Chapter 1890 Heavenly Power Arrives

In the eyes of the top major forces in the Southern God Realm, the current ancient gods of Tiangong are just lambs to be slaughtered.

Objectively speaking, it is indeed the case.

Just to say that the people who came from these dozen major forces this time, the leaders of each side are all gods with unfathomable cultivation, far from being comparable to first-level demon lords like Roe, Theron, Wuji, and Duye.

Seeing Zhou Hongqing raise his arms and shout, more than a dozen major forces were heading towards the City of Tiangong, Murong Yan wanted to stop him, but she was powerless. She could kill the Demon Lord Luo, but she was not the opponent of any of the Divine Lords present.

In the city, the ancient gods of Tiangong gathered in a square.

The leaders were Gou Xuan, Krish, and many elders.

"Not bad!"

"There are also more than 100,000 people."

"Each side of us can get about ten thousand people."

Zhou Hongqing looked at the ancient gods of Tiangong and nodded with satisfaction.

The leaders of more than a dozen other forces also had smiles on their faces.

They completely regarded the Ancient Gods of Heavenly Gong as trading items and had no intention of asking for the Ancient Gods of Heavenly Gong at all.

And they didn't think there was anything wrong with such a domineering and rampant style of conduct.

Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat.

All of this is so natural for them.

The expressions of the elders such as the Lord Queer and Gou Xuan were hard to see, and the members of the Ancient God Clan of Tiangong behind them were all breathing fire and full of hatred.

This sense of shame of being traded like a slave is unbearable for anyone to do.

The dragon stared at Murong Yan and said stubbornly: "Sister Yan, you have saved our Tiangong tribe. We should repay you, but not in this way..."

Murong Yan felt ache in her heart, as if there was something precious to be lost, but she never liked to explain something and did not speak.

"Wow!"

Murong Yan flashed and appeared beside the eldest son.

A divine sword fell from the sky and penetrated diagonally in front of the ancient Tiangong gods, blocking the footsteps of more than a dozen forces.

Not explaining does not mean doing nothing.

Murong Yan has already made a gesture of maintaining the ancient gods of Tiangong to the end.

The leaders of more than a dozen forces did not say anything, and did not take Murong Yan seriously, but stared at Murong Beifeng with interest.

Murong Beifeng's face became cold and he said coldly: "Murrong Yan, what are you doing?"

Murong Yan said with a sonorous word: "With me here, no one of you today will take away the ancient gods of Tiangong today."

Murong Beifeng was almost angry to death and said with a pale face: "Murrong Yan, are you crazy? Come back quickly."

The boy couldn't bear it and comforted him: "Sister Yan, I know this matter has nothing to do with you, you can go!"

Gou Xuan also said: "We don't want to implicate you. We will repay your life-saving grace in the future."

Murong Yan was unmoved. This senior sister from Feng Wudi was very stubborn at this moment. In fact, with her talent and mood, once she made a decision, it would be difficult for ordinary people to shake it.

"Murrong Yan, believe it or not, I will expel you from the Murong family." Murong Beifeng felt very bad. At this critical moment, Murong Yan's move was equivalent to betraying the Murong family, which would make other forces laugh at.

"Not mentioning, you are not qualified to expel me from the Murong family. Even if there is, I am not afraid." Murong Yan said with a firm expression, and every word is strong: "My current identity is the supreme Taoist son of Fengwu Blessing Land."

"you……"

Murong Beifeng was angry and said coldly: "Then I want to see how much pounds you, the Supreme Taoist, have."

The meaning of the words is that they are going to attack Murong Yan.

Murong Yan looked cold, and the divine sword inserted in front of her was gradually bursting out with dazzling divine light.

The troops from many forces around him watched the wall and were happy to see Murong making a joke.

At this time, the Zhuguang Shenzhou landed in the sky and stopped in front of the ancient Tiangong God Clan.

Xiao Du immediately sent a message and informed Su Xing and Li Yixiao about the incident here.

Su Xing's eyes couldn't help but narrow. Li Yixiao beside him looked indignant. Their actions were actually fast enough, but the top forces in the Southern God Realm came faster.

Moreover, the other party did not secretly do what Murong Yan had expected, but was preparing to openly divide the ancient gods of Tiangong.

This kind of scripture is no different from the demons.

Su Xingan held back the anger in his heart and said to Murong Yan: "Senior Sister, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need it..."

Murong Yan stopped Su Xing from continuing and said firmly: "Since I am standing here, I will not retreat halfway."

Li Yixiao grinned, not surprised, as if he had expected Murong Yan to do so long ago.

"Boy, who are you?"

Murong Beifeng glanced at Su Xing coldly and said, "Don't you understand the reason for idle people to retreat?"

Su Xing ignored it. He was thinking about how to delay the ancient gods of Tiangong. As long as the troops from Jiang Shen Shang Kingdom arrived, the crisis would naturally be lifted.

"The ancient gods of Tiangong have fallen to the territory of the demon clan. You have reached out to help. Now you have finally escaped. You are in a hurry to come and grab people. You have occupied all the good things in the world."

Suddenly, a sound with a strong irony sounded from the sky.

The mentality of major forces has always been that only state officials are allowed to set fires and not the people are allowed to light lamps. Even if they do doomsy things, others are not allowed to speak out behind their backs, let alone face-to-face sarcasm?

Suddenly, the leaders all looked cold.

Murong Beifeng said coldly: "The treasures of opportunity have always been the ones that are strong. Is there anything wrong with it?"

Zhou Hongqing sneered: "The rats who hide their heads and tails have the ability to show up and see them."

Zichehe looked around with his eyes narrowed and said, "The method of hiding is not bad, but those who are good at hiding are mostly not confident enough in their own strength."

...

The leaders of more than a dozen forces were looking for the master of the voice while fighting back with words.

"Are you looking for me? Are you not afraid of being scared to death?"

Suddenly, above the sky, clouds rolled endlessly, and the mighty power of the sky came, covering the world. But strangely, everyone just felt palpitations, but there was no discomfort at all.

But the more than a dozen forces knelt on the ground.

Including Murong Beifeng, Zhou Hongqing, Zichehe and other powerful god-level talents with profound cultivation, they seemed to be under the greatest pressure, and they vomited blood and their faces were pale as paper.

This is clearly a warning to them.

But just some of the pressure leaked can make the troops of more than a dozen forces, including their leaders, kneel down and not hurt anyone else.

Such a method is incredible to control the power and breath.
Chapter completed!