Ancient Ancestral Gods

The surrounding people were all dumbstruck. They couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes.    

It had only been a few exchanges, but Jiang Peng had already been killed by Xiao Fan.    

Especially Jia Ye, Mo Qian and the others who recognized Jiang Peng, they found it even more unbelievable that Jiang Peng had already been killed by Xiao Fan.    

With the exception of Mo Qian, who had regained his calm, everyone else felt a sense of dread.    

For Xiao Fan to be able to kill Jiang Peng within a few rounds, it was enough to prove that the brat in front of him with the Sendai of the ninth stage was extremely terrifying.    

To be able to kill Jiang Peng, their strength was not enough to capture Xiao Fan.    

"It's so lively over there. The many years of peace have been broken again."    

"That young man is really powerful. Even an expert comparable to the intermediate Immortal level was killed by him."    

"He is indeed terrifying. With his strength, I'm afraid that he will only be able to defeat an existence that surpasses immortals in the legends!"    

The people in the distance were attracted by the commotion and gasped in admiration.    

Those who stayed here, even though they were all suppressed to the Half Immortal Stage, their strength had already reached the Immortal Realm.    

Jiang Peng had even reached the intermediate stage of the Immortal Realm, but he was still killed by Xiao Fan despite his formidable strength.    

Based on Xiao Fan's performance, even a late stage Immortal would not be able to kill him.    

Only an existence that was even more powerful than the immortals would be able to kill this young man.    

"Ancestor, this brat is so powerful, I'm afraid the disciples are no match for him. I can only ask for Ancestor's help!" Jia Ye's face became gloomy, and bowed to Mo Qian.    

"I never thought that Jiang Peng would be killed by him like this." Mo Qian's face revealed a surprised look, but was quickly replaced with a smile, and said to Jia Ye: "Don't worry, Jiang Peng has been killed, even if I do not make a move, that old ghost Mo Tian will still take action, and will secretly watch as his disciple is killed, how can he tolerate that!"    

"Right, right!" The ancestor is right, we should just let Senior Mo Tian take action! " Jia Ye nodded his head, he agreed with what Patriarch Mo Qian had said.    

Jiang Peng was a disciple of the pagan religion and Mo Tian was its patriarch.    

As a Patriarch, how could he tolerate the disciples being killed?    

The pagan religion was an ally of theirs, allowing Mo Tian to capture Xiao Fan.    

"It's your turn!" Xiao Fan turned around and the flames of war started to burn in the direction of the Sacred Hall.    

If the Temple wanted to kill him, it wouldn't just be a matter of a day or two, but a day or two.    

The energy aura on Xiao Fan's body continued to grow stronger, and the immortal aura started to wrap around his body.    

Especially his Battlefield of Gods. His Immortal Domain was about to be completed, and he was standing inside it like a real immortal.    

The immortal qi that was being emitted was surging forth like the waves of the ocean, creating a spectacular scene.    

The people in the distance were extremely excited. The peaceful days had passed too long, it was about time to see something shocking.    

In front of Xiao Fan, the killing intent was strong and the hatred was monstrous, following that was an exciting event.    

"Old bastard, your disciple was killed by someone, how can he endure this?" Mo Qian ignored Xiao Fan, and instead shouted to the hidden Mo Tian.    

"Old bastard Mo, you're being ungrateful. You watched as my disciple was killed without even coming out to save him." A hoarse voice sounded, with a hint of dissatisfaction in it.    

In the next moment, a black light flickered beside Mo Qian. A white-haired person wearing a mask appeared.    

Under the mask, a pair of eyes flashed with killing intent, staring straight at Xiao Fan.    

"Don't be angry, I didn't expect this kid to be so strong. I originally thought that Jiang Peng had enough strength to kill him, but I didn't expect him to kill me." Mo Qian explained.    

He indeed did not expect Jiang Peng's death.    

What he did not expect was that Xiao Fan's strength far exceeded their expectations, that even Jiang Peng was not his match.    

What's more, the God Breaking Whip in Xiao Fan's hand was strange. The moment Jiang Peng was hit, he completely lost consciousness, and became like a log, eventually getting killed by Xiao Fan.    

Jiang Peng and Mo Tian knew the usage of the Divine Breaking Whip the best, but he did not.    

The moment Jiang Peng was attacked was too sudden, and in his heart, he was hesitating, as he missed the opportunity to rescue him.    

"Forget it, this is indeed unexpected. Let me deal with this brat!" Mo Tian shook his head.    

From afar, he could see everything. Mo Qian did not make a move, but he could understand why.    

Moreover, he had only understood the power of the Soul Breaking Whip before, but had never seen its power before.    

Now that Jiang Peng had made the experiment, it could be considered as him making a huge contribution to the pagan religion, it was worth it.    

"Young man, I will give you another chance. Hand over your staff and God Slapping Whip." Mo Tian's body flashed and appeared in front of Xiao Fan. His voice was hoarse and low, carrying a sense of magnanimity.    

"Humph!" Listening to your conversation with that old demon, since Jiang Peng is your disciple, then all of Jiang Peng's actions should be at your instigation. " Xiao Fan's body churned as he coldly snorted, "Since you are one of the masterminds, then you must die!"    

"Young man, don't be so impulsive when you speak. I will give you a chance when I say it!" Mo Tian said: "I want to show you something, after I see it, I think you will hand it over!"    

Mo Tian waved his hand, a huge amount of energy roiled in the air, as a desolate scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes.    

The world within the scene was shrouded in darkness. Fires were flying everywhere as blood flowed like rivers and grief filled the fields. Slaughter filled every nook and cranny.    

In the end, the only place with light in the entire world appeared. It was a mountain with buddhist light shining everywhere. On top of the mountain, in front of the temple, everyone's faces were filled with fear and unease.    

Outside the mountain, there was a large dark army surrounding it. The dark army was preparing to break through the defense and go up the mountain.    

Jiang Yan stood at the forefront of the frontlines. A group of familiar faces appeared, among them was Jiang Yan.    

The current Jiang Yan's face was pale white, and there were varying degrees of wounds on her body. Even if she was to stand, she would require Jiang Qingyi's support.    

"Mother!" Xiao Fan instantly roared furiously: "Your men have already invaded Earth, and are threatening me with the lives of my mother and the others!"