Chapter 591: The Altar of the Small Village

"It can't be, it's just a small city. Even the palace of the gods will not be able to stop us from this blow. The Eight-Winged Sage was shocked.

However, what frightened him was yet to come.

In the sky, the giant figure like a mountain reacted, and with a slight bow of his head, countless thunderbolts fell, as if it was the voice of this person at this moment, representing anger.

"Boom!"

Thunder flashed, and the giant's big hand shrouded in lightning, slapping towards the three Gu Immortals of the alien race.

It's a shocking scene.

"No way. We come from ancient times, how can we be ruined by such a vision?" the dwarf shouted, and his old body exuded an astonishing blood, like a copper furnace vibrating.

He took out his magic weapon, which was a mace thirty feet long, exuding red glow, and fought back.

"On the battlefield back then, countless strong people appeared, and they didn't destroy me, let alone such a vision in front of me. The old pterosaur roared, opened its mouth and spat out a stone tower, blocking it in front of him.

"Today, the human race will perish, with no absolute exceptions. The Eight-Winged Sage shouted, and a holy sword appeared in his hand, shining with golden light, rendering it as a whole extremely sacred.

At this moment, this eight-winged sage actually went against the wind, holding the holy sword, and rushed straight to the sky.

"Poof!"

"With just a face-to-face contact, this eight-winged sage was slapped into a blood mist by a big hand. Almost didn't even play a role in blocking, and the big hand continued to shroud down.

The remaining two Gu Immortals reflected differently.

"Give me an annihilation. The strong man of the dwarf clan roared angrily, his eyes were red, and the mace in his hand was like a wave, fighting back upward.

And the old pterosaur rolled his eyes, tore through the space at the moment, and decided to escape.

The death of the eight-winged sage was so vivid that there was no room for resistance, which made the old pterosaur feel unprecedented fear.

"Poof!"

The Gu Immortal of the Dwarf Race also died, and his body, along with the huge mace, was slapped into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

And the old pterosaur was not spared. The phantom's palm slammed into the air, distorting the space.

"Poof!"

The old pterosaur coughed up blood and fell out of the original spatial gap. Before it could react, the large hand shrouded it down, slapping it into a blood mist.

The appearance of the three great Gu Immortals only set off a small 'wave', and then it was completely destroyed.

"Oh my God! It's not true, our ancestors were strong in ancient times, from the battlefield of time. "There was an alien creature who exclaimed, unbelievable.

However, there is no time for them to think about it at this time. Because after destroying the three Gu Immortals with a big hand, he didn't stop at all, and immediately slapped towards the ranks of the traitors of the Hundred Clans.

Seeing this, many aliens fled one after another, with a strong desire to survive.

The big hand shrouded down, causing a thick blood mist to fill the air, and many aliens were devastated in this palm. Even, some alien creatures were just waved by a big hand, and the strong wind that blew out was inserted, and they were also shattered.

Only a handful of alien creatures survived the blow. At this moment, he ran away without hesitation, not daring to stay here for half a step.

"Boom!"

Seeing such a scene, the people in the royal city went crazy and shouted excitedly.

"The resurrection of the king is a great blessing for the human race!"

"Traitors of the Hundred Clans, attacking the King's City is simply hitting a stone with an egg, and he is beyond his strength. ”

People were agitated and left tears in their eyes. It may be the tears of happiness left after surviving this catastrophe.

"Please take a step in and save our Terrans. Someone shouted, bowing down to the sky.

However, the huge phantom in the sky only shook its head sadly, and then slowly disappeared into the sky.

In the process, two crystalline water masses fall. Some speculate that they were the tears of the king, who seemed helpless against this catastrophe and had an unspeakable secret.

"After all, the king is just a vision, and he can't save our human race. Someone sighed.

Throughout the King's City, many people wept, feeling that there was no hope of surviving the catastrophe.

"What should I do in the face of a powerful enemy?" Xuantian roared in the sky, and at this moment he also felt a sense of powerlessness.

He knew that the crucial point that would determine this catastrophe was the battlefield of that time.

At this moment, on the battlefield of the years, a great war is breaking out. There was no doubt that the ancient human race side was at a disadvantage, as early as half a year ago, when he watched this continent, he had a good look at the entire battle situation.

"If the ancients on that battlefield fail, the creatures of this heaven and earth will be destroyed. At that time, the ancient alien race on that battlefield will come out and wreak havoc on the creatures of this world. Xuantian muttered, realizing how terrible things were.

Of course, people with such enlightenment are not the only ones who are Xuantian. Many strong people have also seen the horror of the future.

Therefore, in this piece of heaven and earth, the strong people above the emperor road have gone to the battlefield of the years to support the ancients and resist the traitors of the hundred tribes.

"I should also go to that battlefield, no matter how much power I can offer, it is better than waiting for the result here. Xuantian muttered to himself and decided to leave the King's City.

"Where are you going, stinky boy! It is safest to stay in the King's City. The green dragon shouted.

"I'm going to go to war and slay aliens. Xuantian responded, leaving without looking back.

"What a man, I have lived for three hundred years, and it is the first time I admire such a person. The green dragon stretched out its claws and gave a thumbs up to Xuantian's back.

However, this guy quickly changed his words and said: "As for me, it's better to hide here safely, the clan elder explained before leaving, I must not disobey the orders of the ancestors." ”

Bai Yunfeng looked at the green divine dragon and muttered to himself, and couldn't help but show a disdainful look.

Xuantian left the King's City and did not immediately set off to go to the battlefield in the Eastern Earth Continent. Instead, they came to the southern part of Middle-earth, which was on the edge of the Terrans.

He walked into the dense jungle and walked for half an hour until he came to a mountain stream.

"I didn't want to bother, but I had to come. Xuantian muttered to himself and found the boulder. After moving away, the passage of the Holy Lord Realm appeared.

Xuantian walked into the world passage and came to the interior of the Holy Lord Realm.

It is now home to a small village. There was a peaceful atmosphere everywhere, the villagers were plowing the fields, the women were taking care of the children in the village, and there was laughter and laughter everywhere.

Xuantian looked at the villagers in this world, and couldn't help but smile on his face, feeling that this was so beautiful for the peaceful atmosphere.

In this regard, he did not disturb the villagers, and then quietly landed in the old patriarch's house.

"Huh...... Eun Gong. The old patriarch turned around inadvertently, and suddenly found Xuantian standing behind him, and was startled.

"It's me, suddenly looking for you, I need your help with something. Xuantian said.

"Engong looking for me?" the old patriarch was surprised, but quickly expressed his position and said: "Engong has something, although it is said that if the old man can help, he will definitely go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not hesitate to do so." ”

"Thank you, old patriarch, this is what I want. Xuantian said, first telling the old man about the catastrophe that the human race is facing now.

When the old patriarch heard this, his face changed greatly, and he realized the severity of the matter.

"So, I need to use your power and set foot on the battlefield. Next, Xuantian said his purpose again.

"You mean, you want to become the emperor. The old patriarch was shocked.

"Yes. Back then, since the old patriarch had the ability to make Xiao Yan, a child, become a powerhouse in the realm of the Ling Lord in one fell swoop. This is the hope I see, please help me. Xuantian pleaded, saluting the old man.

"Engong, you stand up straight first. The old man supported Xuantian and promised: "In this way, I don't know if it can be done, but please follow me to the ancestral land and give it a try." ”

"Thank you, old patriarch, I can't thank you enough. Xuantian was excited, and he saw a glimmer of hope in his heart. If he can become an emperor, it means a lot to him. At the very least, it can fend off stronger enemies and share the pressure on the Terrans.

Time was pressing, and after he got the old man's consent, he immediately left the Holy Lord Realm with the old man on his back and came to the former ruins of the small village.

"Let me first take a look, is the ancient altar of our ancestors still preserving?" the old patriarch jumped off Xuantian's back and immediately flew into the depths of the ruins.

Soon, the old man's excited shouts were heard from there.

"Fortunately, although there is no life outside, the sacrificial temple in our ancestral land is still there and can be inherited. ”

"But is the specific operation complicated?" asked Xuantian, most concerned about this question.

He worries that the process of boosting energy is complex and can take months. If that's the case, it's terrible. You know, time is precious to the Terrans now, and it can be described as a race against time.

"Rest assured, this ritual is not complicated. However, you have to wait outside first, I need to go in and ask the Ancestor. The old man said, giving instructions, and then entered the dilapidated sacrificial temple.

After about two pillars of incense, the old man walked out and motioned for Xuantian to go in.

"Do I have any hope of being promoted to king?" asked Xuantian, curious in his heart.

"Of course there is hope. After all, our ancestors are immortal-level beings, and it is not a problem for you to become an emperor. The old man swore a promise.

When Xuantian heard this, he walked into the temple with a skeptical attitude.

The old man waited outside and did not enter.

Coming to the sacrificial temple, Xuantian was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

In this small place, an altar is placed at the main entrance. On either side of the altar are two ancient spirit chairs, on which are sitting two white bones.

What surprised Xuantian even more was that these two bones could still move, as if they were alive.

"Young man, are you looking for us?" the skeleton located in the east opened his mouth, exuding mental fluctuations, and asked Xuantian.