Terran Guardian

By the time the last monk was slaughtered, the divine blood had stained the mountain peaks and the earth red. Even the originally clear spring water had now turned into blood that exuded a strong bloody smell.

Shen Changqing calmed down and looked at his own panel.

After seeing the increase in source points, he nodded with satisfaction.

This wave.

It's a lot of money.

The only disadvantage is that the hundreds of gods who were slaughtered all belong to a few clans, rather than from multiple races. As a result, there are only a few sources that they can obtain.

no way.

Any race can only retain its strongest origin, nothing more.

Even if you kill a hundred creatures of this clan, you can only get one source.

but.

Shen Changqing has nothing to regret.

The lack of sources means less, but it doesn’t hurt. The point is that the source points are very sufficient.

Bei Li Wentian and other monks were worthy of being the geniuses of the Sifang clan. The source points they received after killing them were completely incomparable to those of Ziyun Saint Son who were half-assed.

now.

The source points in his panel have gone from the original four source points to the later twenty-two source points.

In other words.

The geniuses of the Sifang clan gave themselves eighteen origin points in total.

Then after killing the Hundred Gods on the field, the source point soared from twenty-two to thirty.

Thus.

Comparing the source points given by Sifang Holy Son, you can see the difference.

Shen Changqing was relieved.

After all, there are not many monks who can truly understand the law. Being able to get the Eight Origin Points from the Hundred God Realm is already pretty good.

Thirty source points.

Based on maximizing utilization, you can already add thirty rules to yourself.

"The only ones left are those from the Nanyang clan!"

Nanyang clan!

Nanyang willow!

Both are geniuses of the clan, but the opponent's strength is not much stronger than that of Bei Li Wentian and other geniuses.

Since he didn't show up now, he suspected that the other party was guarding the Chaos Monument and its bearings.

and.

It is very possible that it has been obtained.

but.

Shen Changqing is not worried either.

Even if the other party succeeds, those two things are still yours, the difference is just in time.

"It's time to talk to them now!"

He looked at the mutilated corpses present, and with a sweep of his mind, all the remaining storage rings were found and thrown into the cave.

The fallen monks were all at the lower levels of the divine realm.

The storage ring left by such a powerful person is not much worse than it is.

It's a pity.

Not all storage rings can be completely preserved.

Some storage rings were directly shattered by powerful forces during the previous battles, and the resources stored inside were also wiped out by the space power as the space rings shattered.

"Damn...why is he here!"

Ziyunfang was coughing up blood. When he looked at the monk who was attacking him, there was only horror in his eyes.

Nanyang willow!

The genius of the Nanyang clan!

He never expected that the other party was not fighting for the treasure born from purple light, but was instead squatting here.

Originally, when the purple light shot into the sky in front of him, Ziyunfang deliberately did not go there, but changed his direction and stayed away.

Get to the back.

Another treasure was born, so he couldn't hold back his impulse and came over to take a look.

Think about it.

There is a purple light in the sky in front, and the geniuses of all races should have already gone there. Even if another treasure is born, it is estimated that only some ordinary monks will come.

But what Ziyunfang never expected was that Nanyang Liu would guard here.

When he first arrived, he was strongly attacked by the opponent.

Relying on the defensive Taoist soldiers entrusted to him by the Xuanfeng Peak Master, Ziyunfang was able to barely resist one or two, but he was beaten back steadily and had no room to fight back.

now.

There were already many mutilated corpses lying on the ground.

Those corpses were god-level monks from various clans.

Although the strength of these gods is good, it is still difficult to compete in front of Tianjiao.

"Nanyang Liu, I have no intention of fighting for the treasure. As long as you stop, I will leave immediately!"

After another hard blow, Ziyunfang had no choice but to relent.

If he continues to fight, he will definitely die.

Hear the words.

Nanyang Liu looked cold and showed no intention of stopping: "When you die, I will naturally stop!"

Nowadays, all clans are competing for the right to own the world. If they can kill a foreign monk, the Nanyang clan will have an extra chance of winning.

Moreover, Ziyunfang's strength is not weak. Although it is not as good as the real genius, it is still powerful in the same realm, and it is expected to become a divine king in the future.

Such monks.

Naturally, I want to nip it in the bud.

"boom!"

After another blow, the defensive weapon finally reached its endurance limit and exploded directly under Zi Yunfang's horrified eyes.

Right now.

There was a message coming from somewhere, which made Nanyang Liu look startled.

"Leave this world quickly!"

leave?

Why leave?

He didn't understand that he was now in the divine realm, having killed many other clans, and there was no need to leave at all.

but.

Nanyang Liu could hear the voice that sent the message, and it was clearly the Yu Huang from the Nanyang clan.

The emperor of the clan sent a message to him to leave, something must have happened.

so.

Looking at Ziyunfang in front of him, Nanyang Liu printed a palm again, sending the opponent flying away. Then he looked at the remaining Nanyang clan monks present and shouted sternly: "The Emperor Yu has ordered that all monks evacuate the world!"

Finished.

He was the first to reveal the true form of the Nanyang clan, transforming into a giant feathered eagle and flying toward the sky.

The feathered eagle is extremely fast.

In less than a breath, he had already entered the Gangfeng layer of heaven and earth, and was about to leave the scope of heaven and earth.

"Going so close?"

A gentle voice came, making Nanyang Liu startled.

Almost at the same time, a big hand came crashing down from the sky, and it was already too late for him to react.

"boom!"

The big hand bombarded down.

Nanyang Liu felt his body shake violently, and his body fell rapidly from the sky.

below.

When Ziyunfang was secretly feeling lucky for Nanyangliu's sudden evacuation, he saw a giant feathered eagle fall from the sky and then hit directly in front of him.

The ground shook.

Mountains collapsed.

A terrifying large pit appeared directly on the ground. The Wanzhang Feather Eagle lay there, with its wings broken and its body cracked. Divine blood surged out from the wound like a river, and soon gathered into a lake.

"What happened!"

The sudden change caused Zi Yunfang's expression to change drastically.

It was hard for him to imagine that Nanyang Liu, who was so arrogant just now, would become like this in the blink of an eye.

Ziyunfang was not the only one who was shocked.

Even the remaining monks from other clans looked horrified at the moment, almost thinking they were dazzled when they looked at the scene in front of them.

Suddenly.

A monk slowly fell from the sky and stood on the edge of the pit.

"Zi...Ziyun Sheng!"

Ziyunfang's heart was shaken wildly.

He never expected that the monk who came would be Purple Cloud Saint, who should be competing for other treasures.

and.

Even if it was Ziyun Sheng who came, how could the other party beat Nanyang Liu like this all at once.

For a while.

Ziyunfang was a little messy.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have really underestimated this Holy Son.

"Ziyun Sheng, he is Ziyun Sheng!"

"Why did Ziyun Sheng come here?"

The remaining divine realms of other clans also looked horrified at this moment.

Ziyun Sheng has arrived.

That was the leader of the Ziyun Clan this time. Although the other party did not have much reputation, the scene he performed before entering the world already showed that he was quite powerful.

Until now.

Nanyang Liugeng was suspected of being seriously injured at the hands of the other party. For a moment, in front of their eyes, the holy son of the Ziyun clan was filled with mysterious fog.

"Ziyun...Ziyun Sheng, what do you want!"

In the deep pit, the ten thousand-foot-long feathered eagle transformed from Nanyang Liu is currently lingering on its last breath, and its tone of voice is intermittent.

no way.

The power of that palm, combined with the impact of the fall, almost caused his body to collapse.

It can be said.

This palm also caused a serious injury to himself. Unless he could be nourished by the most precious treasure, there would be no possibility of recovery within a hundred years.

Nanyang Liu never expected that a humble and humble saint son of the Ziyun clan could possess such terrifying strength.

suddenly.

He somewhat understood why Emperor Yu asked him to evacuate.

It is very possible that it is because of this holy son of the Ziyun clan.

"My purpose is very simple, hand over the treasure you obtained." Shen Changqing put his hands behind his hands and looked at the genius of the Nanyang clan in front of him with an indifferent expression.

Now the carrying object and the Chaos Stone Tablet must have been taken away by the other party, but it is unknown where they were hidden.

Logically speaking.

Normal storage rings cannot collect bearing objects and chaos stele. Only specific storage rings can collect treasures of this level.

but.

He couldn't guarantee 100% that the other party really put the item in the storage ring.

It is even possible that Nanyang Liu used other means to hide the two treasures.

Under such circumstances.

If he kills the opponent rashly, something might happen to the two treasures. This is not what Shen Changqing really wants.

"The treasure...why should I give it to you?" Nanyang Liu sneered.

The words just fell.

A ray of strong wind burst out, and his wings exploded. The severe pain made him scream instinctively.

Shen Changqing looked cold: "I'm not discussing anything with you, but ordering you. If you don't hand over what you got, then you will die!"

"You dare to kill me!" Nanyang Liu's pupils contracted violently due to the severe pain.

"Why don't you dare?"

Shen Changqing smiled and looked at the other party as if he were a fool.

"I have killed all Beili Wentian and the others, and I am not missing out on you. If you hand over the treasure, you still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, you can just die!"

A few words.

The only luck left in Nanyang Liu's heart disappeared completely.