The ancestral land of the Youxiong clan, and the Ruins of the Youxiong.

Within the core ban in the city, yellow clouds rose above the Youxiong clan's ancestral temple. Xuanyuan Holy Emperor sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes burning like two small suns, looking down at the dense Youxiong clan members below.

Gongsun Bo had been carefully tortured by the Emperor Xuanyuan himself using the secret method of searching the soul. Poor Gongsun Bo's mind was not firm. When his soul was finely divided into the smallest particles, his soul was scattered in pain.

However, all kinds of unbearable things he had done in his life, including secretly hiding fifteen super witch crystal mine veins belonging to the public property of the Youxiong family, arresting human slaves and scrambling to dig witch crystals, privately trading various weapons with foreign races, privately storming private soldiers and killing soldiers, turning into a wandering tribe to commit crimes, all of which were all brought to the public by the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan.

No one would have imagined that Gongsun Bo's family had privately stored nearly one million elite soldiers outside, divided into dozens of wandering tribes of all sizes, scattered around the Central Land world, looting other tribes every few days.

These private army dead soldiers were even used as a sharp knife in Gongsun Bo's secretly, eliminating many opponents for him. Not only other clans and those who were enemies of him, but also many elders and their tribes in the Youxiong clan were attacked by these people.

It’s like Gongsun Bo’s previous patriarch Gongsun Meng was beaten to ashes because of the possession of the alien demon. In order to compete for the throne of the patriarch, Gongsun Bo made a big move against several competitive elders.

Gongsun Bo, whose body still maintains strong vitality and whose soul has disappeared, knelt in front of the ancestral temple, facing the gate of the ancestral temple.

Behind him, thousands of heads of the Youxiong family's large and small branches were lined up, and nearly 100,000 elders of each family were nearly 100,000. Everyone witnessed the scene of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor taking action personally and Gongsun Bo screaming and screaming.

These heads and elders looked at the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor sitting cross-legged above the ancestral temple with distorted faces. They were sweating all over, and they were so scared that they were about to faint. They knew that they had done more or less shameful things, bullying others with their power, and bullying men and women.

With the nature of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor, they all have to die!

The character of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor is like the Xuanyuan sword he forged with his own hands. It is hard, strong, and rather than surrender. He cannot tolerate a piece of sand in his eyes, especially when he was still on the throne of the Human Emperor, his control over the Youxiong clan is a hundred times more strict than the people of other tribes.

The Youxiong clan members of that era were all brave and fearless warriors, and all humble gentlemen. Their personal character and ability were impeccable. The Youxiong clan members in the era of Emperor Xuanyuan’s rule, any of the most ordinary clan members could be called a “sage”.

But is there Xiong's family now...

A branch whose face was extremely distorted and whose intelligence had been completely wiped out by fear rushed out of the crowd hysterically. With the strength of a primary Witch Emperor, he soared into the sky and drew out his sword and pointed it at the Saint Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Old ancestor, Holy Emperor, we are your descendants! We are your descendants of blood descendants of your relatives! We are the Youxiong clan! The noblest bloodline of the human race! We occupy more profits, we occupy more land, and we occupy more children. What's wrong with this? What's wrong with this?"

"With your achievements to the human race and your great achievements, we should be above us, and those ants-like people should kneel at our feet and let us take them!"

The Emperor Xuanyuan waved his right hand, and a sword shadow drove the branch's head away. His voice was like a sword sound, cold and evil spirits soaring: "All achievements are my achievements; all achievements are my achievements, what does it have to do with your descendants? If you want achievements, you should get them yourself; if you want achievements, you should build them yourself!"

"There are foreign races in the north, and they have been entrenched for countless years! If your descendants become weapons, they will destroy the foreign races and make Pangu a paradise for our human race. How thick are you? How could your achievements become the support of the people and the people?"

"Youxiong, my blood descendants... My blood descendants are not just Youxiong?" The Emperor Xuanyuan laughed loudly, and his laughter shocked the world and trembled: "All the people of the human race are descendants of our old and immortal blood descendants... In my eyes, what is the difference between the Youxiong clan and the tribes of other tribes? In the final analysis, we are all descendants of the Pangu Saint!"

"I, Gongsun Xuanyuan, are just insignificant people among the countless descendants of Pangu's saints. By chance, they obtained luck, established meager achievements, gifts from heaven and earth, and rewarded countless merits to help me condense my soul and become a witch god."

"There is no distinction between clans in my heart, only the human race is righteous. Today I personally investigate the Youxiong clan. Anyone who commits evil will be killed and the human race will be eliminated. But the human race is there, and today I will still be willing to kill the entire Youxiong clan!"

All the heads of the branches and elders collapsed to the ground in despair.

The Saint Emperor Xuanyuan, their greatest reliance in their hearts, their faith, their totems, and their ‘gods’, actually killed the entire Youxiong clan for the sake of the people!

The sky is above, the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan is crazy!

Countless people from Youxiong clan who had done evil were screaming and crying. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan, and swearing that they would change their minds and become human beings again in the future.

The face of Emperor Xuanyuan's Holy Emperor remained unchanged. He shook his head gently and sighed. Looking at the tribe members who were crying all over the mountains and fields, he knew it clearly. There were probably not many innocent people in the senior management of the Xiong clan.

His eyes suddenly became cold, and the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan slowly stood up. Looking at this scene, he didn't need the soul searching magic to deal with them. He killed them with one sword. He still had the important work, so where could he have time to waste time with these unworthy descendants?

A huge sword shadow appeared behind the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor, and a huge soul power spread like a tide, instantly covering all the people in the Youxiong clan who were crying. Anyone who was crying must have a ghost in his heart, and it would be a pity to kill them all. As for those who did not cry out on the spot, kill all those who were crying and then identify them one by one.

The sword shadow was about to fall, when a ball of fire broke through the air, Ji Hao drove the Nine Dragon Carriage and rushed into Youxiong Ruins as fast as possible.

"Saint Emperor, show mercy under the sword!" Ji Hao screamed at the top of his lungs, and he brought the most urgent military emergency report Puyang had just received.

"The alien race is coming, the twelve catastrophe cities are extremely powerful, the twelve ruling families have launched a full-scale *******. The alien ghosts in Liangzhu, who have the power to come out in full." Ji Hao shouted breathlessly: "These people cannot be killed! Let them lose their merits and let them go to the battlefield to fight with the alien races in blood!"

Two flames spewed out from the eyes of Emperor Xuanyuan, and he shouted in surprise: "Twelve Catastrophe Cities? Damn it! Have their strength grown to such a level?"

On the ground, countless people from the Youxiong clan cried bitterly as if they had seen a savior and screamed.
Chapter completed!