The grand meeting of all races will not start for a day, but there are already many monks in Yaochi, there are many races, the appearance is very different, many creatures are like gods and demons, it is very terrifying, it is the creatures of the primeval race.

Yaochi is very wide, but there are many prohibitions, many areas are not allowed to set foot in, there are immortal tears green golden pagoda divine majesty, overwhelming, no one dares to take a step.

But the area that is open and used as a grand event is also very wide, with verdant trees, ancient trees, spiritual peaks one after another, and lakes one after another, clouds steaming and glowing, dotted in the pure land.

The territory is vast enough, but it is afraid that various ethnic groups will be crowded together and there will be conflicts.

When Wang Xiaoran and his party arrived, all the forces of the demon clan that had arrived all went out to greet them, especially after they knew that Wang Xiaoran had just stepped on a primeval king, all the people who greeted them were full of smiles, and they had confidence in this gathering for the first time.

Only the creatures of the primeval race were very angry, because at this moment, the primeval race belonged to a whole when facing the two clans, but they didn't dare to show it, any provocation was for a strong man like Wang Xiaoran to find death.

At the same time, outside the Yao Pond, a young man walked up, looking peaceful, but every step fell in harmony with heaven and earth, and there was an inexplicable rhythm. This is a stunningly beautiful man, whose appearance makes many women in the world jealous, can be called peerless, the whole body is shining, the divine light flows, and there are several old slaves to guard.

Most people feel that they have only seen it in their lives, this is a man who is more handsome than Hua Yunfei and other human demons, it is really impeccable, almost perfect.

The Emperor!

Many ancient beings worship together, very religious, without any falsehood.

This is the son of the Immortal Emperor, who has appeared today.

The prince of heaven was shrouded in a five-colored divine ring, like the son of a god descending into the world, and even his hair seemed to be crystal clear, walking step by step. His eyes are very deep, and there are various deductions of the evolution of mountains and rivers, the changes of the years, and the feathering of flying immortals, which makes people sink and shock.

Wang Xiaoran's gaze also shot over, the divine light flashed, and the emperor suddenly felt an unparalleled pressure coming, majestic and powerful, holy and supreme, as if he was facing a god and wanted to bow and worship.

At this moment, a colorful divine light rose from the emperor's body to the sky, resisting all the pressure in Wang Xiaoran's gaze for the emperor's son, obviously the Supreme Treasure Automatic Protector.

Wang Xiaoran directly retracted his gaze, and walked in front with the power of the two clans, and was surrounded by a large group of holy lords of the major holy lands and the ancient family, and walked towards the interior of Yaochi, preparing to hold a summit meeting first, and unify the caliber of dealing with the primeval race.

As for the current emperor, there is no difference between Wang Xiaoran and passers-by.

On the other hand, the Emperor felt that his dignity had been trampled on like never before, and no one had ever dared to humiliate and ignore himself like this. Yes, for the unintentional pressure in Wang Xiaoran's gaze just now, the emperor has already seen it as a deliberate humiliation of himself.

Nails are deeply embedded in the flesh, there is no doubt that the emperor is extremely narcissistic, he has always regarded himself very highly, and he will never think that from beginning to end, Wang Xiaoran actually didn't really take him seriously, but thought that it could be targeted.

It's just that the emperor knows that there is a huge gap between his strength and the other party, and although he can't swallow this breath, he can only endure it, and wait until his strength is strong before returning it and crushing the other party's bones to ashes.

The sound of the piano is dingdong, in the ancient woods, on the shore of Minghu Lake, the light is swirling, the mist is steaming, and hundreds of birds are coming, and it is peaceful. The ancient tribes had gloomy faces, and an ancient king was killed in public, which made them feel like a big stone in their hearts, and they were very uncomfortable.

However, they know that the big people behind the various primeval royal families will definitely not sit idly by, there will be big people to find the field, they just need to wait patiently, the prestige of the human race will not last long, let them be arrogant for a while.

The convention is finally about to begin, and tomorrow morning will be the first day, but everything is so calm that many people feel uneasy. Finally, when the red sun was falling in the west, the breath of the star field being reversed came from outside the Pure Land, and no one came in, but everyone was terrified.

The ancient saints are overwhelming!

"When ......"

The divine bell is long, ringing for a long time, and there is a supreme big man coming, and everyone has to go to greet it.

However, Wang Xiaoran said directly: "The one who finds fault is here, you don't have to go out, this scene will be handed over to King Jiang Shenwang." The main meal has not yet started, so there is no need to rush. ”

Hearing this, everyone sat down.

Wang Xiaoran smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and swiped in front of him, and a large mirror with a radius of dozens of zhang appeared in the main hall, and all the scenes outside were reflected in the mirror, but the other party was unaware.

I saw that on the horizon line, several figures walked slowly, all of them tall and incomparably majestic, like a few magic mountains, about to collapse the eternal blue sky.

They walked very slowly, but they were quite intimidating, each one seemed to have gone through immeasurable tribulations, and their bodies were combined with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, blending into the Dao Rules.

Seven people!

There are seven Ancient Saint-level existences!

They came together, walked together, so that the earth was about to sink, and all kinds of light fell from the sky, and the heavenly sounds were endless, as if they were singing for them. This is the vision produced by the seven ancient saint-level powerhouses, recognized by heaven and earth, and all kinds of auspicious fortunes have been sent down for them, and each of them has a unique divine rule.

Seven ancient saints, such a powerhouse appeared at the same time, and just thinking about it made people shudder. On the horizon, overwhelmed by a blazing light, seven tall figures walked up, each of them dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.

All living beings trembled and were in awe, this is a saint-level existence, and it takes a lifetime to look up. The eyes of all the Terran monks outside were hot, how good it would be if this was a saint of the Terran race, there were seven of them, how shocking it was to appear like this!

However, as the footsteps approached, all the human monks poured cold water on their heads, and each saint had a different appearance, with obvious ancient characteristics. Although he had a premonition, he couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed, how could the human race come to seven ancient saints at once and shock all races. After all, on the bright side, there are only two saint-level powerhouses in the human race, Wang Xiaoran and Jiang Taixu, and at most an old madman who doesn't know where.

It's a pity that after the transformation and becoming the Great Sage, he changed his clothes again, and the old madman who relived his life changed too much, and the rest of the people were not familiar with him. Covered with decay and becoming like the sky, the old madman not only has his appearance and temperament, but also his breath is turned upside down, and naturally no one can recognize him.

Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness, how could such ancient ministries contend with each other, and all of a sudden they joined forces to come to such ancient kings, and the people who were pressed were suffocated.

At this time, there was a quiet outside the Yao Pond, there was no life, there was no sound, and no one could speak.

There are very few saints on the surface of the human race, but there are a group of ancestral kings in the primeval tribes, and the difference is too great to compete at all.

Bathed in the glow, their bodies were trimmed with gold, they walked step by step, their looks were different, some had a human head and a phoenix body, some had a unicorn head, and some had thirty-six pairs of divine wings on their backs, and some people were exactly the same as humans.

Obviously, they are not from the same race, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are full of malice towards the human race, and like the dragon head ancient king, they have come here to stand up to the human race.

Who can stop the existence of the Seven Saints? I wonder if Wang Xiaoran and Jiang Taixu can defeat the Seven with one enemy? In the eyes of the low-level human race, Wang Xiaoran killed the Dragon Head Ancient King, although he was a human race, he was suspected of a sneak attack, and it was even possible that he was not the only one who did it at that time. The reason why the Dragon Head Ancient King didn't fight back may be because he was frozen by what means the Jiang God King used. However, the seven saints of the primeval race are a monstrous combat force that can destroy all opponents!

The seven ancient kings restrained their coercion, and did not force all the clans to kneel like the Dragon Head Ancestor King, but they were very cold, even more indifferent and ruthless, standing outside the Yao Pond like seven mountains.

"The Yaochi Grand Meeting is about to begin, and the Seven Ancestral Kings have descended, making this conference glorious. Someone spoke, complimenting him in disguise.

"Please seven seniors, please. "The Sect Master who has just arrived from the Terran Race has spoken, although there is hostility in his heart, but he has to treat it respectfully, if he is not well entertained, I am afraid that there will be a great disaster.

However, the seven ancient kings stood outside the Yao Pond, as if they hadn't heard it, they didn't pay attention to it at all, and their faces were as cold as ice stones.

Several Terran sect leaders bowed to each other, and froze suddenly, not in humiliation, but in indifferent disregard. The other Terran monks were also cold, feeling the gap between heaven and earth.

These seven ancient kings didn't look at them at all, their eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and there was a cold chill, as if they were facing a group of ants, and they had no common language.

didn't deliberately despise it, but this kind of vision of the different world, the posture of ignoring them, made people's hearts even colder.

Ants and dragons don't intersect!

This is the feeling of all people, they are in two worlds, and because of this, they are ignored, and they are powerless to be angry, which is an inexplicable sadness.

The dragon ancestor king, who was trampled to death by Wang Xiaoran, was empty-eyed, and his heart was very impetuous, which made people afraid, but it was difficult to fear.

And these seven ancient kings are different, they are extremely indifferent, they don't say a word, but they are even more terrifying, ignoring the human race present, this indifference is contempt from the bottom of their hearts, and it is even more terrifying.

"I've seen a few ancestral kings. "The Emperor stepped forward to salute.

Only at this time, the seven nodded, but they still didn't say anything, and stood outside the Yao Pond like seven magic mountains.

Only Wang Xiaoran and the others knew that this was a silent provocation, asking Wang Xiaoran to go out and negotiate with masters of the same level, they thought that except for the saints of the same level of the human race, the rest of the people were not qualified to negotiate with them.

Even, it may not be that he wants to force out the high-level combat power of the human race, this is an upright conspiracy, which is irresistible.

If the high-level Terran does not come out and the reality is exposed, they may even be able to bloody the Yaochi Festival. (To be continued.) )