As the 300,000 jin of Heavenly Spirit Liquid volatilized and filled the center of the 100,000 li altar, those ancient saints of the human race who were sleeping in the dark were guided by this power and gradually woke up from their eternal sleep!

"Wake up!"

Stepping on the ground with his right foot, Wang Mu shouted loudly, and this foot shook the ground for 100,000 miles, and a pillar of red light mixed with golden flames fell from the sky!

The ancient saint of the human race - the eight-armed ape king!

The crimson hair around his body fluttered in the wind, and he was huge and burly, like a giant ape walking on land, and walked out of the pillar of light with roaring steps.

The eight-armed legs are covered with thick ape hair, and the chest is indeed smooth, and the muscles that rise up exude a sense of explosive power!

"Aang!"

Eight arms dance wildly, roaring in the sky!

The terrifying wild breath rolled up a riotous tornado, and it was vented to the eight fields around!

"The Ape King!"

After the wanton long venting, the huge size of the eight-armed ape king began to gradually shrink, turning into a sturdy man with open breasts and long red hair dancing high.

Seeing that the first revived ancient saint was the eight-armed ape king, a smile rose at the corner of the Youling King's mouth.

There are twenty-seven ancient saints of the human race, among which nine Si Shan are recruited and killed, and they are known as the nine kings!

The King of Ghost is the King of Assassination, and the King of the Eight Armed Ape is the King of Death Battles!

The last time the eight-armed ape king fell asleep, he fought to the death against five alien ancient saints with his own strength, and after eighteen years of fighting, he successfully tore the two alien ancient saints apart, and then died of exhaustion!

Although the eight-armed ape king's cultivation combat power is slightly inferior to Wang Mu's, his deterrent power against foreign races is even higher than that of Wang Mu.

After all, once the eight-armed ape king makes a move, he will divide life and death, even if you escape back to the lair, he will wander and squat outside, and fight to the death, which means that you will not die!

Also as one of the nine kings, the relationship between the King of Youling and the King of the Eight Arms is also very good, so seeing the King of the Eight Arms revival, the King of the King of Youling showed a smile.

Hearing the King of Youling greet him, the Ape King grinned, first nodded towards Wang Mu, and then strode towards the King of Youling.

"Come again!"

After reviving the eight-armed ape king, Wang Mu did not stop at all, and once again awakened another ancient saint!

Lang Jun~

The miserable white fog suddenly appeared, and a break made people chill down the spine, as if the piercing singing voice of steel needles appeared like a flowing stream.

Hearing this gloomy singing, the faces of the ancient saints of the human race present changed except for Wang Mu, and they obviously had a bad impression of this revived ancient saint.

"The slave family is sleeping lightly, what is it that disturbs people's dreams~"

Dressed in a red makeup and charming robe, she showed her delicate figure vividly and vividly, holding a semi-circular jade fan in her hand, showing her face with duck eggs, handsome eyes and eyebrows, black hair like a waterfall, and the half face covered by the jade fan is also full of charm.

"Ghost woman, long time no see. ”

Seeing that the miserable white fog was getting heavier and heavier, Wang Mu opened his mouth, and the roaring sound of the iron horse suddenly dispersed most of the dense fog.

"yes, it's been a long time. ”

Putting down the jade fan that covered half of her face, this ancient saint who was made a ghost woman by Wang Mu has exquisite facial features that are unbelievably beautiful, but the white and stiff makeup on her face makes everyone who sees her face feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"Collect the supernatural powers, wake you up this time, the stakes are very high, don't mess around. ”

No matter how you say it, they are among the most powerful of the ancient saints of the human race, Wang Mu's serious tone made the ghost woman obey, put away the thick fog and walked to the side of the Youling King.

Seeing the ghost woman coming over, the King of Youling and Hua Wuchang subconsciously moved to the side, only the eight-armed ape king was not afraid of the ghost woman's yin qi, and stood in place by himself.

A look awakened the two ancient saints, and a trace of fatigue appeared in the eyes of Wang Mu, who was already seriously injured.

Laugh at!

The nine-colored brilliance that flowed in the mist turned into countless mysterious patterns in an instant, and then evolved into a great array of endless divine power.

When this little old man wearing a black and gray cloth vest, no more than one meter three tall, with a black felt hat and hands behind his back, walked out of the light of recovery.

Even several ancient saints, including Wang Mu, all had straight faces, and strode up to greet the little old man with a stiff figure, and greeted him sincerely: "Mr. Yuan." ”

The little old man with a tuft of gray beard on his chin, who was called Mr. Yuan by the saints, raised his eyes to look at the few ancient saints in front of him, and his eyes moved slightly: "I've woken up so much, it seems that something has happened a lot." ”

"Yes, Mr. Yuan. ”

Looking at the little old man in front of him up to his knees, Wang Mu's eyes were full of respect.

Because this little old man who is not amazing in appearance and is still a little poorly dressed is the Wuji King, the head of the Nine Kings of the Human Race-Yuan Wuji!

As an existence specializing in the formation path among the ancient saints of the human race, Yuan Wuji's role can almost be one to ten, and all kinds of attack and defense auxiliary arrays are in Yuan Wuji's hands, almost as easy as a child's painting.

As long as Yuan Wuji is here, the siege of the Hundred Kings Tower by the Ten Saints of the alien race like the last time will not happen at all, because Yuan Wuji can easily lay down countless defensive arrays, and the speed at which the alien races break through the large array may not be able to catch up with Yuan Wuji's formation speed.

It can be said that Yuan Wouji's recovery is like an unshakable solid barrier raised on the side of the human race.

Even the last time Yuan Wouji was killed, it was because of the tricks of the alien race, which caused him to fall into the siege of thirteen ancient saints of the alien race, and under this level of siege, he persisted for a year before he died.

Nodding, Yuan Wuji glanced at the 100,000 li dao pattern under his feet, slowly raised his toes and kicked on the ground, and the complicated and obscure dao patterns on the ground immediately changed in 17,650 places.

"Go, I've connected your consumption to them. ”

With a single kick, he quietly changed the 100,000-mile Dao pattern, and the strength displayed by Yuan Wuji was indeed worthy of the respect of Wang Mu and the others.

After Yuan Wuji connected the consumption of the revival ritual to the bodies of the four Youling Kings, Wang Mu suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The number of Great Dao Formations that needed to be used in the revival ritual was huge, and if it weren't for Yuan Wuji's awakening and action, relying on Wang Mu and a few people to modify it, I am afraid it would take hundreds of years to draw.

The consumption was shared, and Wang Mu directly revived the three ancient saints without stopping.

They are: Peach Blossom Medicine God Jiang Guliu, Quicksand True Monarch Ni Qingsi and Army King Pang Cang!

Among the three ancient saints, the Peach Blossom Medicine God is the ancient saint of the medicine path, the magic hand rejuvenates, and poisons the world only in a single thought, with his existence, the death rate of the ancient saints of the human race will drop a lot.

Quicksand True Monarch Ni Qingsi is also a female ancient saint, with average appearance, but outstanding temperament, and very good combat power.

And the last ancient saint army king, Pang Cang......

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