Chapter 415: A Young Man with an Ordinary Appearance

Central Yuepo Plateau, Dongzhao City.

As countless flesh and blood exploded in the city, countless human cultivators spilled blood on the main city road.

Among them, the ancestor of the Bian family had his entire shoulder blown up, and was smashed out like a kite with a broken string, smashing the glazed treasure roof of an immortal mansion.

And before he could recover from the heart-piercing pain, he saw the Remnant Race member who had blown up his left shoulder step into the air and smash down with a pair of fists covered in monstrous mysterious light.

Facing this incoming killing blow, the ancestor of the Bian family let out an unwilling roar in despair, mobilized all his Qi and energy, and smashed it fiercely in front of him.

Puchi!!!

With a burst of sound, the ancestor of the Bian family's arm was instantly smashed.

And that fierce fist fell without losing momentum, fiercely blowing a big hole in his heart.

As blood sprayed all over the sky, the ancestor of the Bian family's eyes suddenly darkened, and then he lay limp in the command of the collapsed ruins like mud.

Seeing this scene, the remaining noble family members were pale, no longer having the heart to resist, and began to run frantically to the south with panic and fear.

And with the first one fleeing, soon there was a second one, followed by groups scattering, fleeing while crying in sorrow.

But the Remnant Race who were killing in high spirits obviously didn't want to let them go, immediately gathering like a black sea tide, rushing away.

At the same time, a Remnant Race member with a thick aura turned back to the north and came to an empty and dim teahouse.

"Your Highness, there are no living people in the city, the remaining humans are fleeing in panic, I have ordered Qirong to take people to chase."

In the teahouse, the Third Prince Prince Mo Yuan raised his head slightly.

This city had no Sacred Artifact wielder, and no Sacred Artifact, and they didn't come to support their compatriots who were being slaughtered, which made a trace of disappointment appear in his eyes.

It seems that King's Minister Esha was right, the human race, unlike their Remnant Race, can still be indifferent and hang high even if they know their compatriots are being slaughtered.

"Catch those who fled back, those with higher cultivation back to Youzhou, to be blood food for the clansmen whose bodies have just been formed. As for those with low cultivation, catch them and build the royal capital and altar needed by Father."

"Yes!"

Prince Mo Yuan said and got up, bypassed to the balcony, and looked at the far south of Qingyun World.

There are three major Immortal Sects there, and there should be three sect Sacred Artifacts, but two of the sect Sacred Artifacts are controlled by those in the Approaching Immortal Realm, while the other sect is in the far south.

He and King's Minister Esha cannot withstand those in the Approaching Immortal Realm holding Sacred Artifacts, and the difficulty of going to the far south is also extremely great.

Only after his two Imperial Brothers and the remaining three King's Ministers condense their physical bodies can they truly break the Immortal Sects and seize the Sacred Artifacts.

And now, his goal is to find the Chen family and the two Sacred Artifact wielders of the Heavenly Academy.

But now it seems that those Sacred Artifact wielders are hiding even deeper.

But it doesn't matter, Prince Mo Yuan feels that as long as he continues to kill, he will always kill to their heads, or kill to the heads of people who can't sit idly by, and lure them out.

Just at this time, a figure appeared in the distant sky, also coming towards the teahouse.

Bale, the lieutenant under King's Minister Huoyang, landed on the balcony and whispered into King's Minister Esha's ear.

Before long, King's Minister Esha nodded to him and turned to walk towards Prince Mo Yuan: "Third Highness, the Second Imperial Brother's physical body has been condensed, but he seems dissatisfied with the strength of the body."

Prince Mo Yuan turned to look at King's Minister Esha: "Order down, dispatch all the newly born clansmen to continue south, we want to kill until those wielders can no longer hide."

"Follow your Highness's decree."

Huchi huchi——

Southwest of the Yuepo Plateau, the remaining clansmen of the Bian family and Gong family who fled from Dongzhao City were running for their lives in the mountains and forests.

And behind them, countless Remnant Race members came covering the sky and the earth, rushing towards them with surging killing intent.

Gong Buyi, the clan elder of the Gong family, was the one with the highest realm among these exiles, at the Initial Responding to Heaven Realm. On weekdays in Zhongzhou, he was also an existence that had to be called an ancestor, but at this moment he was like a stray dog, not even daring to look back, only daring to run frantically with his son, leading the younger generation in the family.

But what made him despair was that they had just intended to use the vast mountains and forests ahead to hide their tracks, when countless Remnant Race members fell from the sky in front of them.

There were four people left in the main line of the Gong family, three men and one woman, all of whom were at the completion of the Lower Three Realms. Seeing this scene, they all turned pale, and at the same time, their bodies kept trembling because of the pressure released by the other party.

"Grandpa, Dad..."

Gong Ning looked at her grandfather and father in despair.

Gong Buyi had already stopped at this time, looked at his son Gong Cheng for a long time.

Gong Cheng soon understood his father's meaning, nodded and turned to Gong Ning and the others and said softly: "Go, go to the back, look for the right time to run, try to disperse, live as many as you can."

"Dad, don't..."

"Don't say silly things, if you stay, none of you can run, then my Gong family will probably be cut off."

At the same time, Gong Buyi turned his head and looked at the other old generation of the noble families, and they reached a tacit understanding with each other.

Cultivators in Qingyun World are very indifferent to mortals, but they value the concept of family very much. To a certain extent, they are very afraid of bloodline being cut off, so just one look at each other, they reached a tacit understanding.

Boom!!!

A strong wave of air rolled, Gong Buyi held a wide knife and turned his sleeves to attack.

The remaining Qi and energy were catalyzed in his meridians under the wrapping of spiritual energy, summoning the wind and thunder of the four images to be infused into the knife, stimulating a deafening roar and slashing away. Gong Cheng immediately followed, and the elders of other noble families also rose to attack fiercely, using the techniques they had practiced all their lives to surround their bodies, while protecting the younger generation, they rushed towards the mountains and forests constantly.

With a series of explosions, Gong Buyi held the knife and slashed fiercely, killing a Remnant Race member. As the strong air waves constantly turned into air explosions during the collision, the dirt mounds in front of the mountains and forests exploded, and countless broken stones and mud flew in the night sky.

Amidst the surging knife light, Qirong, the battle general under King's Minister Esha, narrowed his eyes slightly and made a "tsk" sound in his mouth.

Like his master, Qirong was also very warlike. After being reborn in the flesh-and-blood storm, he volunteered to be the vanguard of the formation and killed all the way here with the army.

It was just that what disappointed him was that except for the few he met in the Holy Land of the Sages, other humans were not even toys.

However, although his fighting intent could not be satisfied, Qirong also found something that could make him interested, which was to witness the despair and painful expressions of these slaves with his own eyes.

Boom!!!!

Amidst a burst of explosions, Qirong clenched his fists, his entire aura instantly burst out, rushing into the mountains and forests like a beast.

Huahua——

In the mountains and forests, by a wild river with murmuring water, Gong Buyi was fiercely slashed down by a long spear, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, the blood flowing into the river water, soon diluted into pink, flowing east. And Gong Cheng was also soon pierced through the shoulder blade by a spear, falling fiercely to the ground.

"Grandpa, Dad!"

Seeing this scene, Gong Ning's face turned pale instantly, and she wanted to step forward to help.

But who knew Gong Cheng just gave her a look, then changed his left hand to clench the long knife in his hand, and rushed towards the Remnant Race with his father. The blue stone with mud under his feet instantly cracked under his heavy step, and cracked into countless pieces with a bang.

The water splashed by the Qi and energy flew everywhere, and Gong Ning, who was splashed by the water, turned pale.

She understood that look, knowing that her father was ordering them to run when they opened a gap.

"Miss Gong."

Gong Ning turned to look, and saw Lian Feipeng and Lan Ruoruo, who had fled here together, looking at her: "If we die here, the family will be gone, don't let down the elders' intentions."

In this battle, the Lan family and Lian family also suffered heavy losses. Their family ancestors had already died in the city, and only more than ten main line disciples including them were left, and there were those five or six elders who were fighting fiercely with the Remnant Race soldiers.

They faced the same choice as Gong Ning, but obviously accepted the reality earlier than her and had already drawn their swords in preparation.

Seeing this scene, Gong Ning's hands trembled, and she reached out to grasp her long sword, preparing to take her younger brother and sister and abandon her father and grandfather to leave.

This idea was very good, and it was their only chance, but the problem was that the development of things was not what they thought.

Because just when the five family elders gave up defense, let all their wounds continue to intensify, and were about to fight out a short bloody path with their lives, a magnificent iron fist smashed down fiercely.

Gong Cheng was cooperating with his father to suppress the Remnant Race soldiers in front of him, and was shocked, suddenly accumulating all his strength to swing his knife to meet it.

Guangdang!!!

A sound of gold and stone colliding suddenly rang out, the long knife in Gong Cheng's hand was directly smashed by a punch, and at the same time, his skull was fiercely pierced.

Just like a bomb exploding in his brain, Gong Cheng instantly bled from his seven orifices and lay straight down.

Seeing this scene, all the other noble family elders couldn't help but turn pale, and despair rose again.

They recognized this person, it was the one who had killed the ancestor of the Bian family with one punch in the city just now.