This old man looked very different from other cultivators in another world, and he didn't even know when he appeared here. But everyone seemed to instinctively feel that this man was definitely not from the ancient continent.

The old man was very mysterious, with a thick dark aura on his body. He knew at a glance that his strength was not simple, and it was definitely not as high as the previous Hunyuan kings. Even the Martial Saint did not realize how he appeared.

The old man stood there motionlessly looking at the body of Emperor Xuanyuan in front of him. His face was extremely complicated. There was an indescribable sadness in the turbid old eyes. His whole body was trembling slightly, as if he had remembered some sad past.

Is this person familiar with Emperor Xuanyuan? Everyone had such an idea in their hearts. Although everyone felt extremely uncomfortable when they saw Emperor Xuanyuan's body, they seemed not as strong as the old man.

"Die, you are really dead, you are actually dead! Haha!" The old man suddenly let out a sad laugh, and the dark aura on his body was even more dense and terrifying.

"Are you an old friend of Emperor Xuanyuan?" Wu Shengfei went over and frowned and asked. He always felt that the old man was very strange. He wanted to take action, but he was worried that the other party had no malice, or that he was actually a friend of Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Emperor Xuanyuan, is this his title?" the old man murmured: "What a great Emperor Xuanyuan, who is fighting against ten thousand. The invincible army is destroyed, thousands of supremes were broken in his hands, and three thousand supremes fled back to his nest, and they have been asleep until now."

"Old sir..." Wu Sheng spoke again, and he felt that the other party seemed to know about Emperor Xuanyuan.

The old man replied by himself: "Yes, I barely know him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a glimmer of eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes and he slapped the Wu Sheng directly: "But I am his enemy, not an old friend. He was invincible back then and finally died. God opens his eyes! Haha!"

This palm contained terrifying power, and the thick dark aura gathered in the palm of the palm and circled rapidly, like the eyes of the sky. It was extremely terrifying.

The Martial Saint was extremely powerful and reacted very quickly, but he had only time to put his arms in front of his chest and blocked the palm.

"Yeah!" With a muffled groan, the Martial Saint was wrapped in a thick dark aura and flew out of tens of thousands of meters. The terrible force and the dark aura around him directly turned the monks around him into minced meat.

A figure wrapped in blood-colored murderous aura instantly appeared beside the old man, and a blood-colored sword stabbed directly at the old man's purple mansion. The Killing Saint saw that the Martial Saint was attacked and took action immediately.

Faced with this saint who was terrified of the conversation, the old man was calm and calm. He raised his right hand and directly clamped the Yuantu Abi Sword, who was killing the saint, and he could not make any progress.

"The people in the main world are indeed extremely powerful, but this is still far from it!" The old man snorted coldly, bounced his fingers, and a dark aura rushed towards the Killing Saint along the Yuantu Abi Sword.

The Killing Saint struggled hard and pulled out the Yuantu Abi Sword. His figure suddenly disappeared, avoiding the dark aura. The old man did not look for it too much, but directly slapped the air on one side with a palm. There was nothing there. It was just that when the old man's palm reached, the Killing Saint's figure happened to appear and was photographed directly.

With a muffled groan, like the Martial Saint, the Killing Saint was wrapped in dark aura and flew out directly.

"Five swords to control the sky!" "Guiyuan attack!" "Wind!"

The Sword Saint, War Saint and Ghost Saint immediately launched a full-strength attack from three directions and killed the old man.

"Just a group of saints, I really think that they are unparalleled geniuses. There is not even a Hunyuan strong man. I see how you fight me!" The old man shouted loudly, a pair of fleshy palms mixed with dark aura kept flying.

Only "bang bang bang" was heard. The sound was constant, and the sword saint, war saint and ghost saint had increased their speed to the extreme. The weapons in their hands were not even visible, but they could not break through the old man's palms, and they could not even move him a step.

"It's already against the will of heaven if a monster like Emperor Xuanyuan appears. Now that he is dead, it's really a big way to open his eyes. Don't think that the strongest monks in the main world are the absolute thing. If you can't become a strong man in Hunyuan, don't talk about you three, even if everyone here goes together, what can you do to me!"

The old man laughed loudly: "Millions of years of anger can finally be released today. The roar of darkness!"

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the dark aura burst, as if a flower of death was blooming in the air. The terrifying power made people feel chilled.

"Ah!" A few screams of pain, the Sword Saint, the Martial Saint, the Ghost Saint, and the Great Saint Yang Mei and the Great Saint Qilin who wanted to attack secretly flew out of the distance, landed on the ground, almost fainted.

The millions of troops who were slightly closer to Emperor Xuanyuan's body also completely disappeared in this flower of death condensed by the dark aura.

"Yes, you're pretty capable!" The old man looked not far away.

A figure appeared there, holding a cigarette pipe in his hand, which was the old man guarding the gate. He was also trying to attack the sneak attack just now, but he was beaten back together. Although he was not knocked away like the other people, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Everyone was cold in their hearts. This old man was too strong. The previous Hunyuan kings were not at the same level as him. Injuring the Martial Saint could indeed be considered a sneak attack. Unfortunately, in the next round, they directly knocked away the strongest people in the ancient continent.

Who is this? How could it be so powerful?

Although the previous battle was almost irrescue, everyone believed that these top saints in their own world were enough to fight life and death with the Hunyuan King of another world.

Only now did I realize that this idea seemed too presumptuous. There are super strong people in my own world far better than those of my peers, and the same is true for these other worlds. The old man in front of me is obviously the case.

Several saints were defeated, and the old man guarding the gate did not dare to act rashly, and other saints did not dare to take action at will.

Another army came in the distance, full of darkness.

"Great Commander, the army has arrived! Please give an order!" A Hunyuan king knelt down on one knee behind the old man.

The old man took a deep breath, then pointed at the body of Emperor Xuanyuan and shouted: "Destroy this corpse, cut it into pieces, and everyone swallowed him alive."

The hatred in the eyes could almost burn the entire sky through.

"As for order!" The Hunyuan King immediately stood up.

"Stop, no one is allowed to insult my ancestor!" A figure flew over and blocked the old man. It was Huangfu Xuanbo.

"Ancestor? Are you a descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan? Okay, destroying his body is enough, I didn't expect there will be additional interest! You should die for me too!" The old man slapped Huangfu Xuanbo without saying a word. (Your support is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!