Chapter 772

When thousands of fists appeared in the sky, the whole Senluo gorge was shocked, and the strong people in the main sub halls of the Na family were surprised. As a result, they saw a cruel scene that they couldn't accept.

Their patriarch, the first holy emperor of Asura, was abused without the power of backhand.

Boom!

The last punch of the heaven was changed to a palm, which slapped the holy emperor of Tianluo fiercely, fanned him out and fell beside his son.

Looking at the holy emperor's father lying in front of him, he was completely unable to accept this cruel fact.

At this moment, the whole Senluo gorge was silent.

After the heaven taught the emperor Tianluo a lesson, he still didn't calm down. His whole body broke out. All the children of the Na family were shocked, their feet were soft, and they all knelt down.

"The suppression of this blood force?"

Every child of the Na clan looked at the domineering figure standing high above the hall in horror, and a natural sense of fear came out of his blood.

"That day, Luo Bai met the ancestor of the God King."

The holy emperor of Tianluo knelt down to the heaven trembling.

His blood power was the most powerful of the Na family except the heaven, and the stronger the sense of oppression he felt. This familiar and strange power made him guess the identity of the heaven.

"The God King?"

The children of the Na family were shocked and looked up at the sky in disbelief, but they had to believe the natural fear from the blood.

After the panic, there was a burst of ecstasy, looking up at the sky with fanatical worship.

Their God King and ancestor did not die, and the family of that family could recover to its heyday 50000 years ago.

"Tianluo, take all your direct descendants to kneel at the grave of your Wanyi ancestors for seven days and seven nights."

The voice of the sky spread all over the Senluo sea, no doubt.

"Yes..."

Tianluo holy emperor was about to stand up and take his immediate children to kneel down in front of Wanyi's grave for atonement. Suddenly, an ordinary Saint came out of the void and stared at the sky like an arrow.

"God, I'm not dead yet. You don't have to pretend benevolence and righteousness."

The ordinary Saint coldly tunnel.

"You... Wanyi!"

The sky was unbelievable at first, and then ecstatic. If he hadn't seen the cold killing intention in each other's eyes, he would have rushed to hug each other.

"Grandpa!"

Ten thousand histories, like the sky, were knocked down by the sudden sense of happiness. They were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. Their voice almost choked and knelt down to Wan Yi.

The people of the Qianyan clan were also so excited that tears filled their eyes and knelt down one after another to worship their God King and ancestor.

Others gasped one by one.

The ancestor of the God King of the Na family has shocked the world before he died. As a result, another ancestor of the God King of the thousand eye family has come out, and both of them are legendary figures of Ashura road and widely publicized brothers of life and death.

Long Yang was also paying attention to the legend of the same era with the sky, but his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

The strength of his soul can be said to be unmatched in the whole Ashura road. He felt that Wanyi revealed an extremely strange and familiar breath.

He can naturally feel that Wanyi, like the heaven, manipulates other people's flesh with secret skills, which is not strange.

Strangely, he sensed the unique breath of the warrior in the God of war hall from Wanyi.

"Is it difficult that Ashura also has the evil left by the temple of the God of war?"

"No, even if there is his breath, it can't be the same as those evils left by the God of war temple in Wanwu continent."

If a person stays in a place for a long time, he will always burn the unique flavor there.

Especially the martial arts, who often practice and absorb the heaven and earth aura there, are more likely to be contaminated with that unique breath.

If Wanyi is mixed with the evil left by the God of war Temple of Asura, the unique breath he catches should be the breath of Shura, not the breath of Wanwu continent.

"Has he been in Wanwu mainland all the time, and he is also transmitted to Ashura road with the help of the power of powerful divine soldiers like me?"

Long Yang thinks about it, and only this is the most likely.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that there was a terrible force in the void, including the breath of the warrior in the God of war hall.

"Heaven, I Wanyi don't mention what I have done to the Na family, but I want to ask you, have my descendants of Wanyi ever done anything sorry to your family?"

Wanyi asked angrily.

"No."

The sky shook his head.

"Since there is no, how do your children and grandchildren treat my children and grandchildren?"

Wan Yi asked angrily, with a ferocious face.

The sky opened its mouth and said nothing.

"Why, speechless?"

"If you think I'm dead, you don't have to feel guilty. You can kill my children as you want!"

Wan Yi's eyes became blood red with extreme anger and looked like madness.

"Wanyi, you..."

The heaven's understanding of Wanyi was like understanding himself. Wanyi's expression was wrong, and he felt it all at once.

"Today I have come to take the head of your family and worship my children."

As soon as Wanyi's sleeves were brushed, hundreds of bodies of Qianyan clan appeared on the ground.

The people of Na clan and Qianyan clan were shocked, especially the statue's face was blank, and his body could not help shaking violently.

The sky looked at hundreds of bodies and retreated in shock and anger.

Tianluo holy emperor was also surprised. He looked at the statue and saw his son's expression. The whole person was cold from foot to head.

"Grandpa, it's none of Grandpa's business. So is Grandpa..."

Ten thousand histories were also shocked and angry, but reason told him that he must not be burned out by the fire of hatred, otherwise the Na clan and Qianyan clan would be doomed.

"History, you don't have to plead for Grandpa. It's all about Grandpa."

"As long as they all died in the hands of the children of that clan, it has something to do with that Grandpa."

"Wanyi, it is my godson who failed to live up to your trust in me."

"You want to avenge your children and grandchildren. Do it. I will never blink."

The sky interrupted the words of thousands of history. In the face of Wanyi Road, there was only unlimited guilt for my brother, without the slightest sense of escape.

"Grandpa..."

"God King and ancestor..."

The people of Na clan and Qianyan clan tried their best to persuade the two God kings and ancestors, but the prestige of the two God kings and ancestors made them breathless, not to mention talking.

"In that case, heaven, you will be the first to bury my children and grandchildren."

Wanyi's whole body was full of murderous Qi, and thousands of eyes stared angrily, shooting out a terrible soul light to kill the sky.

"Don't..."

Ten thousand histories and nalo shouted in their hearts.

"Time magic."

Seeing that the sky was about to die, under the terrible soul light of Wanyi, a faint voice sounded, and then a finger appeared out of thin air. When the terrorist soul light was a little, the attack speed of the terrorist soul light became slow, and then a figure appeared beside the sky and pulled him into the void.