Bang bang bang!

Falling to the ground, several ancient saints smashed out big pits.

Cultivating to reach their level, they will not die if they become skeletons, but they themselves are strong people who have been sleeping for an unknown number of years, and the last time they besieged Emperor Chenyong, they have not completely recovered, and if they experience this again, without enough ancient saint power, their lifespan will be completely exhausted, and they will definitely die.

In other words, they are really blocking this "god" in front of them with their lives!"

"You can't let the people of all the sons and hundreds of families die here......"

Seeing that if he continued to fight, everyone might die, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.

Although he and the hundred families were not friendly, and even had a few unpleasant quarrels, he couldn't watch them die.

These ancient saints cost their lives, for the sake of the human race, for the sake of justice, not for themselves.

Like Zhang Hongtian at the beginning, it is worthy of admiration.

Running the force, he was about to rush out quietly and give the "god" who crawled out a fatal blow, Kong Shiyao, who was not far away, spurted blood again, and her voice rang out.

"The space is solid, back off!"

Bang!

With her words, the sky, which was originally full of cracks, began to heal in an instant, and the turbulent space became stable.

The "god" had already crawled to expose his waist, but at this moment, under a sentence, he quickly retreated and returned to the position of his shoulder.

It's just that the gap between her cultivation and the other party is too big, and even though she uses the power of her bloodline, she still can't do it once and for all.

"Sure enough, it's his bloodline, it's great, if I can get it, the sect master will definitely accept me as a family heirloom and give me enough resources......"

Retreating to the point of almost leaving this world, the "gods" were not afraid, but were full of excitement, and their eyes glowed with excitement.

At this moment, the corpse of the resurrected Ziyuan Ancient Sage, after absorbing enough blood of the descendants, slowly flew out of the sarcophagus, clenched his fists, and struck forward.

Bang!

This punch, without any fancy punches, but with irresistible power, has obviously reached the realm of shattering the void.

"Hey!"

The "gods" were not afraid, but sneered and put their hands together.

Shhh

The formation maintained by the corpse was torn apart in the blink of an eye, and countless mercury-like power swayed down.

Impacted by this force, Yan Qing Gusheng also fell heavily to the ground, as if he was pressed by a huge mountain and couldn't move.

The others are not much better, Kong Shiyao can still hold on because she has used the power of her bloodline, but Yan Xue's face turned pale, blood overflowed all over her body, and before she could make a move, she was about to collapse.

Zhang Xuan was hidden in the void, although he was also under pressure, but it was not serious, and in addition to the strongest strength, he shielded the pores of the whole body in advance, but suffered the least damage.

Click! Click! Click!

The corpse of the "Divine Spirit" and the Ziyuan Ancient Saint fought seven or eight times in a row, the seal was broken, and the essence blood of the Ancient Saint of Yan Qing was exhausted, and the strength of the Ancient Saint became weaker and weaker, on the contrary, the mercury-like power enveloped the entire high platform, and the former became more powerful like a fish in water.

After a short time, "boom!", the body of the ancient saint was knocked back to the sarcophagus again, unable to move.

"Blood Burns ......"

Her eyes were blood-red, Kong Shiyao continued to drink, and blood burned again, but before it was completely burned, the laughter of the gods in front of her rang out: "It's better to save it, die here, even if you catch it, it's useless......"

A palm slap down.

Burst!

The delicate body shook, and Kong Shiyao fell straight from the air.

Resisting the danger of the meridians being shattered, Yan Xue rushed up and held him up.

"Haha!"

Repelling the corpse of the ancient saint of Ziyuan and shooting down Kong Shiyao, the "god" laughed again, and with a shake of his body, he rushed out of the crack and was suspended in the air.

There was a seal blocking it just now, and it was difficult to climb out, but now that the seal was torn, the corpse of the Ziyuan Ancient Saint who was the heart of the formation returned to the sarcophagus again, and there was nothing to stop him.

"I'm curious, what kind of place can give birth to such a strong man who defy the sky, and when I saw it with my own eyes, I was very disappointed!"

After looking around left and right, the "god" smiled coldly, flipped his palm, and grabbed Kong Shiyao.

Yan Xue gritted his teeth and rushed over, but before he could come to him, he was flicked away by a finger, and he also fell to the ground, and the skeleton of his whole body was already shattered.

"Come with me!"

Hula!

The power wrapped Kong Shiyao, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

"No ......"

Seeing that Master Confucius, the only junior with a bloodline of more than "eight" in a thousand years, was arrested, everyone gritted their teeth.

But the strength is not good, there is no way.

"Master Confucius founded the Kunxu Realm, is it going to be destroyed in my hands...... I'm really unwilling!"

Yan Qing Gusheng kept trembling.

The alien spirit clan who Confucius did not calm down back then was pacified, and he thought that the human race would become stronger and stronger, and completely go to glory, but he never imagined that the most powerful sons of the hundred schools had changed and would be destroyed at any time.

Before the opening of the Confucian Temple, there was no change in heaven and earth, and under the maintenance of the seal, it would definitely not be able to pass through the barrier of the barrier, but now, the barrier has become thin and the seal has been torn apart...... Even if he consumes all his life, he will no longer be able to return to heaven.

If only the one who was here...... Will it change the ending?

Suddenly, a figure popped up in my mind...... The famous teacher named Zhang Hang.

This guy is not very old, but he can do miracles every time.

According to the information he knew, Emperor Chenling also made a "god" break through the barrier and come to the alien spirit clan through sacrifices, and he was killed by him......

If he were here, would he be able to kill him and save the sons of a hundred families from a catastrophe?

"He's not here, and besides, the relationship with him is not ......"

This thought was fleeting, and then he shook his head helplessly.

Not to mention, outsiders can't enter here, and even if they can, they may not be able to help.

Although it is for the destruction of the alien spirit clan, for the sake of the human race, there have been several disputes, plus the people of the hundred families of the princes, who hold their own noble status, and the relationship with this famous teacher is not as friendly as imagined.

"Forget it, even if you fight to the death, you have to save Kong Shiyao......"

Knowing that thinking about this at the moment, it was useless to forcibly gather strength, Yan Qing Gusheng just wanted to exhaust the last drop of blood in his body and rush over to save people, when he saw that on the side of the high platform, a cold light rushed straight up.

Like a river that has broken its embankment, it swells upwards like lightning, stabbing straight at the throat of the "gods".

"This ......"

Seeing that there was a super strong man hidden at some point, and as soon as he made such a gorgeous move, Yanqing Gusheng's body stiffened, and he hurriedly looked at it, and then saw a rebellious figure, like a Confucius master carved on the relief of the ancestral hall, reflected in the pupils, which could never fade.

"Yes...... Zhang hang!"

He ...... It's coming!"