If all the saints in this world had such virtues, Tang Hao would have wanted to turn around and leave.
"The ancestor kings of those ancient tribes couldn't be because of their special race. They only cultivated to the ancestor kings by living a long time, right? Why do you feel that there is such a big gap between them and the human race?"
In front of the stone table, Tang Hao was completely out of the mood to watch the show because of the arrogant ancestor.
It's no wonder that in the end Jiang Taixu managed to kill all the ancestor kings on his own. Such an opponent was just the brainless villain in the legend.
Slowly raising his palm, a wisp of black and yellow energy that was as thin as possible suddenly appeared on Tang Hao's fingertips.
Looking at the ancestor who was still chattering, Tang Hao wanted to throw Xuanhuang out several times, but in the end, he held back.
"Well, if I take action now, those ancestor kings will probably not have the guts to break up with the human race later, right?"
After thinking about it, Tang Hao gave up the idea of crushing the dragon-headed ancestor to death.
One of the biggest purposes of coming to Yaochi this time is to see how the God King Jiang Taixu has single-handedly supported the human race.
If they intervene at this time, it is estimated that those ancient tribes will not have the courage to make a noise later.
Just be stupid if you are stupid, at least they still have strength, otherwise they will not make the human race feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.
Sighing, Tang Hao took back the tiny black and yellow Qi on his fingertips.
"The world of Zhetian is still too low for the prehistoric world. It would be better if it were a perfect world."
Tang Hao sighed as he played with the wine glass in his hand somewhat boredly.
The highest level of combat power in the Zhetian World is only the Red Dust Immortal, but the Red Dust Immortal will probably only have about the strength of the Golden Immortal in the prehistoric times.
Only in a perfect world can existences above the Golden Immortal appear.
It's a pity that the box switches worlds randomly every time. Tang Hao can only hope that the next time he switches, he will be given a world with higher combat power.
"After the Yao Chi grand event is over, I might as well go around and look at the scenery, and take a few more talented human beings back to the wilderness."
"But having said that, my physique seems to be a bit special. It seems like I can encounter some big things wherever I go."
"I wonder if there are some plots in this world that I don't know about. Otherwise, knowing everything would be too boring."
While Tang Hao was talking to himself alone, on the other side, the conflict had escalated again.
The Dragon Head Ancestor King said Wu Shi's bones turned to ashes, which made all the people angry.
Even though there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, some people still stood up and spoke angrily back.
Every human emperor is worthy of respect. Most of the reasons why humans can live in Beidou today are because those human emperors once fought in restricted areas!
If it weren't for the Great Emperor, the human race would have long lost its status as the protagonist of the world in the dark turmoil again and again.
However, in the face of the anger of the human race, the dragon-headed ancestor king seemed to be watching a joke, his disdain in his eyes did not shrink at all.
Not far away, Prince Tian and Yuan Gu watched all this indifferently without saying a word.
Most of those ancient tribes were like the dragon-headed ancestor king, with their hands folded across their chests and their expressions proud.
"Our human race has been inherited since ancient times. How can you, the ancestor king, be the one to make the final decision?"
On top of a spiritual peak, the old man whom Tang Hao had stared at before finally spoke.
At this time, he looked at the Dragon-headed Ancestor King in the stone forest, his furrowed face full of anger.
"Oh? Then show your strength! Who doesn't know how to talk?"
The Dragon Head Ancestor King glanced at the old man indifferently, and after seeing that the other party was not in the Dao-killing realm, his eyes became more disdainful.
"Do you dare to go out?"
Facing repeated provocations, the old man knew that he could not endure it any longer.
The morale of the human race at this time fell to an extremely low level because of the arrival of powerful men from the ancient clan, but the lack of saints in the human race.
At this time, the dragon-headed ancestor king even insulted the human emperor. If he didn't take action again, this event would become a complete joke!
"Barbarian King! Don't be impulsive!"
"Yes, the other party is the ancestral king. After leaving Yaochi, the Western Emperor Tower loses its function!"
"The grand event hasn't completely started yet. Maybe my human saint will come last?"
Hearing the old man's words, many human race leader-level experts were stunned for a moment, and then tried to dissuade him with anxious tones.
This old man is the barbarian king of the barbarian tribe, and is now the strongest person on the human side in Yaochi.
Although the temperament of the barbarians is very different from that of the human race, the barbarians, nicknamed barbarians, are also human races.
At this time, not only the leaders of the major human races had emotional changes because of the Barbarian King's words, but also the ancient tribes.
The Dragon Head Ancestor King no longer paid attention to Ye Fan in front of him. No matter how mean-spirited the other party was, he would not be able to take action without leaving Yaochi.
Ruju's eyes swept over the barbarian king's body unscrupulously, and a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Are you...sure?"
How dare a guy in the Dao-killing realm actually dare to challenge him, when the strength of his ancestor is just for show?
On the Lingfeng Peak, the old Barbarian King ignored the secret dissuasion of the major leaders and began to walk towards the outside of Yaochi.
He did not answer the ancestor king, but explained everything with his actions.
"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that even though your human race is a little weaker, you are still very angry."
"Since you want to die, then I will help you, old man!"
Looking at the Barbarian King who was silently walking towards the outside of the Yaochi, the Dragon Head Ancestor King finally glanced at Ye Fan in front of him with a dead look, and then walked towards the outside of the Yaochi.
"What happened to the Barbarian King? Does he have a way to deal with the Ancestor King?"
Ye Fan ignored the glare. He looked at the rickety back of the Barbarian King and suddenly frowned.
"Probably, otherwise wouldn't this be just asking for death?"
Duan De finally came behind Ye Fan at this time. He shrank his neck and looked very wretched.
If not all eyes were looking this way just now, he would have wanted to run away.
After all, the pressure given to him by the ancestor king is quite great. He will not go forward to die foolishly if he follows the principle of leaving green hills without worrying about having no firewood.
"This damn ancient tribe, if you give me another twenty years, I will definitely shoot him to death!"
"I regret that I was born too late. Otherwise, why would we need the sages of the human race to show up? I can destroy all these ancestor kings!"
Unlike Duan De, there was no trace of fear on the faces of the human race geniuses in the stone forest at this time.
Almost everyone's eyes were flashing with anger, and some were gnashing their teeth, wishing to kill the Dragon-headed Ancestor King directly!
"Hidden Dragon River? Haha, I will visit you later."
Ji Haoyue looked at the Dragon Head Ancestor King who was about to step out of the Yaochi area. Recognizing his origin, a rare coldness flashed in his eyes.
As a direct descendant of the Great Emperor of the Void, he would not tolerate anyone insulting the name of the Great Emperor!
"It is said that the barbarians once had a patron saint. Perhaps the barbarian king relied on this."
At this moment, an unexpected sound suddenly sounded in the stone forest.
Ye Fan turned around and saw that the Holy Son of Yaoguang, who had not spoken much since the beginning of the party, had arrived behind him at some point.
Still looking ordinary, Li Changqing looked at the back of the Barbarian King with his unwavering eyes, and said calmly: "Legend has it that the patron saint of the Barbarians is a mythical beast with an astonishing origin."
