Chapter 1891: White God Ancestor Jiangdongliu

Chapter 1891: White-clothed God Ancestor Jiang Dongliu
Others did not feel any terrible power from the overwhelming pressure.
However, when a group of high-ranking divine master powers kneeled to the ground like ants, coughing up blood, the impact they brought was still shocking and inexplicable.
At this time, a man in white fell from the sky.
Facial features are handsome, slender body, full of gods like jade, looks very young, with a cynical smile on his face, like a domineering second-generation ancestor.
There is silence in Shino.
Su Xing looked at the white-clothed man, and suddenly a happy smile appeared on his face. He looked very kind with the other's cynical appearance.
Jiangdongliu, long time no see!
The leaders of more than a dozen forces were barely able to raise their heads, and when they saw the appearance of the man in white clearly, all their faces were filled with unstoppable shock.
"White...White-clothed ancestor, Jiang... Jiangdongliu!"
Being able to make the god-master-level mighty, even stammering in words, shows the level of shock in their hearts.
"Bah! It's me Jiang Dongliu can't carry the knife anymore, and you guys who don't move? Even my people dare to it?" Jiang Dongliu squinted at a group of master-level powers who were kneeling on the ground, with disdain .
"The ancestor of the white clothed is forgiving!"
A group of divine master-level powerful abilities were silent, and their hearts were even more uncomfortable to death. They never expected that the famous Jiang Dongliu would actually appear here.
It's like a group of children fighting, and the other party directly called an adult, and that adult was carrying two machetes. The children felt that the whole world was not beautiful...
This is too unreasonable to play cards, right?
Saying that your dignified ancestors exist, do you have to deal with such small things? Is it really that free?
For Murong Beifeng and others, the division of Tiangong Ancient Protoss was naturally a big matter, but for the ancestors, it was a trivial matter.
Moreover, among the many top forces in the Southern God Realm, there is generally a tacit understanding of ‘the ancestor sits and does not move’, which means that the ancestors exist and usually do not show up to solve problems. Basically, they just sit in deterrence.
Jiang Dongliu was obviously too lazy to care about what others thought, and his behavior was also very different, waved, and said indifferently, "For the sake of your eyesight, you have ruined Shenyuan get out!"
Destroying the source of God is tantamount to abolishing one's cultivation base.
Although the power of the Divine Master Realm is strong, once the Divine Source is destroyed, it will also be knocked down to earth.
Jiang Dongliu seemed indifferent, but he was very overbearing. He was obviously not happy that these dozens of forces were involved in the ancient gods.
An upright leader prepared to place a palm on his chest, but was stopped by Jiang Dongliu, and said with a calm expression: "Go away and stop."
"..."
The upright leader felt like he had eaten a big bite of flies, which was extremely uncomfortable.
While co-authoring the Source of Waste God, can't it be an eye-catcher?
But he obviously didn’t dare to refute. In his capacity, after abolishing the source of the gods, he might get the treasure from the family, rebuild the foundation, and then cultivate again, but if he makes Jiang Dongliu unhappy, it is likely to be directly obliterated. The end.
In a blink of an eye, the leaders of more than a dozen forces left in disgrace.
"Don't you worry about them taking the opportunity to escape?" Cardinal said carefully toward Jiang Dongliu.
"Haha! If there is someone who dares to run away, I will lose." Jiang Dongliu said with a confident expression.
Soon after, a series of roars sounded in the distance. A god-master realm might actually abolish the source of the gods, but there was still an accident...
"His uncle, is he such a shameless face?" Jiang Dongliu's face suddenly sank, his figure disappeared out of thin air, and after a blink of an eye, he returned again.
Moreover, he carried Murong Beifeng like a dead dog in his hand.
Murong Beifeng did not abandon his source, but took the opportunity to escape, but obviously, he couldn't escape at all.
Murong Beifeng looked at Murong Yan. Without the arrogance and domineering he had before, he begged: "Yan'er, please help me beg for mercy. Uncle doesn't want to be abolished."
He pleaded at this time, but he forgot how he treated Murong Yan before.
Not only was he trying to expel Murong Yan from the Murong clan, but he was also preparing to do something at Murong Yan. Where could he be like an uncle?
Murong Yan had an angry look on her face, but after all she didn't take the opportunity to satirize Murong Beifeng. She turned to look at Jiang Dongliu and bowed and said, "I beg Jiang Shenzu and spare Murong Beifeng's life."
Jiang Dongliu glanced at Murongyan. He looked carefree, but in fact he was like a mirror. At a glance, he could see that the relationship between Murongyan and the ancient gods of Tiangong was not bad.
Looking at the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk's face, Jiang Dongliu nodded and said, "It's okay to spare your life, but the source of the gods can't be abandoned."
As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, Murong Beifeng was blown into the distance by a hurricane, and then there was a loud bang, and the source of God was destroyed by Jiang Dongliu himself.
Being able to be abolished by a ancestor personally abolished the source of the gods, and it was another kind of face to pass it out, but the consequences were not something Murong Beifeng could bear.
As a member of the Murong clan, Murong Yan knows exactly what this means. The Murong clan will not offend Jiang Dongliu for a Murong North Peak, and it is impossible to rebuild his foundation for him.
In other words, Murong Beifeng was really abolished, and there is no hope of rising again.
Murong Yan bowed to Jiang Dongliu again, and said sincerely: "Murong Yan thanked God Ancestor Jiang for not killing for his uncle."
In any case, Murong Beifeng was considered to have saved his life.
If someone else dared to escape under Jiang Dongliu's nose, he would definitely die. After all, Jiang Dongliu had promised before that no one would escape, and he was beaten by Murong Beifeng...
After speaking, Murong Yan nodded towards Su Xing, Cardinal and others, and she flew away from Heavenly City.
Although she did not do anything to apologize to the ancient gods of Tiangong, what Murong Beifeng did this time made her feel complicated and she was unwilling to stay.
Li Yixiao looked at Murongyan's back, his eyes flashed with unbearableness.
Tiangong City became quiet.
A crisis, with the arrival of Jiangdongliu, was easily resolved, and it felt like a dream.
The importance of strength is fully demonstrated.
Most of the cultivators who watched the excitement near Tiangong City have dispersed.
The scenes that happened before made everyone realize that a truly strong man had come to the city of Heavenly Work, and it caused a dozen forces to suffer heavy losses and leave in embarrassment.
However, no one can guess that there is a ancestor in Tiangong City now.
After all, the existence of ancestors, for most of the gods, is as mysterious as the legend, and Jiang Dongliu's control of power is extremely exquisite, and other people can't judge anything from those pressures.