These Qilin Race cultivators were reckless, but the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery gritted their teeth in anger.
However, the Ancestor of Sorcery did not move. They were still restraining themselves.
"This is Buzhou Mountain. The entire mountain was formed by god father's spine. Everything here belongs to our Sorcerer Tribe!”
The Ancestor of Sorcery of Strength did not make a move. He knew very well that this was a secret scheme of the Heavenly Dao. It wanted to use him to eliminate the Qilin Race.
After all, the Qilin Race was one of the root causes of the last tribulation. They had to be dealt with.
The Origin Kylin couldn't help but sneer.
"If it weren't for the sake of Pangu's legacy, you wouldn't have had the chance to leave alive.”。
One by one, the disciples of the Qilin Race began to mock him. They laughed shrilly, appearing very arrogant.
The Ancestor of Sorcery remained calm. He shook his head and said,"
"No wonder the Qilin Race was exterminated. With a clan leader like you, it would be strange if the race wasn't exterminated!”。
The Ancestor of Sorcery's words caused the Origin Kylin to instantly narrow his eyes, and a tremendous aura of fear enveloped the surroundings.
At that moment, even the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and the disciples of the Qilin Race felt a deep sense of fear.
The annihilation of the Qilin Race had always been the greatest wound in the Genesis Qilin's heart.
But now, the Ancestor of Strength had deliberately torn open this scar and poured a bag of salt on it.
"You're courting death!"
Killing intent filled the eyes of the Origin Kylin. Even if he had to suffer the wrath of the heavens, he would still destroy the Ancestor of Sorcery.
Unfortunately, the Ancestor of Sorcery did not care at all. He shook his head calmly and said,
"If you were at your peak, you might still have a chance to fight me. But now, I can destroy you with one hand!”。
The Ancestor of Sorcery was so arrogant that all the Qilin Race cultivators were stunned. Then, they burst into laughter.
"Is this Shaman Race an idiot?"
"I'm afraid he's gone crazy. Otherwise, why would he dare to say such nonsense in front of our ancestor?”
The Qilin Race cultivators laughed non-stop. At the same time, their eyes erupted with flames of anger.
"Forefather, I'll kill this arrogant Shaman for you!”
Mo Lin rushed over angrily with a fierce look in his eyes. As a veteran Perfected Golden Immortal, he did not take the Ancestor of Sorcery of Strength seriously at all.
"Brat, I've cultivated for more than 100,000 years. You can rest in peace if you die in my hands!”
Mo Lin cast his Divine Power Technique, and boundless divine might immediately emanated. Waves of tyrannical aura instantly enveloped the Ancestor of Sorcery.
The Qilin Clan was similarly a race with a strong physical body. Their close combat skills were similarly formidable.
"Boom!"
Mo Lin moved like a bolt of lightning. He indeed had the right to be arrogant.
However, at this moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were all laughing.
They knew the strength of the Ancestor of Sorcery, so they did not care at all. Instead, they wanted to see how Mo Lin would die.
"Bang!"
The Ancestor of Sorcery of Strength attacked. As a Perfected Golden Immortal, he killed Mo Lin in one blow.
Many Qilin Race cultivators exclaimed. They did not expect the Ancestor of Sorcery to be so powerful.
They were both Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, but the difference was like clouds and mud.
Mo Lin, who had cultivated for more than 100,000 years, couldn't even withstand a single move from the Ancestor of Strength.
This time, there was a hint of surprise in the Origin Kylin's eyes.
"Brat, I advise you to leave quickly. Otherwise, your Sorcerer Tribe will be exterminated today!”
The Origin Kylin threatened again. His eyes were still filled with killing intent.
"There are many cultivators who want to destroy our Sorcerer Tribe. Who do you think you are?”
The Ancestor of Sorcery spoke in disdain. He had not shown any fear from the beginning to the end. It was obvious that he was very confident in himself.
"You ignorant thing, do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like this? You must be tired of living!”
The Origin Kylin was furious. No one had dared to speak to him like this for so many years. This Ancestor of Sorcery was simply arrogant to the extreme.
"Get lost before I kill you!”
The Ancestor of Sorcery said calmly. Although he did not want to be used by the Heavenly Dao, he did not mind casually destroying the Qilin Race.
"Hahaha, you're really arrogant. If you say your last words now, I, the Origin Kylin, can leave your corpse intact!”
The Origin Kylin no longer concealed himself. He revealed his identity. This meant that he had the intention to kill all the Ancestors of Sorcery.
"I don't care if you're a Qilin or a bug. If you don't leave, I'll turn your entire clan into ashes!”
The Ancestor of Sorcery took a step forward, and the aura on his body was already mobilized.
As soon as he said this, the Origin Kylin's expression changed drastically. The surrounding Kylin clansmen also roared in anger.
"Kill them!"
The Origin Kylin let out a furious roar. He turned into a bolt of lightning and charged over.
"Bang!"
The Ancestor of Sorcery was fearless. He also threw a simple punch.
Terrifying divine power tore through the surroundings. Under this attack, countless cracks spread in the void. Even the spatial barrier could not withstand this violent attack.
"Boom!"
The Origin Kylin was sent flying at a speed faster than lightning. He crashed into countless mountains, rocks, and plants before barely stabilizing his body.
"Roar!"
The Origin Kylin roared in rage. He had not expected that he would be forced back as well.
"Go to hell!"
The Origin Kylin roared again, and a divine spear appeared in his hand.
God Slaying Spear!
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery exclaimed. Although they couldn't use magic weapons, they recognized the number one killing spiritual treasure in the Untainted Land at a glance.
"Big brother, be careful!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were worried for the Ancestor of Sorcery, so they hurriedly reminded him.
"Go to hell!"
The Origin Kylin roared furiously. His eyes were filled with malevolent killing intent.
This time, he kept exposing the God-Slaying Spear because he wanted to kill the Ancestor of Strength with all his might.
"Bang!"
The Ancestor of Sorcery remained as calm as water.
The Origin Kylin, which was charging at him furiously, was instantly stopped. The God-Slaying Spear was grabbed by the Ancestor of Sorcery.
"You are not worthy of using this treasure. I will keep it!”
The Ancestor of Sorcery grabbed the spearhead and smashed it onto the ground.
"Boom!"
The Origin Kylin was directly smashed to the ground. Instantly, rocks flew everywhere and trees collapsed.
The God-Slaying Spear left his hand and was snatched away by the Ancestor of Strength.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and the Origin Kylin were all shocked. None of them had expected that the God-Slaying Spear would not be able to do anything to the Ancestor of Sorcery of Strength. Moreover, it had even changed hands in one move!
"Big Brother is so fierce!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's eyes shone brightly. They were obviously shocked.
The Ancestor of Sorcery of Strength suppressed the God-Slaying Spear with one hand and attacked the Origin Kylin with the other.
"Boom!"
With another simple punch, the Origin Kylin's skin was instantly split open, and fresh blood spurted out.
"Boom!"
The Origin Kylin's head was deformed and his face was flattened.
"Bang!"
This time, the Ancestor of Sorcery stepped on the Origin Kylin and forced it back to its original form.
The Origin Kylin was horrified. He had never thought that the Ancestor of Sorcery would be so powerful!
One punch and one kick would be enough to scatter its soul!
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