Vol 4 Chapter 31: no need!

"you!"
Those purple eyes were extremely dazzling at this moment, and the divine envoy's gaze fixed on Mu Fan.
"……know me!?"
When he said this, the Tiezu people who followed behind him were stunned at the same time.
Their brains were still thinking about the vocabulary that Mu Fan uttered, but the Lord God Envoy actually admitted it?
Layele, what race is that?
However, without waiting for their simple brains to think further, the old voice shook the valley with suppressed anger:
"And you, how can you ignore the power of God!"
The wooden staff in the hands of the Layela clan elder slammed again, and at this moment the purple brilliance visible to the naked eye spread from the bottom to the top of the wooden staff, suddenly turning into a beam of light to stab Mu Fan.
The air waves visible to the naked eye suddenly transpired on the surface of the dragon knight, and with the crackling sound, it turned out to be a raging flame out of thin air.
The purple wave of air is 20 centimeters deep in Mu Fan, so it's not allowed to enter!
Mu Fanbing looked at each other indifferently, and the corner of his mouth under his visor lifted mockingly.
Take another step!
boom!
The Nether Energy inherited from the parallel planes seemed to be completely angered by these repeated provocations at this moment.
The ignited air wave rose several meters in an instant, and Mu Fan passed through the rootless flame without injury.
"This is, Shenwei?"
Mu Fan's cold taunting sound was like a sharp blade inserted into the opponent's heart.
There was a trace of blood pouring out of the horrible corpse-like face of the elder of the Layelai clan.
It was an expression of anger after being thoroughly humiliated.
However, Mu Fan's next sentence made him almost vomit blood.
"Then this is too cheap."
With the sound like a sledgehammer falling on a war drum, the Layelai clan elder was completely angered at this moment.
The stick was lifted high and stabbed to the ground!
With a buzzing sound, there was a strange roar in the valley in an instant, and there was also a sharp howling in the sky!
Mu Fan lifted the curved sickle blade upside down, stepped on his knees, and quickly vacated.
He twisted his body in the air with that mysterious afterimage, charged his strength, and swept out with one kick.
boom!
In the huge tremor, blood burst and flew.
"Oh!"
An afterimage was kicked out of the void in an instant, with a bitter roar.
This is a mutant fierce leopard that is nearly ten times bigger.
The dripping saliva from the fangs corroded the ground into small pits.
No one had seen how this huge fierce leopard appeared in front of Mu Fan.
But at this moment everyone knows that this sneak attack was brazenly repelled.
This strange beast retained the size of a cheetah, but its skin was covered with a spine, its back had sharp bone spurs, and its 30-centimeter long fangs made people scared to see it.
However, at this moment, this mutant fierce leopard was kicked through its neck, and half of its neck disappeared. It was like a puddle of rotten meat hitting a rock wall, struggling to never get up.
At this moment in the air, an afterimage passed by again, and it suddenly slashed Mu Fan during this gap.
However, the dragon knight's figure was divided into two and then slowly dissipated.
"There is no magic servant, right? Then what is the difference between you and waste!"
A cold voice came from overhead.
The animal that seemed to be a hybrid of bats and eagles was just about to fly away after biting its mouth with cold blood.
A light wheel in mid-air cut down instantly!
puff.
Green blood bursts.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Layelai elder turned and ran.
Behind him, a simple and broken altar glowed with misty purple light.
He wants to rush into the ancient worship altar.
There is the original power of the universe produced by sacrifices over the years.
In this space, he is the incarnation of the gods!
"Human, I want you to suffer all the pain."
The vicious curse sounded, and the cloak on the Layele clan elder began to fall off, revealing the corpse-like body.
With every step of the black soles, a shadow appeared on the ground.
When they heard these words, all the Iron Race people felt a cold breath rolling in the depths of their brains, making their hair creepy.
This kind of unknown fear is the basis for them to always obey the gods.
Now it has appeared again!
The cold and ruthless blue eyes lifted up, staring indifferently at the back of the Layele clan elder at the top that was about to disappear.
Mu Fan stepped on half of the corpse to the ground, leaning forward.
The voices of the two of them still echoed in the air...
The muscles at the corners of Mu Fan's eyes trembled lightly, and the soles of his feet fell gently.
A circle of dust rushed away.
There seemed to be a huge bubble bursting in front of him, and the blue figure instantly pierced through the barriers in the sight of the Iron Race people.
A light trail rushed straight to the top of the hill!
"I need to"
boom!
A sound blew up behind him instantly, and a metal short stick flew sideways.
Click!
In the crisp sound of bone fragmentation, the back of the Layele clan elder broke abnormally, and the whole person soared for several meters.
The armored dragon ride stepped out, and the purple mist condensed and surged, as if it had come to life, as if to block Mu Fan from entering the altar.
However, Mu Fan didn't even move his eyelids, and the soles of his feet fell heavily.
The nether energy breath is like a hot knife pierced into butter, instantly piercing through the barrier, stepping heavily on the quaint altar, and raising his right hand high...
The elder of the Layelai clan with his voice stuck in his throat rolled and fell just in the palm of Mu Fan.
The five fingers snapped like a knife, and all of them sank into the back.
The eyes of the mummy-like elders were instantly red with blood~EbookFREE.me~ Under the severe pain, the whole body was shaking unconsciously.
He tried to look back at the figure holding himself under him.
"This, here... the altar... you..."
Intermittent words can't be finished, but the meaning is obvious.
This is the ancient worship altar of the Layela!
Even the clansmen below the elders cannot step in!
How did you... get in!
The Layelai elder obviously wanted to communicate with Mu Fan.
He must deliver a certain breath through the altar.
The hundred-year plan of their race is the safest and most unlikely part of an accident. Why...
The biggest variable has appeared!
however.
Mu Fan slowly raised his head, looked at the "mummy" he was holding, and glanced back at the silent Iron Race man behind him.
"I had a lot to ask, but now..."
The palm of the hand suddenly flipped and pressed down!
boom!
The elder of the Layela clan had infinite fear in his eyes, and the whole person was as if driven by dozens of tons of heavy trucks and hit the ground fiercely, directly exploding.
The entire altar shook violently under this blow, and the original stone road texture was broken.
"...No need anymore."
Mu Fan's five fingers were drawn from the pool of fleshy mud, and the blue light ignited along his wrist, and all the blood was burnt.
Ruan Xiongfeng said that this race is a real evil race in the extraterritorial galaxy, possessing secrets that the Federation has not yet understood, and is always plotting some terrifying conspiracy.
As for the bloodthirsty members of the Rajelai tribe, they would rather kill mistakes than let them go.
Interrogation is unnecessary.
Wow...
Mu Fan looked up at the entrance of the valley.
A group of Iron Clan members knelt down, with their foreheads touching the ground, their expressions humble and fearful.