Chapter 211: The Old Man (Chapter 2)
Are you okay? ”
Looking at Tang Tang, who had a strange face and stood motionless in place, Yun Yun couldn't help but ask out loud.
"It's okay, let's go back." With a faint reply, Tang Tang stepped out and disappeared in place in an instant.
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At the same time, Douluo Continent.
"Wow, this assessment is too difficult, how can this be done!" Xianyu shouted loudly.
"Phew, you're pretty good, I'm a real pervert, it's just killing people." Dongfeng said that there was no love anymore.
"This is just the assessment of the first-level god, compared to the assessment of the god king, it is not a grade at all." Xu Yucheng said lightly.
"I don't know how the boss is now!" Stone muttered.
"Don't worry, good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years, and someone of our captain's level will have to live for more than 100,000 years." Bai Li grinned.
"If you have this time to worry about this, worry about that, it's better to think more about how you should pass the assessment." Ye Xiaoxi walked past with a cold face.
"Hey, why are you like this!" Dongfeng was furious.
"Actually, in our group, she is the one who is most worried about the captain, but she has been keeping it in her heart and not saying it." Ye Lingling said lightly.
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A guqin is displayed horizontally in front, flowing with clear light, and the seven strings are undulating, like seven transparent dragons churning, singing out the laws of heaven and earth.
In the crystal rain of flowers, there was a towering figure, dressed in white, and the placket on his chest had already been stained red with blood.
At this time, he was calm, his heart was ethereal, and the whole person was immersed in some wonderful artistic conception.
Opposite him, there were more than a dozen powerful ancient kings, surrounding him.
"Let's go together, kill him, he's burning his own life, and he won't be able to last long." One of them shouted.
He opened his mouth and spit out a hanging heavenly river, which was an attack from the ancient mirror he held in his mouth, and with a powerful law power, he rushed straight towards the figure in the flower rain.
"Kill!"
The others struck together, and countless attacks were woven into a large net, enveloping the figure in the rain of flowers.
One after another, a brilliant light rose into the sky, and countless energy bursts out, all of which blasted towards the white-clothed man in the rain of flowers.
The flowers and rain surrounded him, and the god king Jiang Taixu looked calm, his hands kept plucking the strings, and the music of the gods continued to play.
The sound of the piano is loud, the space is turbulent, and it wants to break through the sky.
A brilliant divine brilliance rose into the sky, like a sky-breaking divine sword, penetrating the great net.
Seeing this, the faces of more than a dozen ancient kings changed greatly, what kind of strength is this!
"Don't worry, let's go together, he's already run out of gas." An ancient king roared.
In the rain of flowers, on Jiang Taixu's snow-white robe, blood dripped down, like a blooming plum blossom.
Beside him, a Terran monk frowned and was anxious.
If it goes on like this, no matter how powerful the God King is, I'm afraid he will hate him on the spot.
The sound of the piano is contending, and the law is flying.
The Queen of Blood and Electricity, who had been watching coldly, made a move.
The dragon spear in his hand rotated, and the blood-red red sky rose into the air, and the boundless divine flame burned the void, and the endless dao patterns flowed, turning into a peerless divine spear, and stabbed straight towards the white-clothed god king.
This shot was so fast, like lightning in the air, it streaked across the sky, and the speed was used to the extreme.
"The land of the Nine Secluded Places, the ups and downs of the underworld, the reincarnation of the afterlife." The Ancient Hades sealed his hands and cast a forbidden spell.
The desolate underworld emerged and was suppressed, this underworld was dim and black mist, and there was a yellow spring next to it that led to nowhere.
Falling flowers fluttered, constantly floating around the white-clothed god king, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth, dyeing the petals red.
Although he blocked the attacks of the Ancestral Kings on the opposite side, he also paid a great price and was seriously injured.
No matter how these people attacked, the white-clothed god king all resisted them one by one, and occasionally fought back, and there would definitely be an ancestral king who fell on the spot.
Although he coughed up blood constantly, he was immortal, and his calm and indifferent eyes seemed to be asking the many ancestors who besieged him.
Angry or not?
Dressed in white, surrounded by flowers and rain, sitting alone in the void, otherworldly.
One person faced countless strong people, although his breath was disordered, but no one dared to take a step close to him.
Such a majestic and peerless style.
There was silence between heaven and earth, and no one made a sound.
No one thought that the human race had only one saint, but it had withstood the attacks of dozens or hundreds of ancestors.
"It's really a generation, and it's a bit unexpected to resist the attacks of so many ancestral kings alone."
The words fell, and several figures descended.
The whole body was filled with gray mist, the breath was terrifying, and the power was terrifying.
On the Terran side, everyone's hearts are like ashes.
How can this be fought?
The white-clothed God King was already seriously injured and dying, and now there were so many strong people on the opposite side.
"Could it be that the heavens are going to exterminate my human race?" Countless Terrans lamented.
There are too many differences in strength, even if people want to fight, they are powerless to compete with them, which makes people feel powerless and inexplicably sad.
"It's really boring, the huge human race, is there only such a strong person who can still see it?" In the void, two figures appeared again.
They are shrouded in immeasurable light, and every pore is shining, making it impossible to look at them directly.
At the end of the sky, nine terrifying ancient beasts ran over, and their might was terrifying.
Behind them, an ancient chariot was pulled, and when it trampled on the void, it was like a war drum beating through the sky.
A terrifying figure stepped out of the chariot, misty and confused, only a pair of cyan eyes were exposed, and it was breathtaking.
"Terran, from today onwards, declare that you belong to my ancient race, otherwise, next year today will be the death day of your entire race." An ancient king who exuded a terrifying aura spoke.
"This ......"
"Is this the end of the fate of my human race?"
"Belong to the ancient clan, swear to death and can't obey your fate!"
"Yes, forgive me!"
"Today, you destroy our human race, and when the emperor returns, he will avenge us."
"That's right, the Emperor will avenge us."
The crowd shouted.
"Hehe, now is the era of the end of the law, not to mention the emperor, even if you are a saint, you human race is only one person." Hearing this, the ancient kings couldn't help but laugh.
As soon as the words fell, one after another divine sounds suddenly sounded from heaven and earth.
The bright sky suddenly darkened, and golden void divine thunder continued to fall, like an apocalyptic scene.
"What's going on?"
"What happened?"
"Could it be that some terrible treasure has been born?"
The ancient kings were talking.
Before everyone could react, the dim and gloomy sky was suddenly illuminated by endless golden light.
People looked up one after another, only to see, I don't know when, a sun exuding endless divine brilliance was slowly falling from the sky.
When the sun came closer, everyone was stunned to realize that the so-called sun was just a brilliant golden light emitted around the body of a human race.
Holding a golden long sword in his hand, his long golden hair hung down to his waist, and the six pairs of golden wings behind him trembled slightly.