The second and third generation Holy Lords immediately began to struggle in their hearts!
This time, they are really struggling!
If left unchecked, not only will the Western Continent suffer, but even the Holy Temple will be doomed to failure, because the Holy Temple is right next to the Western Continent!
However, it is really difficult to get them to agree.
They are all old monsters who have lived for countless years and value their lives more than anything else. They cannot accept being asked to sacrifice themselves to save other lives.
During this hesitation, another ten breaths passed!
“Swish!”
At this moment, the Great Ancestor and the Second Ancestor stood up, with a dead silence in their old eyes!
The second generation Saint Lord's face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Not good, run away!"
The two great ancestors stood up and were surprised that the ancestral soldiers were about to revive completely!
At this point, he was no longer able to stop it!
What's more, he has already seen that no matter whether he agrees or not, the two great ancestors will not stop reviving the ancestral weapons!
However, before the four could start to escape, an extremely terrifying power rushed out from the lake, rushed to the top of the sky, and then turned into a torrent of ferocious beasts, a storm that tore through the sky with overwhelming force, and descended into this galaxy!
At that moment, the four people were trapped in the void, unable to move at all!
Great Ancestor Kunpeng said coldly: "You don't need to make a choice now, because you will all die soon!"
The Second Saint Lord said: "Our death is not important. What is important is that if you revive the ancestral soldiers, your final fate will be destruction!"
Great Ancestor Kunpeng shook his head and said, "As long as the ancestral weapons are here, no one dares to really attack my Kunpeng clan, not even Xuanyuan Ao. Moreover, this time, the Second Ancestor and I did not fully revive the ancestral weapons. If we had fully revived them, you would have been wiped out long ago."
Kunpeng Wuzu said: "Great Ancestor, in case of any changes, kill them quickly!"
Great Ancestor Kunpeng nodded, stretched out his big hand into the air, and the old woman in green robe immediately flew towards him uncontrollably.
"I want you to watch with your own eyes as the Celestial Sovereigns of the Eastern Continent die tragically in front of you. I want the world to know that my Kunpeng clan is not someone that anyone can mess with!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny five fingers of Great Ancestor Kunpeng slowly shrank, and the body of the old woman in green robe suddenly swelled irregularly like a ball, and divine blood gushed out from the pores of her whole body!
But despite this, the old woman in green robe did not even groan, and her eyes were extremely cold!
"You have some backbone, but what's the point of having backbone if you lose your life?"
At this moment, Great Ancestor Kunpeng seemed like the master of this world, with an expression of extreme contempt!
He clenched his five fingers, and the body of the old woman in green robe exploded in the air, and her divine blood dyed the sky!
Then, he waved his hand, and the soul shattered, leaving only a divine nature!
Seeing this scene, the murderous intent in the eyes of the second generation saint lord and the other two became even stronger!
Great Ancestor Kunpeng asked: "Do you hate me very much? Do you want to kill me? It's a pity that you are just ants now, ants that I can slaughter at will."
He grabbed in the air with his big hand again, and the master of the inner hall flew towards him immediately.
Great Ancestor Kunpeng looked at the two Saint Lords with interest and said, "The person just now was just a member of the Inner Hall. It is understandable that you don't feel bad if I kill her, but this person is the master of the Inner Hall. I wonder if you will still be so calm if I crush him to death."
The Second Saint Lord said in a deep voice: "If you continue to be stubborn, I can guarantee that your Kunpeng clan will be exterminated today!"
"Really? Then I'll wait and see!"
Great Ancestor Kunpeng's eyes turned cold and his five fingers suddenly retracted!
But at this moment, the Tianhe storm suddenly split into two, and a black light flashed in like lightning, blocking the way between Great Ancestor Kunpeng and the Master of the Inner Hall!
This is a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, seven feet tall, with regular features and an upright figure. He holds a golden folding fan in his hand and exudes an ethereal aura, like an immortal king who does not belong to the mortal world!
After this person appeared, he just waved his folding fan lightly, and the power of the ancestral weapon that imprisoned the three masters of the inner hall disappeared!
The master of the inner hall felt lighter and hurried back to the two saints. Then he looked at the middle-aged man, wanting to see who he was!
The sudden scene also made the two hall masters and the three ancestors extremely shocked and puzzled!
When they saw the storm in the sky crack, they all thought it was Xuanyuan Ao, but they didn't expect that it was a stranger!
The middle-aged man glanced at the few people and said calmly: "This matter ends here."
The three great ancestors frowned.
The Great Ancestor said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why do you want to interfere in the affairs between my Kunpeng clan and the Holy Temple?"
“Swish!”
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the golden folding fan in his hand opened, revealing a large blood-red character!
This word is as vigorous and powerful as an iron hook and a silver stroke!
This word is just a very ordinary word, a very common word, but when the three great ancestors saw this word, their faces changed suddenly!
The two great saints and the master of the inner hall were also shocked, with shock in their eyes!
The big bloody characters on the golden folding fan are - Python!
Python, what a common word. If it were used outside, and if only ordinary gods were present at the moment, they would definitely ignore it.
But the three great ancestors, the two holy masters, and the master of the inner hall must not be ignored!
Because they know very well what this word means!
This word represents the God-Swallowing Python!
When I saw this word, an extremely mysterious and powerful monster involuntarily came to my mind!
—The world of divine python!
More than 99% of the creatures in the Holy Realm have never even heard of this name, but the Second Generation Saint Lords know very well that there is a group of people living in the Divine Python Realm. The old antiques in them are basically all war gods from the ancient times. They are also the guardians of the Divine Python!
This person is undoubtedly from the Divine Python Realm!
Moreover, he is the master of the Divine Python Realm!
He is also the only one in the Holy Realm who can compete with Xuanyuan Ao!
Because in today's holy world, there are only two people who can defeat the pressure of the ancestral soldiers, one is Xuanyuan Ao, and the other is this person!
Of course, it was also because Zu Bing did not fully recover this time.
If they fully recover, even if the two of them have incredible combat power, they may not be easily defeated.
"Hello, senior!"
The three great ancestors of the Kunpeng clan, the two holy masters of the holy temple and the master of the inner hall all bowed and saluted!
Although they are all old antiques, they still have to call themselves juniors in front of this person. After all, this person is a living fossil from ancient times.
"kindness."
The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "Tell me, what's the big deal that requires you to revive Kunpeng Zubing?"
Great Ancestor Kunpeng immediately said angrily: "Senior, it is his temple that is going too far!"
The Second Saint Lord said hurriedly: "Senior, don't listen to his nonsense, it is obviously his Kunpeng clan that is going too far!"
“Wait!” The middle-aged man folded his fan, raised his head and looked towards the direction of the East Continent, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said: “Wait until Xuanyuan Ao comes, then you can explain it slowly.”
"Xuanyuan Ao is here too?"
The three great ancestors raised their eyebrows.
The middle-aged man said calmly: "I can sense the awakening of the ancestral soldiers, so Xuanyuan Ao can naturally sense it as well."
The eyes of the three great ancestors flickered. Not only had the people from the Divine Python Realm arrived, but even Xuanyuan Ao had been alarmed. It seemed that there was no chance to kill the three second-generation Holy Lords.
Thinking of this, Great Ancestor Kunpeng and Second Ancestor Kunpeng looked at each other and decisively severed the connection with the ancestral soldiers. The momentum of the ancestral soldiers immediately receded like a tide, and the lake with surging white waves gradually calmed down.
Sensing that the ancestral weapon's aura was dissipating, a smile appeared in the eyes of the second-generation holy lord and the other two.
Now that the crisis was over, they could breathe a sigh of relief and start healing their wounds.
Time passes by slowly.
Finally, the Tianhe storm was torn apart by a force, and Xuanyuan Ao descended here!
"Shenmang Tianzun? Why are you here?"
When he saw the middle-aged man, Xuanyuan Ao frowned, obviously disliking him.
The Divine Python Heavenly Venerable opened his folding fan, slowly waved it, and said with a faint smile: "Xuanyuan Ao, we meet again."
Xuanyuan Ao's brows relaxed and he said expressionlessly, "You haven't answered my question yet."
The Divine Python Heavenly Venerable said calmly, "I have the same goal as you, but I arrived one step earlier than you. In fact, you should thank me. If I hadn't appeared in time and stopped you, I'm afraid these shrimp soldiers and crab generals under your command would have become dead souls under the ancestral soldiers."
Xuanyuan Ao glanced at the three great ancestors of the Kunpeng clan, then looked at the second generation Saint Master and asked, "What are the casualties?"
The Second Generation Saint Lord bowed and said, "Your Excellency the God of War, our ten Perfect Supremes, five Great Perfect Supremes, and two Initial Heavenly Supremes all died at the hands of the Kunpeng clan."
Xuanyuan Ao's eyes darkened. Such a heavy loss was far beyond his expectations.
The Divine Python Heavenly Venerable also frowned, turned to look at the three great ancestors, and asked, "How many casualties have you suffered?"
Great Ancestor Kunpeng said in a deep voice: "Our casualties are even more serious than theirs. The third ancestor of Dacheng Tianzun and the fourth ancestor of Yuanman Tianzun were both killed. Even the eight elders who were supreme were killed by them!"
Upon hearing this, the Divine Python Heavenly Master just frowned.
However, Xuanyuan Ao's eyes were clearly filled with anger!
For several periods of time, no matter it was the war of gods or the coming of the black sun, other creatures could only become cannon fodder, even the Ten Tribulations gods were the same.
But the Supreme and the Heavenly Lord are different. They are the main force against the heaven and are indispensable!
The key to victory or defeat lies mainly in them!
In the entire holy world, no matter whether they are Heavenly Lords or Supreme Lords, they can be counted, but no one expected that so many would die this time!
This is not just a unilateral loss for the Kunpeng clan and the Holy Temple, but also a loss for the entire Holy World!
Xuanyuan Ao suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "Second-generation Saint Lord, explain it to me immediately!"
The Godly Python Heavenly Venerable's brows relaxed, and he said calmly, "It's just that some Heavenly Venerables and Supreme Venerables died. Is it necessary to be so angry?"
Xuanyuan Ao shouted, "Shut up! From the ancient times to the ancient times, every time there was a war between gods and every time the black sun came, you people from the Divine Python Realm chose to keep to yourself. People like you who only care about yourself and are afraid of trouble have no right to stand here and talk to me!"
(End of this chapter)