Chapter 902: Ancestral Bloodline

The golden handprint covered the sky, and it fell just like that, with an extremely terrifying and sharp aura, as if it was about to suppress Jiutian. At this moment, the entire sky was shaken, countless stars seemed to be about to fall, and an aura that suppressed the world fell.

Where is this still the king's blow? I'm afraid it is impossible for ordinary emperors to have such an attack. How many people in the younger generation can resist such an attack?

The hero of the Sun God Kingdom who made the shot gasped, and avoided it like lightning. The imprints of his hands changed, urging a replica of the universe bag, trying to tear the void and come out.

Except for him, the other Sun God Kingdom powerhouses are all shooting at this moment. Ye Zhong's appearance was really unexpected. Although he only made two moves, it made all these strong men terrified. At this moment, what they have to do is very simple, that is to win the only blood of the founder of Butian Sect, and then leave immediately. As for the account with Ye Zhong, I am afraid that it will be settled in the future.

"roll!"

Ye Zhong snorted coldly, and there was a smell of roaring dragons and roaring tigers in it. In the past six years, although his strength has not improved much, he has studied the Taoism and supernatural powers he has cultivated to an extremely deep level.

At this moment, he sipped it out, like a real dragon roaring up to the sky, with an aura that crushed the sky.

"boom--"

At this moment, the mountains collapsed, the mud dragon soared into the sky, and countless ancient trees were directly turned into powder. The twenty or so strong men of the Sun God Kingdom who rushed forward, trying to stop Ye Zhong, turned into blood on the ground in the blink of an eye, and ceased to exist.

Only the hero who pushed the Qiankun bag exploded at this moment, half of his body was bloodied, and was rescued by the strong behind.

At this point, the complexions of these powerhouses from the Sun God Kingdom all changed. Ye Zhong has not been born for six years, but at this moment, he is even stronger than he was six years ago. In their view, Ye Zhong at this moment is already able to compete with Zu Yan of their Sun God Kingdom!

You must know that there are absolutely not many people who can do this kind of battle with one against a hundred and leapfrog in this world, only a few people such as the five emperors. And Ye Zhong's ability to do this at this moment shows that his realm and combat power are terrifying to an unimaginable realm.

In the black valley, the only surviving blood of the Butian Sect raised his head. Although he was only a child, he was used to life and death. In the past three years, countless people died in front of him. There are peripheral disciples of Butian Sect, casual cultivators who help the human race, and elders of Butian Sect.

However, at this moment, his little hands were still trembling slightly, he was holding the palm of the person who was protecting him before he died, his little face was slightly pale.

"It turned out to be him! My lord, this person is that peerless murderer, the young demon king Ye Zhong. His words may be able to save you, but..." The loose cultivator coughed up blood and kept trembling, he knew Ye Zhong was making a move, and he also understood Ye Zhong's strength. But he didn't know whether Ye Zhong, like everyone else, wanted to get the idea of ​​the emperor's scriptures, or came here to save his little master.

If Ye Zhong noticed something, he stepped over to the side of the child and the loose cultivator, and quickly lifted them up, and tried to rescue him with his strength. But it was only at this moment that Ye Zhong realized that the heart of this rogue cultivator had been broken for several days, and it was only by the power of his spiritual consciousness that he managed to survive until now. This was almost a miracle.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, are you here for the Emperor's Sutra, or to save people? If you came for the Emperor's Sutra, even if I die, I will..." The loose cultivator spurted blood, and there was black flesh in the blood Block, dying, but he is still worried.

"Don't worry, I am the Holy Son of Butian Sect. With me, no one can touch him." Ye Zhong said calmly, his voice was not loud, but the words he said were taken for granted, making the sky tremble. .

In the distance, those powerhouses from the Sun God Kingdom who were not approaching all changed their colors in an instant. Ye Zhong's words had too deep a meaning. Is he going to stand out for Butian Sect?

"How is it possible? The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden have already died in battle!" The casual cultivator couldn't believe it.

"Really, the Heaven-Mending Sect does not have only one branch. With me, the blood of the ancestors will not be exhausted." Ye Zhong responded solemnly, and at the same time his eyes flashed, passing through a ray of information about the Heaven-Mending Technique, which made this casual cultivator stronger. Peace of mind.

"So, Holy Son, everything is entrusted to you!" The casual cultivator was slightly shocked, and before he died, he almost understood the meaning of Ye Zhong's words. At this moment, he finally felt relieved and left with a smile.

"Uncle!" The child didn't cry all the time, but at this moment, he finally burst into tears, with tears streaming down his face.

It's just that this strong casual cultivator died a long time ago, without the slightest vitality, leaving only a withered body.

"Don't cry, you are too tired, go to sleep." Ye Zhong sighed, stretched out a finger and pointed at the center of the child's eyebrows, making him fall asleep amidst sobbing, because if he continued crying like this, , he might cry blind.

After doing this, Ye Zhong stretched out his left hand and hugged the child in his arms.

"Ye Daoyou, no matter what you did before, as long as you hand over the child in your hand, then we will write it off, otherwise, you will be an enemy of our Sun God Kingdom, and this hatred cannot be resolved!" A prince of the Sun God Kingdom said at this moment. Unable to hold back anymore, he stared at Ye Zhong fiercely, and said coldly.

As his words fell, the remaining nearly one hundred Sun God Kingdom powerhouses approached together. Each of these people used their own trump card, and they wanted to attack Ye Zhong at the first time.

Obviously, this child is too important to them. Back then, they worked so hard to destroy Butian Sect and risked the world to hunt down and kill this child for three years just for the Emperor's Scripture. And at this moment, if Ye Zhong intercepted him and everything fell into his hands, who would bear it?

Ye Zhong stood up slowly, protecting the child in his arms with one hand, but the killing intent in his eyes did slowly spread out: "I, Ye Zhong, am the current son of Butian Sect, and you all will destroy me from Butian Sect!" , still chasing and killing the only blood of the ancestor, and want to resolve it with me? This matter is unacceptable, and the anger of man and god is shared. This enmity is like what you said, irresolvable, and there is no need to resolve it. I will kill all of you, and then Just destroy the Sun God Kingdom."

After the words fell, a fierce killing intent spread in the field, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the entire Zulong Mountain Range was almost frozen here.

"Butian's Holy Son? Ye Zhong, do you think you can do whatever you want with such an identity? Butian's Holy Son has long been beheaded by my third prince. Today, if you don't hand over that child, you will Enemy with our Sun God Kingdom! You don't really think that you alone can stop our God Kingdom, do you?" A hero said coldly, his face sinking like water, and he was approaching Ye Zhong.

This is a fossil-level character, with an old face, who has been in the realm of the hero for many years. Not an ordinary hero, even Ye Zhong had to be cautious when he saw this person.

But at this moment, Ye Zhong was staring at him indifferently, with a faint golden light spreading all over his body, and his expression was extremely cold: "So what if you are an enemy of your Sun God Kingdom? If you don't know how to live or die, then from now on , there is no such thing as the Sun God Kingdom in the Three Thousand God Realm!"

As Ye Zhong's voice fell, he took a step towards the front, and behind him, the magical transformation of the god king Ao Jiutian appeared. A god king sits on the throne, with nine suns in the sky above the sky, looking down on all living beings.

At this moment, Ye Zhong was like a real god king, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could suppress the world and shatter the sky.

"Young man, take advantage of a little advantage and think that you are invincible in the world. Although your immortal golden body is powerful, but relying on your physical body, do you really think that you can be fearless to the world?" The hero sneered again and again, "Today , my ancestor Daoxuan, I will try it with my own hands, what kind of ability you have!"

After the words fell, Zu Daoxuan stepped forward slowly, his face was neither sad nor happy, and he exuded a very terrifying aura, obviously locked on Ye Zhong.

Obviously, the practice of this person when he was young must have been smooth and smooth, and his feet were extremely solid. Although he did not walk out of the road of the strongest king, it can be said that his foundation was solid. Moreover, he should have been trapped in the realm of the hero for many years, and he was only one step away from becoming a saint, but it is a pity that he did not take the step. If he is already a saint, then at this moment, Ye Zhong doesn't need to say any nonsense, just turn around and leave, because there is no need for the two sides to fight.

At this moment, Zu Daoxuan stepped forward step by step, his aura was extremely terrifying, as if one person wanted to suppress a whole country. Although he was facing a king, he went all out, obviously knowing how difficult Ye Zhong was to deal with.

Ye Zhong looked indifferent. In his eyes, it didn't matter what kind of strength the person in front of him had. He was also walking a thousand steps, his expression was extremely indifferent, and there was a terrifying aura emanating from his body, wanting to suppress everything.

"Clang—"

Zu Daoxuan's eyes flashed, and a large cauldron appeared directly above the sky. There was magma rolling in the cauldron, and it slowly fell down, emitting bursts of red haze. This big cauldron is the true weapon of his destiny, if he can take that step, maybe this big cauldron can be sacrificed to become a holy weapon.

It's a pity that this step is so difficult, it is many times more difficult than Zhan Dao. The saying that there is no saint in this world is not just a saying. In this era, the road is too difficult, and no one can go to that part. For example, in the Three Thousand God Realm, the only person who could reach that part in the past ten thousand years is no one else except Qiu Daozi, even the other four of the five emperors, there is no such possibility.