BSI Chapter 386 The fall of Mount Maha, the ancient Maha tribe is furious!
Chapter 386 The fall of Mount Maha, the ancient Maha tribe is furious!
Facing the conditions proposed by Han Feng.
However, Mahashan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I thought you would really let me go on the face of the Maha family, but I didn't expect that you wanted me to surrender!"
"This is your only way to survive. 39 Han Feng looked down and said coldly.
However, Mahashan shook his head: "I, the Maha family, never surrender to others!
After speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and an incomparably powerful force condensed in the palm of his hand.
Just when Han Feng thought that the other party was going to resist, Mahashan suddenly slapped his head heavily.
That formidable power spun his body around in an instant, destroying his divine soul.
He would rather die than give in, and committed suicide in front of Han Feng.
When his vitality dissipated, a majestic force dissipated.
The originally dark sky was suddenly covered with a blood-colored curtain.
Immediately afterwards, the curtain "017" cloth showed slight cracks, and there were blood rain mixed with Spirit Power falling from the sky.
The fall of a heavenly Supreme will inevitably cause a vision of heaven and earth.
Han Feng put away his original hair, but the blood rain couldn't get an inch in front of him.
He looked at the dead corpse high in the sky, looked at the turbulent space around him, and a sad atmosphere permeated it.
Han Feng did not expect this guy named Maha Shan to be so decisive.
But this was the end, he came directly to the corpse and began to search for the treasures on his body, especially the sacred object.
Far away in a certain boundary of the Great Thousand World.
There, there is a huge building complex.
These buildings, some majestic, some magnificent, are located in a cloud.
Their branches are scattered in an orderly manner, presenting the appearance of a multitude of stars over the moon.
This is the clan of the ancient Maha clan.
In its most central building complex, there is an attic.
The attic is divided into three floors, and each floor is full of candle lights.
Some candles flickered, while some candles were already defeated and only a trace of light remained, and there were even candles without candles that were thrown aside.
These candles represent the vitality of the Maha people.
Every flickering candle contained a ray of spirit of the tribe.
In this way, it is easy to know the life and death of its clan.
Right now, on the third floor, that represents the Supreme floor.
A sleepy maha is standing in front of these candles.
Usually, he stayed on the third floor and had nothing to do.
After all, every candle here represents a Supreme.
In the vast world, Supreme is equivalent to the existence of the top, and there is basically no Death.
Unlike the first floor, there are even more than a dozen people in charge of the clansmen, and they specifically want to count the fall of those important clansmen.
At this moment, a gust of breeze blew, and a candle light suddenly went out on the spot.
Frightened that Maha people suddenly woke up.
He quickly came to the candlelight, looked at the extinguished candle, and was stunned.
The breeze naturally does not extinguish the candle light, and the candle flame goes out. It can only be said that the clan it represents is dead.
The Maha people looked at the names on the candle lamps.
Maha Mountain!
Immediately, he rubbed his eyes again, and after confirming that it was correct, he was shocked.
"Elder Mahashan, he has fallen!"
In a panic, he rushed out of the third floor and ran to report to the person in charge of the attic.
Maha Temple.
The current patriarch of the ancient Maha tribe, Maha Tian, sat on the throne with a livid face.
Below, stood many core powerhouses of the ancient Maha clan, and their faces showed sad expressions, especially the man on the left who was close to Maha Tian.
"What the hell is going on? Why did Shan'er fall?" Mahatian said coldly.
As his own nephew, Mahashan can be said to be an extremely shining existence among his peers.
He has been heavily cultivated by the clan, and is expected to become a saint and take charge of himself.
Now, he suddenly died suddenly, making the ancient Maha tribe extremely angry.
"Shan'er went to Shengyuan Continent. It was extremely chaotic there. I don't know what happened." An older man said.
"Possibly killed by an evil race. 39' someone added.
After all, in the Great Thousand World, there are very few strong people who can kill Maha Mountain.
Even if there were, they would be afraid of the prestige of the ancient Maha clan, and show mercy.
It's just that they don't know that Han Feng doesn't care about your five ancient clans, and he doesn't leave anyone who kills himself.
"The evil clan can kill Shan'er unless the Heavenly Devil Emperor takes action. If the Heavenly Devil Emperor appears in Shengyuan Continent, Daqiangong will not be able to ignore it." Mahatian said angrily.
If it weren't for the fact that Shengyuan Continent was far from the ancient Maha clan, he would have wanted to kill him now.
The people present did not dare to make a sound, and silently stopped talking...
At this time, the man on the left stood up and said, "Patriarch, I will go to Shengyuan Continent. 35
The man was tall and straight, with an aura like a dragon. He was dressed in a black and white robe, exuding a noble atmosphere. The most special thing was that his eyes were black and white, which was very strange.
But at this moment, an extremely sad look appeared on his face.
Mahatian looked at him and sighed: "Forget it, you go, you must find out who killed Shan'er."
"Yes, brother!" The man said solemnly.
He is Mahayou, the younger brother of Mahatma, the head of the Maha clan, and the second uncle of Mount Maha.
It can be said that he is the most promising of the entire ancient Maha clan to attack the Holy Realm.
Right now, his favorite nephew died in the Shengyuan Continent inexplicably, and he felt extremely uncomfortable and angry.
On the other side, Han Feng, who had solved the Mahashan Mountain, even searched the surroundings thoroughly and found that there was no other strong man hiding behind him, so he turned his attention to the abyss below.
Immediately, he turned into a streamer and dived down.
Soon, he found a ray of light at the bottom of the dark abyss.
The light gradually enlarged, and finally, he saw a flat bottom.
At this moment, above the flat bottom, there are more than a dozen figures sitting cross-legged.
These figures, without exception, exude a terrifying Supreme atmosphere.
Han Feng even met here, old women and strong men who had a relationship before.
Their location is also interesting.
Basically, there are two groups of people, with clear distinctions.
When Han Feng came to this place, more than a dozen eyes instantly came over and looked at him one after another.
Han Feng didn't care, his deep eyes looked at the front end of the flat land.
There, there was a huge bronze gate, on which was carved with exquisite patterns, and a vast breath rushed toward the face.
Come to think of it, after the giant gate, it is the so-called place of fate.
"Where is this little friend from?"
At this moment, an old man who was closer to Han Feng smiled and asked.
He saw that Han Feng was the realm of the pinnacle of spiritual products. Although it was not as good as himself, it would be great if he could win over him.