Overriding the Heaven

The rage and hatred in the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor's heart surged unceasingly, akin to a sea of blood, roiling and boiling.    

At this moment, she faced the people from the Huang Yu Sect and let out a howl as she raised her palm.    

Her fingernails, at that moment, became as red as blood, like red-hot iron. Moreover, they were over a foot long. They appeared to be extremely frightening, like evil spirits weeping blood.    

When she was still a hundred miles away from Wan Yanjie and the others, she suddenly slapped down with her palm.    

Boom, boom, boom, boom!    

A sea of blood formed around Wan Yanjie and the others.    

In the next moment, this sea of blood collapsed like a wall, instantly swallowing up Wan Yanjie and the others.    

"Tyrant Thunder Slash!"    

With a roar, Zuo Shuang Long made a grasping motion in the air, and the tyrannical blade shadows danced like golden snakes, slashing towards the surrounding seawater.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

An ear-splitting explosion sounded, and the lightning instantly tore apart the seawater, but it was immediately filled up by the seawater.    

Rumble!    

This sound was just like a great bell and great rune, causing the one with the lowest cultivation level to immediately faint.    

The others couldn't rescue him in time and could only watch as the disciple was sucked into the sea. In an instant, he was crushed into a bloody mess and disappeared.    

"Bastard!"    

As Wan Yanjie saw this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.    

He pushed away the long hair on his forehead, and an imposing divine light shot out from the vertical eye on his forehead.    

In the blink of an eye, divine light penetrated through the roiling waves of seawater, illuminating his entire body. Wan Yanjie looked as if his imposing aura had reached the heavens, overweeningly tyrannical, as if he were a monarch that ruled over the world.    

It was as if a hole had been ripped open in the water that was being poured down by the Milky Way Sea.    

Wan Yanjie rolled up his sleeves and brought his juniors and juniors out.    

Besides Wan Yanjie, the others all had expressions of panic on their faces.    

Because, in the instant just now, what they felt was a horrifying power that they had never felt before.    

This power was like a mountain and river suppressing them.    

In the face of this power, they were nothing more than ants.    

At this moment, Wan Yanjie and the others finally had the chance to raise their heads and look forwards.    

In an instant, they saw their ancestor, Black Flood Dragon, with her dishevelled hair in a crazed state.    

"It's you!" Wan Yanjie spat out two words from between his teeth.    

Before this, he had hated them for stealing treasures, and now, he hated them to the point where he wanted to slaughter all of his fellow disciples in the sea of blood.    

He looked like an evil spirit that had climbed out of hell. He gnashed his teeth and glared at them, "You're just an ant, how dare you disrespect me. Today, I, the ancestor, will tear you into a thousand pieces, grind your bones to dust!"    

"If you kill my fellow sect members, then I'll skin you alive, pull out your tendons, refine your bones into magic treasures, and turn your soul into a slave for eternity!" Wan Yanjie angrily shouted.    

With a single sentence, he refined the skeleton into a magic treasure and stabbed the wound in the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor's heart.    

In the blink of an eye, the ruthless aura around her body seemed to boil.    

His long hair flew up, and the sea of blood around him rumbled. It was as if an ocean world made entirely out of fresh blood was about to descend.    

She jerked her head up and laughed.    

His voice was like a bell, filled with resentment, anger, and grief.    

As the voice entered their ears, it instantly caused the disciples of the Royal Yu Sect present to feel a piercing pain in their eardrums. Their souls seemed to have been torn apart by a pair of hands; they were simply wishing they were dead.    

In the next moment, another person from the Emperor Yu Sect covered his ears and let out a miserable cry as he fell from the sky.    

Wan Yanjie was startled. Zuo Shuang Long already flew over, and grabbed the female disciple.    

He spread out his divine sense and the flames of anger instantly engulfed Zuo Shuang Long's eyes.    

The female disciple was already dead.    

"I'll kill you!" Zuo Shuanglong immediately let out a wild roar and dashed towards the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor.    

"Wait!" Wan Yanjie hurriedly stopped him.    

However, it was already too late.    

Zuo Shuanglong crossed him in an instant, and a lightning bolt burst behind him, forming a blade case.    

Inside the blade box, two giant blades were placed across each other.    

He reached behind his back and pulled out the two giant blades.    

These two giant blades appeared to be completely formed from lightning.    

Zuo Shuang Long sprayed a mouthful of air on the blade, and countless lightning spots gathered on the blade in an instant, forming a spiral of vortexes in the air. It was as if countless thunder rumbled and exploded in the air as it ruthlessly attacked the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor.    

The lightning exploded in succession, bringing with it heavenly might. It illuminated the surroundings with a deathly white color, as if everything in the world was going to melt under this white light.    

The Black Flood Dragon Ancestor stood firmly, revealing a trace of a sinister smile. "Don't you understand what I said just now? I call you ? ants!"    

With a sudden, explosive shout, she slashed forward with her long, fingernail-like fingers.    

Sssii! *    

In the air, five slashes that looked like they were made suddenly appeared.    

This trace was filled with a fiendish light. With a single glance, one would feel as though a blade was cutting at one's throat, causing one to be unable to breathe as their blood energy stagnated.    

The five bloody scratches suddenly disappeared.    

In the next moment, he appeared before that bolt of lightning.    

The lightning was instantly torn apart.    

In an instant, the dazzling lightning was shattered.    

The blood-colored slashes sliced the dual blades in Zuo Shuang Long's hands into several pieces.    

At this moment, Zuo Shuang Long also felt the aura of someone in a superior position.    

He hadn't even felt such a pressure on Wan Yanjie before.    

"This is ?" "Old ?" His breathing stagnated as he suddenly reacted.    

However, he would never have the chance to say the following words.    

The bloody light attacked ferociously, and it was even sharper than a flying sword. It was sharp, deadly, and destructive.    

Zuo Shuanglong's body was instantly covered in bloodstains.    

There was still fear on his face.    

His eyes were still filled with shock.    

Then, with a bang, his body exploded like fireworks in the middle of summer.    

The blood was like a scattered fire.    

The Black Flood Dragon's Ancestor maliciously smiled as he looked at Wan Yan Jie and the others, whose faces were filled with shock and almost lifeless. The smile on his face was proud yet malevolent, "Now you know clearly, you are just an ant.    

However, you all no longer have the chance to go back on your words. "    

As the sound of his voice faded, yet another claw slashed out.    

The blood traces on her palm suddenly disappeared. In the next moment, it was right in front of Wan Yanjie.    

An aura of absolute destruction came crashing down. It was much stronger than the one that had destroyed Zuo Shuanghong.    

As for the people from before, they realized in terror that even if they had realized that their opponent had made a move, their bodies were no longer as moving as they usually were.    

The surrounding space seemed to have frozen. Even if they moved their fingers, it would be countless times more difficult than normal!    

Death and despair filled his heart in an instant.    

"Be careful, Senior Brother!"    

It was at this moment that the handsome young disciple behind Wan Yanjie suddenly let out a loud shout.    

Suddenly, his thin body began to wield the lightning sword.    

The giant sword was like a door that cut out a fan-shaped light. It tore apart the space around it, allowing his figure to suddenly block in front of Wan Yanjie.    

"You ?" Wan Yanjie only had time to spit out this word before the three of them were suddenly surrounded by a bloody light.    

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