Chapter 1328: Cambrian Old!

Rumble!

The top of the golden hand cover was slapped down, and in the next second, the puppet who was running wildly was slapped to the ground!

In an instant, the golden hand was like a machine, lifted, slapped down, raised again, and the earth collapsed!

When it was lifted again, the fire was squeezed out.

After repeating it dozens of times, there was no movement on the ground!

Immediately afterward, everyone saw a figure slowly walking out of the smoke and dust.

Shrinking the ground into inches, one step of ten meters, and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

It's Ye Xiu!

At this time, his Dharma Aspect Body was like a pouring of gold, standing behind him, exuding a sacred, solemn, and inviolable majesty.

It's like the golden god of war descending!

"It's Ye Xiu, he's not dead!"

"Haha, it's too violent!"

Suddenly, Lin Weng and the others exclaimed again and again, and they could see that their surprise was not pretended.

Ye Xiu walked towards Bing Zhenyang step by step!

"Puppet elder, kill him for me, quick!"

Bing Zhenyang was frightened, especially at this time, Ye Xiu had a violent killing intent on his body, which made him smell the danger of death.

Also, his appearance!

The whole body is pan gold, the law is golden, and it has been cultivated for 500 years!!

The puppet old man's face was solemn, and with a flick of his fingers, he shot a divine sword, which was his innate spiritual treasure.

The sword buzzed, Changhong was in one breath, and it was indestructible!

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the void, and the next second appeared behind Ye Xiu's head, piercing the back of his head!

Click!

Ye Xiu shook his backhand, did not turn his head, and his face did not change.

Red thunder condensed in the palm of his hand, resisted the blade of the sword, and dragged the divine sword in front of him, in front of the puppet elder

The noodles are rubbed with large hands.

Click!

Whoa!

Excalibur turned into a shard.

The puppet elder raised his head suddenly, and his body burst out with the strongest innate aura, turning into a streamer and rushing out.

Boom!

The space exploded, and under the fusion of speed and power, it was like a mountain smashing down angrily.

"Get out!"

Ye Xiu didn't dodge, but walked straight forward, his lips moved slightly, and the golden body of the law phase swept with a slap, leaving a bloody stain in the void.

Gradually, it dissipates with the wind!

Then, the two puppet elders, the innate divine qi realm, all fell into Ye Xiu's hands.

"Give it to me, kill him!"

Crazy, Bing Zhenyang was completely moved, even the second puppet elder died at Ye Xiu's hands, and the proud capital made him collapse in an instant.

With his order, as soon as the Cambrian people rushed out, they were stopped by Lin Weng and his people!

Ye Xiu walked towards the Ice Shock Sun step by step, like the pace of death, narrowing the distance between death.

"Zinuren, dog offal, if you dare to touch me to give it a try, the Cambrian will make you miserable, and there is no place to bury you!"

Bing Zhenyang retreated again and again, and finally stepped into the void, turning into a streamer and about to escape.

"Stay, be with your two minions!"

Ye Xiu raised his head and smiled coldly, and the golden body of the law phase swept out, swaying thousands of kilometers away, and slapped it with one palm!

"Flo!"

"White Sun Seal!"

At that time, Fa Xiang closed his eyes and pushed it out with one hand, triggering the Great Dao chanting.

Don't be bound by the laws of heaven and earth, break through the void!

When the distant Bing Zhenyang suddenly turned around, when he saw the Buddha's hand grabbing it, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and instinctively rushed to the ground, smashed through the surface, rubbed the floor and shattered all the way to a thousand kilometers before stopping!

When he got up, he looked up, frightened, desperate, and took possession of his mind.

Big golden hands, the sky covers the sunset!

Rumble!

Seeing that Bing Zhenyang was about to be killed by the golden hand and reduced to the death of two slaves......

A black light, like a particle touching a golden hand, actually rolled over, and also turned into a huge palm opposite, and suddenly pushed back!

Click!

The golden hand cracked, as if the porcelain bottle was shattered!

Airplanes!

The black hand suddenly pushed once, and the golden Buddha's hand was completely shattered and annihilated!

But the black hand reversed and slapped on the top of Ye Xiu's golden body!

Sou!

The Bodhi Tree was shaken out of the Dharma Phase's body!

It was Ye Xiu who drove the Fa Xiang to swallow the Bodhi Tree, so that he had such a strong strength, and successively killed the two puppet elders, the masters of innate divine energy.

At this time, the Bodhi tree in his Dharma phase body was beaten out alive!

That black hand instantly made him feel a strong danger!

"Clan Elder, kill that dog offal, I'm going to cramp and skin him, and break his body into ten thousand pieces!!"

After Bing Zhenyang, who had survived the catastrophe, was overjoyed, he pointed at Ye Xiu with great resentment and roared.

Immediately, a figure appeared behind him whose whole body was shrouded in black robes.

At the same time, the moment the black-robed man appeared, after the Martial Arts Alliance Lin Weng and others killed the Cambrian people, they all came behind Ye Xiu.

"Brother Ye, retreat, this person is an old Cambrian clan, a giant of the divine veins, we are not opponents!"

Lin Weng was afraid that Ye Xiu would be impulsive, and once he fought with the other party, it would be impossible to retreat with his whole body.

Ye Xiu didn't react after hearing this, his eyes were fixed on the figure and slowly walked towards him.

"Zinuren, kill my Cambrian, can you be guilty?"

The black-robed man took off his hat, revealing an old man with an emaciated face, dry skin, few hairs, and a pointed chin like a bat's face.

He was like a bloodthirsty demon, hungry and thirsty for centuries, longing for a feast of blood.

As he walked along, the void around him shattered, cracks appearing.

A terrifying momentum soared from him to the top, locking Ye Xiu and the others all.

One of the warriors who tried to break through the barrier just took off into the air, and in the next second, turned into a pile of dry bones, mixed with human skin, and fell to the ground.

Weird, weird!

Only Ye Xiu caught the old man's figure flashing, as if he had never left, but at this time, there were blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth.

It's so fast!

At this time, Lin Weng and the others were under invisible coercion, their instinctive hearts trembled, and the blood in their bodies was uncontrollable, as if they were about to break through the blood vessels, and they were subjected to some kind of traction.

Poof!

Poof!

With a series of violent sounds, the bodies of several martial artists burst on the spot, blood and water spilled out, gathered in the air, and then fell towards the mouth of the black-robed old man.

After devouring a large amount of blood, the old man's skin was shiny, and he stood less than ten meters opposite Ye Xiu and the others.

Such a close distance made everyone's hearts extremely stressed, and their nerves were about to collapse.

Divine Vein Ninefold Strongman!!

This is Lin Weng's judgment, what a terrifying high cultivation, just hearing it, people can't give birth to the courage to resist.

"Ice Blood Luo, if you dare to break the rules and step out of the capital, aren't you afraid of being judged?"

Lin Weng pointed at the old man and asked stubbornly.

The other party is Black Iwacheng, the patriarch of the Cambrian clan in the capital.

In the past, when foreign warriors spread out here and took root, they set up rules.

Clan elders, patriarchs, and even elder-level gods must not meddle in the grievances between juniors.

The other party is an old level of the clan, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but he has made a move on them, foreign martial artists who have only cultivated for two hundred years.