The people of the Stan tribe never thought that the indiscriminate killing of innocents would involve such a terrifying existence, although there was no emotion in the autumn water, it was even more terrifying!

Su Wanchen looked at the young phantom, and a sense of respect welled up in his heart, the young man's aura of superiority was very strong, and he did not exude a strong aura, but it also made people surrender involuntarily.

Yang Zhan's weak and immature body lay flat on the void, his clothes danced in the wind, and his righteous qi swept towards the Eight Desolations Universe, and the entire stars could clearly feel it.

The phantom pierced through the heavens and the earth, but he didn't speak, countless people were so depressed that it was difficult to breathe, and even Su Wanchen didn't speak again, feeling the strong power of faith, and his heart trembled.

"In the name of the god of war, give the Stan tribe the death penalty! With the wish of the god of war, may the guilty of the Stan tribe grow old quickly......"

The phantom spoke, without emotion, a terrifying wish enveloped all the clansmen of the Stan tribe, but all those who were guilty of sin, their vitality continued to collapse, and they didn't even have a chance to struggle, and the dignified immortal spirit was strong, and the vitality was infinite, but in an instant, they became gray-haired!

"Ah" Stan Luoyu was frightened, and kept using his supreme power to stop the vitality from collapsing, but he found that the power of desire was so entangled with him that the collapsed vitality could not be stopped at all!

The more powerful the cultivator, the more terrifying the wish power felt, and the vitality of ninety percent of the living beings of the Stan tribe was collapsing, and more than a dozen immortal-level powerhouses disappeared after just half a pillar of incense, and died under the wish power.

Seeing the mighty Stan tribe disappear in an instant, everyone trembled and felt the horror of the power of the wish for the first time!

Su Wanchen stared at the phantom tightly, and the phantom also looked at him lightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice, "As a primeval relic, watching the tribes in the world fight each other, deprive each other of each other but ignore each other, what kind of face do you have to ask who I am? Are you worthy to know the name of this seat?"

Su Wanchen's old face turned red and he was speechless.

"The Stan tribe relies on the strong to bully the weak, does not take other weak tribes in their eyes, wantonly slaughters, and does not even let go of babies!

The phantom broke out his surname, but no one knew who his true identity was, but if there was a strong man from the Nine Heavens Universe here, he would definitely recognize that this phantom was the soul of the Immortal War Department, the God of War of the Immortal War Department, Yun Yi Sword!

At the moment when Yun Yijian died, the power of wish and faith generated by the blessing of trillions of living beings sent him into the path of reincarnation, and he was also the only existence so far reincarnated in this form, without the art of reincarnation, without obsession, because the moment Xiao Moyu killed him, he didn't have any idea at all, just looking forward to exchanging his life for Xiao Moyu's sobriety.

Yang Chen was 100,000 miles away, looking at the scene in front of him, he was a little incredulous, his son was actually a powerful reincarnation, with the power of the wishes and beliefs of trillions of people!

Yang Chen led the clansmen to rush to the center of the battlefield frantically, and the 30,000 female cultivators also rushed over desperately, and the two sides seemed to be fighting for the body of 'Yang Zhan'.

"Let's all retreat, all the races have thought about it behind closed doors, although I have the power of the will of trillions of living beings and the power of faith to bless my body, but I am not a saint, and I am a demon, a demon who kills people without blinking! Don't provoke me, provoke me, and slaughter the universe at any cost!" Yun Yijian's breath burst out, suppressing the heavens, and a pair of black eyes were like bright stars!

Su Wanchen sighed and couldn't help but feel relieved, no wonder the man in front of him had so much power of desire and faith, such an existence, even he might have to believe in it! Who in the world can truly be invincible in the world and overlook everything? Such an existence only helps the weak and decisive, and it is strange that the living beings in the world do not believe.

Yun Yijian glanced at Su Wanchen and said in a condensed voice, "As a strong man, and after the ancient war, I hope you can understand what the meaning of your existence is today, let's go, don't come to disturb my life in the future!"

Everyone left, the main spirit of Yun Yijian returned again, Yang Zhan woke up, looked at the wilderness in confusion, didn't know what happened, half an hour later, the Yang family tribe and 30,000 female cultivators all rushed here.

"Little boy, come back with us!" The 30,000 female cultivators have now also chosen a leader, named Ren Wenfeng, who not only has a peerless appearance, but also has extraordinary talent, is extremely intelligent, calm in trouble, and has won the trust of others, at this moment she gently bent down to take Yang Zhan away.

When Yang Chen saw it, how could he let a stranger take away his son, and immediately said in a cold voice, "Who are you? Let go of my son!"

When Yang Zhan saw it, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, it's all your own people......"

When Ren Wenfeng saw Yang Chen, she hurriedly bowed down and said, "The little girl Ren Wenfeng visited the master, I and other women were all captured by the Stan tribe, and it was thanks to the help of the little boy that we got out of the clutches, and he also helped us avenge him, so the sisters all regard him as the master, so don't misunderstand!"

"Oh? I see, it's rude for the old man, now that the Stan tribe has been wiped out, if you don't dislike it, you can go to the vicinity of the Yang family tribe to settle down. Yang Chen said in a condensed voice.

"What? The Stan tribe has been wiped out, who did it?" Yang Zhan asked in surprise, not remembering the horrific things he did after the Lord woke up.

When Yang Chen heard this, he didn't know how to explain it to his son, but he heard Yun Yijian's last words to Su Wanchen, and knew that the main spirit didn't want others to affect the cultivation process of his reincarnated body, so he didn't know how to cover up this matter.

What Yang Chen heard, Ren Wenfeng naturally heard it, and hurriedly said, "Little boy, you have the blessing of Monkey King, and you must have noble people to help you, you will know about this matter in the future." ”

"Oh, I see, let's go back. Yang Zhan didn't think about who helped him, the child's world was always so simple, after all, he was not the real Yun Yijian now.

"Go to our Sanssouci Valley, let the sisters serve you well! There is our confirmed new home, named Wuwu, I hope you can also grow up without worry!" Ren Wenfeng pulled Yang Zhan and said.

"Okay, okay, let's go to Sanssouci Valley!" Yang Zhan chose the beauty without hesitation and abandoned his father.

"Yang Zhan, don't you want to go back with your father?" Yang Chen asked embarrassedly.

"I'll go back after a while, I'm tired of the mountains behind the Yang family, and I don't want to go!" Yang Zhan refused without hesitation.

Yang Chen: "......." ”

As soon as Ren Wenfeng saw that Yang Zhan had chosen Sanssouci Valley, she immediately smiled like a flower, and with a wave of her slender five fingers, dozens of stunning women rushed out, hugging Yang Zhan and running, for fear that Yang Chen would take Yang Zhan back.

The theory of the reincarnation of the peerless power made the world dead silent, some people were happy and some were worried, Su Wanchen also chose to be born, rectify the stars, and no longer let the human race kill each other, so that this star glows with majestic vitality.

PS: Recommend a book: Xianben Wushuang, a book by a female frequency author, the author Beiqing Luo, the author unfortunately passed away, her biggest wish is to hope for the last monthly ticket list, begging everyone to vote for her precious monthly ticket, Makuchen knelt down and begged!!!

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