Did you even kill me on the spot?"

Xuanwu's expression also turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice.

"You beheaded an ancestral king of the Hidden Dragon River, it's still very strong, and we have to ask for advice. ”

If there is nothing superfluous, the war will break out directly, killing machine step by step, and the strongest god will collide.

"Buzz!"

The black turtle attacked and defended calmly, and it was not difficult, and with one paw, it slapped down, shaking the ancestral king out of more than a dozen steps.

"It's very powerful, plus I'll try it. ”

Another ancient king stepped forward, as cold as an ice cellar.

"Boom!"

The war started again, and the black turtle still had the absolute upper hand, trying to kill the two of them and turn into a black light.

"It's strong, but how many people can you fight yourself?"

Three more ancestral kings stepped forward one after another, one of which was extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary ancestral kings, and he was enough to compete with Xuanwu.

The five ancestral kings shot together, and there were two more indifferent ones next to them, motionless, watching the battle indifferently.

"Kill!"

Xuanwu was furious, but how could one person resist the five ancestral kings?

One of them was too powerful to rival him, it was a peerless enemy, and with the other four complementing him, he was instantly invincible.

"Bang!"

Xuanwu was hit thirteen times in a row, coughed up blood, and flew out upside down, if it weren't for the amazing defense of the turtle shell, it would have been absolutely wiped out.

Xuanwu was defeated, vomiting blood, he struggled to get up, his eyes were very cold, and the blazing divine lightning shot out, and he walked forward again.

"Boom!"

This time, he received nineteen blows in a row, all of which were hit by the far superior Ancestor King, and he spurted blood so loudly that even the black tortoise shell had a few cracks.

"Bang!"

This time, Xuanwu fell to the ground and struggled to get up.

The Seven Ancient Kings stood still and towered in front of them like an eternal ice, and one of them did not open his mouth with mood fluctuations, and said:

"When a great clan needs a turtle to maintain their poor dignity, is it far from extinction?"

As soon as this sentence came out, all the human races changed color, it was like a knife stabbed into everyone's heart, even the most forbearant people, they couldn't help but roar out at this time!

Many people's hearts are blocked, and they can't help but want to look up to the sky and howl.

"The beginningless is dead, and you have no one to count on!" was another cold word.

At this time, everyone wants to rush forward, even if they die, they want to fight and fight.

However, they sadly found that it seemed that they did not even have such qualifications, the difference was too far away, not an order of magnitude.

"Do you rely on this turtle, can he still fight, and can he still maintain the last shred of your ridiculous dignity?"

An ancient king who had not spoken all this time spoke coldly.

At this moment, everyone's blood was surging, and they couldn't wait to rush over immediately.

It would be nice if there was a great saint of the human race descending from the sky at this time!

This is what everyone hopes for in despair.

"The Gala of All Races is a joke, is there anyone who is equal to us, how to hold it?!"

Another ancient king.

Everyone was like ashes, but they were powerless to refute, and there was no strong person of the same level to talk to them at all, which made people angry and helpless.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a footstep sound at the end of heaven and earth, which combined with the pulse of this world and clearly entered people's hearts.

The setting sun was like blood, sprinkling the sky with red brilliance, staining the earth with a layer of red.

At the end of that heaven and earth, a tall figure was walking step by step, he was dressed in white and snow, heroic, and moving forward firmly.

This is a saint, belonging to the human race, heroic and peerless!

A true Terran Sage!

Many of the Terran monks present actually cried at this moment, I don't know whether they were excited, happy, or aggrieved, and they burst into tears.

The human race relied on a turtle to maintain the last dignity, making them miserable to death, and being ruthlessly uncovered by several ancient kings, it was more uncomfortable than a knife cut, and now I finally saw a saint who belonged to the human race.

He blends with heaven and earth, dressed in white without a trace of dust, otherworldly, handsome face, resolute face, peerless demeanor, like the birth of a fairy king.

Ye Fan was also excited, after seeing this person, even he couldn't help but burst into tears.

In the setting sun, a man in white was walking step by step, and the sunset sprinkled on his body, dyed with a layer of divine brilliance, making him otherworldly.

His appearance touched everyone's hearts, and many people roared out, and the contempt of the seven ancestral kings from the bottom of their hearts made everyone feel aggrieved.

This is a face that looks heroic and young, but the vicissitudes in those eyes indicate that he is no longer a young man.

A snow-white shirt fluttering in the wind, stepping on the sunset, like a dream, the elegance of the moment, the peerless posture, makes people want to kneel down and worship.

It wasn't coercion, it was an emotional excitement that people shouted.

"Saint!"

"A saint who belongs to my human race!"

When I said goodbye back then, it had been almost seventeen or eighteen years, Ye Fan's eyes were sour, and he didn't expect to see the white-clothed God King here.

He was able to get to this point today, all of which was given by the Jiang God King, helping him to continue the path of the Holy Body, washing the Great Dao with the blood of the gods, and helping him break through.

It can be said that all this is now that King Jiang God exchanged his life for him, otherwise he would probably be lost.

"God King ......" Ye Fan's voice trembled, his steps were unsteady, and he walked forward.

Back then, the god king sang a tragic song, the hero was in the twilight, he went alone, entered the great wilderness, and only wanted to die, which made him extremely sad, but he was powerless to help anything.

Now, finally seeing him appear in the world again, Ye Fan was extremely excited in his heart, because the God King was the person he respected the most.

The god king is full of white hair, as crystal as snow, and hides his body, and his appearance is peerless.

As soon as he appeared, he gave people the feeling that a majestic mountain could be held up, like an immortal pillar supporting the sky.

Many people were excited, many people were quietly wiping away their tears, their eyes were red, they had been suppressed for so long, and everyone was extremely looking forward to having a Terran saint coming.

The Seven Ancestral Kings also had to turn back, and when they saw this extraordinary person, everyone's heart jumped, and their indifferent expressions were stunned.

"Finally, a saint has come out. An ancient king spoke indifferently.

The scene was quiet, and people were paying attention to the white-clothed king in the field, perhaps it should be called the white-clothed saint.

However, psychologically, people prefer to call it the God King in White, which is no longer an achievement, but a unique title.

"A saint who is not like ordinary people. ”

The only man among the Seven Ancient Kings who had never spoken spoke, frowned slightly, and said, "How do you call you?"

"Jiang is too empty. ”

The god-king spoke calmly, and there was a god in his eyes, shining like the sunset.

He doesn't have the aura of a saint, let alone the power of a man, but standing there, he can be equal to the seven ancient kings, and he has no weakness at all.

This is everyone's feeling, I don't know if it's an illusion or an illusion, my heart has become extremely sure, and when the god king comes, it will be like a needle in the sea, which is reassuring.

"Why...... I feel like you're different from other Sages?"

An ancient king's indifferent look faded, and a wisp of doubt appeared on his face.

"It's different, you and I are of different races, and the way of testimony is also different. "God King said.

"No, what kind of Tao you have attained is definitely stronger than ordinary saints. ”

The ancient king said in a deep voice.

Everyone present was surprised, especially the primeval clans, and even their hearts were pounding, being able to make this ancient king say such a thing was enough to show that the white-clothed saint in front of him was stronger than him.

"Times are different, and every Terran Sage is different. ”

Jiang Shenwang said flatly.

However, as soon as these words came out, they were like a thunderbolt, which shocked several ancient kings present, and their faces changed for the first time.

For the others, only a few figured out the meaning, and then they were shocked.

This is the post-desolate era, which has long been different from the past, heaven and earth can hardly tolerate the appearance of saints, no one can preach, even the king is almost invisible!

Over the years, it has been an era of despair for the amazing and brilliant monks, who have no resources but can't cut the way, live their lives empty, have gray hair, empty and sad, but can't succeed.

It was different before the primeval times, when the rules of heaven and earth did not change, kings were not uncommon, and saints and all major clans would have them, and it was much easier to cultivate than now.

In the world, the kings of Dacheng are as rare as a rarity, and the difficulty of sanctification is only higher than that of ancient times.

Over the years, the people who can cut the path of immortal three are amazing, and each person has their own unique path, which is facilitated by various great opportunities and cannot be copied.

Except for the young emperor of Yaochi, a demonic and desperate existence, who wielded a knife and became a king, the other kings of the slashing path were almost pitiful!

And how strong will and talent does it take to take that step against heaven in such a situation where sanctification is not permitted?

Each of the saints who have been accomplished in this context is incomparable and unique!

Even if they were only the first to step in, it would be terrible, because they were kings of saints, and they succeeded in the most unlikely of conditions!

"Times are different......"

An ancient king muttered to himself, and a terrifying wave surged in his heart.

The Terran saints are almost invisible, but as long as one jumps out, it is super amazing and terrifying, which makes them jealous in their hearts.

"The Grand Gala of All Races is about to begin, why don't you go in and sit down?"

The god-king invited, his white hair was like snow, his posture was heroic, and his words were peaceful and upright.

"It's not worth going in and sitting, what kind of event is it if there is no one who can sit on an equal footing?

An ancient king's ruthless uncovering of scars made many human monks angry, but they were powerless to refute it, if it weren't for the arrival of the Jiang God King, it would really be like this.

"Young Emperor, since you are all here, why don't you come out to welcome guests, you are a human race after all, the young emperor human race is a human race, and the holy land is a holy land, and now it is not those holy places that need your protection, but all the human races on this land!"

Jiang Taixu could only sigh, then looked up at a void, his eyes flashing.

"That's it, let's come out, I originally wanted to wait for those guys to come before I attacked, but it doesn't make a difference, this time, let's kill them all. ”

Soon, in the void, a figure walked out, completely different from the white-clothed God King.

This is a man dressed in a black robe, with long hair flying, and a terrifying aura all around him, just like a demon king!

Beside this person, there are still eight people standing at this moment, eight women with peerless elegance!

And these people are the few people from the Young Emperor Yang Yu and the nine tribes of the Yaochi Shantian Temple!

"Young Emperor!"

"The Young Emperor is also going to make a move, this time, he still has his heart for my human race after all!"

"Young Emperor of the Terran Race!"

In an instant, all the human powerhouses were boiling, and they were excited.

Because, Yang Yu and the white-clothed God King are different!

A saint!

And the other one is the Young Emperor, the Young Emperor, who once destroyed an ancient royal family and shocked all the Dao systems of the entire Beidou!

At this moment, Yang Yu also stood up, in the mouth of the white-clothed god king, he stood up for the sake of the human race!

It's not the Young Emperor of Yaochi, at this moment, it's the Young Emperor of the Human Race!

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