Dou Po: Rebirth of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, more sons and more blessings

"Yao Dan, you are a lost dog, you still dare to be so arrogant. Today, my Soul Clan will definitely destroy your Yao Clan..."

When Yao Dan was going crazy, a strong man with six-star fighting saint strength among the Soul Clan discovered him and rushed forward immediately.

The medicine pill's hands were already stained with the lives of many soul clan strongmen. The soul clan strongman who appeared at this moment had red eyes and wanted to tear the medicine pill into pieces.

"Hmph, it's time to pay back the killings your soul clan has committed!"

Yao Dan was very happy to see a Six-Star Fighting Saint from the Soul Clan. He raised his palm and killed him. With his strength in the late Seven-Star Fighting Saint stage, this Six-star Fighting Saint from the Soul Clan could last for ten rounds. is the limit.

In the sky above the Burial Mountains, the battlefield was very chaotic. A battlefield of this scale made the younger generation in the coalition feel very excited. There were not many battles of this scale, and it was their first time encountering it.

The coalition forces present were formed by combining the forces of the ancient, thunder, Yan, and Yao tribes.

The number of strong people among them has almost reached a considerable level.

"Haha, in today's battle, I will let you soul clan taste the power of my black magic thunder!"

Although Lei Clan Lei Dong is a younger generation, he is able to deal with the three-star fighting saints of the Soul Clan. At this moment, he is relying on the black magic thunder on some small battlefields to quickly clean up the strong soul clan.

"Peng!"

On Yao Dan's side, he took action quickly and shattered the body of the six-star Dou Sheng warrior from the Soul Clan when he was about to self-destruct.

Although the strength of the coalition forces seems to have the upper hand, the battlefield still looks very anxious. To the north of the battlefield, there is black mist, and there are several vast auras surging. It is obvious that there are many strong soul clans entrenched, and on the battlefield In the alliance army, strong men continued to fall and were killed by the soul clan.

"Soul Wind..."

Suddenly, Yao Dan's eyes looked at a slightly younger figure among the figures. In an instant, there was a cold light surging in Yao Dan's eyes. Hun Feng was the most powerful among the younger generation of the Soul Clan. An outstanding person.

"Kill the genius of your Soul Clan so that the dead members of my Medicine Clan can rest in peace!"

"laugh!"

This thought flashed past, Yao Dan's figure moved, and he quickly blasted out a few palms, rushing towards the black mist area.

"boom!"

Hunfeng coldly grabbed the Tianling Gai of a Yan Clan strong man, looked at the look of fear on his face, but in his eyes, there was a touch of scarlet and ferociousness, and with his palm, he squeezed his head and burst it. Go, blood and brains burst out, and then discarded.

"Unstoppable..."

Hunfeng wiped his hands and said calmly.

Beside this soul wind, there are four four-star fighting saint elders from the soul clan guarding him.

"Master Hunfeng, let's retreat a little first. There are too many strong men from the four tribes around here!"

A gray-haired elder looked around and suddenly said.

"Well, let's go..."

Hunfeng, who was enjoying the killing, frowned, but could not refute, so he nodded and wanted to retreat.

However, at this moment, a huge cauldron fell from above his head.

The four surrounding four-star fighting saints were all shaken away by the huge energy.

Hunfeng's body immediately stiffened at this moment.

"Ancestor, save me!"

While the body was stiff, there was also a sharp shout from the soul wind's mouth.

"Ancestor?" Hearing the voice of Soul Wind, Yaodan narrowed his eyes and quickly scanned the battle circle in the sky. Now Soul Emperor, Void Swallowing Flame, and the four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan are all entangled. This Soul Wind What kind of person is the ancestor?

"boom!"

Just when a doubt flashed through Yao Dan's mind, the black clouds in the sky suddenly began to churn violently.

Then, black clouds surged, and an old figure who looked like he was about to die slowly came down. At the same time, a terrifying aura that was not weaker than the ancient Black Annihilation King Gu Lie suddenly swept away!

"Eight Star Fighting Saint?"

Feeling the fierce aura, Yao Dan's pupils also shrank slightly.

"Yao Dan, long time no see, how about letting my useless descendants go?"

The old figure appeared in front of Yaodan with slow steps. His wrinkled old face was full of smiles and his tone was very kind.

"Hun Yuantian...didn't you die in Xiao Xuan's hands back then?"

Looking at the old man who appeared, Yao Dan had an expression of disbelief on his face.

People who once died are now reappearing in the world. The soul clan is so weird.

Yao Dan has also lived for a long time. Knowing this Hun Yuantian, he is worried about whether there will be another soul clan elder like Hun Yuantian who died in the soul clan.

"Haha, Yao Dan, with your coalition forces, it is impossible to defeat my soul clan. Give him to me, and I will consider leaving some blood of your Yao clan in the future..."

Hun Yuantian chuckled, but did not answer the question about Yao Dan.

"dream!"

"My Medicine Clan and your Soul Clan are at odds with each other. Even if we die, we must kill enough of them!"

Hearing Hun Yuantian's words, killing intent emerged in Yao Dan's scarlet eyes, and then he mobilized the medicine cauldron, which was only an inch away from Hun Feng, and smashed it down hard.

"you dare……"

Seeing this, Hun Yuantian was furious, and a faint black energy seeped out of his body.

Immediately afterwards, his dry palm quickly turned rancid, and then he moved and lightly patted the medicine pill.

On the palm that was as dry as a bone, there was a strange aura of death.

Peng!

When Hun Yuantian took action, the medicine cauldron of the medicine pill finally landed on Hun Fengtian's Linggai.

"Ah...I'm not willing to give in!"

In an instant, Hunfeng's head was blasted by the huge force, his brains bursting apart, and he let out a mournful and indignant wail before he died.

Soon, Hunfeng's entire body exploded and turned into nothingness. Even his soul was ruthlessly obliterated by the medicine pill.

At the same time, Hun Yuantian's palm also hit Yao Dan. With one palm, Yao Dan was knocked away and fell heavily onto a boulder, vomiting blood.

"Death... It seems that you are indeed not a living person..."

Looking at the death aura permeating the palm print on his chest, Yao Dan was thoughtful, and seemed to understand why some people like Hun Yuantian, who had been dead for many years, were able to take action again.

"You know this is useless. Today, I will let you, an old man, be buried with my descendants!"

A genius like Hunfeng was extremely important to the Hun clan and Hun Yuantian. Now that he was wiped out by Yao Dan, the anger in Hun Yuantian's heart reached the extreme.

"The Gate of Death!"

The next moment, Hun Yuantian's face was ferocious, and his hands transformed into strange seals. Immediately, rich black energy burst out from his palms, turning into a huge black door filled with strange aura. The huge door opened wide, and there was... It's as dark as a black hole, and I don't know what kind of weird space it leads to.

(End of this chapter)