I saw the huge bag, which continued to enlarge, covering the sky, and for a while the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Countless citizens of the mountains and seas screamed to the sky and were sucked into the huge bag.

There were only two people present who could sit firmly on the balcony.

One is Luo Yan, who was deliberately let go by Yuan Fu and was not harmed.

The other person is Yuan Fu himself.

With three heads and six arms, he is shining and full of aura, like a supreme being, his aura overwhelms the entire audience.

"The mountains, seas, wilderness, and countless rare and rare beasts are all the things in the jar of my Immortal Sect."

The monks on the periphery had their hearts beating fast, looking up to the great power to suppress all evil ways.

At the same time, they have understood the attitude of the Xianzong. They don't even think about Xingtian's body, and picking it up is just wishful thinking.

Theoretically, the entire Dongtian belongs to the Immortal Sect. They are just drinking soup. Every spot is very precious, so how can they offend the Immortal Sect.

Seeing that everyone was suppressed and countless creatures were sucked up to the sky, Yu Qinghong, who was hiding, frowned and looked at Yu Anli, who was about to take action.

Suddenly, a sound broke through the air and came from behind the crowd.

Suddenly looking back, I saw someone without a head, but his figure looked extremely majestic. He stood upright in the air and flew towards him!

In one hand he holds a beast-faced shield, with a ferocious appearance and a domineering attitude.

Standing sideways, it stands towering and upright, like a thousand cliffs, with a majestic animal face full of wild and mysterious colors.

The other hand holds a large tiger-headed axe, with a sharp blade and a murderous aura.

Holding it gently in the hand, it is like a guillotine. The king lifts it to punish the world.

"Huh?" Master Yuan Fu's face changed drastically.

The three heads turned there together, six eyes staring intently, full of wonder.

The eighty thousand monks were in an uproar and the commotion was extreme.

"What! Xing Tian?" Their first reaction was that they were all horrified.

This image is so classic, who else could it be if it weren’t Xing Tian?

But that's a restricted area! He's not dead yet?

In the land of withering, there are still living people coming out?

After such a long time, he is back and seems to be even stronger than before.

"Come and stop me!"

Xingtian roared, everything was like a torrent, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and the blue sky for thousands of miles was like a wash.

The extremely oppressive domineering force, as he advanced, came like a tsunami, making people tremble in the heart and dare not look directly.

…

:Feel sorry.

(End of chapter)


Chapter completed!