Princess Divine Silkworm strongly suppressed the primeval royal family, and the Terran sect leaders thought that Divine Silkworm Ridge would stand with the human race, but the other party chose to retreat.

"The road of the Terrans is walked by the Terrans, and I don't need to participate."

What she said was the truth, and she had learned some about the actual situation of the Terran race from the Holy Prince. But the Terran Sect Masters were disappointed one by one, and many Ancestor Kings also sneered again.

"Boom!" ????

Finally, on the day of the conference, a powerful ancient king came. The divine bell rang non-stop, and an overwhelming sage aura surged into the Yao Pond, 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 ordinary monks can't bear it at all. He walked straight into the Terran group. The pop was incessant, and a Terran Sect Leader fell to his knees under the pressure of his breath. ????

The power of the saint is irresistible!

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

"I've heard that there are two or three saints from the human race, and it's really rare. Come and see if I live up to my name! ”

This is a sage from the Hidden Dragon River, a branch of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, who is very hostile to the Terrans.

He looked at the Nanling Barbarian King, as if there was a swimming dragon in his eyes, and he saw his reality clearly with the Dragon Emperor's Qi Hope Technique, and sneered.

"Old and dry, you are the foundation of the barbarian's birth, right? At most, there are thirty or fifty years of life, and even the weapon is about to be unstable! ”

"Even if you are old, you can slay dragons."

The old barbarian king of Nanling was angered by the words of the Dragon Head Ancestor King. The Nanling barbarians have never been afraid of threats and challenges!

"Let me, old man."

A voice came from the old barbarian king's knee, it was a black turtle the size of a palm, shaking its small paws at the dragon-headed ancient king, and slowly opened its mouth.

"You can't."

"A tortoise?"

The roar of the dragon's ancient king, being ridiculed by a Terran pet, is a shame, even a humiliation.

The dragon horn on his top emitted a brilliant glow, and the Great Dao God was sacrificed and rushed forward.

"You are the turtle, Lao Tzu is Xuanwu!"

Hearing this, the black-armored turtle was furious, and a big black paw reached forward, strongly suppressing the Dao rules of the Dragon Head Ancient King, and slapped him over with a slap.

"You TNN remember, Lao Tzu is Xuanwu, not a turtle!"

was slapped to the ground by a turtle, and the dragon head ancestor was trembling with anger, and his eyes were as cold as two sharp knives. He stood up and pressed forward step by step, and the gods were like the sea, and the horses were like rainbows, intertwined with the trajectory of enlightenment.

All the light hit the turtle shell, and all the gods slashed on the black intertwined armor, all silently annihilated.

"Xuanye gave you face, didn't he?"

As soon as he finished slapping the right side of the Dragon Ancestor King's face, the turtle that called himself Xuanwu scolded and stretched out its claws again, this time hitting him on the left side of his face.

The bones of this ancestral king exploded, and he didn't know how many pieces he had broken into, and he was covered in blood, almost disintegrating. He fledgled into a blazing light, standing hundreds of feet away. ????

The Dragon Head Ancestor King's face was pale, how ugly it was. Just now, he was looking down at everyone, but now he was slapped by a turtle and rolled on the ground, which made him embarrassed.

His eyes were blood-red, and the two dragon horns on his head shimmered, emitting a thousand rays of light, wanting to cut through this world, accompanied by the roar of the rumbling avenue.

"Boom"????

Suddenly, the breath of the Ancient Emperor was permeated, and the sound waves of the Great Dao were deafening!

Above the vast sky, one after another green air currents fell, each as thick as a mountain, grand and heavy, like hanging and hanging heavenly rivers falling.

In the endless and distant heavenly dome, there is an independent small world in a trance, chaotic qi is surging, earth, fire, feng shui is rotating, and there are green towers looming in the middle????

This is an overwhelming atmosphere, righteous and auspicious, without aggressive majesty, but with an inviolable sacredness and solemnity.

Not to mention ordinary monks, even the bodies of the Dragon Head Ancient King and the Black Turtle froze, and they didn't dare to move. They felt that if they continued to be presumptuous, they would definitely be suppressed by the Western Emperor Tower.

"There are rules in the Yaochi Conference, no one is allowed to provoke a big battle here, and I hope a few people will abide by it."

Driven by Yang Yi, a saint, the West Emperor Pagoda exuded a true majesty. There are saints who rely on their own cultivation in a row, regardless of Yao Chi's face, and this female saint is really angry.

"My Yao Chi has a platform elsewhere for the monks to fight. If you have any deep hatreds, please move. ”

"Come with me if you have a kind!"

Jealously glanced at the West Emperor Pagoda in the sky, and the Dragon Head Ancestor King and the Xuan Turtle made an appointment to fight on the platform. A group of primeval beings and Terran sect leaders stepped forward to watch.

"Heavenly Reincarnation!"

Standing on the platform where Zhang Lin laid down various protective laws, a golden disc was generated behind the head of the Dragon Head Ancestor King, which was brilliant and dazzling, devouring the essence and spirit of all beings, plundering the vitality of heaven and earth, and casting it into an immortal treasure wheel.

The treasure wheel roared, like a reincarnation disk shining on the black turtle. One step at a time, the four sides of the world are trembling.

"Just because you dare to compete with the great Xuanwu, see me break you!"

After a domineering speech, the black turtle's whole body retracted into the turtle shell, and all your magic rules and spells were useless????

All kinds of laws turned into blazing light, and all of them fell on the black tortoise shell, on which there were mysterious and ancient veins flickering, dissolving the endless divine rays, which were difficult to break.

"It's just a turtle shrinking its shell, you give me death!"

The dragon-headed ancient king shouted, and the disc behind his head became even more dazzling, blazing like the sun, and it sank down, suppressing Xuanwu. With his roar, the mountains collapsed, and even the clouds hundreds of miles away were scattered, swallowing mountains and rivers.

The black turtle poked its head out of the turtle shell, and roared with a pair of old black fists:

"Overlord Divine Fist!"

On those two black fists, there are all kinds of divine rules, which are completely carved with time little by little.

It punched one hundred and eight punches in one go, and although most of them were defused by the desperate Dragon Head Ancient King, there were still patches of fist shadows that fell on him.

In a dazzling light, a pair of black turtle fists blasted through the treasure wheel, shattering the light and defeating the dragon head ancestor king's divine rule.

Burst!????

The Dragon Head Ancestor King exploded, and the light of the primordial god still wanted to escape, but it was blocked by the black turtle at once. It retracts its body, and the tortoise shell turns into a black millstone that rumbles and rolls over. ????

"Ah......h

The Dragon Head Ancient King screamed miserably, and all the essence contained in his life exploded, but he couldn't penetrate the tortoise shell, and he was crushed into powder by the black grinding disc, and all kinds of streamers flew out.

Blood rained down in the void, and then turned into red light and burned.