"I understand. ”

Wu Heng has been through ups and downs all the way, and the disasters he has experienced far exceed those of his peers, and he knows better than anyone else in his heart that rushing out at this time is tantamount to looking for death.

Seeing the surprising forbearance, he was indifferent in the face of the provocation of the Ancient King and Lin Qing's Seven Realms army, Wang Yue sneered and said: "What Miss Weiwei said is right, the Seven Realms army is too strong, and it is not ashamed to be a turtle with a shrunken head." “

He is now agitating the general to be destroyed, so that he can take the initiative to rush out and fight the ancient king to the death, so that he can destroy the enemy without betraying the team and without breaking the oath of the Sun Clan.

Wang Yue's words can be said to be very harsh, like a needle that wants to pierce someone's heart.

Ran Wuheng was very rational, he glanced Wang Yue up and down and said: "If Brother Wang Yue is afraid of the army of the Seven Realms and wants to be this shrinking turtle, you can leave, I will fight Wang Chong to the death sooner or later anyway, it's just a matter of time." ”

Hearing this, Wang Yue's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help but think of his younger brother Wang Chong, how obscure and smart Wang Chong was, and finally died at the hands of annihilation, now it seems that extinction is really difficult to deal with, because this person's heart is like a mirror, what dignity, what arrogance, all will be suppressed by reason.

Wu Heng saw that Wang Yue was deflated and chose to remain silent, and he didn't say anything more.

If he was still seventeen or eighteen years old, he would definitely not be able to withstand the agitation at this time, and he would have rushed up, but now that he rushed up, he would face not only one Wang Chong, but the anger of the entire Seven Realms army, and many people would take the opportunity to escape in order to save their lives.

But if he waits for a full-scale war and everyone has already exchanged fire, then it will be different, no one can get out, and his situation will be relatively safe.

This principle is the same as when he threw out a secret map in the tomb of the ancient king, and it is necessary to give full play to the power of the masses.

"Isn't it here?" Chen Lin pouted, his voice was almost hoarse, but no one stood up on the main battlefield at all.

"A person who acts in a high-profile manner like Zhan should be arrogant, not afraid of heaven and earth, we are so provocative, we will definitely take the initiative to stand up and fight, maybe he is really not on the scene. "The students of the Seven Realms Immortal Academy analyzed.

The ancient king stood in front of the command hall of the battleship, his expression was disillusioned and silent, he swept the scene at a glance, whether he was destroyed or not, the monks of the Thousand Great Domains who were dormant in front of the holy mountain must be buried here.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the ancient king raised the sky and roared, like a heavenly thunder god drum, roaring in all directions, causing the mountains to tremble three times.

"Kill!"

The armies of the Seven Realms all followed the roar, and for a while, the war horses with red eyes and flames in the battlefield began to collapse, and the orcs with a height of 100 meters and a chain war hammer began to charge, and the 100,000 overall situation was clear, and the four big characters of "Seven Realms" were printed.

The black immortal energy, the fiery red sword light, and all kinds of magic weapons were pressed into pieces and turned into a rolling torrent, and it was necessary to completely set foot on the Eight Desolations with the Holy Mountain as the center.

"Buzz!"

The void was crushed by a purple gold boot, a boundless killing intent spread, terrifying, it was the ancient king who flew out of the battleship, his face was powerful, his sword eyebrows were like sharp blades, his inky abyss-like eyes were incomparable, and his figure didn't look very tall, but every step on the void was like an unstoppable emperor.

This person is dressed in dazzling purple, purple represents supremacy in ancient times!

He is king!

A king from the Ancients!

No one knew his name, and many elders in the Seven Realms called him the Ancient King.

The moment the ancient king appeared, the thousands of young talents of the Great Domain who were present all changed color, and that kind of aura was not at all something that the monks of the Immortal Realm could have, just like the Heavenly God Emperor came to the world, and a single look could shatter the Nine Heavens.

He held a scimitar with purple and gold light, the scimitar was sharp, and the fierce aura was monstrous, as his pupils locked on to the target, the scimitar trembled, and the boundless power of the ancient condensed in it.

"Poof"

The ancient king has not really killed yet, it is just a scimitar to condense the ancient power, and the target of the ancient king is the oppressed mouth spitting blood, the face is extremely frightened, and the whole person is prostrate on the ground, and there is no longer any fighting will.

"How could it be, it would ......" The Twin Star Cultivator who had cultivated to the Six Realms of Ascending Immortals was incredulous, he didn't dare to say that he had already regarded death as home, but he still had some courage, but before he could really fight with the ancient king, he had already knelt on the ground, and lost the confidence to continue fighting.

Could it be that the ancient king was really an ancient king, as the legend goes, and he was supreme?

"Nothing?" Looking at the scimitar in the Gu King's hand, Zi Tianwei muttered to himself, trembling with fright, and even his face turned a little pale, thinking that it was no wonder that the Gu King had such an oppressive force.

"What's wrong?" Wu Heng's expression was solemn.

Liu Luoxi asked, "What you said are ten murderous?"

"Not bad. Zi Tianwei nodded solemnly, felt his throat dry, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

"What does that scimitar have to do with the ten murderous ones?" everyone was puzzled.

Zi Tianwei said: " Ten fierce and unvainous can transform all things in the world, can be a person, can also be a giant beast, and can even become a stone, the ferocity of no delusion is afraid that it is more than Wu Zhuo, and will shoot and kill any living creature when it meets it, in the ancient times, the true immortals who were cut off were no less than ten, fortunately, because of the strange temperament of the innocent, he likes to stay in no man's land, so it is less than the sins committed by the other ten murderers, but for the world, it is definitely the most terrible of the ten murders, it does not need a reason, it kills when it sees people, and it can transform all things, it is impossible to prevent it at all, and when it meets, the monk has only a dead end。 ”

"Yes, that's what the record says. Xu Weiwei nodded, and the rest of the people also knew about it.

"That's what you know, but there's something you don't know. Zi Tianwei looked at Wu Heng and the others, and then said: "With the passing of the ancient and the coming of the end times, the ten fierce and innocent finally fell asleep, but do you know what the last life of the innocent became?"

A cold sweat broke out on Wu Heng's forehead and said, "Could it be that the last life of Wufu is to transform into the purple gold scimitar in the hands of the ancient king?"

"Yes, it is recorded in the secret book of the Immortal Clan that Wufu transformed into a scimitar in his last life, and later because of the rebuilding of the law and order, Wufu was sealed into the lost world. Zi Tianwei nodded.

"I see, no wonder the ancient king didn't make a move, the monk had already vomited blood and was about to die, he was facing not only the ancient king, but also the ten fierce ......"

The thirty-three people present, after hearing Zi Tianwei's story, all felt their scalps tingle, the ancient king was already very powerful, and his weapons could not be called weapons at all, but they were fierce!

"Although Wufu fell into a semi-deep sleep, it is still the Ten Murders, and it is the Ten Murderous Beings!" Zi Tianwei took a deep breath and finished telling everything he knew.

"Roar!"

At this time, a hoarse roar suddenly came out from the purple gold scimitar, as if an eternal demon god had been sealed in it, and he wanted to break free from the shackles.

With the roar of the ten fierce and unjustified, the ancient king showed an excited look on his face, and he waved the scimitar in his hand, and in an instant, the world was destroyed, and the eight desolations collapsed......