The flat voice, resounding through the void, in everyone's ears, but it is tantamount to a million thunderbolts suddenly turned into powder, and the entire heaven and earth are about to collapse, looking at the middle-aged man who dragged the spear from the dark and cracked earth, like the gods and demons of the ages, the flying hemp robe, like a blood-soaked blood flag. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ancient war songs!

The expression is indifferent, but he looks at the world for eternity, and his figure is slightly thin, but it is like a monument.

Hundreds of millions of monks in the world, at this moment dumbfounded, the blood in their hearts boiled, they saw, they finally saw, the figure of the hemp robe, as a thousand years ago, did not change in the slightest, but it was even more unfathomable, the flying green silk made the hemp robe middle-aged more and more desolate and eternal, and the heart trembled.

Under the sky, Jun Qinghan's expression was slightly condensed, and he felt an infinite oppressive force, far exceeding that of the Heavenly Saint Son, this kind of momentum was only seen in the body of the master Gu Huhan.

Between the thin lips opening and closing, the people are terrified, and the world is discolored!

Even the sound of the spear dragging was like a demon god roaring, and the endless trembling people made the rivers and mountains broken, the sea of blood churned, and the terrifying breath was difficult to match between heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Saint Son looked at the figure, his breath was stagnant, he felt a great oppression, and a trace of fear unconsciously rose in his heart, "Wan Qi Zhutian, this evil god is really coming", even if the figure remains unchanged as it was thousands of years ago, it is becoming more and more unfathomable, he is not a temporary immortal, but he can be killed.

Heaven and earth have become silent and desolate at this moment!

"Meet the Master!"

The four powerhouses coughed and got up, slightly embarrassed, standing behind Wan Qi Zhutian, without the slightest transgression.

Wan Qi Zhutian's face did not change in the slightest, raised his eyes and skimmed the Heavenly Holy Son, his footsteps were shocked, and he stepped into the void, every step made the void shatter, the thunder sound of the soles of his feet trembled, looking at the figure gradually pulling up the void, everyone felt more and more small, even if the peerless Tianjiao, before Wan Qi Zhutian's round of Haoyue, it was just the light of the candle.

After his eyes swept over Jun Qinghan, Wan Qi Zhutian stood in front of the Heavenly Holy Son and asked condescendingly:

"You said you want to crush my bones and scatter them?"

The voice was extremely flat, but under the heavenly dome, there was a bang, and a ground level giant burst out all around him, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and dissipating from the void.

The people of the world were shocked at this moment, so terrifying strength, they didn't feel the existence of any power at all, and the earth-level giants turned into blood mist, this kind of power was comparable to the youth, and they killed the universe in anger.

At this moment, the blood in the eyes of the dragon clan gradually disappeared, and at the same time, they looked at Wan Qi Zhutian with a shocked face, feeling his amazing power, happy and puzzled at the same time, "Although the four major alien races have formed an alliance with the dragon clan, it is a little abnormal for the four strong people to come in person, and now, even Wan Qi Zhutian has come."

This is an emperor through the ages!

For thousands of years, he fought alone against the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, but he never participated in the battle between forces.

Listening to Wan Qi Zhutian's words, the Heavenly Saint Son's face couldn't help but change, and he could no longer maintain his previous indifference, but he didn't expect him to open his mouth and destroy a Heavenly Clan's earth-level giant, and his voice couldn't help but become cold, "Wan Qi Zhutian, don't think that there is no power to resist you in this heaven and earth!"

"I know that the Eight Banners Ancient Clan has never been willing in the past thousand years, and the inheritance left by the Ancient Clans does make me feel a little jealous", Wan Qi Zhutian smiled indifferently, "But, what are you? A thousand years ago, you were a scumbag, and now you think that in front of me, you can lift your head that you think is noble?"

As he spoke, the Heavenly Saint Son's face changed and changed, and he only felt that his whole body was under great pressure, which made him a little breathless.

"Do you really think that the Immortal Dragon Clan inherited from the ancient times is something that you can destroy? The Dragon Ancestor is immortal, and the Holy Emperor is immortal, even if it is the Eight Banners that swept through the ancient times in the present year, what about it?"

Wan Qi Zhutian shook his head, "You guys, it's ridiculous!"

As soon as these words came out, the Dragon Clan and the Eight Banners changed their faces as a whole, "What does he mean by this, Long Ancestor...... Who is the Dragon Ancestor, the Holy Emperor is a god who existed tens of thousands of years ago, is he still alive?"

The Heavenly Saint Son's heart was cold, and he felt a trace of fear inexplicably, "If the true Dragon Ancestor is immortal and the Holy Emperor is immortal, then the power of the Dragon Clan's snow hiding will be too terrifying!"

The high-level of the Dragon Clan frowned tightly, "Don't talk about the Dragon Ancestor, the Holy Emperor has already disappeared inexplicably, and the entire Dragon Clan has not had the slightest news of him, could it be that Wan Qi Zhutian has any news about him?" Thinking of this, the faces of the Dragon Clan tribe were filled with excitement, "If the Holy Emperor is alive, the dragon will definitely come to the world!"

"Since they're not dead, what are you doing here?"

The Heavenly Saint Son sneered, but his heart calmed down, if it was really the Holy Emperor's current life, with the current Eight Banners Ancient Clan, I was afraid that it would be destroyed overnight.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wan Qi Zhutian smiled slightly, and then his body shook, and the power of fear poured out, covering the universe, and the entire heaven and earth suddenly became gloomy and silent at this moment, and a punch was swung, full of incomparable power, just as the blue sky collapsed directly, the million iron mountains shattered, and the boundless angry fist was decayed in the void, and everything around the body was strangled and destroyed.

The face of the Heavenly Holy Son changed, and the snow-white armor immediately popped out of the body, protecting the body, and at the same time, the long knife came out of the sheath across the heavens and the earth, and slashed out, as bright as the ancient galaxy, and the figure of the Heavenly Holy Son retreated rapidly in the void, obviously not having much confidence in the knife he had chopped.

He had been guarding against Wan Qi for a long time, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, he was still caught off guard.

Thundered!

The void shook, the moment the sword and fist shadow collided, the surrounding hundreds of miles turned into powder, and the terrifying sword was directly bombarded by the unparalleled fist shadow in the world, hanging the galaxy between heaven and earth, completely shattered, and the bright light was annihilated in the void.

Like the fist shadow pressed by the blue sky, it is like a broken bamboo in the void, the speed is extremely fast, sweeping through the void, like the ancient fierce beasts, it is as hideous and terrifying as the ancient beasts, making people's hearts palpitate, and its wanton aura, even if the four fierce beasts are combined, it is far inferior.

The Heavenly Saint Son's face became extremely exciting, looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer, and he felt the oppressive force getting stronger and stronger, as if a million vast territories had buried themselves, and his body was bound by the nameless force, and he could not struggle in the slightest;

Suddenly, the fist stopped, and the chalky aura dissipated.

The Heavenly Saint Son felt that the power of the confinement around him disappeared, and his fist seemed to dissipate, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling happy, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the smile on the face of the Heavenly Saint Son froze, and he only felt that his fist raised his head, and the terrifying boundless power slammed into his chest, and the sternum, which was already a fine steel bone, shattered, turned into powder in the air, like a falling kite falling from the sky, and blood gushed out.

When the Heavenly Saint Son was feeling bitter, he suddenly realized that Wan Qi Zhutian was standing in front of him, smiling at him.

Immediately, his scalp was numb, his body was like falling into an ice cellar, and he hurriedly turned over from the void and ran wildly......

When Wan Qi Zhutian made a move, the figures of the four strong men also moved, the longbow groaned, and the sound broke through the air!

The blade is cold, and the pupils are like blood!

The snow drifts in the world, and hates to dye the sky!

The body is like a heavenly garment, and it passes away with the wind!

The only remaining four earth-level giants of the Eight Banners suddenly felt a huge pressure, although the realm was the same, but the special talents of the four powerhouses, and the terrifying combat skills, made them feel very frightened.

Under the dome of the sky, the war was set off again, Jun Qinghan's body was like a long rainbow, rushing to the Eight Banners, the four holy dragon envoys also rushed into the battle circle, the dragon tribes, at this moment, went crazy again, the sound of the dragon's groan, resounded through the void endlessly, countless huge dragon bodies flew in the void, the dragon's tail twitched, whipping the Eight Banners.

The sky turned blood red again, and blood fell like a curtain of rain.

Hundreds of millions of monks in the world looked at the defeat and retreat of the Eight Banners, and became extremely shocked, never expecting that things would take such a big turn, it can be said that Wan Qi Zhutian alone changed the entire battle situation.

Millions of voids, the war continued, Wan Qi Zhutian followed behind the Heavenly Saint Son like a shadow, with a smile on his face, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, looking very indifferent and leisurely!

The four earth-level giants have already fallen three, and only the last earth-level giant is left, like a frightened bird in the air, and the hidden emperor who is in the dark from time to time, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the three powerhouses, "This old man, he always likes to consume other people's minds, so that he will fall quietly in terror!"

In another battle, there are four holy dragon envoys, plus two ancient forbidden dragons in charge, the Eight Banners Ancient Clan has been defeated like a mountain, seeing this situation, Bai Xiaopang, who has long been hiding on the side, rode a mule, humming a song, and stepped into the void very coquettishly.