Chapter 1142, Ancestral God, Return!
The Western Realm was quiet, the six major war fortresses were quiet, and the two or so powerhouses of the Divine Venerable Realm were all silent and held their breath!
Look at the five ancestral demons standing in the sky!
Buzzing!
One breath, two breaths, the silent battlefield of the Western Realm, time passed slowly, and the fog in front of the five ancestral demons gradually dispersed, revealing five young cheeks!
Seeing the faces of the five people clearly, the hearts of countless martial artists present were shocked, especially listening to the crowd, and their hearts set off a monstrous wave!
"It's actually them!" Lan Yekun, Mo Xuan looked at the five people, with remorse in his heart, and even more unwilling!
"This sucks!"
The evil gods, Nangong Juetian and the others had solemn faces, exchanged glances with each other, and could see each other's sinking mood!
The four princes are actually the four ancestral gods!
There is also the Black Demon Ancestor God who met for the first time, temperament, strength, and sharpness, no less than the four of them, and their strength is on par with them!
"What should I do?" Nangong Aotian clasped his hands and stared at the five of them!
The evil god shook his head and said, "With the help of the six fortresses, we can still hold on to one or two, once we get out of the fortress, none of us will be their opponents!"
When the evil god said this, everyone fell silent.... Above the Heaven-level Great Perfection!
There are less than ten people in the field-level Great Perfection in total, can they compete with the former Xuanshen-level powerhouses?
"Acquaintances are here, Nangong Yichen, don't you show up to see you?" 'Kun Gongzi' said lightly!
The five Ancestral Demons looked at the void from afar, ignoring all the frightened eyes of the thousands of people!
Groov!
The words of 'Kun Gongzi' shocked the hearts of the thousands of people in the Great Realm, and then looked at the void in surprise, however, whether it was the evil god or the strong people of the Soldier God Mountain, it was still difficult to detect the breath of Yichen!
Nangong Peerless, Nangong Aotian, and Shentu Tiger also looked at the sky carefully, and found nothing!
But they wouldn't doubt the eyes of the five great ancestral demons, because they were no longer at the same level as them!
After a long time, a light laugh spread throughout the Western Realm, and spread all over the world: "The ancestral demon does not take advantage of the danger of others, this face, of course Nangong Yichen has to give it!"
Wow!
The voice fell, in front of thousands of coalition forces, thousands of figures appeared one after another, causing a shock in the space, in front of everyone, there were seven people, namely Yichen, Xiaoru, Xiaoxiao, Xinyu, Yang, Ah Yao, Yaruo, and beside them, there were seven beasts, the seven giant beasts were Tianlin, Zhentian, Phantom, Heavenly Demon, Heavenly Void, Tianxuan, Heavenly Demon Seven Strange Beasts!
Seven people and seven beasts stood there, the majestic momentum was magnificent, and even the momentum of the five ancestral demons was completely crushed back!
"It is worthy of an ancient divine beast, after 10,000 years, the demeanor is still the same!" Looking at the martial realm that stretches for ten miles, the martial realm, the martial realm Tianjiao, the four princes, and the Black Demon Ancestor look unchanged!
"It's a pity!" Kun Gongzi smiled!
"It's a pity, if I had known, I should have killed the four of you first!"
"Hehe...."Feng Gongzi grinned, meaning inexplicable!
Kun Gongzi stopped Feng Gongzi and looked directly at Yichen: "How about we discuss?"
Well?
Kun Gongzi's words made thousands of expressions move, but before everyone could figure it out, Yichen said directly: "Thousands of Great Realms only belong to thousands of people, demons, we don't welcome them!"
"This doesn't have to be so absolute, Bingshen Mountain also doesn't belong to the Thousands of Great Realms, and it doesn't integrate well with you, our demon clan is also a kind of living being, why can't it?" Kun Gongzi smiled!
Kun Gongzi's words did not shy away, and his voice spread all over the world, even many ignorant children could hear it!
It was not until this time that many martial artists in the Thousands of Great Realms understood that Bingshen Mountain was also a race from the outside world, but... Yichen's words directly dispelled all their hopes: "But you killed hundreds of billions of people in my Thousands of Great Realms!"
"The most important thing is that you, along with your fellow clansmen, can we rest assured that you will descend to thousands of people?"
"Hehe, the weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, the demon race moves against the sky, coordinates all things, and kills no less than 10,000 races, but they are still alive, which shows the excellence of our race, and you see, those thousands of people who were killed by us, which one is not weak, damned people?"
After Kun Gongzi finished speaking, the Dark Demon Ancestor, who had never spoken, sneered and added: "Kill, kill!"
"Yes, wait for me to be the first one to kill, it's you!" Yang stared at the Ancestor of the Dark Devil, Sen Han said!
"Try?"
"It seems that the talk has collapsed!" Yichen shrugged at Kun Gongzi and said!
"No, you can think about it, you should know that with your four half-step Xuanshen Realm, plus three Heaven-level Perfection Peaks, you won't be our opponent!"
"Yes, then which of you is ready to fall?" smiled knowingly, Yichen took a step forward, and the breath in his body rose like a wave!
Xuanshen Realm!
The breath of the real Xuanshen Realm, maybe Kun Gongzi is right, Yichen is only half a step, but this breath is not weaker than the five people at all!
The complexion of the five ancestral demons changed, and the evil gods behind Yichen also felt unbelievable!
In just a few years, Yichen's breath, no, it is the breath of seven people, including Yichen, has actually reached a frightening height!
"Four Ancestral Gods!"
At this moment, all Dzogchen minds remembered four words at the same time!
This also explains the whereabouts of the powerful aura that disappeared one after another when the remnants of the ancestral demon broke the seal!
Buzz!
As the shock of Yichen hit everyone's thinking, the breath of Xiaoxiao's six people also slowly bloomed, profound, mysterious, shocking, and confident....
Roar, roar, roar!
At this moment, listening to the roar of the wind crowd, cheers, shaking the heavens and the earth, at this moment, thousands of worlds, thundering!
On the other hand, the demon army on the opposite side was in a commotion!
"Ridiculous resistance, this time, let me show you what the real Xuan Realm is!" The Black Demon Ancestor looked murderous, and a monstrous aura rushed into the sky, and all the cheers came to an abrupt end!
"This is the real Xuan God Realm, you, but Er'er!" Around his body, the Ancestor of the Dark Devil, who was disillusioned and overlapped in the void, and the ancestor of the Black Devil who was overlapping and disillusioned stood with his chest crossed, his eyes wide!
However, the seven people were unmoved, and the mysterious breath slowly connected, shaking all directions!
"Brother, what are our chances of winning?"
"Fifty percent!"
"Is there fifty percent?" This is the voice of Xiaoxiao and the other six people, Yichen can also feel it, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I said that there are five achievements and fifty percent, because, my Rong Yuan Decision has reached the third layer!"
The six of them were shocked, their faces were joyful, what kind of realm was the third layer of Rongyuan Decision, they had not been able to understand it, even if they had reached the peak of the second layer, they had never understood the true meaning of the few numbers in the third layer!!
But, they trust Yichen!
"All the demons, listen, this battle, take back the world that belongs to the strong!"
Roar, roar, roar!
Kun Gongzi only needed one sentence, and countless demons were shocked, and the angry sea killed the might, shocking the sky and the earth, the dense demon shadows, the consummation of the gods, the peak of the gods, the heavens, the earth, the people, the sub-gods, the holy realm, the emperors, endlessly rushed towards the thousands of armies!
The momentum is magnificent, and the killing is like blood!
Looking at the demons like a tide, Yichen stretched out his hand, and a pitch-black monument appeared in his hand!
I saw him wave his hand and throw it, and the monument instantly skyrocketed, turning into a huge one, and smashed behind thousands of troops: "Today, let's be a hero, a true hero who died for the great world!"
This stone tablet is known to everyone who listens to the wind, and thousands of people know it, and it is known to all warriors, because he is the hero tomb of the Wind Pavilion, a monument engraved with billions of names!