Chapter 505: Ancient Sages

"The power of the law, this is the power of the law. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Lin Cong's eyes showed a little excitement, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and he took advantage of the moment when he was stunned, and took the ocean out dozens of miles away.

"Roar ......" Han Qi was furious, its subconscious, it didn't want to write that there was such a powerful human race in this world, seeing that the food that was about to reach its mouth was snatched away, it roared angrily, and rushed forward.

"If you don't show up, old fellow, I'll be the beast's lunch." Yu Yang faced this bloody mouth and shouted at the sky.

"Okay, don't chatter, this saint has just recovered for a few days, and you kid will wake up this saint, but you can't live in peace." As soon as the words fell, there was already an additional figure beside Yu Yang.

"I'll leave it to you." Yu Yang glanced at Ye Wudao beside him, squinted his eyes and greeted him with a smile.

"Wait, meet our ancestors." In the team behind him, two Ancient Transformation Realm Ancestors from the Cold Heaven Sect of the Tiannan Region leaned down and knelt down in the void to salute.

"It turned out to be the Cold Heaven Saint Monarch of the Cold Heaven Sect, this is a saint of the ancient era, he has been reborn?" Many Terran powerhouses suddenly realized that the Terran still hid this powerful hole card.

"Please also ask Senior Ye to take action and kill this fierce beast." The strong men of all the human races are respectful, and the cold and ice laws of Dacheng, even the vitality of heaven and earth are frozen between the shots, and this hand cultivation realm is not comparable to the four great saints of the human race.

"Do you recognize me?" Ye Wudao smiled slightly, he took this stubble, raised his feet and took a step, and the next moment, he was already a hundred zhang away from the Han Zhu, and before he was independent of the human array, he faced such an ancient and powerful beast as the Han Qi, and treated it indifferently.

"Impossible, aren't you all falling?" Han Qi's voice was a little frightened, and a little hoarse, and his eyes were full of wandering, obviously, a little incredulous about this scene.

"My Hantian Sect originated in ancient times, when I was in the Hantian lineage, and I was the right-hand man under the emperor's throne, but I didn't want to, when I fought against the ancient gods and demons, I suffered heavy injuries, and later, in order to suppress Er and other fierce beasts, I exhausted all my remaining strength, indeed, in the last years of ancient times, I was already falling, but I was resurrected like this, and you, a beast, how much vitality can you have?" With a casual move, Ye Wudao made a move, and an ice crystal crown flew out of the hand of the Great Perfection powerhouse of the Ancient Realm who knelt down and fell into his palm.

"Natal Hallows." The pupils of many older powerhouses shrank slightly, and the ancient saints, coupled with the intact natal soldiers, Ye Wudao's combat power is now standing at the top of this world.

"This place is the highest snow peak in the Great Wilderness, and as your burial place, it is naturally the best." Ye Wudao waved his hand, and the infinite law of cold ice was pulled out of his hand, and the next moment, Han Qi, who was standing not far from him, was already full of hideousness, however, he trembled, but he couldn't break through Ye Wudao's shackles, his face changed, and he turned into extreme horror.

"Impossible...... How could you possibly bind this seat? "Han Qi felt Ye Wudao's cultivation, even if he came back from the dead, but his vitality would not recover so quickly, at most, his cultivation was in the late stage of the Yuan Saint Realm, it had a physique comparable to that of a divine beast, even if it had just recovered the realm of a holy beast, it would not be pressed so badly, but the fact was that it could not refute it.

"Do you think that the Demon Suppression Monument that my Terran ancestors have worked together to refine can be broken free of so easily?" Ye Wudao sneered, and with a palm of his hand, he split the thousands of zhang high snow peak from the middle, revealing the black stone tablet in the center, and with the continuous injection of his ice law, illusory shadows appeared in the sky above the stone tablet.

"With a hat on his head, wearing a robe, a jade bamboo fishing rod in one hand, and a heavenly immortal list in the other, Jiang Bin, the one hundred and seventy-third generation great-grandson of the Jiang family, greets the ancestor." A white-bearded old man in the pseudo-holy realm trembled all over, and with a "poof", he fell directly to his knees, crying bitterly.

"Jin Yan Talent Spring, Lotus Transformation Fire Immortal" The ancestor of the Xiao family also cried bitterly, his eyes staring at the figure of stepping on the flame lotus under his feet, holding an endless spring in one hand.

"Lord Dean" Even Mo Lao, who came from the Great Wilderness Courtyard, had slightly red eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down both sides of his nose.

"Wu Zu"

"Lord of the Castle"

"Crazy Blade True Monarch"

"The Great Sage of the Sea"

"The Old Man"

The names that are familiar to them are basically famous saints in ancient times, even if they are not the ancestors of a certain holy land, they are also the strongest cultivators who traveled the world in the past.

When these people attacked at the same time, the majestic holy power spread throughout the entire wasteland, and countless monks who were busy, fighting, exploring, and sleeping soundly walked out of the place that blocked their vision one by one, and looked at the direction from which the holy sound came from above the sky.

"Saint, the voice of the holy path of my human race."

"From ancient times to the present, our human race has not declined."

"The ancient saints have not abandoned my human race."

Countless monks knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, remembering for a long time, the human race finally survived the situation of no saints, the three saints left behind at the end of antiquity, did not belong to this era, the martial saint Wu Chen, who broke through not long ago, was also a figure 30,000 years ago, although the ancient realm only had a longevity of nine thousand years, but with the addition of heaven and earth treasures, the elixir that continued longevity could also live for hundreds and one thousand years, of course, if you can make a breakthrough, the pseudo-holy realm, you can also live for more than 10,000 years, and the sub-holy realm, you can live for 15,000 years, And the quasi-holy realm, that is, the years before Wu Chen's breakthrough, has passed more than 20,000 years, and it is not difficult to imagine that as long as you touch the holy realm, every time you cross, you will increase your lifespan by at least five thousand years.

Under the snowy mountain, the moment he broke through the confinement, the first thought that came to Han's mind was to escape, and these phantoms suspended in the sky in front of him, if each existed, had the ability to kill it, but there was absolutely no ability to kill it, because, the covenant between the human race and the Yuan Beast clan back then, it was also in the Yuan Beast clan, and hung the name of a big demon, that is, a member of the Yuan Beast clan and the strongest one, so if it was suppressed, it would inevitably cause the covenant between the human race and the Yuan Beast clan to be torn up. In the battle between the Desolate Race and the Human Race, if it weren't for the intervention of the Yuan Beast Clan, the Desolate Clan would definitely not have suffered such a terrible defeat.

But now it's different, now the Yuan Beast Clan and the Human Race have torn their faces, so these guys categorically have no intention of continuing to keep their hands, dozens of them are enough to resist its existence, even if only the remnants are left, it is enough to make it tremble.

The "demon" saints spoke together, Ye Wudao's law imprisoned Han Qi again, in the face of this fierce guy, he didn't choose to shoot at all, with the power of the demon stele, it was the king to hit it first.

"Tu" shocked the world and swept the figures of all the saints, and as soon as the blow fell, the snow peak trembled and collapsed, and the snowflakes scattered in the air, and they were all concentrated in Ye Wudao's hands in an instant.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, let you be stained with a few drops of the essence blood of the fierce beast, and let you go to the emperor road with me." Ye Wudao rubbed the ice crystal crown in his hand, which was the holy soldier of his enlightenment, and it was also the natal soldier who accompanied him for all the years before he became holy, and now that it was back in his hands, the emotion of meeting old friends naturally erupted.

"Roaring ......" thousands of zhang of snow peaks were shattered, all the ice and snow were taken away by the law of ice, and fell into the abyss under thousands of zhang, where there was a bloody and a pair of front hooves that had been worn out, it was full of unwillingness, these guys were already dead, and they could still hurt him.

"This place is the only snow peak in the Great Wilderness Region, and it is also the side of the Heavenly Sword Gorge of my Terran fortress, how can I let the flanks of my Terran be exposed in front of the Yuan Beast Clan." After Ye Wudao was silent, he casually sent the Ice Crystal Crown down the abyss.

After a crisp "click", the ice crystal crown returned to Ye Wudao's palm again, the ice crystal phantom that fell in the air shattered, the sky was full of snow, and it fell into the deep valley, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding soil layer was covered with ice and snow, and the appearance of the squib was also condensed with a layer of ice, and his blood was also frozen by blood, and even the unwilling and frightened expression was also frozen at this last moment.

This battle, thousands of years apart, or even tens of thousands of years later, there are still many monks in the memory, come here to look forward to the scene of the great war, there are countless monks, although they know that this peerless beast has fallen here, but they dare not move its body out, after all, its ferocious aura is still there, within dozens of zhang, enough to kill the monks of the Yuanhuang realm, and the ubiquitous law of ice, close to the edge of the abyss, that kind of extremely cold temperature, it is difficult for ordinary people to bear, if you enter it, you can dive less than a hundred zhang, The whole person will be frozen, even if it is a strong person in the giant realm, it will not be able to dive less than three thousand zhang, you know, in addition to the previous thousands of zhang snow peak, there is still a depth of at least six thousand zhang below, so many monks are also desperate to visit.

The nine-tailed Yuan Fox was captured, the peerless fierce beast was destroyed, and the human race, a small part of the lost combat power, now has an additional ancient saint, which is stronger and which is weaker, it is conceivable that the army of Yuan Beasts, without the help of the nine-tailed Yuan Fox, is equivalent to a black eye, coupled with the rout in the direction of Yuan Chenzong, now, the army in the direction of Yuan Chen Zong has begun to counterattack, the three old immortals in the three forbidden places, except for the black feather bird, the remaining two are not willing to be in the original 300,000 miles of space, with their current identity, At least hundreds of millions of miles of territory is required, so this war between the human race and the Yuan Beast clan is still continuing, but the initiative of the war has been transferred to the hands of the human race.