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In the Continent of Gods and Demons, in the far north, the ancestral land of the Rakshasa clan, five terrifying auras headed straight to the east of the Continent of Gods and Demons, where the Futian clan was located.

Although the two places were billions of miles apart, the Tribulation Patriarch was such a powerful figure that a single step could transform him into the endless void. Within half a day, five terrifying auras descended upon Tianshui, the ancestral land of the Futian clan.

"Geng Jin! Get out here!"

A terrifying roar, as if the heaven was wrathful, rang out over Tianshui. Countless members of the Futian clan, who were at a low level, were shaken out of their wits by this roar.

Ha! You say my Rakshasa clan is made up of barbarians who only cultivate magical powers but not morality? Well... Today, barbarians, I will take my seat!

"come out!"

Tianyi continued to roar, and even used the Buddhist Sanskrit sound. Now, Futian, who was below the Golden Elixir stage, would be crippled if not dead.

"Tianyi, you bastard! You're looking for death!"

An extremely sharp breath burst out, cutting through the sky and also cutting through Tianyi's cheek. Tianyi's face showed a trace of solemnity. The power of Gengjin, the ultimate lethality, was indeed well-deserved.

"Geng Jin, your cultivation is improving! At this rate, you won't be far from reaching the Dao of Slaying, right?"

If Chen Ning were here, he would definitely be surprised and puzzled: Slash the Dao? Slash what Dao? Isn't that what the Fusion Realm should do?

Geng Jin looked at the countless dead and wounded young men of the Futian clan below, suppressing his anger and saying, "Old man, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will make sure you never come back."

The Binghuo behind Gengjin was even more violent. Its violent fire spiritual power suddenly erupted and was about to rush forward.

"Brother, why are you wasting your time talking to them? They've humiliated my Futian clan like this, what else can I say? They're just a bunch of barbarians who only cultivate their realm, not their morals."

Now what's the point of talking about this? One kills someone in front of his face, and the other insults him in front of his face.

"Very good! Today, I will definitely take on this barbarian!"

In an instant, Tian transformed into his original form, twelve feet tall, with three heads and six arms, an ugly and ferocious appearance, and a powerful and tyrannical aura.

Geng Jin's face suddenly changed. What's wrong with this Rakshasa tribe? They fight to the death right away!

"Old Tianyi, are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of Baidi's blame?!"

"Huh! Blame? My Rakshasa clan's young generation is completely broken, and you're still blaming me?"

boom! ! !

Tianyi rushed towards the Five Ancestors of Futian with overwhelming arrogance, and tore through the encirclement of the Five Ancestors of Futian simply by relying on his strong body.

clang!

The ultimate power of Gengjin erupted, and a ten-thousand-foot golden light struck Tianyi, splitting him thousands of miles away! However, under this blow, Tianyi only had a few scars on his body, while the Futian clan's ancestral land in Tianshui suffered.

The might of the Tribulation-crossing monster was terrifying, easily stirring up the might of heaven and earth, let alone a confrontation between two of them. A devastating aura emanated from their bodies, leaving nothing standing wherever they passed.

Fortunately, they were in the Futian clan's ancestral land, where the clan's protective formation was instantly activated, isolating heaven and earth. If they were in a place without any protective measures, this single strike alone would have destroyed an area of ​​a million miles.

"Third Brother, report to the White Emperor and tell him that the Rakshasa tribe has gone mad and is wantonly provoking war."

Although Geng Jin was furious, he did not lose his mind. If he really fought these barbarians to the death, he would definitely gain the upper hand with the advantage of home court.

But if that happens, there will probably be only five of us left in the entire Futian clan, five commanders without troops.

Tianyi sneered, completely disregarding everything, and shouted that he wanted to avenge his descendants, looking like a brainless person.

"Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, the Qianyin Kunyang formation, fifth brother, you will be the center of the formation."

"it is good!"

The four great elders of the Rakshasa clan, Tiandi, Xuanhuang, were seen standing in a strange position, surrounding Ling Wu in the middle.

Swish!

The shadow of an ancient and vast world gradually appeared above Tianshui. An irresistible pressure grew heavier as the shadow of the world became clearer.

Even the powerful protective formation of the Futian clan was slightly cracked. At this moment, even Binghuo, who had the hottest temper, was filled with fear in his eyes.

"What on earth do these scoundrels want to do? Do they want to perish along with us, the Futian Clan?"

"Could they be spies from the human race?"

Kui Shui's face was solemn: "No matter what these idiots want to do, we can't let them continue. If they really let them invite the Qiankun Yinyang Realm, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Get ready! Even if all these youngsters die, I will still kill these barbarians right here."

"Five Elements of Life and Death!"

Rumble!

The foundation shook, and a Yin-Yang sacred mountain rose from the land of Tianshui. The mountain was filled with the sense of life and death, and was as deep as an abyss. If an ordinary cultivator looked at it, his three souls and seven spirits would be devoured by it.

Do you really think we, the Futian Clan, are so indifferent? A fierce look flashed in Geng Jin's eyes, and he mobilized his spiritual power, as vast as the North Sea, with all his might. He turned a blind eye to the deaths of countless low-ranking Futian Clan cultivators below, determined to keep the Five Rakshasa Barbarians here!

Xuan San was sweating profusely and frantically sent a message to Tian Yi: "Brother, why is this different from what you said! They seem to be fighting desperately!"

Geng Jin was also a little anxious: "Old Five, what should we do? This is their ancestral land. If we really continue to fight, we will definitely lose!"

Xuan Wu's face turned slightly pale: "Something is wrong, Lord Baidi should be here too!"

Suddenly, thunder and lightning intertwined in the air, and the ground began to tremble violently. The entire battlefield was shrouded in a powerful and terrifying force. A terrifying white tiger statue rose into the sky, overlooking the world!

The White Tiger Dharmakaya's eyes widened in anger, and with overwhelming force, it swept towards the Yin-Yang Realm and the Mountain of Life and Death. In this might, the latter were indistinguishable from sailboats in the East China Sea, swaying and turbulent, yet stubbornly maintaining their shape.

"Humph!"

With just a cold snort, the Yin-Yang Realm and the Mountain of Life and Death collapsed in an instant, and the ten old monsters who had survived the tribulation all spat out mouthfuls of blood!

Their eyes were filled with fear. How strong! There was a huge difference between them. They were completely unqualified to fight!

"Bei Ming, is this how you teach your juniors?"

The white tiger spoke in human language, and the dull sound spread around like ancient thunder.

"Hahaha, Brother Dao, how come the nonsense among the younger generation still disturbs you?"

A deep and vast voice responded, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure as dark as the abyss appeared in the scene.

“Ancestor, Rakshasa is suffering!”

Tiandi Xuanhuang Ling, the five great monsters who had transcended the tribulation, knelt on the ground with a thud, without any pride of being monsters who had transcended the tribulation.

This actually bewildered the five tribulation-crossing masters of the Futian clan, who instantly flew into a rage: "Your Majesty, please stand up for our Futian clan. These Luoshas have come unleashing unchecked attacks without explanation. Our Futian clan has suffered countless casualties and heavy losses, yet they are crying foul. How can this be justified!?"

"Humph!"

Bei Ming snorted coldly: "Wait until they finish speaking. I don't believe that my descendants are unreasonable people."

Geng Jin was shocked by Bei Ming's cold snort and took three steps back, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he did not say a word.

"Senior Bei Ming, do you really think that my ancestor Futian has passed away?"