The joy of the past few days was all washed away, and there was an air of despair in the Terrans. More than fifty are ancient kings, and they are enough to sweep a star field in the boundless universe. There are only a few saints in the human race, and there is no possibility of victory at all.

Ye Fan frowned, and sighed: "It would be good if the crazy old man was still there, he is the senior brother of the senior of Wei, he has cultivated to the sky, and his combat power is unparalleled, and the great sage of the ancient clan can't please him in front of him." ”

"After all, each family has its own little calculations, and the major holy places have the background to fight against the saints, but they are indifferent at this time, and even the demon clan is not as good. Guan Xiao has a sadness in his heart, this may also be the inferior nature of the human race.

In comparison, although the demon clan and the barbarian clan seem to be closed, they can go all out at critical moments, and even bring the strongest heritage in the clan, which is the true temperament and true deeds.

The little bandits were indignant: "These people are really selfish, don't the Gu clan want territory, then give it to them, anyway, it is the major holy lands that will be damaged in the end, so that they will pay the price for their inaction......"

Guan Xiao and the others did not hide their voices when they said this, and they were naturally listened to by others. The major forces were aggrieved for a while, but they couldn't find a reason to refute it at all, so they could only stay away from here, out of sight and out of mind.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi was a little embarrassed and explained: "Ye Daoyou, Guan Daoyou, this matter is not as simple as you think, if the human race is really invincible, I believe no one will be indifferent." ”

Guan Xiao did not answer, the most important purpose of the sleeping background of the major forces is only so that the major forces will not be destroyed. If the Gu Clan had not directly targeted these forces and threatened them, the essence of the Holy Land would not have been born at all. To put it bluntly, the Holy Lords of the major holy lands couldn't order these sleeping ancestors at all.

Among the more than 50 ancestral kings, the fourteen saint kings and the three great saints were the most tricky. Guan Xiao was thinking about one thing, if he could kill a great sage first with the Immortal Killing Gourd, maybe things would be much easier.

However, Guan Xiao is not even one ten-thousandth sure of this matter, after all, his realm is too low, if he is replaced by a saint king holding an immortal gourd, it is possible to kill the great sage.

Fortunately, the human race has a hole card unknown to the ancient clan - the ruthless fairy, which makes Guan Xiao feel a little at ease.

After a while, the Terran Sage finally came to a conclusion and agreed to the request of the Ancient Clan's Hun Tuo Great Sage.

This is simply something that cannot be helped, if the other party swarms up, unless the Great Emperor appears, no one can stop the fifty ancestral kings.

The weak race has no diplomacy, and in front of the strong and powerful ancient race, the human race took over this unequal wheel war:

Each time the two sides sent a saint to fight a battle of life and death, the losing side continued to send people until one of the human and ancient tribes admitted defeat, or all of them died in battle.

This is very detrimental to the Terran saints, but it is better than the other party swarming up. Therefore, none of the Terran saints spoke out against it, and since they had come here, they had long forgotten about life and death.

There is an ancient battlefield in Yaochi, which is a small world that was once opened up by the Western Emperor and specially opened up for the competition of saints. When the ancient battlefield opened, the Terran monks cried, and no one wanted to see the Terran powerhouse go to death like this.

The faces of the ancient clan monks were very exciting, and they were all stunned by the strength revealed by the human race, no wonder the eight tribes of the Immortal Emperor had no achievements, but suffered countless casualties, it was really too deep hidden by the human race.

They are a little afraid, especially the several royal clans that have been invited by the emperor, if they have made any changes before, I am afraid that they have been wiped out at this moment.

But at this moment, the ancient clan has no worries, no matter how strong the human race is, can it still be stronger than the union of all races? Now that all the races have united to put pressure on the human race, the two demon races are fortunate not to be wiped out.

Those ancient people whose ideas are still stuck in the primeval period are excited. Today's battle can at least wipe out most of the combat power of the Terrans, and from now on, the Terrans don't have to worry!

An ancestor king of Yinlongchuan took the lead in stepping into the ancient battlefield, swept over the Terran saints with cold eyes, and said, "I haven't drunk the blood of the Terran saints for too long, I don't know if it's as delicious as back then... Which of you is going to die?"

"I'll kill you!" the barbarian Xuanwu Holy Turtle spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

Although the Xuanwu Sage is a demon in his body, he grew up among the barbarians, and this time he also represents the human race. He stood up without hurry, carrying a black cauldron on his back, and walked slowly towards the ancient battlefield, his own expression was very serious, but his movements were very funny, which made many ancestors scoff.

"The Terrans are really bold enough to send a turtle on the field. One of the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest was disdainful of it, and many of the ancestors nodded in agreement.

The Ancestor of the Blood Phoenix Mountain said sarcastically: "It's good to live a little longer, it's not necessarily that the Terran Saint regrets it, don't you see that this turtle walks so slowly, isn't it just to delay time?"

The eyes of the Terran monks showed a look of resentment, but they were also a little speechless in their hearts, this turtle master was so slow, didn't he be a live target for people? When he entered the Yao Pond before, why was his ability to shrink the ground into inches missing, could it be that he was confusing the enemy?

No matter what sarcasm and provocation, the Xuanwu Sage turned a deaf ear, turned a blind eye, moved forward step by step, and walked outside the ancient battlefield after half an hour.

The ancestor of the Hidden Dragon River had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and the Xuanwu Saint had just stepped into the ancient battlefield, and his killing move came immediately.

The Hidden Dragon Chuan Ancestor King singled out his hand to the sky, and the purple giant fell, wanting to suppress the Xuanwu Sage.

"Ah~"

A pair of black divine fists blasted out, and the right arm of the Hidden Dragon River Ancestor King was broken, and a miserable scream came out of his mouth, and he was smashed out by the small fists of the Xuanwu Saint.

The Xuanwu Sage stretched out an index finger and despised the Ancestor King of Yinlongchuan, and then reprimanded: "The creatures of the ancient clan are all uncivilized brute beasts, and today this Xuanwu came to hand you over what is the way of etiquette." ”

Outside the ancient battlefield, the faces of the saints of the human race remained unchanged, but some of the ancestors of the ancient clan felt that things were beyond their expectations, and this turtle made them a little unable to see through.

The face of the Ancestor of Yinlongchuan was hideous, and today he lost face in front of many fellow Daoists, it was really a great shame, and he roared angrily, and the Great Dao God sacrificed and rushed forward.

"The first lesson of the Xuanwu sage, you must understand etiquette as a person, and you must not be polite when you come!" The Xuanwu sage looked serious, a big black paw reached forward, and slapped the ancestor king of Yinlongchuan over, and said: "Remember to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is Xuanwu, the great Xuanwu!"

"Poof," the Ancestor King of Yinlongchuan vomited blood, and he didn't know if he was injured or angry. He roared angrily, and the endless divine power in his body surged, plundering the vitality of heaven and earth, and forging an immortal divine wheel to destroy the Xuanwu Saint.

"Overlord Divine Fist, one punch shatters Yue!" The Xuanwu Saint stepped on the ground with both feet, and his half-squatting body blasted out a punch, the ancient battlefield was slightly shocked, the Divine Wheel exploded, and half of the Hidden Dragon Chuan Ancestor King was injured, and the white bones were forested, and the holy blood poured a large area of red land.

A pair of tortoise shells were lifted out, rolled on the ground a few times, the head of the Xuanwu Sage True Dragon poked out, and then slowly stood up, the black tortoise shell protected it well, and did not suffer any injuries.

The Terran monks all showed embarrassed expressions on their faces, although this turtle saint was very strong, but it was too funny, if it wasn't for the fact that he was very serious at the moment, everyone might have laughed.

"Wang Baquan...... I was fucking defeated by Wang Ba's fist!" "The Hidden Dragon Chuan Ancestor King's injuries continued to recover, his face was pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"I don't have a long memory, I have said that you must be polite, ignorant ancient creatures!" the Xuanwu Holy Spirit stood upright and rushed forward, and the two old black fists moved in wheels, like two small grinding discs.

"The second lesson of the Xuanwu Sage, convince people with force, and if the opponent is not satisfied, he will subdue it!"

The power of the Overlord Divine Fist is amazing, it is a unique science created by the Xuanwu Sage, and its two black fists are densely covered with various divine rules, containing the true meaning of the Great Dao, and the power is infinite.

The two saints fought together again, the overlord divine fist was a mess, the two old fists shattered the vacuum, the Xuanwu saint punched one hundred and eight punches in one go, and a piece of fist shadow fell on the body of the ancestor king of the Hidden Dragon River.

"The third lesson of the Xuanwu Sage, the way of the king———— what is the royal way, the opponent is not satisfied, so he will run over him;

Not far away, the body of the ancient king of the Hidden Dragon River was disintegrating, leaving indelible black marks on both flesh and blood.

Especially on its face, there are more than a dozen lines, all of which are jet black, resembling small turtles, which are left by fist marks. This is engraved with great mana, and it is indelible.

"Ah~"

The Ancestor King of Yinlongchuan almost collapsed, and kept roaring, which made the Xuanwu Sage a little displeased, it stretched out its turtle claws and pointed at the country, and said: "Quickly say that you are wrong, and then get out of Yaochi, and I will spare you." ”

"Poof~" Everyone in the Yao Pond couldn't hold back their laughter anymore. The Xuanwu sage is so funny, not to mention the human race, even the people of the ancient race can't hold it back, especially the silkworm princess who smiled the brightest, and even attracted the attention of the ancient sage.

The saints of the ancient clan were a little restless, this turtle was indeed not ordinary, and it was a little outrageous.

The Ancestor King of Yinlongchuan was defeated several times, but he failed to hurt the Xuanwu Sage. In the face of life, all face is empty, it is really afraid of this turtle, and fled outside the ancient battlefield.

The Great Sage of the two sides had an agreement that as long as it could escape from the ancient battlefield, even if it lost, it could save its life in the hands of this turtle.

"Remember that there are no three halls of this lord, and if you don't obey, you can also engrave your original spirit. "The Xuanwu Saint chased and killed in the back, and he was serious, but he didn't want to let go of the Ancient Saint at all.

All the saints of the ancient clan looked at all this with a heavy face, and an ancestor was humiliated by a turtle, which was a great shame at all. But the Great Sage has already set the rules, and no one dares to violate them, so they can only watch all this with grievance.

The human monk's heart was very happy, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl, and the arrogant ancestor was beaten by a "turtle" and scurried around, which was too relieved.

Finally, in a bright light, a pair of black old fists blasted through the divine wheel and killed the Hidden Dragon Chuan Ancestor King Yuanshen.

Blood rained in the void, and then turned into red light and burned, and a generation of ancestors fell!