than a dozen powerful Nether tribes all vomited blood and were seriously injured, screaming and wailing.

This scene stunned all members of the Yu clan, even Zhu Huan's expression changed drastically.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for this physical body not being fully fused, I wouldn't be afraid of you. This time, you're lucky!"

A purple-black mist erupted around Zhu Huan's body, covering more than a dozen powerful Nether tribes, and instantly dissipated like mist in this world.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng frowned slightly, and instead of pursuing, he turned his head to look at Old Madam Yu and the others.

"Grandma, are you all right?"

The old lady and her sons and daughters were still in a sluggish state at the moment. Hearing this, they suddenly woke up.

Mrs. Yu couldn't believe it, "Xiaofeng, you... your current strength."

Han Feng smiled and said, "Grandma, my grandson has improved a little bit."

Hearing this, Yu Qingcheng and Yu Qingfeng looked at each other and smiled wryly at the same time.

Can this also be called a small effort?

That is the strong man of the Nether clan who can destroy the entire Yu clan.

As soon as Han Feng appeared, with his own strength, he hit Zhu Huan severely with one punch, and the eight notes destroyed the army of the Nether clan. What kind of supernatural power is this?

What level the other party has reached now, they can hardly imagine.

Han Feng didn't say much, and said directly to Old Madam Yu: "Grandma, you must have already guessed that the Tianyuan Dynasty has completely fallen, and the Yu clan can no longer stay here.

Come with me, I will protect you.

In addition, the Chu family is also under attack, and we must rush to rescue them immediately. "

Han Feng's voice is serious and calm.

The old lady Yu was a decisive person, so she made a decisive decision and moved the entire Yu clan away.

The core area of ​​the Yu Clan is originally an independent space created by the old matriarch Yu himself. If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the Nether Clan army, it would be easy for them to migrate.

At the moment, the old lady directly took back this space with the power of her own domain.

Immediately lead the clansmen in the space to follow Han Feng to the Chu clan.

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However, the secret territory of the Chu clan is also facing the same crisis as the Yu clan.

The patriarch of the Zuoqiu clan, Zuoqiu Beiming, led the army of the Nether clan and entered the Chu clan.

The patriarch of the Chu clan, Chu Tiannan, led the clan to fight desperately, but they were defeated steadily.

As for himself, he was only at the peak of Hongwu Realm, so how could he be the opponent of Zuoqiu Beiming, who had undergone a major change in appearance and possessed semi-holy cultivation.

Seeing that the catastrophe of genocide was imminent, a strong support came out of nowhere.

The person who came was a silver-haired, one-eyed old man. Not only did he look ferocious, but he also had a ferocious aura, full of bloodthirsty light.

It seems that they are even more evil than these Nether clan powerhouses, but the other party is indeed here to help them.

The person who came was naturally none other than Yin Zun who split up with Han Feng.

At this time, the person who fought against Yin Zun was Zuoqiu Beiming who was dressed in black and held a bloody long sword.

But at this moment, Zuoqiu Beiming has purple and black lines all over his body, and his eyes are as red as blood.

The sword blade that was cut out was as bloody as the silver statue.