"I will kill the entire clan!"

The sound is like a thunder, echoing in the sky.

The next second.

boom!

Chen Dong, who was covered in blood and black gas, rushed towards the Baijie tribe team like a cannonball.

As fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder.

Before the soldiers of the Baijie clan's squad could even make any reaction, they were swept into the sky by overwhelming domineering energy, and were torn into pieces by the energy in the sky.

Wherever you pass, your limbs and arms are broken, and blood is like rain.

"Run, run!"

"He is not a human, not a human!"

"It's over, it's over..."

In an instant, everyone was frightened and turned around and ran away.

The pressure of panic as if the prison was pressing down, making these Baijie soldiers seem to be carrying the great mountain on their shoulders, and even if they escaped, they were weak all over.

The great horror of death enveloped everyone.

The raged Chen Dong was like a hell evil Shura, and was crazily and wantonly reaping the lives of the soldiers.

And further afield, the vast remaining team of the White Grace clan was rushing towards this Shura Purgatory.

Qin Ye felt the terrifying aura that was coming to his face and was frightened.

He looked up weakly, looked at the rushing team in the distance, and sneered.

"For thousands of years, your tribe has never been so desperate this time. None of your tribe can afford the price tonight!"

The whispers dissipated in the air.

Qin Ye's eyes looked at Chen Dong, wrapped in blood and black gas again in fear.

The black gas that was leaking inadvertently was growing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The intertwined with the blood-colored energy made Chen Dong look like a ghost and a charm, and the terrifying pressure of panic and prison was even more filled with a sinister and cruel momentum.

Even Qin Ye couldn't help but feel numb and it was difficult to curb the fear.

It was like a lamb who was unconsciously weak and trembling when facing a beast. It was suppression from the depths of his bloodline!

"kill!"

"die!"

"Extermination of the clan!"

Chen Dong rushed into the crowd frantically. In his scarlet sight, the soldiers of the White Grace clan flew to the sky like broken pockets.

In the midst of the rushing, the energy surged and turbulent.

He didn't even have to take action, and wherever he passed, he directly staged the simplest and most rough meat-mincing scene.

Crash, strangle, move...

Simple and crude slaughter, wanton harvest.

Wherever Chen Dong passed, there will be a piece of red and terrifying flesh and blood behind him.

But two or three breaths.

The dozens of people in the White Grace clan team were completely flesh and blood.

However, Chen Dong's footsteps were not stopped at all, like a ferocious beast that had always loved man, rushing directly towards the Baijie tribe's army.

...

In the dark.

The wind and snow are as sharp as a knife.

Master Kongkong was wearing a light cassock, moving forward slowly, strolling in the garden without panic.

In his prime, he was covered with a thin layer of energy while walking, which was enough to resist the severe cold.

"Your Majesty is right. I have never measured this world for a long time."

Master Kongkong murmured calmly.

Just finished speaking.

Bang!

He took a step forward, but his right foot was as heavy as a sledgehammer, splashing snow all over the ground.

"What happened? Why..."

Exclaimed in panic.

Master Kongkong tightened his hands tightly, and a clear shout between his mouth and nose.

Oh!

In an instant, the thin energy that covered the whole body suddenly surged.

The bright golden light enveloped his whole body and dispelled the darkness around him.

Master Kongkong clasped his hands together, his expression was solemn, his appearance was solemn, and his Buddha's power was vast in the golden light.

This action was like a sculpture, and it was stalemate for three seconds.

His solemn expression became terrified because of his tense and distorted facial features.

"Demonic energy, the crazy growing demonic energy, why? It shouldn't be like this!"

"Amitabha! Hasn't he already found the realm of hiding demons? It is obvious that the poor monk has quickly hid his promises again and again. Why did he take the initiative to grow up crazy this time?"

"What happened, donor Chen must have had a big problem!"

Master Kongkong's face was full of horror, and a huge wave was stirred up in his heart.

A series of exclamations made him feel hysterical at this moment.

He raised his eyes and stared in one direction, with golden light ripples in his eyes surging. This time... he felt extremely real!

Compared with the previous battles between Buddha and Demon, he could only briefly find a very vague position, but this time... it was not a exploration, but could directly see through the air!

In Master Kongkong's eyes, the demonic aura that soared into the sky in the darkness was like the scorching sun in the sky!

"Master Chen, I am here!"

Master Kongkong moved his body and instantly raised a strong wind. He took a step forward. As his feet fell, the ground immediately rippled with golden ripples.

One step at a ripple.

But it was as graceful as a terrifying geese, as fast as lightning.

...

Someone on an uninhabited island on the other side of the ocean.

But there was a thunderous breath that exploded.

The beasts ran wildly across the island, and all the hidden birds flew.

"The demonic energy is in the sky! What happened to me during my sleeping period?"

A shocking sound echoed the entire island.

Deep in the northwest desert in the domain.

Yellow sand swept across the sky.

Under the night.

A sand dune started to wriggle like flowing water at this moment.

Countless gravel rolled down.

A voice came from the depths of the desert.

"The old man guarding the tomb was killed by Chen Daojun and the others. Could it be that the demonic energy of the sky is related to them?"

...

The same scenes are happening in secret and deserted places all over the world.

Shocking sound, suspicious sound...

Continuously coming from the underground.

Jiang Family, Sutra Library.

Chen Daojun and the six dragons of the Jiang family stood in front of the window, looking into the distance.

All seven people frowned, gloomy and solemn.
To be continued...