In the Golden Roc Clan's territory.
This was a world that was like a fairyland. There were groups of palaces, immortal qi surrounded them, spirit trees were dense, and spirit herbs were everywhere.
"Who is it?"
"Who is it?!"
At this moment.
A furious roar sounded. The terrifying fluctuation made the entire world tremble, as if it could not withstand this power.
Many of the golden-winged rocs turned pale as they looked in the direction of the sound with fear.
The clan leader was furious.
This had not happened for many years.
"Patriarch, what happened?"
At this moment.
The voice of a Golden-Winged Roc elder rang out. He was also somewhat puzzled by the rage of his clan leader.
What had made their Emperor-to-be clan leader so furious?
"Patriarch, the Remnant and the Second Elder's Soul Lamps have been destroyed!”
At this moment, a sorrowful voice sounded.
As soon as he said that.
The entire Golden-Winged Roc Race seemed to have experienced a huge earthquake. Everyone's expressions changed.
This was a huge matter.
The divine sons that a supreme saint had pinned their hopes on had all died.
They had all forgotten.
It had been a long time since the last time a Great Saint or Saint King had fallen.
Moreover…
This time, it was the Golden-Winged Roc King who had fallen. He was known as the peerless prodigy who had a chance to become a Great Emperor.
For tens of thousands of years.
He was the most monstrous person in the entire race, and also the person with the greatest hope of regaining his former glory.
Now.
He was actually dead.
Not only the Golden-Winged Roc King, but the Third Elder, who was the guardian of the Dao, had also died.
This was undoubtedly a huge earthquake.
One had cut off the hope of their younger generation.
One of them had caused their foundation to suffer a heavy blow.
" What exactly happened?!"
Instantly.
Terrifying auras came from the depths one after another. These were the foundation of the sleeping Golden-Winged Roc clan.
All of them were old monsters.
They didn't have long lifespans and were sealed in the Source of God as their foundation.
Now.
Everyone was alarmed.
"My son was assassinated, and even the Third Elder died because of it!”
"The strength of the person who attacked is not simple. My divine sense has yet to recover, and he was directly obliterated!”
The leader of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan was called Jin Fenghua!
At this moment, his expression was as gloomy as thunder. It was extremely ugly, like a volcano that was about to erupt. It was extremely dangerous.
"Investigate!"
"No matter what the identity of the murderer is, we must make them pay the price. Even if the Holy Land of the Human Race is supporting us from behind, our Golden-Winged Roc Race will still massacre the Holy Land of the Human Race!”
"So many years have passed. It seems that those fellows have already forgotten the ferocious reputation of our Golden Winged Roc Clan!”
An old monster of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan roared with red eyes.
This time, their losses were too great.
Hope was shattered.
One Great Saint had fallen.
It was enough to severely injure the Golden-Winged Roc Clan. However, compared to this, the destruction of hope was what they were most furious about.
After all.
The Golden-Winged Roc King had a chance of regaining the glory of their race and becoming a Great Emperor. But now, that hope was gone.
How could they not be furious?
Tens of thousands of years of hope had vanished like smoke.
。How could they tolerate this?
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Golden Ancient City.
After the great battle, he had not recovered yet.
Suddenly.
An aura that was as deep as the sea and as vast as the galaxy descended.
Under this aura.
Instantly.
Everyone in the entire Golden Ancient City fell to the ground. They all lay on the ground as if the gravity had suddenly increased countless times.
From sages to mortals.
No matter what realm he was at, no matter what identity he had.
At this moment.
They were all lying on the ground, looking at the god-like figures in the sky in fear.
They were surrounded by golden light and wore golden armor. They were like supreme beings who suppressed the nine heavens and ten lands and swept across the myriad worlds.
"An expert from the Golden-Winged Roc Clan?”
The Sage of the Ancient Gold Race was terrified. He had just sent away the people from Yan Luo Dian, and now there was a powerful being from the Golden-Winged Roc Race.
Without a doubt.
These people must have come because of the Golden-Winged Roc King.
A few golden-haired figures stood high in the sky.
All of them were experts of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.
The leader was the father of the Golden-Winged Roc King.
Emperor-to-be Realm expert.
Jin Fenghua!
The few elders beside him were basically Saint Kings.
Buzz.
There was a wave of energy. The Sage of the Ancient Gold Clan seemed to be grabbed by some kind of power and appeared in front of Jin Fenghua in an instant.
Looking at Jin Fenghua, who was seething with killing intent, the Sage was on the verge of tears.
Why was he so unlucky?
The Golden-Winged Roc King was here to learn about the Ancient Golden City.
Yan Luo Dian killed the Golden-Winged Roc King.
After that.
It was not easy for these things to end.
The experts of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan had come again. Moreover, they came menacingly with ill intentions. Clearly, nothing good had happened.
Moreover, if they were not careful, they might repeat the same mistake and be massacred by these experts in front of them.
"It's said that Sages can roam freely between heaven and earth.”
"If you encounter a top-notch expert, aren't you just an ant?”
The sage of the Golden Ancient Race cursed in his heart, but he still looked terrified on the surface. He even lowered his posture and did not dare to look at the people in front of him.
He was afraid that these people would not like him and kill him directly.
"Who killed my son?!" Jin Fenghua was expressionless, his cold eyes staring straight at the Sage as he said coldly.
"Yama Hall's Lord Yama!" He wasn't a tough nut to crack, and he had nothing to do with Yan Luo Dian.
Even though he knew that if Yan Luo Dian had not appeared, the entire Ancient City of Gold would have been massacred.
But he didn't care.
He only wanted to live.
"Yan Luo Dian!"
Jin Fenghua's eyes narrowed, and his hand froze as he tapped the Sage's head with a finger.
Soul Search activated.
Instantly.
The Sage screamed again and again. His wails spread for miles, and everyone's hair stood on end.
A moment later.
As if he had investigated everything clearly, Jin Fenghua flicked his finger. The foundation of this Ancient Gold Clan was also a Sage of the Ancient Gold Clan.
Instantly.
It vanished into thin air!
"Yama King!"
Jin Fenghua muttered to himself, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Buzz.
At this moment.
A ray of light flashed and condensed into a figure. This was a young man with a refined appearance. He wore a green robe and emitted a scholarly aura, making people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze!
Seeing the man in front of him, Jin Fenghua's eyes flickered and he sneered,""Your reaction is quite fast, Holy Lord Taiyi!”
The Holy Lord of the Taiyi Holy Land, a powerful figure in the Canglan World
He was already a Great Sage a thousand years ago.
He might already be an Emperor-to-be now!
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