Chapter 463 Dongzun Comes to Primitive Lake [1]

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Yang Yu walked across the void without looking at the person below or saying anything.

He has nothing to say. In the face of death, is it useful to reason with these people?

Useless!

These people have even admired and marveled at Yang Yu's reputation in the first battle of the East China Sea.

But how can this be?

The death these people are about to face is the slaughter of the primitive lake. In this case, what kind of genius is all bullshit in their eyes!

At this moment, they are not strong enough, otherwise they will attack them in groups, capture Yang Yu, and send them to Primal Lake to commit suicide in front of Yuangu's tomb.

But obviously, Yang Yu doesn't care about all of this. He Yang Yu has acted all his life, so why should he explain anything to these people?

He appeared now, not because of the millions of miles of land that may be slaughtered by the primitive lake next, but because of the millions of people who have blood-stained the land!

He Yang is not a saint, but if Yuanhu uses this kind of blood-killing 100,000 li thing to intimidate and persecute him Yang Yu, he will naturally not be perverted.

than kill? !

He Yang Yu is not afraid of anyone!

Yang Yu was gone, and the scolding in the ancient city was ignored by Yang Yu like the air. After stepping across the land, Yang Yu came to the bloody land of 100,000 miles.

Yang Yu did not immediately go to Primitive Lake, but stepped into this land. Instead of flying, he began to walk forward step by step, and finally chanted the divine art.

At this time, Yang Yu was like a monk, walking around the world, saving the dead on this land.

Walking up to 100,000 miles on the red land, Yang Yu was like a god, his whole body turned golden, and the magic formula in his mouth also appeared with rays of golden divine light and runes along with Yang Yu's special state at the moment. Intertwined with each other, it cleans and heals every place he walks.

The blood stained the land of 100,000 miles and turned into a purgatory on earth.

However, at this moment, with the arrival of Yang Yu, walking on this land, the land began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

All the blood has faded away, the dead bones and mottled blood are fading, and the gold around Yang Yu's body is like a real miracle, which makes all this dissipate, and is replaced by a rich green.

Lush grasses grew from the ground, and beside Yang Yu, within the golden divine light, there seemed to be countless human beings being transformed into souls with no resentment and no thoughts. Dissipating between heaven and earth, it is like going to reincarnation.

"Devotion to the gods... can it still be used like this?"

All the powerhouses of the human race followed behind Yang Yu. At this moment, they looked at Yang Yu with shocked expressions as they watched the 100,000-mile red land begin to rapidly decline.

This kind of power, they can all guess that the various powers belonging to Yang Yu must come from the inheritance of the Nanling Heavenly Emperor - the magic of the gods!

However, it is too unusual for them to take the God-saving Art as the general usage of the Western Desert Buddhism's Transcendental Sutra.

Because, I have never heard of such a use of excessive divine art. This is the sacred art of the Nanling Heavenly Emperor, which can save the origin of the kings and suppress them!

However, no matter whether the God-Saving Art can be used in this way, at least the scene of being swept away by the blood of a hundred thousand miles has disappeared, and it has regained its vitality, which is a good thing.

"Dongzun, come to Primitive Lake to confer the head, or tomorrow I will start killing again in Primordial Lake, blood-washing your human race for millions of miles!"

When Yang Yu appeared, the Primordial Lake's Primordial Royal Family also quickly got the news. On the same day, a Primordial Ancestor King came out to speak, and the holy sound was powerful and spread throughout the land near Primordial Lake.

And this, naturally spread to Yang Yu's ears, on this bloody land, every human race powerhouse has heard it.

This time, Yang Yu stopped, looked in the direction of the original lake, and said nothing.

After a long time, Yang Yu's eyes suddenly burst out with a fierce energy, as if there was a dazzling divine light sweeping across the world.

In the next second, a halberd appeared in Yang Yu's hand, and then was thrown directly by Yang Yu, turning into a pitch-black meteor, streaking across the sky!

"boom!"

Not long after, in front of the gate of the primitive lake, a pitch-black halberd fell from the sky, directly bombarded and inserted into the habitat of the primitive lake, destroying most of it, and the divine might agitated the entire primitive lake!

"Tomorrow, blood wash the primitive lake!"

And within this halberd, a cold shout came out, sweeping the Primordial Lake Primordial Royal Family, with a strong murderous aura!

"Dongzun, tomorrow is your day of death!"

The Primordial Royal Family of Primitive Lake was angry, and someone came out to shout again, the killing intent was equally strong, and there was no cover up!

However, this time, Yang Yu still didn't care. After playing the battle halberd, Yang Yu began to chant the divine art again, in the process of transcending and washing the 100,000-mile red ground.

One day and one night, after Yang Yu had completely transformed the land of 100,000 miles, it was indeed the second day.

And at this moment, Yang Yu, at the last moment, came to a place - Primitive Lake!

"Blood for millions of miles, come out and let me see how your primitive lake is going to be bloodbathed!"

Yang Yu's eyes were cold, and after arriving at the primitive lake, he raised his hand to take a picture, and the Zhantian Halberd shot out from the primitive lake, stained with strands of blood.

"Dongzun, come into my primitive lake and commit suicide before the tomb of the ancient prince, or we will start bloodbathing the millions of miles of your human race now!"

Within the primitive lake, at this moment, there was an extremely cold and angry voice, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"It's just a defeated general, and you don't even accompany me to understand it easily. Who do you want me to kneel down for him? Are you daydreaming?"

Yang Yu spoke indifferently, his tone full of cold irony.

"Dongzun, our Primal Lake doesn't mind letting you be a sinner of the human race for thousands of years before killing you!"

Inside the primitive lake, another icy voice sounded, with a coldness.

"Why nonsense, I am here today, but I want to see who can take a step from the original lake!"

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, and the battle halberd in his hand was directly inserted into the earth, and a vast and majestic battle intent swept out of Yang Yu's body.

"Hmph, even if you break through to the king of Dacheng, what if you are alone, no matter how strong you are, you will not be able to defy the sky. In the face of the ancient royal family, you will find yourself powerless and weak!"

In the original lake, someone finally stepped out at this moment, a saint king, five ancient ancestors, and a hundred immortal kings who cut the Tao.

And these people are the Primordial Lake Taigu people who killed 100,000 miles last time!

"Weak? Powerless?"

Yang Yu looked at the Primordial Lake's Primordial Imperial Clan creatures, sneered, wisps of murderous intent emerged, and said coldly: "Then today, let's see if the other Primordial Clan will dare to be mad after your Primordial Lake is destroyed!"