All the Terran monks felt a chill in their hearts, and then many shouted.

"It's nonsense, you weren't born back then, what could you sense?"

"Your father's tomb was taken over by the Emperor of the Beginningless, and you hold a grudge against him for slandering his supreme name. ”

"How could the Emperor of the Beginningless Emperor die, it was he who sent someone to kill the Valley of the Gods!"

The primeval tribes were all active, and many of them were excited and asked loudly.

"Your Highness, is this true?"

"Did beginninglessness really turn to ashes 80,000 years ago?"

There was a sudden chaos in the magnificent ancient hall, and many ancient beings were in a violent mood swing.

The Emperor nodded seriously and said, "That's right, everything I said is true, because I was too close to that platform back then, and I personally sensed all this!"

As soon as these words came out, Yaochi was completely chaotic, and many ancient clans couldn't help but laugh.

The Terrans, on the other hand, were gloomy and extremely worried.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the Yao Pond, and then it quickly spread in, and it was obvious that something big had happened.

"No Beginning...... The Beginningless Emperor...... It's alive!"

Some ancient beings were terrified, gasped for breath and entered the hall, saying such a shocking news.

"What happened?"

Even royal families like the Blood Phoenix Mountain and the Huolin Cave can't be transcendent, and for the first time, they change color and ask in person.

"The outside world has been in turmoil, and the Emperor of the Beginningless has been resurrected! The list of gods he refined has crossed the land of the Northern Regions, and thousands of golden rays of light shine on the world!"

An ancient scroll traversed the Northern Regions, illuminating the earth, and the light was psychic, as if it had illuminated the ancient and modern future!

It seems to be made of gold, and the whole body is brilliant and dazzling.

The eternal holy light that turned into a line, came from the middle region, crisscrossing the vast north, the speed exceeded people's imagination, and the brilliance flashed for thousands of miles, cutting through the world.

This is a miracle that traverses the three thousand worlds, penetrates the nine heavens, exudes immortal divinity, and coexists with heaven and earth, and competes with the sun and the moon.

"This is the breath of the Ancient Emperor!"

On the land of the Northern Regions, I don't know how many living beings were panicked, and they couldn't help but bow down.

"Amazing miracles, this is the manifestation of the gods!"

Many trembled, prostrated and bleeding, and knelt down with fear on their faces.

The immortal divine light runs through the northern region, and every trajectory is like a moat, cutting through the sky, and it is extremely brilliant, as if it has been up and down for 80,000 years.

The god list, branded with the mark of the Beginningless Emperor, seemed to turn into a golden hand, and swept across the heavens in this way, shocking the entire northern region.

"This is terrible, is there really a great emperor alive in the human race?"

In an ancient lair, a group of ancient creatures looked up at the sky with a panicked expression.

"It's too fast, it's an incomparable god qi, is it back to the era of prehistoric mythology?"

There is also a powerful presence in another ancient tribe.

This golden god list weighs tens of millions of lights, covering the nine heavens, and the trajectory is amazing, falling down the auspicious sky all over the sky, as if reversing time and returning to the primeval world.

Fengshen List, it is like a light of flying immortals, illuminating every inch of land in the northern region successively, as if someone has feathered flying immortals, which is amazing.

The forbidden places of the Divine Silkworm Ridge and the Primeval Lake were all illuminated, and there was no god mighty rumbling down, shaking these great clans that had been out of the ancient emperors.

"Phew!"

The ancient scrolls hunted, crossed the Huolin Cave, and the short stay, and the overwhelming chaotic qi under the mighty and mighty made this ancient royal family all terrified, and the thirteen ancient caves all rushed out of the majestic divine light.

"What is this, is it really a Terran Emperor manifesting?"

When the golden scroll was far away, the face of the ancient royal family of Huolin Cave was solemn, and they all looked at the sky.

Not long after, the Fengshen List entered the Seventeen Mountains of the Blood Phoenix, and the light of tens of millions of avenues fell down like this, flooding the mountains and ravines, making the royal family below tremble.

"Don't resurrect the ancient emperor soldiers, don't act rashly!"

An old ancestor king stared at the sky and ordered in a deep voice.

The god list was far away, and it didn't stay for too long, and it disappeared into the vast sky.

On this very day, all over the Northern Regions, the most powerful primeval royal families were terrified to the extreme, and it was difficult to be at peace, and a golden scroll crossed the sky and manifested above their clan.

In the vast land, I don't know how many Terran monks are worshipping and can't kneel for a long time, while the various tribes of the ancient tribe are panicked, and their hearts are full of fear.

In the Yao Pond, in the magnificent hall, when people learned everything about the outside world, they were all petrified, and then soon there was a lot of people.

"There must be some deception in this!"

The emperor gritted his teeth and whispered to himself.

But who would listen to him at this time, there was only one Yuan Gu beside him, and everyone else went to discuss countermeasures.

On the land of the Northern Regions, all the mortal monks were jubilant and boiling, and there was no more exciting news than this.

In the eyes of the primeval tribes, the human race is the meat of the chopping block, a group of lambs to the slaughter, but among them, a divine lion has been resurrected, which is a great change against the sky.

In the Yao Pond, the human race was confident in the face of all the races, and Ye Fan and they also breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the ancient hall, and walked on the shore of Xiushan Ming Lake.

The turmoil has stopped for the time being, and the primeval tribes seem to be much weaker.

But after all, it is just an illusion, because the real powerhouses of the primeval tribes have not yet appeared, and now these people who come are just small fish and shrimp, just the kings of the primeval clans.

Time is running out, when the Grand Gathering of All Races really opens, when those powerful primeval ancestors come, I am afraid that there will be a big chaos, or even a big disaster!

"Can't even the Emperor of the Beginningless Emperor's list of gods suppress them?"

Ye Fan and Duan De are gone, this is the most powerful backhand they can use in the near future, and there is no other way in a short time.

The Gu clan is not only known to the Emperor of the Heavenly Sect, there must be other people who know some secrets, otherwise it would never be possible to be so convinced that the Beginningless Emperor would have turned into ashes.

However, the Terrans themselves, except for Ye Fan and a few others, all believed that the Emperor of the Beginningless was still alive, and in the past few days, the Terrans in the Northern Regions were like boiling water, and there was a noise everywhere.

They didn't know that some ancient kings were sneering, and there were still a small number of people who were not suppressed, which was a big disaster.

The same is true in Yaochi, many sect leaders of the human race think that they have the initiative and have a great right to speak, but they don't know that there is an ancient king looking down on Senran.

"Boom!"

Finally, the time to come is still here, there is a powerful ancient king coming, the divine bell rings non-stop, and an overwhelming sage aura surging into Yaochi, without concealing it at all.

An ancient king with a dragon's head and a divine light strode in, and everywhere he passed, all living beings bowed uncontrollably.

This is the coercion of the saint level, and the ordinary monk can't bear it at all, so he walks straight towards the human group, and as a result, the popping sound is endless, and all of them are pressed to the ground by his breath.

The power of the saint is irresistible!

Apparently doing this on purpose, he strode forward and sneered:

"I heard that there is a saint in the human race, it's really rare, come and see it, let me see if it's worthy of the name!"

He stabbed big, with a hint of murderous intent, the powerful Ancient Ancestor King had just arrived, and he wanted to kill the holy shell of the saint-level desolate ancient holy body controlled by Ye Fan with blood.

The ancient tree is like a dragon, and its branches are vigorous, stretching to the sky, sprinkling the shade of the ground.

This ancient king dragon has a tall head, a majestic body, and a unique gift, looking tall and muscular, with a ring on the back of his head, which is dazzling.

Patches of Terrans and ancient creatures fell to their knees, their bodies like chaff, uncontrollable spasms, as if they were facing a god.

He has incomparable power, and the qi that naturally emits is unbearable, this is the coercion of the ancient saint level, standing there, kneeling all over the audience.

"Where is the saint, let him come to me. ”

His face was full of indifference, and he stood proudly in the center of the field with his hands behind his back, looking at Yaochi.

The ancient trees are swaying, the shadows of the trees are swaying, this place is very quiet, and there is still no one to answer, who dares to stand up for the Terran monks?

They don't have the strength to fight the saints.

At this moment, the ancient king's face was very cold, he glanced at everyone, and then unscrupulously, looked up to the sky and laughed.

"It's ridiculous to run away, hahaha...... Terrans, you are as cowardly as you used to be!"

He broke in alone, with a self-respecting spirit, squinting at everyone present, this oppressive aura made people's spirits crack.

The laughter was harsh, and all the human monks present changed color, which was a humiliation that amounted to a slap in the face.

Not far away, in the ancient wood forest, Ye Fan and the others all had ugly faces, this ancient king was too much, he couldn't wait to sacrifice the holy shell again.

The coercion of the Ancient Ancestor King was too strong, and now in the Yaochi Holy Land, the Old Holy Lord Tang Hui and the Young Emperor Yang Yu did not show up because they needed to protect the Yaochi Holy Land.

At this moment, only Ye Fan's Holy Shell had the power to fight.

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