"Listen to my command. Attack!"
At the Flying Guillotine's command, more than a dozen Ancient Gods of the Life Ancient Realm attacked at lightning speed.
Dazzling bloodline power leaped out and fused together in the void, transforming into a ferocious beast that charged towards Cave Dark Mountain.
Rip!
Before the ferocious beast could get close, Fang Chen walked out.
He stepped on Cave Dark Mountain with an imposing aura.
Bang!
With a light punch, he broke everyone's joint attack, and the ferocious beast instantly dissipated.
"Hmm?"
After seeing Fang Chen, Bing Wushuang and the Flying Guillotine's expressions changed, and their eyes were filled with passion.
Bing Wushuang stood with her hands behind her back and said indifferently, "Kid, you've been hiding for thirty thousand years. Are you finally willing to come out?"
The Flying Guillotine mocked, "Coward, if you hadn't been hiding here for thirty thousand years, you would have died at my hands."
Fang Chen's gaze swept across everyone, and finally landed on the Flying Guillotine and Bing Wushuang.
Although he was facing enemies, he was very calm.
This was because, in his opinion, Bing Wushuang and the Flying Guillotine were merely ants.
Why would he be angry when facing ants?
"Very good, it seems that you haven't forgotten the crimes you committed thirty thousand years ago?" Fang Chen asked.
"It's just a Flame Tribe. If it's destroyed, then so be it. You can't even protect yourself now, and you still want revenge?" The Flying Guillotine sneered.
Fang Chen shook his head and muttered to himself, "No one stays the same forever."
Bing Wushuang raised her eyebrows, "It seems that the increase in your cultivation in the past thirty thousand years has given you a lot of confidence. You think you have the strength to fight us?"
"Correction, I don't have the strength to fight you, but to crush you," Fang Chen said.
Immediately, it caused a roar of laughter.
"Hmph, what a joke. A Star Ancient Realm trash dares to be so arrogant in front of Life Ancient Realm experts?"
"Kid, I think the more you cultivate, the more confused you become."
"I don't need the Flying Guillotine and Bing Wushuang to deal with you. I can easily crush you."
Fang Chen was too lazy to pay attention to these ignorant fools. He looked up at the many people on the mountain peak.
"Hmm?"
He was a little surprised. Why had all the tribes in the Bloodline Enchantment World come here?
But soon, he understood. Xiao Huo sent him a voice transmission, saying that the meeting of the various races that occurred once every 100,000 years would be held on Myriad Saints Mountain.
Fang Chen rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "So, all the tribes in the bloodline barrier have gathered?"
After the pseudo black hole bloodline evolved into the black hole bloodline, Fang Chen's only goal was to absorb all of the bloodlines.
Now was the perfect opportunity to save him the trouble of running around.
"Brother Xue, there's no need for you to deal with such trash. I'm willing to do it for you."
The person who spoke was a Life Ancient Realm Ancient God from the Flame-Thunder Tribe. However, his cultivation base was only at the early Life Ancient Realm.
Ha!
His body flickered as he closed in on Fang Chen. Then, he unleashed a fist strike filled with the power of the Flame-Lightning Bloodline.
Fang Chen gently raised his hand and grabbed the man's fist as fast as lightning.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from Fang Chen's grip.
The power of the Flame-Lightning Bloodline on his fist was quickly absorbed into Fang Chen's body.
"Not good."
The Ancient God from the Flame-Thunder Tribe cried out, but it was too late.
"Didn't anyone tell you that thirty thousand years ago, I was already able to resist an early Life Ancient Realm expert?"
Fang Chen's voice entered his ears.
Crack!
His hand was torn apart and blood sprayed into the air. Then, Fang Chen kicked him away.
"Ahhh!"
A miserable scream came from his mouth.
The surrounding people were shocked.
Just like that, an early Life Ancient realm martial artist had their cultivation crippled. 30,000 years had passed, so just how strong had he become?
"Let me deal with him."
A mid Life Ancient Realm expert who had a good relationship with the Ancient God from the Flame-Thunder Tribe attacked.
Crack!
A melodious sound rang out. Fang Chen's simple punch pierced through Xiao Chen's body. At the same time, he drained Xiao Chen's bloodline energy.
Puchi!
The mid Life Ancient God was instantly killed.
If the previous scene only shocked the tribesmen, then the scene in front of them was enough to set off a storm in their hearts.
Fang Chen took a step forward and stood at the edge of Dark Cave Mountain, his hands clasped behind his back as he looked down on the crowd.
"Back then, I said that one day, I would exterminate your tribe and avenge the Flame-Fire Tribe."
Fang Chen said firmly, "Now that I've returned, it's time to fulfill my promise."
At this moment, his aura was monstrous, like a dragon or a rainbow, incomparably domineering.
Invincible Sword Qi surrounded his body, making him look like a heaven-shaking giant sword.
The Flying Guillotine and Bing Wushuang narrowed their eyes and stared at Fang Chen.
"I have to say, your strength has increased a lot in the past thirty thousand years."
The Flying Guillotine said, "But you're just a rogue cultivator. How can you fight against our bloodline barrier?"
"I don't even need to do anything to deal with you."
As soon as the Flying Guillotine finished speaking, more than ten Life Ancient Realm experts attacked together.
"Kill!"
The sound shook the sky, and a terrifying aura spread out.
Xiao Huo, who was in Dark Cave Mountain, was very worried about Fang Chen and secretly prayed.
With the Hidden Star Sword in hand, Fang Chen's Invincible Sword Qi became stronger.
"Annihilation Sword."
With a shake of his wrist, the Hidden Star Sword drew a beautiful trajectory in the sky.
The first move of the Invincible Sword Dao, the Annihilation Sword, was displayed.
The mighty sword light rushed into the crowd and then exploded.
At the same time, Fang Chen waved the second sword, the Sword of Heaven and Earth.
Puchi!
Everyone was still struggling in the explosion of the first sword and had no time to deal with the second sword.
The Sword of Heaven and Earth seemed to be unstoppable. With incredible power, it pierced through many people's heads and finally rushed toward the Flying guillotine.
"Get lost!"
The Flying Guillotine was furious. He took out the supreme treasure of his tribe and smashed the sword light.
The entire Myriad Saints Mountain was dead silent.
Everyone stared dumbfounded at Fang Chen in front of Dark Cave Mountain. He was like a demon god from hell, terrifying everyone.
With just two swords, he had killed dozens of Life Ancient Realm experts. Wasn't this too exaggerated?
Looking at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, all the blood in their bodies had been sucked dry. It was a tragic sight.
"What did I just see?
Is this real? "
"What is he trying to do?
Is he trying to suppress all the races in the bloodline barrier by himself? "
"Heavens, isn't he too strong?
Thirty thousand years ago, I saw him fight. At that time, he couldn't resist the joint attack of the Flying Guillotine and Bing Wushuang. But now, he can kill an Ancient God with a single sword. "
"He's too strong. It's simply unimaginable."
Every martial artist had a kind of disbelief in their hearts.
Dong!
Fang Chen held the hilt of the Hidden Star Sword with both hands and stabbed it into Dark Cave Mountain.
Weng!
The sound of the sword resounded through the sky.
Invincible sword energy filled the void, mercilessly destroying the ice and snow that covered Dark Cave Mountain.
Fang Chen's fighting spirit was high, and his aura was monstrous. He had returned in an absolutely powerful manner, shocking everyone!
"I'm back," Fang Chen said. "Revenge begins now!"
Figures flashed through Fang Chen's mind. There were old patriarchs and many tribesmen.
They cheered, as if they were clapping for him.
"Can your spirits in heaven see that I have avenged you?" Fang Chen muttered.
A single sword strike had killed dozens of Life Ancient Realm Ancient Gods, completely shocking everyone on Holy Mountain.
Many tribes were timid and withdrew from the encirclement.
In the blink of an eye, there were only two tribes left in front of Dark Cave Mountain.
The Ice Tribe and the Blood Serpent Tribe.
The Flying Guillotine and Bing Wushuang looked at each other. They both knew what the other was thinking.
If they won this battle, then from now on, their two tribes would become the ruling tribes of the bloodline barrier.
If they lost, then their two tribes would fall into a state of eternal damnation. They might even … be completely destroyed.
Weng!
A terrifying aura spread out from Bing Wushuang and the Flying Guillotine.
The two stood side by side, and the treasures of their tribes released a dazzling light.
Their eyes were filled with determination.
They had to win this battle.
"Your strength is beyond our imagination.
However, this is the bloodline barrier, our territory. An outsider like you can forget about dominating, "Bing Wushuang said.
The Flying Guillotine's face twisted. "How can you imagine our methods?
Today, we will use your head as a sacrifice to our dead tribesmen! "