Several Saint Lord-level figures had heavy expressions and spoke separately.

"This spear must have pierced through the body of the world's character, staining the murderer with blood, leaving behind the supreme killing machine of the earth-shattering blow in the past!"

Will the goddess in the stone be born with a peerless fierce soldier?

When the thought of this question made many people tremble, endless fear enveloped their hearts, and people trembled and retreated.

What kind of blood has the almost decaying spear been soaked in? Endless years have passed, and there is such a shuddering killing intent.

"What kind of source is this, silver, like starlight, like moonlight?" Some of the older figures were surprised.

"Cut out, a goddess, sure enough, there is a goddess inside!" A lot of people were shocked.

"The primeval king, must be the primeval king!" The Supreme Elders of the Holy Land were shocked.

In the crystalline source stone formed by the moon, there is a pretty face that is about to burst very quietly, as if it is asleep, motionless.

The purple hair is soft and shiny, blocking half of the fairy face, but it is difficult to hide her stunning beauty, and her skin is exceptionally crystal clear and fair.

It seems to be carved from mutton fat jade, not like flesh and blood, giving people a very dreamlike feeling, making people think that this is a masterpiece of God, not flesh and blood.

Everyone was stunned, making sure that this was not an illusion, and that the goddess was really cut out!

Like a strange source species tempered by the stars, the divine power emitted dilutes the murderous aura of the blood-colored spear, making people feel a kind of Shutai qi.

"This ...... Is it true, how do I feel so unreal?! ”

"A living maiden, an ancient king!"

It is definitely the king of the primeval world, because in that era, there were almost no creatures that were exactly the same as the human race, but some of them must be royal families, and in the early era, once the appearance of a human appeared, they must have become a royal family.

Everyone noticed that this peerless immortal face was not very old, and even looked a little young, not more than twenty years old.

Was it that she was armed with a peerless war spear and slain an unimaginable supreme being?

Once I think of this problem, everyone's hearts are trembling, the girl seems to be peaceful and quiet, but it is not necessarily her real age and state, maybe she will be the peerless king.

"Boom!!"

The earth-shattering killing intent was like a tide rising and falling, and the people present were like falling into purgatory, and after the almost rotten war spear was exposed, many people couldn't bear it.

It is like the birth of a peerless demon lord who swallows mountains and rivers, this is a kind of deterrence from the soul, mighty, as if it is surging from the Nine Heavens and the Nine Shadows at the same time!

"Poof!!"

Many people couldn't bear it, the killing intent invaded their bones, and they fell to the ground softly, and they were terrified to the extreme, and they shouted out.

The peerless fierce soldier is immortal, but the killing intent is not extinguished!

"Hurry back!"

Many of the monks trembled and feared, and retreated, and many of the older figures were hairy and their hairs stood on end.

Everyone present was a little dumbfounded, even many Saint Lord-level characters couldn't help but throb in their hearts and wanted to retreat, but Ye Tianxiu was motionless, and the dragon pattern black gold sword in his hand was still cut, and it was not affected by the primordial breath at all.

"Oh my God, this guy is too bold, the Holy Lord has retreated, and he turned a blind eye?"

"This is really a man..."Many saints from other holy places couldn't help but be captured.

At this time, people were keenly aware that something was wrong, and the rusty war spear did not seem to be held by the girl in her hand.

"No, it's not at all, it doesn't seem to be a goddess's weapon."

"The primeval king seems to have been pierced by peerless fierce soldiers!"

…… People were surprised to discover this fact, it looked like a young girl's spear, but it was definitely not the case, the ancient spear seemed to pass through her chest and nail her!

"Smack!"

With the last soft sound, hundreds of catties of stones all fell, and the treasures contained in them were revealed.

It was a strange source nearly two meters high, it hung in mid-air, it did not sink, it had the characteristics of a divine source, and the holy power flowed.

Inside it was sealed with a purple-haired girl, with a peerless fairy face, motionless, seemingly asleep, but everyone let out a sigh.

A peerless divine spear passed through Qiyuan, revealing a blade that nailed the girl and pierced her heart.

No one thought that it would be such a result, an ancient king was killed like this, it was really shocking!

It is difficult for people to know how powerful the primeval king was, and some people speculate that he is comparable to the Great Emperor, invincible in heaven and earth.

Time is too long, even if it is the Holy Land, it is impossible to fight with the primeval race, because there is an era in between, and there is a vacuum.

No one can say what their strength is, and how appalling it has reached, and no one can go back to the primeval times to verify.

"Why was the primeval king, who could make the heavens and the earth tremble, pierced?!"

"Why was an invincible existence in the sky and on the ground nailed to death by a peerless murderer?!"

Even the Red Dragon Dao people and those big figures of the Great Xia Dynasty were stunned and surprised.

Everyone was horrified in their hearts, and they watched from a distance, otherwise they couldn't bear the killing intent, the spear was terrifying, and the oppression came, and everyone almost fell to the ground.

"Woo ......"

The golden elf suddenly broke free of Ye Tianxiu's big hand and rushed out, crying extremely sadly, almost fainting, tremblingly stretching out his little golden paws, stroking the girl's cheek over and over again, and the immature cry was sad to hear.

It seemed to repeat a syllable, a primeval voice that no one could understand, but one speculated that it might be the girl's name.

The golden elf cried and muttered the name over and over again, tears streaming down their faces.

(End of chapter)