Supreme Emperor

An elder shouted angrily.    

Qin Feng turned his eyes gently, and his gaze landed on the elder's body, which was in Gu Lang's embrace. The corners of his mouth hooked up upwards, and he laughed lightly: "Naturally, it's based on strength."    

These elders were silent.    

"Killing people doesn't solve the problem!"    

Elder White Eyebrow raised his head slightly. His aged eyes were filled with the wisdom that came from the accumulation of time.    

"Yes, killing people doesn't solve the problem."    

Qin Feng's gaze turned, and he laughed: "But, killing people can solve the problem raised by you."    

"…"    

Ta Site, who was carrying Gu Lang's corpse, immediately broke out in a cold sweat.    

Do you have to be so vicious?    

He had the intention to refute a few words, but the ice-cold corpse in his arms told him that Qin Feng was not joking.    

This was a god of death.    

He couldn't afford to offend her. He couldn't afford to provoke her.    

As for life or death matters, face was big!    

Pfft.    

If he lost his life, what face would he need?    

Ta Site was determined to submit.    

Even though he was also an elder of the Ancient God's Fifth Heaven, his cultivation was inferior to even Gu Lang's, so how could he dare to refute Qin Feng's words?    

Aren't you afraid that Qin Feng's slap will turn him into a corpse?    

"Ha ha!"    

Ta Site gave an awkward laugh as he slowly lowered his head. He did not dare meet Qin Feng's eyes.    

"Hur hur."    

Qin Feng chuckled, and turned to look at Elder White Eyebrow, "You see, sometimes things are just that simple. In this world, power is truth. "    

"If I'm strong, what I say is the truth."    

"Wasn't this how the Menluo ascended to the throne of the Menluo Family a thousand years ago?"    

"How can I not do what the Menluo has done?"    

Or do you think that I am weaker than the Menluo and do not dare to start a massacre?    

If it wasn't for the status of the Menluo Family, Qin Feng wouldn't even bother to bother with them.    

Where did all this trouble come from?    

"…"    

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the crowd fell silent.    

A thousand years ago, the blood colored waves that were stirred in the Menluo once again appeared in front of every clan elder.    

How prosperous was the Menluo Family back then?    

But after experiencing the Menluo's bloodbath, the once number one family, after falling from the top, had actually fallen to the point of wanting to compete for merits with the Gu Silei family, to the point of plunging their family into a bottomless abyss of darkness, collapsing anytime.    

This kind of disaster, Menluo Family definitely could not experience it a second time.    

Elder White Eyebrow's eyes were heavy.    

"Since Ke Lin is already dead, why not recommend a new Clan Chief..."    

Just as the Elder White Eyebrow wanted to confirm Qin Feng's position and recommend him to be the new Patriarch of the Menluo Family, a blood cloud quickly spread out from the horizon.    

When they arrived above the courtyard, the blood cloud suddenly spread out and turned into a blood-colored curtain. It covered the entire courtyard, leaving no gaps at all.    

Then, an earth-shattering sound was heard.    

"Remnants of the Menluo Family, come out and die."    

This voice was insolent, wanton, and berserk. Layers of it reverberated, stirring up people's vital energy and blood, several elders of Menluo Family, upon hearing this voice, immediately let out a groan, and coughed out blood.    

"The pursuers of the other ancient Eleven Clans s …"    

In the courtyard, Ta Site was carrying Gu Lang's corpse. His face immediately paled as he looked towards the horizon in panic and despair.    

"Do these guys belong to dogs?"    

"We have already fled to the corner of the continent and are still chasing after them. Could it be that they really want to destroy the Menluo Family?"    

"Old Twelve Clans has the same aura, but he doesn't care about favors at all."    

His voice was filled with a deep sense of regret.    

"Humph!" The Old Twelve Clans is connected to one another? "    

"What a joke."    

"If that's the case, then ten thousand years ago, the Benhart clan wouldn't have perished."    

"Can you still find the Benhart family?"    

"No."    

Elder White Eyebrow let out a long sigh, shook his head and said, "In the entire Blood Clan Continent, all the seedlings of clan Benhart have long since died out.    

The Old Twelve Clans did not allow the descendants of the clan to live.    

This was the way of survival for Old Twelve Clans.    

Cold, cruel, leaving no trouble behind.    

Once they are certain that one of the clan s is weak, they will pounce on us like a pack of fierce wolves and tear everything apart.    

His voice was low, hoarse, and filled with certainty. It was as if he was personally witnessing the defeat of clan Benhart.    

"What do we do now?"    

Ta Site carefully put down Gu Lang's corpse, his gaze sweeping across Qin Feng, and said with a low but resolute voice: "Why don't we kill our way out?    

Being able to kill one is one, at least it proves that the Menluo Family is not cowardly. "    

Ta Site was afraid of death, but facing the life and death of the Menluo Family, he was not afraid of death at all.    

This was a soldier worthy of respect.    

"That's right, Elder White Eyebrow, let's kill our way out."    

"Just as Ta Site had said, it at least proved that the Menluo Family was not a coward."    

In the courtyard, the other Elders were gritting their teeth in anger as well.    

They had already grown tired of running all the way. Since the result was already decided, they might as well have a hearty battle.    

Killing one was enough, but killing two would earn him one.    

Elder White Eyebrow cast his gaze towards Qin Feng as his surging vitality reverberated in the living room, "Are you still insisting on your earlier decision?"    

The pursuers had arrived, and Elder White Eyebrow wanted to see Qin Feng's decision.    

"Of course."    

Qin Feng laughed indifferently, he raised his eyes and looked up at the curtain as it drooped down, and said indifferently: It's just a bunch of useless people, it doesn't affect my decision.    

"Very good."    

Hearing Qin Feng's reply, the Elder White Eyebrow nodded his head in satisfaction. As for Qin Feng's words that were as useless as a chicken or a dog, he just treated them as arrogant youngsters, as if they were nothing.    

"Since that's the case …"    

Elder White Eyebrow paused for a moment, his gaze swept across the various elders who had requested to battle, and said resolutely: "Then you can go."    

"This is a Blood-red Curtain."    

"The sturdy cage of the ancient Eleven Clans."    

"We will open a crack for you, flee as far as possible, escape to a place where the Old Twelve Clans cannot find, and recuperate."    

"With your strength and perception, the Menluo Family will one day shine once again in your hands."    

After saying that, Elder White Eyebrow patted Qin Feng's shoulder heavily, as if he had entrusted the heavy burden of Menluo Family onto Qin Feng's shoulders.    

Then, his face turned serious as he stirred the blood in his body, preparing to soar into the sky.