Chapter Seventy-Four: The Ancient King Killed with One Kick
On this day, before the Yaochi Grand Gathering arrived, a large number of geniuses from the shemale race and the primeval race had already arrived, and even caused some conflicts.
Especially the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, she entertained all the young geniuses, except for Ye Fan, who was thrown to the Ziwei Ancient Star by Wang Xiaoran, basically all of them were very face-saving, including some primeval races that had no ill will towards the human race.
These people gathered together, there is no doubt that it is a small event, the monkey pulls the Divine Silkworm Daoist to fight hard, the Southern Demon and the Emperor drink with Taoism refining qi, Pang Bo and Duan De grinning and playing soy sauce, and the God King Body Ji Haoyue and the Heavenly Demon Body Demon Moon Sky discuss the physique...... The Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Qi Disaster Water, Ji Ziyue, and the little nuns each have their own fairy postures, competing for beauty, and they are all drinking, and their posture is moving.
Saying that Ye Fan, the most powerful genius of the human race, did not come, everyone was very sorry and amazed, because Heavenly Court's explanation for this was that Ye Fan broke through the realm of the king in retreat, and the immortal three slashed and walked in front of everyone again.
You must know that even if the Holy Emperor has just secretly seen the Dou Victory Buddha and received guidance, he has only just broken through to the realm of the Immortal Second Holy Lord.
"Boom!"
Finally, the time to come is still here, and most of the primeval races still don't have a good impression of the human race. It is true that there are actually many feuds within the primeval race, but in the face of the human race that almost occupies the world, they are still willing to put aside their grievances and join forces. Without him, it's just profit. A single primeval race, even the primeval royal clan, could not stand alone against the many Extreme Saint Soldiers of the human race, even if there were not many masters of the human race on the surface.
The reason why the human race is not strong enough is not to compare it with one primeval race, but to compare it with all the primeval races.
A powerful ancient king came, the divine bell rang non-stop, and an overwhelming sage aura surged into Yao Chi, without concealing it at all.
An ancient king with a dragon's head and a divine light strode in, and everywhere he passed, all living beings bowed uncontrollably.
This is the coercion of the saint level, and the ordinary monk can't bear it at all, so he walks straight towards the human group, and as a result, the popping sound is endless, and all of them are pressed to the ground by his breath.
The power of the saint is irresistible!
Obviously doing this on purpose, he strode forward and sneered, "I heard that there are two saints in the human race, it's really rare. Come and see me, and let me see if it lives up to its name!"
He stabbed with a hint of murderous intent in his arms. What the silkworm princess and the monkey said came true, the powerful ancient king just came to the person, and he wanted to kill the "only two saints" of the human race, that is, Jiang Taixu and Wang Xiaoran.
The ancient tree is like a dragon, and its branches are vigorous, stretching to the sky, sprinkling the shade of the ground. This ancient king dragon has a tall head, a majestic body, and a unique gift, looking tall and muscular, with a ring on the back of his head, which is dazzling.
Patches of Terrans and ancient creatures fell to their knees, their bodies like chaff, uncontrollable spasms, as if they were facing a god. He has incomparable power, and the qi that naturally emits is unbearable, this is the coercion of the ancient saint level, standing there, kneeling all over the audience.
"Where are those two saints, let him come and see me. His face was full of indifference, and he stood proudly in the center of the field with his hands behind his back, looking at Yao Chi. It seems that in his opinion, the saints of the human race are like weak chickens, and even if there are two, he can kill them.
The ancient trees are swaying, the shadows of the trees are swaying, this place is very quiet, and there is still no one to answer, who dares to stand up to the Terran monks here? They do not have the strength to fight with the saints. At this moment, the ancient king's face was very cold, he glanced at everyone, and then unscrupulously, looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Didn't you dare to come, or did you hide in a rat hole and shiver? It's ridiculous, hahaha...... Terran, you are as cowardly as ever!" he barged in alone, with a self-respecting air, squinting at everyone present, and this oppressive aura made people's spirits crack.
The laughter was harsh, and all the human monks present changed color, which was a humiliation that amounted to a slap in the face.
As soon as the words fell, he immediately knew what it meant to "die if you don't die".
Silently, the space above the Dragon Head Ancient King was all turned into powder and shattered, and a big foot stepped directly from the shattered space, without the slightest trace of fireworks, just like a random step in a daily walk.
However, the Dragon Head Ancient King, who had just been invincible, remained motionless, even his expression was completely frozen, maintaining that arrogant appearance of disdain, but his heart was extremely broken, full of despair, and shrouded in the shadow of death.
With this foot stepped on, the dragon-headed ancient king turned into powder inch by inch from top to bottom, and disappeared into ashes.
Everyone present was all stunned, and when they looked up, it was Wang Xiaoran who was smiling, and there were also Qinglian, crazy old man and Jiang Taixu next to him.
Everyone present was excited, especially Pang Bo, who directly patted the Holy Emperor and said: "How about Brother Monkey? An ancient king dares to shout like this! Originally, it was okay to bully and bully the juniors, just play 'punch Nanshan Nursing Home, kick Beihai Kindergarten', and satisfy your vanity." If you have to die, you will challenge me to teach the Supreme Elder, but you will be trampled to death!
At this moment, all the human races, demon races, and primeval races all lost their voices. In the past, according to Wang Xiaoran's achievements, the two clans knew that he was very strong, and guessed that he was in the realm of the ancient sages, and belonged to the strongest among them.
But he never thought that he would be so strong, in the face of an ancient king of the same level, he was able to kill in such a humiliating way, but the other party did not have the slightest strength to fight back, which was really terrifying.
At this moment, everyone realized that Wang Xiaoran was definitely not the realm of the ancient sages, and he was definitely higher. Throughout the ages, even the Great Emperor, when he was in the realm of the ancient sages, could not kill the saints and ancient kings of the same level so lightly without using his own weapons.
Because, anyone who can become a saint and an ancient king is absolutely not to be underestimated, and they are not mediocre or simple characters, and their combat effectiveness is absolutely against the sky.
On the other hand, this action of the Dragon Head Ancient King is a test of the primeval race, that is, he wants to test the hidden strength of the human race little by little, so as to facilitate the next decision, whether to exterminate the human race strongly, or to encroach on it a little bit, or to make peace with the human race, and obtain certain benefits first.
After all, no matter how confident the primeval race is, it is impossible to directly decide to destroy the human race from the beginning and set off an all-out war.
According to the information obtained by the primeval race, in the recent operation to destroy the hell and the human world, these two holy places have shown several saint-level heritage.
Then, the Terran was able to destroy them just by combining the Holy Land-level forces in the Eastern Wilderness, which fully showed that the strength of the Terran was far more than what was shown on the surface.
Even if the primeval race can work together to exterminate the human race, how many of the at least a thousand races on their side will be exterminated, and will the exterminated race include themselves?
These are all unknowns!
No primeval race was willing to take this risk and put themselves in danger of extinction, just in exchange for not very lucrative benefits. The territory of the human race is not enough for them to fight hard, and their current population does not need too much territory.
At the moment when Wang Xiaoran's foot appeared, the Ancient Ancestor King, who was closely following the situation here, found that all his divine consciousness had been ejected.
Obviously, the strong man of the Terrans has descended. (To be continued.) )