Whether to invite the ancient saint or not, this decision is really difficult!

Flame Immortal fought to the death against the saint with the power of a half-saint, for what? It was because the ancient saint could not be born early, otherwise the human race would perish!

Once the foundation is lost, the alien race will harass and attack the human race unscrupulously, you know, the power of the boundary monument has no suppression for the saint.

The battle in the sky is becoming more and more hopeless, the Lie Ming has been seriously injured, completely suppressed by the saint barrier, he is covered in blood, his breath is weak, but he is still struggling to support!

The war spear in his hand has been broken, and his combat power has been greatly reduced, and now, he can only rely on the dark gold shield to resist.

"Boom!"

Wu Luo swept out with a single shot, slamming it on the shield, sweeping the Lie Ming out of a thousand feet away, breaking the mountain peaks, and finally, the Lie Ming stabilized his body and stood in the void coughing up blood.

His breath is sluggish, and his hair has already turned snow-white, almost mixed with blood, which is particularly dazzling, and it is heart-wrenching to watch!

"Ancestor!"

Below, the hearts of the strongest people of the human race were dripping blood one by one, clenching their fists tightly, blaming themselves for being too weak and incompetent, otherwise, they would not let the ancestor face it alone.

Behind him, many disciples had already shed tears, this scene was too miserable, in this era when saints are not out, half-saints should be invincible, but why would the other party walk out of a saint?

Why were the Terrans being forced to this point?

Why?

Why is that?

"Are the Terrans really going to lose?"

Many disciples couldn't help but ask themselves in their hearts, why was the newly ignited hope about to be shattered so quickly?

Are the Terrans really so unbearable?

"Haha, the Terrans are a bunch of useless things, look at your hopes, look at your guardians, it's so unbearable, the victory and defeat are still out!"

"Hehe, when their semi-holy war dies, we will kill all these guys, see what else the Terrans can resist, and when the time comes, we will divide the Terran territory together. ”

"Haha......"

The laughter of the alien supreme power shook the sky, as if they had seen the tragic future of the Terrans, and saw all the Terrans become their slaves, at their mercy and humiliation!

"Abominable ......"

Seeing such an arrogant appearance of the strongest man of the alien race, a strong man of the human race clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound, and he stepped out, wanting to kill those aliens who spoke wildly.

"Wait!"

Qingchengzi stretched out his hand to stop this person, at this moment, there is a demi-saint on the other side, once he makes a move, the human race will definitely suffer!

The strongest man of the celebrity race also understood Qingchengzi's scruples, but these alien races were so hateful that he couldn't bear it!

"Don't be impulsive...... Yun Xiaozi also said in a deep voice at this time.

At this moment, Lin Qingfan made the most difficult decision in his life......

He decided to fight, at this time, the ancient saints of the human race were really not suitable to be invited.

His figure flashed, and he retreated to the back row, where the many disciples of Qingcheng Mountain and the one hundred and eight peak masters were located.

"Peak masters, senior brothers, I have something to ask for!"

Hearing this, the senior brothers who were nervously watching the battle all came back to their senses and were stunned for a moment, all of them casting puzzled eyes.

"Qingfan, what do you have to do, just speak!" said Qing Wuya, the master of Qingfeng Peak.

Time was pressing, Lin Qingfan didn't explain in detail, and said directly: "I need to urge a magic weapon, but my ability is not enough, I need all the peak masters and many senior brothers to help me!"

Everyone was slightly stunned for a moment, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in their hearts, but they didn't ask more, and nodded in unison.

"What do you need us to do?" Qing Wuya hurriedly asked.

"In the process of urging the magic weapon, I need everyone to transfer all the mana to me. ”

Qing Wuya glanced at several peak masters around him, and the rest of them all nodded, and at this time, Qing Wuya nodded and said, "There is no problem with this matter." ”

Lin Qingfan nodded, and hugged his fists at the peak masters, thanking them!

Then, he sat down cross-legged and sent a message to Qingchengzi: "Sect Master, please mobilize all the Dan Rivers in the sect, I have a way to kill the saint!"

Hearing the transmission, Qingchengzi's heart trembled slightly, kill the saint?

Surprised, he hurriedly turned around and looked towards Lin Qingfan, at this moment, Lin Qingfan was levitating a palm-sized small tripod in his hand, the small tripod was red and white, and there were cumbersome runes engraved on the outside, at a glance, it seemed that this small tripod was compatible with the avenue!

"What is this?" Qingchengzi saw at a glance that this Xiao Ding was unusual, and asked with a shocked expression.

"Quasi-Emperor Artifact!"

The four words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, falling in Qingchengzi's heart, instantly stirring up a thousand waves, giving him a kind of hope for another village!

But soon, his expression sank, and the voice asked, "Can you urge?"

Lin Qingfan shook his head and said with a solemn expression: "With the help of Danhe and the peak masters, as well as the tens of thousands of senior brothers in the entire sect, it should be no problem." ”

"But...... Even if you succeed, you will be attacked by a powerful backlash, you have to think about it!" Qingchengzi is a person who understands, and knows that forcibly urging the magic weapon will pay a heavy price.

"Zhangjiao, now is not the time to think about the consequences, the patriarch is still fighting, if you don't hurry up, the patriarch will die in battle, time is pressing, don't hesitate. Lin Qingfan said anxiously. With this consequence, he had long thought that this magic weapon had been completely fused with him, and no one but him could urge it, so he had to take a risk.

Hearing this, Qingchengzi was stunned, so he no longer hesitated, his hands changed rapidly, and one after another knots were punched.

In the distance, inside the Aomine Hall.

Ten Dan rivers flew out and turned into dragons about dozens of zhang long, roaring towards Lin Qingfan!

Feeling the rich aura fluctuations coming from behind, Lin Qingfan no longer hesitated.

He sat cross-legged in mid-air, and as soon as his mind moved, he entered the dantian and fused his mind with the Qiankun Ancient Array.

And the next moment, an extremely mysterious light array emerged from his palm, and then as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out and fell on top of the light array.

The light array rose against the storm, and in just a few breaths, it turned into a huge array of hundreds of zhang, covering the sky and the earth, and a kind of fluctuation that made the soul throb a little, slowly spreading.

The huge array spread out from the sky, and countless mystical rays spread out in it, intertwined and gathered, filled with an obscure and ancient atmosphere.

Ever since he had spoken to the Qiankun Emperor last time and had seen the external formation of the Qiankun Ancient Formation, from that moment on, he knew how to control this formation.

And as Lin Qingfan placed the Qiankun Ancient Array outside, his face was also completely pale, he raised his head, his eyes were glowing with red luster, and he swept fiercely over the extremely proud alien powerhouses in front of him, and said secretly: "This time, none of you can leave." ”