In the Holy Land of Yaochi, today, the ancient king of Yinlongchuan stepped forward. He held his dragon head high, his body was majestic, and he was gifted. He looked tall and strong, and there was a ring behind his head, which was dazzling.
Thousands of humans and ancient creatures knelt on the ground, their bodies like chaff, convulsing uncontrollably, as if they were facing a god.
He has unparalleled power, and the energy he naturally emits is unbearable. This is the level of coercion belonging to an ancient saint. Standing there, everyone kneeling in the field.
"Where is the saint of the human race? Where is your strong man? Let him come and see me!" His face was full of indifference, with his hands behind his back, he stepped forward boldly and looked at the entire Yaochi.
Among the many practitioners along the way, no one dared to agree. At this moment, although they were filled with righteous indignation, it was a pity that they did not have the ability to fight the saint.
"I'll kill him!"
Among the crowd, the figure of Ye Fan, the son of destiny, suddenly appeared. He returned from Ziwei Star a few days ago to protect the Sun God Cult and annihilate the Golden Crow clan. His greatest success was the old madman who fought against the Great Sage, but he still got Jiang Chen's support. As a reward, he received the fourth-level evolutionary fluid, and his cultivation level has been upgraded to the semi-saint realm. In addition, he has a saint mecha and many methods. It is not impossible to kill the saint.
"Don't be impulsive!" Beside him, a man who looked like a Taoist priest quickly stretched out his hand to catch him: "Boy, I am a saint, and there are saints to deal with. If you rush forward so recklessly, aren't you making others look down on you? We humans.”
"Woof woof... The wicked Taoist priest is right." At the feet of the two of them, there was a black dog as big as a calf. It bit Ye Fan's trousers: "At this moment, in the Yaochi Palace, all the saints Gather, that guy is so arrogant, he will definitely not get any benefits."
Only then did Ye Fan remember that his master Jiang Chen, whose cultivation was unfathomable, was now in the Yaochi Immortal Palace. He was just an ancient ancestor king, and I was afraid that it wouldn't even be enough to fill the gap between his teeth.
Seeing no one responded, the madness on the ancient king's face became more and more intense. He glanced at everyone present without restraint, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Hahaha... It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. I thought that the human race would make progress, but I didn't expect that after tens of millions of years, you are still as cowardly as before!"
As he forced his way in, he showed a domineering air, squinting at everyone present. This oppressive aura made people's spirits crack.
This kind of laughter was so harsh that all the human monks present changed their faces. It was a humiliation and was tantamount to a slap in the face.
Deep in the Yaochi, in the main hall of the Immortal Palace, all the human saints' expressions changed, and they could not hide the anger on their faces. This ancient king went too far, and they wanted to rush out immediately and kill him on the spot.
Finally, someone couldn't bear it any longer. Nangong Zheng suddenly stepped out and stood in the middle of the Immortal Palace: "Headmaster, this beast has insulted our human race too much. This disciple is willing to kill him!"
"Huh?" After a deep groan, Jiang Chen responded with a calm smile: "What's the rush? The ancient tribes have reappeared. This guy is just an outcast who casts stones to ask for directions. They want to test the depth of our human race, so why don't I? Use their pressure to promote the self-improvement of the human race." However, in the middle of the words, his tone suddenly darkened, with murderous intent, and he spoke out layer by layer: "However, since he is so anxious to see me, the strong human race, Just go and teach him what it means to be a man and a man, so as not to become cannon fodder in the next life!"
"Yes!" With a shout, Nangong Zheng stepped out immediately, his body full of murderous intent, as powerful as the clouds in the sky, suddenly sweeping out.
"It's disappointing, it's really disappointing! What a strong human race, Taixuan saints, after all, the human race is still as cowardly as it was before in the ancient times. It never dares to face it. It only deserves to be reduced to the vassal of all the ancient races... ..”
The ancient dragon-headed king laughed without scruples, and his arrogant words were like knives, piercing everyone's heart. He was extremely contemptuous, and he treated everyone alone.
At this time, even many ancient creatures were surprised. This ancient king was obviously looking for trouble and had no intention of sitting down to participate in the grand gathering of Yao Chi.
Far away in the sky, three great saints of the ancient clan stood side by side, and dozens of ancestor kings stood side by side. All the words and deeds of the ancient dragon-headed saint were under their attention. Just as Jiang Chen said, this is their view of the human race. of a trial.
More than ten years ago, a strong human race emerged and violently wiped out dozens of their ancient clans. Even the Huolin Cave, one of the ancient royal clans, was wiped out. Although they were limited by the weather at that time and were unable to fight with all their strength, they still could. It shows that the enemy's strength is tyrannical and not easy. After that, the Immortal Mountain, one of the forbidden areas of life, was broken, the Supreme fell, and the Qilin Emperor of Taichu's ancient mine was suppressed, which shocked them even more!
After all, the human race is no longer what it used to be! Even though they are as arrogant as the ancient royal family, they have to admit that the human race, the former blood-eaters, slaves, and vassals, now has a power that rivals or is even more powerful than them.
This time, if it weren't for the Supreme Order of the Taichu Ancient Mine, they would never dare to start a war with the human race even if they came back. Therefore, even if the Supreme Ancient Emperors of the Taichu Ancient Mine had promised them, they would block the Supreme Race of the Human Race at the critical moment. The strong ones still put caution first and want to find out the depth of the human race.
"Damn it, damn it!" Hua Yunfei, Ji Haoyue and others are all the geniuses of the human race, but now they all feel aggrieved. This ancient king came purely to humiliate everyone, and his strength was specifically displayed against them. But they dare to be angry and dare not speak out, because they all know very well that this is a saint in front of them. Even if he is invincible among the younger generation, facing a saint, there is no difference between a thousand and ten thousand, and he cannot stand up to him with one hand. , everything will turn into fly ash with one click.
Some people couldn't help shouting loudly: "Don't be arrogant. The saints of our human race are in the Yaochi Immortal Palace. If you have the ability, go and fight them. What are you trying to do with us here!"
"The ancient clan has gone too far to bully others. I respectfully request the saints of the human race to kill him!"
Many people were shouting loudly, but the Yaochi Immortal Palace where all the saints gathered seemed to be in another world. It seemed that they could not hear their shouts at all. There was no movement for a long time. Many people were desperate and felt that they were being trapped. Abandonment, a kind of silent shame and anger emerged in my heart.
They count on the saints of the human race to defend them against powerful enemies, but what if the saints of the human race are gone? Who should they turn to for help
It is better to seek help from others than from yourself!
If you have the power to rival a saint, why do you need the protection of the saints of the human race
At this moment, in the hearts of countless human monks present, a Taoist desire for strength emerged, and this was exactly what Jiang Chen wanted to see!
"Disappointment, what a disappointment!" The Dragon-headed Ancient King shook his head, with a hint of contempt, striding forward, extremely calm and calm: "Where is the strong man of the human race, let me see it!"
"If that's the case, then I'll make it happen for you!"
At this moment, everyone heard a loud shout and looked around, only to see clouds and mist billowing in the sky, flower petals dancing, each piece clear, and a avenue paved with crystal flower pieces, rushing straight from the sky, filling the air with fragrance. .
"It's him, the peerless power in our human race's legends, Nangong Zheng. Rumor has it that he has become a disciple of the Taixuan Sect and has attained the Holy Way!"
This is a legendary strong man from the human race. According to legend, he practiced the art of immortality, made vegetation his home, and ate strange plants to satisfy his hunger. He was never far from spiritual herbs. There was also a legend that he passed away five hundred years ago, but no one could Thinking of how he reappeared more than ten years ago, he participated in the Taixuan Secret Realm evangelistic conference. After attending the conference, he directly became a disciple of Taixuan Sect. He improved rapidly in cultivation and became a saint more than ten years ago.
This is a true human saint!
Many of the human monks present actually cried at this moment. They didn't know whether they were excited, happy, or depressed, but tears flowed down their cheeks.
When the ancient dragon-headed king arrived, they had no power to resist and could only kneel on the ground humbly; when they, the so-called Holy Masters, were ruthlessly humiliated by the other party, and their faces were trampled on; when they could not even control their own life and death. When I died, that feeling was more uncomfortable than death.
Now, finally, a human race saint stepped out from the Yaochi Immortal Palace. For a moment, everyone was extremely excited. They seemed like lost people trapped in the dark night, finally seeing a ray of hope.
The rain of flowers falling from the sky was full of coldness and murderousness. Nangong was stepping down from the sky and faced the ancient dragon-headed king. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was the most ruthless judgment:
"Anyone who insults our human race should be punished!"
(End of chapter)