Constant days, vacuum crossing.

The ancient emperor wore a crown on his head and looked at Ji Fei, but he was silent.

The same is true for Jifei.

The two of them didn't speak, but the cold murderous aura between the two of them permeated the place, rich as water.

The messy aura fluctuations in the vacuum crossing swept even more wildly, and the cold wind swept the purple and black demonic hair on the ancient emperor's forehead, hanging down in front of his eyes and flying at will, and the same was true for Ji Fei's white hair.

The two stared at each other coldly.

After a long time, the ancient emperor finally spoke: "Current affairs, this emperor thought that the person worthy of my action should be the berserker of Long Jiuzi, but I didn't expect it to be you Ji Fei." ”

Ji Fei looked at him coldly and was silent.

"But you are amazingly talented, but you will not insult the prestige of my ancient clan!"

He snorted softly, "Ji Fei, you see!"

As he spoke, the Ancient Emperor stepped into the air with one step, and slashed down with one hand, and under this slash, a huge axe shadow suddenly appeared in the void, and it slashed down fiercely!

"Battle Tips?!" Ji Fei said in surprise!

The figure of the ancient emperor was like the wind, and the sound moved, and when Ji Fei was slightly stunned for a moment, he had already come to him.

Looking at the hideous and abrupt runes floating on the ancient emperor's face in front of him, Ji Fei froze slightly.

"A Hundred Battles in the Sky!"

The Ancient Emperor slashed it with one hand, but saw that the huge axe shadow in the void had already been chopped down.

With a loud bang, Ji Fei flew out upside down.

This blow was caused by him being caught off guard, but this is not the strongest form of the battle technique, plus Ji Fei's cultivation of the Nine Thunder God Technique, now his body is not what it used to be, under this blow, but it was heard loudly, like a big bell roaring, everyone heard this, and couldn't help but change color.

"What a horrible body!"

Ji Fei staggered backwards, and said in surprise: "Battle trick?! This is actually a battle trick?!"

"Yes, you're not blind. The corners of the ancient emperor's mouth curled, and he was naturally extremely proud of the battle tricks.

However, Ji Fei's heart set off a monstrous Lang.

He is no stranger to the tricks of war. At the beginning, on the planet Cangming, there were three ancient nations of barbarian warfare in the Northern Plains, and among them, this battle trick was the secret method that the war clan did not pass on! Could it be that this ancient emperor was actually a member of the war clan?

"Are you a member of the War Clan?" Ji Fei asked, but as he spoke, Ji Fei himself shook his head, the three clans disappeared mysteriously, and there was only one orphan, and that was the Berserker. Of course, there is also an old slave, that is, the old blind man of the Northern Plains, who also knows how to fight.

And now, in this world, there is one more person who knows how to fight.

The ancient emperor didn't answer, just smiled mysteriously, and at the same time, his figure was not slow, and he chased after Ji Fei again.

"Savage and unrestrained!" the ancient emperor pointed down, but saw that between his fingers, a large group of extremely strange gray gas was condensed in an instant, filled with extremely domineering energy, and at the moment under his finger, this energy instantly condensed, and then came with the power of one finger.

Ji Fei's pupils shrank, and his figure suddenly flashed, as if a doppelganger suddenly appeared in place, and he himself appeared hundreds of zhang away in an instant, dodging the power of this finger.

This is the mystery of the third layer of the Taixu Sutra that he used, which restricts the heavens and shrinks the earth.

At the moment when he used this magical power, Qing Chan and Wuxianzi, who had been quietly cultivating with their eyes closed, opened their eyes at the same time.

Qing Chan himself was full of strong surprise and envy in his eyes, "This is the feeling of the third step?!! at this moment Qing Chan's body trembled slightly, and the whole person seemed quite excited. "Impossible, impossible!!! Obviously he is just a junior who has achieved great success in the realm of suffering, how can he know the morality of the third step of the realm of annihilation?!" Qing Chan didn't want to believe that Ji Fei used this kind of magical power of "recovering the heavens and shrinking the earth", but it actually carried a strange and familiar feeling, which was the feeling that could only be possessed by the third step of cultivation.

Back then, Qing Chan could feel such feelings from his master and his senior brother Wuxianzi.

And although the five sages were a little curious, they were quite calm, but a deep color flowed in the depths of his eyes, "The third step?!" Back then, he was also a monk of the Extinction Realm, but due to some things, Xiuwei directly fell into a realm and became a monk of the Gathering Realm.

When Ji Fei dodged the power of the ancient emperor's finger, Ji Fei's heart became even more strange, "This is brute spirit!!" Looking at the strange brute energy on the ancient emperor's body, Ji Fei said.

He looked at the Ancient Emperor thoughtfully.

The ancient emperor saw that Ji Fei had dodged his supernatural powers, it was not strange, but his body turned, like a spinning top, and in front of him, eighteen hurricanes rolled up in an instant, and they swept towards Ji Fei with a whoosh, "The madman is against the sky!!"

Eighteen hurricanes, like eighteen black dragons, are hundreds of zhang high, and Ji Fei looks extremely small in front of them.

Ji Fei saw these eighteen hurricanes, and after a moment of solemnity, his face was solemn for a moment, and he smiled faintly, and pinched the trick with one hand, "Hurricane!!" He waved his left hand suddenly, without waves, but Ji Fei's comprehension of the water, fire and wind in the Three Treasures of the Earth was naturally not under the ancient emperor, this type of wind, although the momentum was not obvious, but under a wave, the brake was the way that belonged to the "wind"!

The wind swept by, and the eighteen black dragon hurricanes fell apart.

Seeing this, the ancient emperor showed a hideous smile on his face, and the "Three Treasures and Nine Huajing!!" his eyes showed greed.

"Crazy power!!" Ji Fei said slightly, at this time his heart was no longer the previous excited look, but Ji Fei didn't understand why this ancient emperor had the wild power, brute spirit, and battle skills that only the three barbaric war clans could have

Ji Fei was puzzled, but he just had a guess in his heart. If his prediction was correct, the sudden disappearance of the three clans of the Northern Plains Barbarian War must have a great connection with the ancient emperor in the Three Sages Society.

"You've finally used the Three Treasures and Nine Huajing!" the Ancient Emperor shook his head and snapped his wrists, making a crackling sound. "It's time to get some real work with you!"

At the moment when the Ancient Emperor activated the battle technique, the berserker in the tenth Star Stone Hall was stunned, and then his face showed an unspeakable pain and anger, "I feel that the blood in my body has boiled, and the ancient mission is calling me!" The berserker said to Nantian and the Four Elephant Prince Nangong hate, and then left the tenth Star Stone Hall and broke through the sky.

The two who looked at each other were puzzled, but they could only shake their heads helplessly.

After all, the matter of the fate is more important at the moment!

When the Ancient Emperor decided to use the "True Style" against Ji Fei, the form of the berserker appeared in the vacuum.

As soon as he appeared, his gaze was fiercely locked on the figure of the ancient emperor in the void, ignoring the strange runes that suddenly appeared on his body.

The Ancient Emperor was also stunned and looked at the berserker.

"It's okay, get rid of your evil seed first, and it's not too late to grab the Three Treasures and Nine Huajing!" The ancient emperor was stunned for a moment, then he recovered, he looked at Ji Fei and the berserker, "What, are you two coming together, or"

As soon as Ji Fei was about to speak, the berserker, who had been silently looking extremely cold, said, "Daoist Ji Fei, please give me the opportunity to fight this battle!!"

His tone was extremely resolute and unquestionable.

Ji Fei said uneasily: "Berserker, do you know the gap between your cultivation and the ancient emperor?!"

The Ancient Emperor is the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Three Sages Society, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the Gathering Realm, while the Berserker is in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, and the gap between the two is too big.

Unexpectedly, the berserker didn't answer Ji Fei's question at all, but smiled coldly and contemptuously, "Ancient Emperor?hmph!!"

"He's just an ancient slave of my three ancient clans!!" The berserker's voice resounded through the vacuum!

Hearing this, the five sages just smiled coldly.

When the ancient emperor heard this, his face suddenly changed greatly, "Bastard, damn it!!" His eyes turned red in an instant, and he punched directly towards the berserker!!

A fist of phantom, spreading the void.

The berserker smiled coldly, not dodging or dodging, but when he slapped his forehead, the countless runes in an instant became even more red, and on his forehead, an ancient word appeared, "Battle!!"

The war clan has never retreated!

With a bang, it was completely killed in front of the berserker, and the power of this punch was the power of the punch of the monk who won the late stage and became a monk in the bitter realm!

Under normal circumstances, the monks in the late stage of the transformation of the gods were killed almost instantly.

However, a strange thing happened to the berserker's body, not only was he not killed, but the breath on his body at this time was extremely weirdly improved under the bombardment of that punch, and in an instant, it was Cheng Dù who had reached the peak period.

Berserker, take the punch of the Ancient Emperor!!

"Is this your punch? so weak and powerless! Gu Nu is Gu Nu, in front of my Gu clan, how dare you call the emperor?!" the berserker spurted blood foam from his mouth, and said disdainfully, his eyes were so firm that there was not the slightest hint of fear.

The Ancients, a mysterious race. In every ancient clan, there is a power that has been passed down to the ancients. The three tribes of the barbarian war are the three tribes of the ancient clans. It is said that the three tribes of the Barbarian War in the northern plains of the Cangming Planet migrated from far away, and this ancient emperor is just an ancient slave under the three tribes of the Barbarian War. It's just a slave bully, this ancient slave clan is also not bad, after endless years, secretly stealing the inheritance of the three clans, and then erasing the three clans together in the dust of history.

And the ancient slave clan, under the leadership of the ancient emperor, in order to erase the three clans of the barbarian war, also paid the price of blood, and the ancient slave clan, now there is only one ancient emperor.

"This emperor killed you, who is still qualified to be called the emperor of the ancient clan?!" the ancient emperor laughed madly, and as soon as he stepped into the void, he was about to go forward and completely wipe out the berserker.

Everyone looked at this qiē, and no one moved, not even Zhou Banxian did not help.

It's not that Zhou Banxian is unwilling, but that the berserker is unwilling.

"Those who rebel against my ancient clan will be punished even if they are strong!" the berserker did not have the slightest look of fear and greeted the ancient emperor.

The two of them are close to each other in an instant, both of them are proficient in combat techniques, and their bodies have inherited the characteristics of the ancient clan and are extremely strong, and their fists are bloody, and they are like thunder drums on the skin. It's just that the berserker is a monk in the early stage of the championship after all, and his cultivation is too big for the ancient emperor.

With a bang, the berserker was blown away.

He was soaked in blood all over his body, his eyes were bright red, but he didn't take a step back, and there was only one battle word in his heart.

Compared with the Ancient Emperor, the berserker's violent power and brute spirit are more pure, but even so, it still can't make up for the huge gap between the two in cultivation.

The blood on the berserker's body flowed out, he looked at the ancient emperor and was angry to the extreme, at this moment, he seemed to see the blood rain falling from the sky when he was a child, and the clansmen died one by one under the sudden attack of the ancient slave clan, and the stumps and broken arms fell to the earth.

"Hehehe, hehehe" Berserker's blood-soaked mouth erupted with a strange laugh.

"If this person is not removed, what is the point of my life?" In the eyes of the berserker, at this time, it seemed that he saw the ancient ancestors of the ancient clan, the ancient clan is arrogant, and absolutely cannot tolerate the slightest violation of others, but the ancient slave clan has touched the anti-scale of the ancient clan, but there is one person in the ancient clan, who should die on the battlefield and wash the shame of the ancient clan in blood.

"Hmph, kill you, I'm the Emperor of the Ancient Clan!!" the Ancient Emperor laughed, walking towards the berserker step by step, trying to stab him.

"Die to me!!" the Ancient Emperor slashed with a palm!

With this palm, the ancient emperor used ten percent of his strength, vowing to leave the last orphan berserker of the ancient clan here completely.

"What?!"

I only heard a bang, accompanied by the ancient emperor's astonishment, and his palm did not kill the berserker.

Looking closely, I saw that a strange bright red mist filled the surroundings of the berserker's body, and then this red mist slowly spontaneously combusted in the void, looking from a distance, it was like a demonic red lotus blooming with flowers!

It was a flame caused by the spontaneous combustion of boiling blood.

"What, the bloodline of the Gu clan has awakened at this time?!" The Gu Emperor was shocked, the awe of the Gu Nu clan for the Gu clan in his bones made his body tremble slightly involuntarily, and his expression was full of fear. "No, it's not right, it's to use the natal true blood of burning oneself to stimulate the temporary awakening of the bloodline of the ancient race!" The Ancient Emperor noticed this, and couldn't help laughing, "In this way, you evil seed only has three breaths"

At this moment, the voice of the ancient emperor was cut off!

He watched as the body of the berserker in front of him began to slowly swell up at this time, and in the blink of an eye, it was tens of thousands of feet tall, and the Emperor of Ancient Slaves looked as small as an ant at this time.

"Three breaths is enough!" everyone looked at the behemoth of the berserker in astonishment, and their jaws could not be closed.

This body is too huge, standing up to the sky, and the whole body is glowing with purple and gold metallic color, which looks indestructible!

"The power of the ancient gods!" In the sky, the giant looked indifferently at the beings in the vacuum, his eyes were cold and abnormal, and at a glance, the breath of this world had been condensed and frozen. At this time, the giant no longer had the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power, it was almost pure physical power, and at this time, the great finger fell from the sky and pressed down towards the ancient emperor.

With this finger pressed, the world in front of the ancient emperor seemed to collapse, and there was no way to hide.

In an instant, the ancient emperor's whole person fell apart directly, turning into a cloud of dust, dust to dust, earth to earth, as it came, an ethereal.

At the feet of this huge giant, everyone couldn't help but tremble, and it was difficult to resist the quaint aura on its body.

"This is the real Gu Clan!!"

Everyone saw that beside the giant that the berserker had turned into a giant, there were seven gray whirlpools, and breath was diffused from the whirlpools, and at this time, the whirlpools slowly disappeared, and the body of the berserker, from the feet to the head, began to turn into a vacuum.

Ji Fei looked at this scene, a little silently sad.

"Even the berserker Taoist friend died"

The war ended, and the vacuum was restored, leaving behind the stunned crowd.