Chapter 1297 No Need!

"you!"

Those purple eyes were extremely dazzling at this moment, and the envoy's eyes fixed on Mu Fan firmly.

"……know me!?"

When these words were said, the Iron Clan people who followed behind were stunned at the same time.

They were still pondering over the word Mu Fan said, but the God Envoy actually admitted it?

Layelai, what race is that?

However, without waiting for their simple brains to think further, the old voice shook the valley with suppressed anger:

"And you, how could you ignore Shenwei!"

The wooden staff in the hands of the elders of the Layelai tribe swung violently again. At this moment, the purple brilliance visible to the naked eye spread from the bottom of the wooden staff to the top, and suddenly turned into a beam of light and pierced Mu Fan.

The air waves visible to the naked eye suddenly evaporated on the surface of the dragon ride, and with the crackling sound, a raging flame ignited out of thin air.

The purple air wave was 20 centimeters away from Mu Fan, so it couldn't enter at all!

Mu Fan looked at the other party with cold and indifferent eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth under the visor mockingly.

Take another step!

boom!

The psionic energy inherited from the parallel plane seemed to be completely irritated by these repeated provocations at this moment.

The ignited air wave rose several meters high in an instant, and Mu Fan passed through the rootless flame without any injuries.

"This is, Kamui?"

Mu Fan's cold mocking voice pierced into the opponent's heart like a sharp knife.

There was a trace of blood gushing out from the face of the elder of the Layelai tribe who was as terrifying as a mummy.

It was an expression of rage after being thoroughly humiliated.

However, Mu Fan's next sentence made him almost vomit blood.

"Then this god is too cheap."

The sound was like a sledgehammer falling on a war drum, and the elders of the Layelai clan were completely enraged at this moment.

The wooden stick was raised high, stabbing the ground heavily!

With a buzzing sound, there was a strange roar in the valley in an instant, and a sharp howling sound came from the sky!

Mu Fan lifted the curved light sickle upside down, stepped forward and bent his knees, and flew into the air in an instant.

With the mysterious and mysterious afterimage twisting in the air, accumulating strength, and sweeping out with one kick.

boom!

Amidst the huge tremor, the blood burst and exploded.

"Aw!"

An afterimage was instantly kicked out of the void, with a shrill roar of pain.

This is a mutant leopard that is almost ten times bigger.

The saliva dripping from the fangs corroded the ground into small pits.

No one saw how this huge leopard appeared in front of Mu Fan.

But at this moment, everyone knew that this sneak attack was repelled brazenly.

This strange beast retains the shape of a cheetah, but its skin covered with armor, its back with sharp bony spurs, and its 30-centimeter long fangs make people frightened.

However, at this moment, the neck of this mutated leopard was kicked through, and half of its neck disappeared. It was like a pool of rotten meat and hit the rock wall heavily, struggling and unable to get up again.

At this moment, an afterimage flashed across the air again, and it suddenly cut past Mu Fan in this gap.

However, the figure of the dragon rider was split into two and then slowly dissipated.

"There is no magic servant anymore? Then what is the difference between you and a waste!"

A cold voice came from above.

That beast, which seemed to be a hybrid of a bat and an eagle, was about to fly away after biting the air with a gleaming bloody mouth.

A light wheel cut down in midair instantly!

puff.

Green blood radiates.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the elders of the Layelai tribe immediately turned around and ran wildly.

Behind him, a quaint and dilapidated altar glowed with misty purple light.

He wanted to rush into the altar of worshiping the ancient gods.

There is the original power of the universe produced by the sacrifices of these years.

In this space, he is the incarnation of the gods!

"Human, I will make you suffer all kinds of pain."

A vicious curse sounded, and the cloak of the elder of the Layelai clan began to fall off, revealing the body like a mummy.

With every step of the black soles, a shadow appeared on the ground.

The moment they heard these words, all the Iron Race people felt a cold aura rolling deep in their brains, making their hair stand on end.

This kind of fear of the unknown is the root of their obedience to the God Envoy.

Now, it's back!

The cold and merciless blue eyes were lifted up, staring indifferently at the disappearing back of the elder of the Layelai clan at the top.

Mu Fan stepped on half of the corpse and landed, his body frozen in a forward motion.

The voices of the two are still echoing in the air...

The muscles in the corners of Mu Fan's eyes trembled slightly, and the soles of his feet landed lightly.

A circle of dust and mist washed away.

There seemed to be a huge bubble bursting in front of him in an instant, and the blue figure instantly pierced through many barriers in the sight of the iron clansman.

A light trail rushed straight to the top of the hill!

"I want--"

boom!

A sound wave exploded behind him instantly, and a metal short stick flew sideways.

Click!

Amid the crisp sound of bone shattering, the back of the elder of the Layelai clan broke abnormally, and the whole person flew several meters away.

The armored dragon rider stepped forward, and the purple mist condensed and surged, as if it had come to life, as if it wanted to block Mu Fan from entering the altar.

However, Mu Fan's eyelids didn't even move, and the soles of his feet landed hard.

The aura of phantom energy is like a hot knife piercing butter, piercing through the barrier in an instant, stepping heavily on the quaint altar, and raising the right hand high...

The elder of the Layelai tribe, whose voice was stuck in his throat, rolled and landed on Mu Fan's palm.

The five fingers grabbed like a knife, and all of them sank into the back.

The eyes of the mummy-like elder instantly turned red, and his whole body trembled unconsciously under the severe pain.

He tried his best to look back at the figure holding himself up.

"This, here... the altar... you..."

The intermittent words can't be finished, but the meaning is obvious.

This is the worship altar of the ancient gods of the Layelai people!

Even clan members below the elders cannot step in!

How...how did you get in here!

The elders of the Layelai clan obviously wanted to communicate with Mu Fan.

He must pass some kind of breath through the altar.

The century-old plan of their race is the safest and most unlikely part of accidents. Why...

The biggest variable has appeared!

However.

Mu Fan slowly raised his head, looked at the "mummy" he was holding, and glanced back at the silent Iron Clan man behind him.

"I had a lot to ask, but now..."

The palm turned violently, and pressed down with a bang!

boom!

There was infinite fear in the eyes of the elders of the Layelai tribe, and his whole body was smashed to the ground as if pushed by dozens of tons of heavy trucks, and he was directly blown to pieces.

The entire altar shook violently under this blow, and the original simple texture of the stone road was completely shattered.

"...There is no need."

Mu Fan's five fingers were pulled out from the puddle of fleshy mud, a faint blue light ignited along his wrist, and all the blood was burned away.

Ruan Xiongfeng said that this race is the real evil race in the extraterrestrial galaxy. It has secrets that the Federation has not figured out until now, and it has always been planning a terrifying conspiracy.

As for the bloodthirsty Layelai people, they would rather kill the wrong one than let them go.

Interrogation is unnecessary.

clatter...

Mu Fan raised his head blankly and looked at the entrance of the valley.

A group of Iron Clan people knelt down in unison, their foreheads touched the ground, their expressions were humble and fearful.