Chapter 357: Hundred Clans, the Eighth Generation Descendant of the Emperor
Before the figure arrived, a hoarse voice was heard.

“Human race’s genius, would you like to join my demon race? I can give you all the resources and scriptures.” Zhu Zi walked slowly over, wearing a red feather robe, standing under the cliff, looking up.

The red eyes carefully observed the young man in front of him.

In the past half month, not only has the human race spread his name, but even spies from hundreds of races have also passed back some intelligence about the other side.

He is extremely talented and unruly, and because of the ownership of a resource, he even became enemies with the human royal family.

No, it can't be said that there is any grudge.

The being before him named Liang Hui, who attacked from below, slaughtered 90% of the human race's Luoxue King's tribe.

Such a record is something that hundreds of races could not accomplish even with great sacrifices.

That's why there is this recruitment. After all, after doing such a big thing, the human race can no longer accommodate young people.

"How dare you, a man in fur and armor, appear before me?"

Liang Hui's eyes were cold, and he did not hide his contempt from the bottom of his heart. He tilted his head slightly and glanced around.

"It was those bugs hiding in the dark that gave me the courage to face me."

"The malice is so deep that it seems there is no need to persuade him."

Zhu Zi smiled faintly, but his red eyes revealed cold murderous intent.

As the words were spoken, figures of various shapes walked out from the darkness.

There are ghosts with vengeful spirits all over their bodies, Shuras with two heads and four arms and ferocious faces, and Immortals with majestic mist all over their bodies.
Almost all the major clans in the world sent a strong man to this place.

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, murderous intent rising in his heart. Dozens of powerful aliens entered the Central Realm. Did the human race in this world really know nothing about it?

Was he dissatisfied with the warning he issued about the killing of the Luoxue royal family, or something else?

"Since you have rejected our gift, then kill you, to avoid becoming a problem in the future."

"My ghost clan wants his soul."

"My Shura clan will accept the flesh and blood."

"act recklessly!"

Liang Hui stopped thinking.

With an indifferent expression, he slowly stretched out his hand, green fighting spirit overflowed, and wisps of clear light began to burn, making the sky boil for millions of miles.

Then, a vast force that cannot be described in words condensed into a huge blue sun. As soon as it appeared, everything began to burn and destroy.

Mountains, rivers, and even space are no exception.

The young man placed his palm downward and pressed lightly.

The blue sun has fallen!

"Impossible! Impossible! How can you be so strong? You clearly haven't even reached the Dao Fruit..." Zhu Zi's body felt like it was melting, his heart was shaking wildly, and he screamed out loud.

She is no longer as calm as when she first arrived. You have to know that her true form is - Suzaku, and now she can't withstand the flames.

How ironic! How ridiculous!
She madly burst out her demonic power, directly revealing her true form, and red flames burned in her body, like a boiling red sun.

Boo!
With a long roar, the red sun rose into the sky and crashed into the sky.

At the same time, all alien races burst out with all their strength.

The ghostly energy rising into the sky, the endless wind and thunder circulating through the four symbols, the surging waves of the sea of ​​blood...all kinds of attacks, with a force that ordinary people could hardly imagine, turned into colorful ribbons on the scorching sun and crashed into Qingyang together.

One blue, one red, two big suns are in the sight of all living beings.

Getting closer!

near!

Get closer!
Until they touch.

There was no hesitation at the first moment of contact.

The red sun collapsed, the ghost energy disappeared, the sea of ​​blood disappeared, and the wind and thunder turned into streaks of light and scattered in all directions.

The great blue sun appeared in the desperate eyes of hundreds of alien races.

It fell down!
"Liang Hui, please hold back. This Vermillion Bird cannot be killed." A cry of surprise came from a distance.

A bright yellow dragon energy instantly crossed the space and lifted up under the blue sun.

A hint of joy appeared on the desperate faces of the alien races, and they once again tried their best to resist the setting sun.

“It is a descendant of the demon king. Don’t take it.” A graceful young man stepping on a black dragon came stepping down from the sky.

"Can't kill him?" Liang Hui put one hand behind his back and glanced at the young man who came riding on a dragon. Without waiting for the other party to say anything, he gently shook his outstretched palm.

"Ah~"

Boom! Boom! !
There were shrill wails mixed with roars, and the aliens were completely evaporated!

After that, there was an even greater downward pressure, crushing even the soul into ashes.

"Everything can be killed, including you!"

Retracting his hand, Liang Hui turned sideways and looked at the graceful young man, his face calm and indifferent:
"Give me a reason to live!"

Huhu~
The heaven and earth were silent.

Who is the boy?
The eighth generation grandson of the emperor of the human race, even the king has to bow and salute when he sees him, this is the pride that comes from the emperor's bloodline.

Now someone is actually disobeying him and is preparing to kill him.

"Good! Good!"

After a moment of silence, the dragon-stepping boy showed a hint of sarcasm on his face:
"Where did this wild cultivator come from? He doesn't understand the overall situation of the human race and doesn't recognize the bloodline of the emperor."

After a pause, the sarcasm on the boy's face turned into a cold smile:

"Killing the king, slaughtering the royal family, all these crimes are punishable by death!"

As the young man opened his mouth, the space thousands of miles wide was filled with a powerful aura.

However, Liang Hui's expression remained calm, without any change: "So much nonsense!"

Since the other party wants to die, just help him.

The body tilted slightly, a very small movement, but in an instant the endless space was shaken, and the mountains and rivers covering millions of miles were squeezed and burst.

The mountain thousands of feet high beneath their feet also let out an unbearable wailing sound, and began to shatter and collapse!
He raised his palm, slowly clenched his five fingers, and silently, he punched out.

The fighting spirit rose, burning in the space like a raging flame.

The fist light was bright, illuminating the mountains and rivers, suppressing all things.

The fist force surged, transforming into a Bifang with the blue sun on its back, rushing towards the young man from top to bottom!

At this moment, a look of horror flashed across the face of the young man from the imperial family. Only by facing such a punch could he understand the pressure that the alien race had just faced.

Like a sacred mountain, like the starry sky.

It is impossible to be hostile, and people may fall at any time.

The other party really dared to kill him, dared to kill a person of emperor bloodline in front of the Temple of Human Ancestors.

At this moment, the young emperor burst out his fighting spirit with all his strength. At the same time, the black dragon under his feet twisted, making the space roar.

Rumble!
Above the earth, air waves rolled, and water columns hundreds of feet thick shot straight into the sky, like divine pillars connecting heaven and earth.

Roar!Roar!
The black dragon roared and its body exploded. The surging fighting spirit scattered in all directions, covering the vast land.

war!
A loud shout

The graceful young man stepped forward and raised his fist to the sky.

In an instant, the inky earth collapsed, strong winds blew, thunderclouds rolled in, and streams of water merged into one, carrying billions of tons of rocks and water, smashing towards the Bifang bird.

Liang Hui sensed the enemy's punch, his eyes gleaming with admiration:
"Good blood!"

The other party can unleash the king's combat power in the Sky Realm, so how could he not see the so-called reliance.

Unfortunately, it’s not enough!
A thought came to my mind.

The green sun behind Bifang split into two and crashed straight into the vast ink sea.

Noisy!Noisy!
Less than a few breaths.

The ink sea dried up, the rocks cracked, and the heavy fist intention was crushed into ashes.

A white palm reached across the air and pressed on his head.

The graceful young man, his lips trembling slightly: "I am the emperor"

Snapped!
Flesh turns to mud, soul turns to ashes.

Liang Hui casually shook off the blood from his fingertips with a cold look in his eyes.

"What does it have to do with me!"

(End of this chapter)