A turtle with an unsightly appearance actually blew up an ancestor king of the mighty Wan clan, slapped the face of the ancient clan fiercely, and the human race also spit out a sigh of resentment.

The faces of the three great sages remained unchanged, and they looked at all this indifferently. There was no need for them to remind them, another ancestor king of the ancient clan rushed into the ancient battlefield.

"Black King Eight is killed!"

This ancient king has purple hair and green eyes, very bewitching, although he is not from the primeval royal family, but in the cruel primeval period, he cultivated to the realm of a saint alone, and the combat power of the purple-haired ancient king is stronger than that of ordinary ancestral kings.

"Tremble, tremble!"

The Xuanwu Saint and the Purple-haired Ancient King all broke out, and the Purple-haired Ancestor King's immeasurable law turned into several divine chains, like whips and ropes, weird and changeable, and entangled the Xuanwu Saint several times.

This is a great enemy, and the Xuanwu Saint no longer cares as little as before, and the Overlord Divine Fist has been exerted to the extreme by it, like a god of war.

"Boom," the divine chain struck on the tortoise shell, and the Xuanwu saint stumbled and cut off a divine chain with his backhand.

At this moment, it completely exploded, and the two old fists shattered the vacuum, and it punched one hundred and eight punches in one go, destroying all obstacles.

Several divine chains kept whipping on the tortoise shell, and several cracks appeared in the mysterious and simple tortoise shell. The purple-haired ancestor king was also hit by countless fist shadows, almost shattered to pieces, and his true body was constantly reorganized, and it was shattered again and again.

"Boom!" In the end, the entire ancient battlefield was sublimated, and in the endless divine light, the Xuanwu Saint was severely damaged, and it was difficult to recover in a short time, but after all, the purple-haired ancient king was bombarded and killed.

The three Great Sages of the Ancient Clan finally glanced at this black turtle at this moment, and their faces were a little cold. The ancient clan lost two battles and two defeats, but they were still defeated in the hands of a turtle, and their faces were lost.

The Xuanwu Sage fell to the ground and struggled to get up, obviously unable to fight again.

Before the next ancestor king entered the ancient battlefield, Gu Tianshu took the Xuanwu sage out and said to the ancient sage: "The Xuanwu sage is unable to fight again, so he automatically admits defeat, and the human race replaces and fights again." ”

The Great Sage of Hun Tuo had no objections, but Qianlun and Kun Zhou had a bad face, but Gu Tianshu had already brought people out, so they could only snort coldly.

The old immortal stepped into the ancient battlefield in two steps, and said: "This battle will come from the old man, I have lived for so long, and I don't know if I will really die here today." ”

An ancestor king with terrifying strength said coldly: "I hope you are stronger than that turtle, otherwise prepare the coffin!"

The Gu clan has already lost two games in a row, and if they lose one more game, the face of the Wan clan will really be ruined.

The ancestors all felt a trace of heavy pressure on their bodies, this was not psychological pressure, but from the three great saints above! The ancestors were terrified in their hearts, and it was not until a powerful saint king came out to fight that the coercion disappeared.

The Tai Hades Ancestor King, the strongest man of the Fallen Feather Clan, and the strong Sage King, were famous in the primeval years, and they were all killed.

He was like an evil god who had broken through the prison of the underworld, driving the monstrous demonic energy, and a pair of bat wings were as black as ink.

Oh, just one glance, it shocked the old immortal's heart, this is an unprecedented enemy, a little bit of difference, he will be buried here.

The Tai Hades Ancestor didn't put the old immortal in his eyes at all, he said: "The saint of the human race, is this like this? It's not even as good as a turtle, it's really as weak as ever......"

The faces of countless human races in Yao Chi turned red, and they had already learned the identity of the Tai Ying Ancestor from the mouth of the ancient clan, and they were very worried about the safety of the old immortals.

The number of Terran saints is limited, and every strong person is a hope of the Terran race, and now there are only seven of the eight saints of the Terran Race, while the ancient clan still has fifty-three ancestral kings. In other words, each person must defeat the eight ancestral kings, which is simply impossible.

The words of the Tai Ming Ancestor King raised the morale of the ancient clan again, and the human race can only defeat the weak Gu King, in front of a strong man like the Tai Ying Ancestor King, it is still the same as an ant.

The old immortal did not reply, but waited for the Tai Hades Ancestor King to make a move.

"Heh," the Immortal Ancestor King chuckled, and a demonic hand pointed at the old immortal, bouncing it out. The difference in strength is too big, and it is difficult for the old immortal to catch even a move from the Tai Hades Ancestor King.

"Fight to the death!" Old Immortal rushed forward, all kinds of laws and divine powers surrounded him, and his fighting spirit was high, but he was slapped out of the air, spitting blood from his mouth, and his injuries were not light. The strength of the Tai Ying Ancestor is far superior to that of the old immortal, and all of his actions are to humiliate the human race.

There was an uproar in the Yao Pond, and a sad breath rose in the Yao Pond, and the little bandits' eyes were red, eager to turn into a killing god, enter the ancient battlefield, and rescue the old immortal.

"Don't be impulsive!" the old blind man nailed the people here, he had cut down the road not long ago, and the little bandits could not escape his control.

In a hidden place, Guan Xiao had already prepared the Immortal Flying Knife, even if he offended the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan, he would save the old immortal.

The Tai Hades Ancestor looked down on the old immortal, very arrogant, he had been humiliating the human race in his mouth, but he was not in a hurry to kill the human saint, so that the human race present was eager to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.

"Hehe, it's really weak, killing you will dirty my hands, the human race will send the next saint to die!" "The Tai Ming Ancestor King stepped on it, and wanted to trample the old immortal into a pulp, and in the moment of life and death, countless people closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see this scene, but there was a terrifying extreme coercion that erupted, and the Tai Ying Ancestor King flew out.

The ancient sage roared: "What's the matter, is it Yao Chi who moved the West Emperor Pagoda to help the Terran sage?"

A large area of the divine mountain in Yao Chi collapsed, and it could not withstand the wrath of dozens of ancestral kings.

Just when the West Emperor Pagoda was about to recover, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, it's the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar!"

I saw that in the ancient battlefield, the old immortal held the body of the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar, very majestic and solemn, the endless divine power in his body was submerged in this half of the imperial soldiers, and the extreme aura made the entire ancient battlefield have been affected, but fortunately, the West Emperor Tower fixed this small world in time to avoid accidents.

"Boom!" The Tai Hades Ancestor King was once again blasted out by the Sky Devouring Demon Jar, very embarrassed, even if he tried his best, he couldn't help the Extreme Dao Demon Jar for half a point.

Above Yao Chi, Kun Zhou's face finally changed, and there was a wave of anger in his words: "Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers, you are really willing, don't you have ancient Emperor soldiers in my ancient clan?"

Seeing that the life of the Taiying Ancestor was dying, and the two great sages of the human race were in front again, Qianlun said angrily: "If you don't stop, I can only ask for the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell!"

"Since that's the case, then so be it!" "The Tai Ying Ancestor King was not able to fight again in a short period of time, in order to avoid angering the Great Sage of the Gu Clan, Gu Tianshu Transmission People did not die and stopped, which left the Tai Ying Ancestor King with his life.

Hun Tuo was also a little displeased, he said: "I admit that the human race has produced many great emperors, and it is indeed extraordinary. But if you want to compare the Extreme Dao weapon, my ancient race is no less than the human race, and I am afraid that the Big Dipper will be sunk at that time, and Daoist friends should not use the Extreme Dao weapon to destroy the harmony of all races. ”

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