Compared with the horror of the three ancient royal families above the magic cloud, the people in Kunlun City seemed extremely excited.
That kind of aura is definitely not that of the Ten Thousand Races in human form, it must be the blood and energy of human monks.
No one expected that at the critical moment, a powerful person belonging to the human race would come and reverse the inevitable situation.
Immediately, everyone couldn't help but excitedly think that even among all races today, a great sage is already rare, and a quasi-emperor has never been heard of.
With such a powerful human being who is at least a quasi-emperor appearing in this world, who else dares to bully the human race wantonly?
The people who were most surprised were naturally the people of the Kunlun Sect.
They had not placed any hope on this mysterious young man from the ancient star where their ancestors lived.
But he never expected that he would be a powerful person who could take down the ancient emperor's soldiers with his bare hands. It was really shocking.
In the field, the golden divine light and the green-gold fairy light exploded. The golden mace and the divine refining pot seemed to feel the disregard coming from the young man in front of them, as if they were angered. The gods among them seemed to wake up and play a game truly comparable to the Jida. attack.
However, seeing this, Zhou Luo just slapped a backhand casually.
"when--"
The ordinary palm connected with the imperial soldier's body again, but the result was shocking.
The golden mace and the divine refining pot let out a cry at the same time, flew out upside down, and were smashed into the void, with chaotic energy overflowing.
A ridiculous idea even appeared in everyone's mind. Could this ancient imperial soldier be... broken?
"How can it be!?"
Seeing this shocking picture, the three royal families in the cloud were all dumbfounded.
It’s not like no one had taken over the ancient emperor’s weapons with bare hands before.
On the one hand, the highest level of cultivation is needed, but what is more needed is the support of the physical body, and those amazing and talented people all leave as soon as they touch it, how can anyone dare to slap the ancient imperial soldiers with one palm? Simply unheard of!
"Is he really...a living emperor?" Some of the disciples from the three tribes behind him trembled and couldn't help but whisper.
"Absolutely impossible!" The Golden Ancient King in front shouted.
However, after such a commotion, several ancient kings also calmed down.
The Hades Emperor of the Underworld has been incarnate for just ten thousand years, and he has never heard of anyone proving the Tao. And that person looks very energetic, and does not look like a strong man of the older generation who has been sealed since ancient times...
"Yes, it must be because the ancient emperor's soldiers have not fully awakened!" The ancient kings of several major royal families responded and comforted.
To truly resuscitate the imperial soldiers and deliver a blow comparable to that of the ancient emperor, one would need a massive amount of divine power that even the Great Sage would be unable to afford.
Therefore, generally just activating it to show that kind of power and exuding wisps of the ancient emperor's aura is enough to intimidate the heroes.
Hearing this, the divine general shrouded in black robes stood silent.
After making a judgment, the powerful men of several major royal families sat down cross-legged, recited the Immortal Sutra created by the ancestors, laid out unique formations, and used the power of blood to call out the departing ancient imperial soldiers.
"boom!"
The golden fairy light and the feathered blue light were entangled, flying out of the chaos and submerging into the magic cloud.
Seeing this, the two royal families couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. The ancient emperor's soldiers were safe, and that man was by no means as strong as they thought.
Seeing that the ancient imperial soldiers flew back and seemed to have no intention of attacking again in a short period of time, Zhou Luo withdrew his gaze and immediately fell towards the head of Kunlun City.
"Senior...Senior!"
The Kunlun cultists gathered around him, their expressions respectful but a little complicated.
This young man from the ancient star where the real Kunlun Mountains are located is actually a powerful man who can take on the emperor's soldiers with his bare hands.
Could it be said that he is really the Kunlun Holy Emperor?
This thought came to everyone's mind, and they immediately shook their heads in denial.
Absolutely impossible!
From ancient times to the present, no one can escape the reckoning of the long river of time. Even if there are so many ancient emperors who are invincible in the universe and dominate the eight wastes, haven't they all been lost in the years?
What's more, it's a legendary existence more than half a million years ago?
Just as everyone was thinking about it, a buzzing sound came, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
I saw the Kunlun Divine Mirror groaning softly, falling from the sky, hanging above Zhou Luo's head, and at the same time, it was accompanied by joyful fluctuations of divine thoughts.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but move to the Kunlun Mirror, and they were excited.
Everyone in the Kunlun Sect naturally knows that the true form of the Kunlun Mirror is definitely not a weapon of the Great Sage. Otherwise, they would not be able to use it against their enemies.
In addition to being able to gather the power of human faith, it also comes from the hands of the mysterious Kunlun God. The Great Holy Weapon is only an appearance, but in fact it is a supreme quasi-imperial weapon.
However, what even the Kunlun Sect didn't know was that the Kunlun Mirror actually contained complete Ji Dao divine patterns.
Could it be said that it was really the work of a Holy Emperor?
"Thank you, senior!"
No matter what, everyone could not be saved without Zhou Luo's generous action.
So, under the leadership of Master Kunlun, all the surviving humans in the divine city paid homage to him.
Just when Zhou Luo raised his hand to stop everyone, he suddenly felt something.
A powerful gaze came from the dark magic cloud, making him feel as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast.
Zhou Luo raised his head indifferently and smiled provocatively.
"boom!"
The golden mace tears apart the sky, blooms with billions of rays of rays of light, and the avenue roars.
"Wow!"
The divine refining pot sprays thin auspicious colors, and the green gold divine light evaporates and shines brightly.
"Jingle Bell!"
A big purple dragon shook its head and tail, steaming with auspicious energy. If you look closely, you can see that it is actually composed of countless purple and gold divine bells.
This is the ancient imperial soldier from Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, who had not participated in the attack before, and only now appeared in everyone's sight.
Three ancient imperial soldiers join forces!
This is not a passive attack before, but several royal families reciting the Immortal Sutra and communicating with the power of blood to truly awaken the sleeping gods among them.
The fairy light here is boiling, as if it illuminates the past, present, and future, and the mysterious power of chaotic time and space is surging.
At the same time, three huge dharma images appeared behind the imperial soldiers, like the legendary real ancient emperor who has returned to the world and needs all living beings to pay homage.
It is rare in ancient times that three extreme weapons were resurrected just to target one person. I am afraid that only the emperor at the end of the mythology could have such treatment.
Both the ancient royal family and the human race on the ground firmly believe that without enlightenment, absolutely no one can resist the blow from the three ancient emperors.
Faced with this fatal situation, Zhou Luo only smiled slightly, and then struck out with one palm.
Arrogant!
The three imperial soldiers on the opposite side also seemed to be irritated. The clearly unenlightened human race in front of them was so arrogant.
The three imperial soldiers were furious at the same time, making loud noises, and suppressed them together!
Just when everyone thought that in the next moment, Zhou Luo would be hit by three ancient imperial weapons and turn into powder.
An angry shout came from the horizon, echoed by the vast sea of bells:
"Who dares to bully my human race!"
Even Zhou Luo couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the horizon.
I saw a mighty middle-aged man wearing a crown on his head and a purple imperial robe coming from across the sky.
He held an immortal weapon in his hand, and the green clouds filled the sky. With a slight sway, a clear bell rang, causing the entire Zhongzhou land to shake, instantly turning the power of the three ancient imperial weapons into nothingness.
Everyone present had the same thought in their minds:
Donghuang Bell!
