In the Yao Pond, the falling flowers are colorful, in an ancient forest, there are constantly crystal petals falling, Ye Fan toasted to the barbarian patriarch and the old barbarian king, expressing his gratitude.

In the Pure Land, many people are drinking, and the invincible dragon-headed ancient king was crippled by a turtle and then abolished, which makes people feel very relieved.

The sound of the piano is dingdong, in the ancient woods, on the shore of Minghu Lake, the light is swirling, the mist is steaming, and hundreds of birds are coming, and it is peaceful.

The primeval tribes had gloomy faces, and an ancient king was killed in public, which made them feel like a big stone in their hearts, and they were very uncomfortable.

The convention is finally about to begin, and tomorrow morning will be the first day, but everything is so calm that many people feel uneasy.

Finally, when the red sun was falling in the west, the breath of the star field being reversed came from outside the Pure Land, and no one came in, but everyone was terrified.

The ancient saints are overwhelming!

"When ......"

The divine bell is long, ringing for a long time, and there is a supreme big man coming, and everyone has to go to greet it.

On the horizon, several figures walked slowly, all tall and majestic, like a few magic mountains, about to collapse the eternal blue sky.

They walked very slowly, but they were quite intimidating, each one seemed to have gone through immeasurable tribulations, and their bodies were combined with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, blending into the Dao Rules.

Seven people!

There are seven Ancient Saint-level existences!

They came together, walked together, so that the earth was about to sink, and all kinds of light fell from the sky, and the heavenly sounds were endless, as if they were singing for them.

This is the vision produced by the seven ancient saint-level powerhouses, recognized by heaven and earth, and all kinds of auspicious fortunes have been sent down for them, and each of them has a unique divine rule.

Seven ancient saints, such a powerhouse appeared at the same time, and just thinking about it made people shudder.

On the horizon, overwhelmed by a blazing light, seven tall figures walked up, each of them dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.

All living beings trembled and were in awe, this is a saint-level existence, and it takes a lifetime to look up.

The eyes of all the Terran monks were hot, how good it would be if this was a saint of the Terran race, there were seven of them, how shocking they were to appear like this!

However, as the footsteps approached, all the human monks poured cold water on their heads, and each saint had a different appearance, with obvious ancient characteristics.

Although he had a premonition, he couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed, how could the human race come to seven ancient saints at once and shock all races.

Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness, how could such ancient ministries contend with each other, and all of a sudden they joined forces to come to such ancient kings, and the people who were pressed were suffocated.

The patron saint of the barbarian race, Xuanwu, is indeed very strong, but it is difficult to support it alone, but the primeval tribes have come so much, and this is not all, it is too different.

At this time, there was a quiet outside the Yao Pond, there was no life, there was no sound, and no one could speak.

If it weren't for the fact that many people firmly believe that the Emperor of the Beginning is still alive, this would definitely be a hopeless world, and there is simply no hope at all.

It is difficult for the human race to find a saint, but there is a group of ancestral kings in the primeval tribes, and the difference is too great to compete at all.

Bathed in the glow, their bodies were trimmed with gold, they walked step by step, their looks were different, some had a human head and a phoenix body, some had a unicorn head, and some had thirty-six pairs of divine wings on their backs, and some people were exactly the same as humans.

Obviously, they are not from the same clan, but they have one thing in common, that is, they do not believe that the Emperor of the Beginning is still alive, and like the Dragon Head Ancient King, they came here to "ask for an explanation".

Who can stop the existence of the seven saints?

A Xuanwu is definitely not good, this is a monstrous combat force, which can destroy all opponents!

"The United ...... of the Seven Royal Families"

Ye Fan gasped, there was still a belief in the hearts of others, firmly believing that Wu Shi was still alive, but he knew the truth very well, and his whole body was cold at this time.

Who can stop it? That's the beginning.

The seven ancient kings restrained their coercion, and did not force all the clans to kneel like the Dragon Head Ancestor King, but they were very cold, even more indifferent and ruthless, standing outside the Yao Pond like seven mountains.

"The Yaochi Grand Meeting is about to begin, and the Seven Ancestral Kings have descended, making this conference glorious. ”

Someone spoke, complimenting him in disguise.

"Please seven seniors, please. ”

The Terran Sect Master spoke, although he had hostility in his heart, but he had to treat it respectfully, and if he was not entertained properly, he was afraid that there would be a big disaster.

However, the seven ancient kings stood outside the Yao Pond, as if they hadn't heard it, they didn't pay attention to it at all, and their faces were as cold as ice stones.

"The ancient kings are coming, so that the conference will be gorgeous and colorful, congratulations, please move into the Yao Pond. A few more Terran Sect Masters spoke.

However, they still ignored them, and the seven ancient kings didn't even look at them, didn't respond at all, and treated them as air.

Several Terran sect leaders bowed to each other, and froze suddenly, not in humiliation, but in indifferent disregard.

The other Terran monks were also cold, feeling the gap between heaven and earth.

These seven ancient kings didn't look at them at all, their eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and there was a cold chill, as if they were facing a group of ants, and they had no common language.

didn't deliberately despise it, but this kind of vision of the different world, the posture of ignoring them, made people's hearts even colder.

Ants and dragons don't intersect!

This is the feeling of all people, they are in two worlds, and because of this, they are ignored, and they are powerless to be angry, which is an inexplicable sadness.

The dragon head ancestor who was killed was empty-eyed, and his heart was very impetuous, which made people afraid, but it was difficult to fear.

And these seven ancient kings are different, they are extremely indifferent, they don't say a word, but they are even more terrifying, ignoring the human race present, this indifference is contempt from the bottom of their hearts, and it is even more terrifying.

"I've seen a few ancestral kings. "The Emperor stepped forward to salute.

Only at this time, the seven nodded, but they still didn't say anything, and stood outside the Yao Pond like seven magic mountains.

"It's really a big posture, the seven ancient kings are coming together, if you are here to participate in the Yaochi Festival, why don't you come in?"

Xuanwu appeared, his expression solemn.

"What kind of event is this, who can sit with us here to talk about the future pattern of the world and the development prospects of all ethnic groups?"

Finally, an ancient king spoke, extremely indifferent, and his words showed his mentality, that is, he didn't look at the human race present at all.

"It's really a cruel law, the law of the jungle, you really don't want to enter the Yao Pond here?" Xuanwu said indifferently.

"Can you find someone who is our equal?"

The other ancient king said ruthlessly, and the others were as if they were frozen in ice.

It was still cold, still indifferent, and it didn't even glance at the Terrans present, as if they were facing a group of insignificant ants.

People can't even get angry, some are just sad, the difference in strength is too big, these seven ancient kings are not showing off their might, but everything comes from their hearts, instinctively ignores.

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