This black tortoise was meticulous, chasing after it closely, running quite fast, various dao patterns flickered under its feet, like a stream of light across the sky.
The ancestor king Longshou was driven crazy, and he couldn't beat him again and again. Being chased and killed by a turtle like this, he was so angry that he was so aggrieved that he was about to die.
"Reincarnation!"
In the end, he gathered his whole body's mana, and once again cast the strongest divine law, the light behind his head reunited to form a huge roulette, illuminating the void.
"Overlord God Fist!"
The black turtle also yelled, and a pair of black old fists swelled infinitely, smashing down like two black mountains, causing the world to resonate, and the sound rumbled.
Finally, in a radiant light, a pair of black old fists smashed through the treasure wheel, shattered the light, and defeated the divine rule.
"puff!"
The Dragon Head Ancient King exploded, Yuanshen Guang still wanted to escape, but was suddenly blocked by the black turtle, it retracted its body into the body, and the turtle shell turned into a black grinding disc, rolling over.
"ah… "
The Dragon Head Ancient King screamed, all the energy contained in his life erupted, but he couldn't penetrate the tortoise shell. He was crushed into fine powder by the black millstone, and all kinds of streamers flew.
Blood rained in the void, and then turned into red light and burned. The sky collapsed and continued to be destroyed, becoming a dilapidated place.
A generation of ancestors fell!
The immeasurable light is burning, soaring to the sky, and various Dao laws are impacting, one after another, chaotic, and become a turbulent flow. No one dares to intervene, but wait for it to disappear by itself.
By the side of the Pure Land of Yaochi, the people were shocked. An ancient king was suppressed and killed like this. His blood splashed in the sky, turned into torches, and was removed from the world.
All the tribes in the ancient times were silent, and a strong ancestor king was killed like this, and was blown away by a black turtle who looked harmless to humans and animals, and was even funny.
Isn't there almost no saints in the human race? How can a turtle be so powerful, it makes people hairy!
In the sky, the tortoise was serious and said seriously: "Remember, I am the great Xuanwu."
People could still laugh just now, but now they don't have that kind of mood at all. A generation of ancestor kings have been blown up, who can mess with this turtle
"How could the barbarians have such a powerful holy tortoise?!" The emperor muttered to himself, the nine divine rings behind his head were dazzling, and he frowned.
"Prince keep your voice down." The two ancient kings said, they realized that this tortoise is very difficult to mess with.
In the Yao Chi, there were colorful fallen flowers, and in an ancient forest, crystal petals kept falling. Ye Fan toasted the barbarian chief and the old barbarian king to express his gratitude.
In the pure land, many people were drinking together, feeling comfortable. The mighty Dragon Head Ancient King was maimed by a turtle and then deposed, which made people feel very relieved.
The sound of the zither ding-dong, in the ancient wood forest, on the shore of the Ming Lake, the auspicious light is lingering, the mist is steaming, and the birds are coming to the pilgrimage, all is peaceful.
All the tribes in the ancient times had gloomy faces. An ancient king was killed in public, which made them feel like a big stone in their hearts, which made them very uncomfortable.
The conference is finally about to start, and tomorrow morning is the day, but everything is so peaceful that many people feel uneasy.
Finally, when the red sun was falling to the west, there was a breath of star field reversal from outside the pure land. No one came in, but it made everyone fear.
The coercion of the ancient saints is overwhelming!
"when… "
The divine bell is melodious and keeps ringing, and everyone has to go to greet the arrival of a great person.
Right on the horizon, a few figures slowly approached, each tall and majestic, like a few magic mountains, trying to crush the eternal blue sky.
They walked very slowly, but they were quite intimidating. Each of them seemed to have gone through countless calamities, and their bodies were combined with the heaven and earth, and blended into the Tao.
Seven people!
There are seven ancient saint-level existences!
They came hand in hand, walked together, the earth almost sank, all kinds of brilliance descended from the sky, and the sky sounded endlessly, as if they were singing for them.
This is the strange scene produced by the seven ancient saint-level powerhouses, recognized by the heavens and the earth, and sent them various auspicious omens. Each of them is in charge of a unique god.
Seven ancient saints, such strong men appearing at the same time, just thinking about it makes people tremble.
On the horizon, flooded by a blazing light, seven tall figures approached, each of them was dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.
All living beings are trembling and in awe. This is the existence of a saint, and it takes a lifetime to look up to.
The eyes of all the monks are fiery. It would be great if this is a saint of the human race. There are seven of them on stage, how shocking it is!
However, as the footsteps approached, all human monks were like cold water splashing on their heads, and each saint had a different appearance, with obvious characteristics of the ancient race.
Although I had a premonition, I still couldn't help being deeply disappointed. How could the human race come to seven ancient saints all at once to shock all races.
Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness. How could such ancient ministries fight against it? With such a few ancient kings walking hand in hand at once, people would be suffocated.
Xuanwu, the patron saint of the barbarians, is indeed very strong, but he cannot stand alone. There are so many from various tribes in the ancient times, and this is not all, the disparity is too great.
At this time, there was a tranquility outside the Yaochi, there was no life, there was no sound, no one could speak.
If it weren't for the fact that many people believed that the Great Emperor Wushi was still alive, this would definitely be a hopeless world, with no hope at all.
It is very difficult for the human race to find a saint, but there are a group of ancestor kings sitting in the ancient tribes, the difference is too great, and it is impossible to compete.
Bathed in the rays of the sun, their bodies are inlaid with gold rims. They walk step by step, with different appearances. Some have human heads and phoenix bodies, some have human unicorn heads, and some have thirty-six pairs of divine wings on their backs, and some people are exactly the same as human beings. of.
Obviously, they are not from the same clan, but they have one thing in common, that is, they don't believe that Emperor Wushi is still alive, and they come here to "ask for an explanation" just like the ancient king Longshou.
Who can stop the seven saint-level existences? A holy tortoise is definitely not enough, this is a monstrous force that can destroy all opponents!
"The alliance of the seven royal families..." Ye Fan gasped, and there was still a belief in the hearts of others that Wu Shi was still alive, but he knew the truth very well, and his whole body was cold at this moment.
Who can stop it? This is the beginning.
The seven ancient kings restrained their coercion, and they were not as indomitable as the ancestor king of Longshou, oppressing all tribes to kneel down, but they were very cold, more indifferent and ruthless, standing outside the Yaochi like Qidu Mountain.
"The grand meeting of Yaochi is about to begin, and the seven ancestor kings will come, making this meeting glorious and grand." Someone spoke up, complimenting in disguise.
"Please invite one of the seven seniors." The leader of the human race said, although he was hostile in his heart, he had to treat him respectfully.
However, the seven ancient kings stood outside the Yaochi, as if they didn't hear it, they didn't pay attention at all, their faces were as cold as ice.
"The arrival of the ancient kings will make the conference colorful and colorful. Congratulations, please drive into Yaochi." Several human leaders spoke again.
However, they were still ignoring, the seven ancient kings didn't even look at them, and didn't respond, treating them as air.
Several human race leaders bowed and saluted there, and froze all of a sudden. This was not humiliation, but indifferent ignorance.
The other human monks also felt cold all over, feeling the gap between heaven and earth.
These seven ancient kings didn't look at them at all, their eyes were full of vicissitudes, and there was a cold chill, as if they were facing a group of ants without a common language.
He didn't deliberately despise them, but this kind of vision from a different world and the gesture of ignoring them made people feel colder.
Ants and dragons have no intersection!
This is the feeling of everyone. They are separated in two worlds, so they are ignored, and they are powerless even if they want to be angry. This is an inexplicable sadness.
The Dragon Head Patriarch King who was beaten to death was arrogant and impetuous, making people afraid, but hard to respect and fear.
But these seven ancient kings were different. They were extremely indifferent. They didn't say a word, but they were even more frightening. They ignored the human race present. This kind of indifference came from the contempt in their hearts, which was even more terrifying.
"I have seen several ancestor kings." The emperor stepped forward to salute.
Until this time, the seven people nodded, but they still didn't say anything, standing outside the fairyland like seven magic mountains.
"It's such a grand gesture. The seven ancient kings descended together. If you are here to participate in the grand event in Yaochi, why don't you come in?" The black turtle appeared with a solemn expression.
"What kind of event is this? Is there anyone here who can sit with us and talk about the future structure of the world and the development prospects of various ethnic groups?"
Finally, an ancient king spoke with incomparable indifference, and his words showed his mentality, that is, he didn't pay attention to the human race present at all.
"It's really a cruel law, the weak eat the strong, you really don't want to enter the fairyland when you come here?" Hei Gui said.
"Can you find someone who is equal to us?" Another ancient king said ruthlessly, and the others seemed to be frozen.
Still cold, still indifferent, he didn't even glance at the human race present, as if he was facing a group of insignificant ants.
People can't even get angry, some are just sad, the gap in strength is too big, these seven ancient kings are not showing off their power, but everything comes from their heart, and they ignore them instinctively.
"Did you kill the ants and insects as well as me?" Hei Gui asked in a deep voice, his expression turned cold.
"You beheaded an ancestor king of Yinlongchuan. You are still very strong. We were going to ask for advice."
If there is nothing superfluous, the great war broke out directly, killing every step of the way, and the strongest gods will collide when they come up.
"Buzz!"
The black turtle was able to attack and defend freely, it didn't take too much effort, it slapped down with one paw, and knocked the patriarch out more than ten steps.
"It's very powerful, let me try it." Another ancient king stepped forward, as cold as an ice cellar.
"boom!"
The battle started again, and the black turtle still had the absolute upper hand, trying to kill the two of them, turning into a black light.
"Very powerful, but how many people can you fight by yourself?"
Three more ancestor kings stepped forward one after another, and one of them was extremely powerful, far surpassing the average ancestor king, and he was enough to contend with Xuanwu.
The five ancestor kings fought together, and there were two more indifferent ones beside them, motionless, watching the battle indifferently.
"Kill!" Xuanwu was furious, but how could one person resist the five ancestor kings
One of them is so powerful that it can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and it is a peerless enemy. With the other four complementing each other, he is immediately invincible.
"boom!"
The black tortoise was hit thirteen times in a row, coughed up blood, and flew upside down. If it wasn't for the amazing defense of the tortoise's shell, it would have been wiped out in ashes.
Xuanwu was defeated and he vomited blood continuously. He raised himself up with difficulty, his eyes were cold, and the blazing lightning shot out, and he walked forward again.
"boom!"
This time he suffered nineteen blows in a row, all of which were hit by the far superior ancestor king. He spurted blood, and even the black tortoise shell had several cracks.
"boom!"
This time, Xuan Gui fell to the ground and took a lot of effort to get up.
The seven ancient kings stood still in front of them like ice that would not melt for thousands of years. One of them spoke without any emotion, "When a great clan needs a turtle to maintain its poor dignity, Is it far from dying?"
As soon as this sentence came out, all the races changed their colors. It was like a knife pierced into everyone's heart. Even the most tolerant people couldn't help but scream at this moment!
Many people's mouths were blocked, and they couldn't help but want to cry up to the sky.
"Wu Shi is dead, none of you can count on it!" Another cold sentence.
At this time, everyone wants to rush forward, even if they die, they want to fight and fight.
However, they found sadly that they didn't even have such qualifications, and the difference was too far, not an order of magnitude.
"Do you rely on this tortoise? Can he still fight and maintain your last ridiculous dignity?" An ancient king who had not spoken all this time said coldly.
At this moment, everyone's blood surged, and they wished they could rush over immediately.
It would be great if a human saint descended from the sky at this time! This is the hope of all in despair.
"The grand gathering of all races is a joke. Is there anyone who is on an equal footing with us? How can we hold it?!" Another ancient king said.
Everyone was ashamed, but they were powerless to refute. There was no strong person at the same level to talk to them, which made people angry and helpless.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from the end of the world, combined with the pulse of this world, and clearly transmitted to people's hearts.
The setting sun was like blood, sprinkled the sky with red brilliance, and dyed the earth with a blush.
At the end of the day, a tall and straight figure was walking step by step. He was dressed in white and snowy, with a majestic and majestic appearance, moving forward firmly.
This is a saint, who belongs to the human race, with a heroic spirit and a peerless elegance!
A true human saint!
Many of the human monks present were crying at this moment. I don't know if they were excited, happy, or aggrieved, with tears streaming down their cheeks.
The human race relied on a turtle to maintain their final dignity, causing them to die in misery. Being ruthlessly uncovered by several ancient kings was more painful than being cut by a knife, and now they finally saw a saint belonging to the human race.
He blended with the heaven and the earth, dressed in white clothes without a speck of dust, extraordinary and refined, with a handsome face, a resolute face, and a peerless demeanor, like the birth of a fairy king.
Ye Fan was also excited. After seeing this person, even he couldn't help but burst into tears.