Seeing the target of the Blood Crown Saint Lord taking action, Ji Hao had the initial judgment of his character!

This guy must be a perfectionist with a bit obsessive-compulsive disorder. His target is not the closest target to Youyun, nor is it the most powerful target among the people present, nor is it the most important target.

At least Emperor Shun was guarded by many human races, and from the perspective of identity, Emperor Shun was much more important than the ruling emperor Fanshe.

Among the targets of the prison, Fan Shi is definitely the one with the worst appearance. Who made him a person from the Mingyue lineage? The Mingyue lineage deals with zombie puppets and ghosts of the undead. Fan Shi is the ruling emperor, but he is skin and bones, and his body is filled with yin energy. He is definitely the ugliest and the most annoying among everyone.

The fingers of the Blood Crown Saint came from afar and pointed straight at Fanshe's eyes upright.

The Yu clan members, eyes raised on their eyebrows are their source of strength and their origins of life. For them, eyes raised on their eyebrows are much more important than the heart. The Yu clan members whose hearts are crushed will not die for a while. If the eyes raised on their eyebrows are broken, their souls will immediately dissipate.

Fan Jian let out a sharp long roar, and the overlapping defensive restrictions in front of him were broken by one finger. The terrifying pressure imprisoned the space around his body. He wanted to move through the air, but he could not move at all.

The ruling emperors such as Viaya, Indra Yama, Bharaka, etc., who were standing beside Fan Si changed their faces. None of them rushed forward to rescue Fan Si, but dodged at the fastest speed according to their instinct and stayed away from Fan Si.

Especially Yemoya, who was blocking the Brahma, let out a sharp scream, and disappeared in place at a speed that made Ji Hao amazed. The next moment she had arrived at the door of the prison and hid behind Yemoya and another power elder of the Hanri lineage.

Even the two power elders from the Mingyue lineage did not come forward to rescue Fan Si. They looked at the finger pointed out by the Blood Crown Saint Lord Yaokong with a hint of awe, and resolutely, abandoned Fan Si without hesitation, and their bodies turned into two rays of cold winds and came to the prison door.

When the ruling emperor of the Mingyue lineage faced such a terrible blow, there was no one in the human race who had a confidant to help him!

Ji Hao and other human officials were so cold-hearted that they had a deeper understanding of the virtues of the Yu nobles. This group of guys was absolutely unreliable. On the battlefield, they must not hand over their backs to this group of guys!

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Fan Si screamed at the top of his lungs, and gray dead aura lingered in his eyes. He held a strange scepter made of a strange spine with both hands. The dead aura gushed out from his eyes and injected into the scepter wildly.

A strange skull with seven sharp corners on the scepter, which was dark as ink but crystal clear, a wisp of green ghost fire flashed in the deep sunken eye sockets. With a sharp whistling sound, dozens of fist-sized green ghost fire skeletons spurted out from the sockets of the skull, and rushed towards the fingers of the Blood Crown Saint Lord with a harsh roar.

The sound of "pa" continued, and the ghost fire skeleton that Fan Si had tried his best was shattered by the invisible pressure before it even approached the finger.

Poor Fan Si failed to reach the Sun and Moon Realm. His cultivation level was only equivalent to the peak Witch Emperor of the human race, and at most was comparable to the level of a half-step Witch God. If he had to rely on his own strength to deal with the finger from the Blood Crown Saint Lord breaking through the air, it was undoubtedly a mayfly shaking the big tree and it was impossible to stop it!

Fan Si turned his head with difficulty, and he looked in the direction of the human race: "Save me, half of my savings!"

The two powerful elders of the Mingyue lineage had a damn fantasy in their eyes. He was about to die. He didn't leave his wealth to the tribe members of the Mingyue lineage, but instead gave it to the human race? This guy really shouldn't have chosen him to inherit the throne of the ruling emperor!

Emperor Shun said nothing, and Si Wenming said nothing. The savings of Fan Si and half of the Emperor of the Yu Dynasty were very attractive, but they would never let their tribe members take risks just because of something outside.

Instead of letting the powerful race take the risk of fighting against the Blood Crown Saint, it is better to sacrifice the life of Fan Si and carefully see how terrible the Blood Crown Saint is. When Chi Lei was killed by Yaokong, everyone was quite shocked and could not see clearly how the Blood Crown Saint took action.

This time everyone was fully prepared. Fan Si's strength was neither high nor low, and he acted as a standard target, using him to measure the blood-crowned Saint.

In the midst of lightning, seeing each of the senior leaders of the human race such as Di Shun and Si Wenming, a layer of death aura suddenly appeared on Fan Si's face. He understood that everyone wanted to see how the Blood Crown Saint killed him. They wanted to analyze and judge the methods of the Blood Crown Saint through the process of Fan Si being killed!

These damn guys!

Fan Si smiled tragically, and a thick black air suddenly spurted out from his skinny face, which continued to inject the scepter in his hand.

Accompanied by the shrill roar, the scepter trembled violently. In front of Fanshe's body, in front of his fingers less than ten feet away from his body, nine-layer white bone walls surged out of nowhere. The white bone walls shining with dazzling light blocked the fingers of the Blood Crown Saint, and were then broken layer by layer by layer by layer by his fingers.

"All my savings!" Fan Shi left his tribe and shouted loudly in the direction of the human race: "All savings...or, what are your conditions?"

"All your savings belong to me, all the zombie puppets of your Mingyue lineage, as well as the corpses and souls of all the soldiers who died in the future in the Mingyue lineage, will belong to the other person!" A shiny light lit up between Ji Hao's eyebrows. He quickly used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice to everyone's mind.

The fingers of the Blood Crown Saint were only a few feet away from the Brahma Skeleton, and they could be pointed at the upright eyes in an instant. If you were to say it in words, you would not be able to explain clearly in a short time. At this time, using soul fluctuations is the most time-saving and appropriate way of communication.

"Okay!" Fan Shi yelled without any hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist!" Ji Hao shouted loudly, and a small triangle flag in his hand waved hard: "Listen, all the zombie puppets of the Mingyue lineage, and the souls and bodies of all the warriors they will die in the future, will belong to you! If you are interested, save him once!"

A bronze portal surrounded by the Netherworld energy quietly opened behind Fan Si. A snow-white and blood-colored palm was slapped out of the bronze portal, instantly slashing through the void and slapped on the finger of the Blood-Crown Saint.

With a clear sound, the fingers of the Blood Crown Saint Lord breaking through the air focused on the center of the Daoist Ming's palm.

Amid the 'hisper' sound, a trace of thick mist rose into the air from the fingers and palms, and the entire prison shook slightly, and the thirty-six Yu tribe god towers and four human altars turned into a wisp of flying ashes at the same time.

"Interesting! The foundation of this Pangu world is not as weak as in the intelligence! You stupid guys, you don't even understand the true foundation of this world... It's so damn!"

Amid the low roar, the finger disappeared invisible.
Chapter completed!