Outside the Youchao Heavenly Palace, the souls of all living beings trembled. The monks widened their eyes and looked at the giant white tiger as big as a mountain in disbelief.

That is the ancestor of the white tiger holy beast between heaven and earth.

Among all the beasts in the world, the dragon clan is the leader, and the realm of the ancestral dragon is equivalent to the ancestral god.

Among the other three major divine beasts, Xuanwu, White Tiger, and Phoenix are inferior to the Dragon Clan, but there are also the strongest ones in each family, who are equivalent to half-step Ancestral Gods.

But now, the ancestor of the White Tiger family, one of the four great beasts, a half-step to the realm of ancestral gods, turned into a huge tiger corpse and fell out of the Nest Palace.

Unbelievable.

Someone actually killed the White Tiger Half-Ancestor in Youchaotian Palace.

"Ancestor..."

All the strong men of the Hu family were trembling, looking at the huge corpse in disbelief, feeling the grief coming from their blood.

Especially the god of the Hu family who had just surrounded Xiao Chen and headed by him, his whole body was stiff at this moment, and the blow he received was extremely strong.

Since our ancestors are here today, we can not be afraid of anyone and threaten to kill the founder of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the demon girl Huanwan.

Unexpectedly, the moment he finished speaking, the ancestor of the Hu family lost his head and appeared in front of everyone as a corpse.

This is not only a mockery of his words, but also a sense of horror.

Can anyone tell me how to remove the head of the White Tiger Patriarch?

"Hehe, it seems that your ancestors are no longer enough to rely on for your arrogance and domineering. Without the half-ancestor of the White Tiger Family, do you still dare to take action against the slave family again?" The demon girl Hanhan smiled clearly.

With a full sense of fun, he is adding insult to injury.

The ancestors of the Hu family were beheaded, and she was not afraid of the remaining so-called gods and demigods.

The monks in this area all looked at the Hu family with incomprehensible expressions.

The White Tiger family has always been arrogant and used to it. Just now, they were showing off their power and trying to clear out Xiao Chen's divine weapons. People were afraid of the power of the half-ancestor, so they had to swallow their anger, but now...

For a moment, the people of the White Tiger Family had the illusion that their status was reversed, and they began to notice that many people looked at them with unkind expressions.

The half-ancestor of the White Tiger was beheaded. Without the half-ancestor, the Hu family is no different from forces such as the Heavenly Demon Palace and the Immortal Sect. It is no longer a giant that cannot be offended.

Not to mention the White Tiger Family in this area, which was very domineering just now, has quickly become a lost dog that everyone covets and wants to beat them up.

Let’s talk about monks in other places.

They were still more concerned about who chopped off the head of a half-ancestor.

Time passed by breath by breath.

Suddenly, an angry roar came from within Youchaotian Palace: "You are going too far!"

All the monks stopped and looked up.

Immediately after that sound of falling, there was a scene of a powerful figure continuing to fall out of Youchaotian Palace.

Everyone saw the face of that figure.

His hair is tied into a double bun, he is wearing a Taoist robe, and he is holding a seven-colored jade tree in his hand.

He is the Zhunti Taoist in the myth.

"Taoist Zhunti seems to have been kicked out of the Nest Palace by someone just like the White Tiger Ancestor..."

Everyone saw that there were some tatters on Zhunti's body, and there was a striking palm print that was deep enough to the bone, which slapped on his chest, leaving a terrifying aura of destruction there.

First, the White Tiger Ancestor was directly beheaded and his body was thrown out, and then Zhunti was blasted out.

It can be judged from Zhunti's words that it seems to be done by someone, rather than some forbidden power in Youchaotian Palace.

It was just when people were becoming more and more horrified by the strength and identity of that mysterious man.

this moment.

There was a chirping sound between heaven and earth, which seemed to be some kind of magical bird. It was somewhat similar to the chirping of a phoenix, but different. Some well-informed monks judged the identity of that bird from this cry.

It's...the cry of a peacock.

Peacock.

There was a chill behind everyone.

The person who just entered was the original peacock.

That ancient evil man, Kong Xuan.

But just between breaths.

Everyone saw Kong Xuan fall out of Youchaotang Palace followed by Taoist Zhunti, roaring in pain.

Later, people seemed to find something missing behind Kong Xuan.

"No way!!"

Everyone shouted, their faces full of bewildered expressions.

"Look, there is something missing behind Kong Xuan's back..."

After someone reminded me, more people discovered it.

"There are only four rays of the five-color divine light..."

Just talking.

Between heaven and earth, there was another scream, and it still came from Kong Xuan.

A green light shot out from Kong Xuan's body.

"One less, oh my god!!"

"what happened!"

"There is a person on Kong Xuan's back, pulling out his five-color divine feather of chaos!!"

All sentient beings discovered this fact and exclaimed, feeling that their world view was about to be overturned.

That ancient evil man who was known to wipe out all things with five-color divine light in ancient times. Even Zhunti Taoist had suffered losses in his hands. Now he was actually being stood on his back, and one by one he was pulling out the hair from his back.

Five colored divine feathers.

However, because the divine light on Kong Xuan's body was so dazzling, people could only see a vague outline, and even their spiritual consciousness could not penetrate into the five-color divine light known as the source of chaos to detect the person who stepped on Kong Xuan's body.

Who is he feathered.

Now basically everyone knows it.

The person who just chopped off the head of the White Tiger Half-Ancestor and blasted Zhunti was definitely the same supreme madman who stepped on Kong Xuan and pulled out his strongest five-color divine light.

The key question is, who is this supreme madman!?

Only Huanwan and Xiao Chen were thoughtful, with ecstasy in their eyes.

They seemed to have recognized it.

On Kong Xuan's back, a figure is holding two plucked Chaos Divine Feathers with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand are spread forward to pick them up, like green onions from the ground.

While speaking, he pulled out another golden chaos divine feather from Kong Xuan's body.

Kong Xuan let out a miserable howl again.

"Roar~"

The sharp roar came from an ancient murderer who was inferior to his half-ancestor, but he was a howl of pain that stung people's eardrums.

Kong Xuan's fate gave people a shocking impression.

People saw Kong Xuan dashing around in the sky trying to get rid of the figure on his back.

However, in addition to the figure on Kong Xuan's back, he vaguely saw several designs of supreme artifacts.

"Quack, quack, little peacock, when these guys here tried to kill me and the Buddha, you were just an egg!!"

"Be obedient and let my master pluck out these five hairs of yours. We will show you mercy and let you go."

"Lao Yin is right. If you don't obey me, I will pluck out your hair in a moment, smash you into a pulp, and nail you to death between heaven and earth!!"

At this time, people heard several roars that were more arrogant and domineering than those from the Hu family before.

It seems that it comes from the objects on Kong Xuan's back.

at this time.

Boer~

The fourth divine feather of chaos was pulled out.

Kong Xuan roared with grief and anger, and his screams were full of misery.

Zhunti covered the palm mark on his chest and watched this scene from a distance. At this moment, he felt that he had just received a slap. Compared with the white tiger whose head was beheaded and Kong Xuan whose hair was now plucked, his palm mark seemed lighter.

Too much.

He looked at Zhou Yi on Kong Xuan's back with confusion.

When he was struck out by a palm, he vaguely saw Kong Xuan taking the initiative to brush towards Zhou Yi with a five-color divine light.
To be continued...