It was a huge alien beast.
There are six pairs of legs, and the first two tentacles are born. The tentacles are slanting towards the sky, as if they are about to pierce the sky, and there is a vague sense of unshakable majesty.
In the shadow of this strange beast, there seems to be incomparable power spreading out!
Zi Tiandu's purple hair was swaying. At this moment, he looked at the huge shadow that appeared behind Ye Chengxian. The shadow reached the sky and was huge, like a looming high mountain.
Those terrifying and thick tentacles made Zi Tiandu feel a little dazed for a moment, his heartbeat increased in an instant, and he felt like he was going to be out of breath.
At this moment, Zitiandu actually had the illusion that a mountain was attached to him. The unreal or even vague shadow in front of him seemed to represent the ultimate power in this world.
One move can turn the world around, overturn the world, and flatten the ninth world.
"What kind of race is this..."
Zi Tiandu's pupils shrank to the extreme, and even the hand beating the drum involuntarily slowed down.
He is a descendant of the ancient royal family and the Valley of the Spirits.
He has always been extremely proud of his own race. There are not many ancestors in the race who are comparable to saints.
Therefore, except for the ancient royal family, Zitian does not look down on other races at all.
Even the ancient royal family is not unattainable in his eyes, and his own race is no worse than them.
If not for his race, no one has become emperor, otherwise it can be called the most powerful race.
And he is determined to prove the truth and become emperor.
In the future, they will lead their lineage in the Valley of Spirits and become the emperor among all races, or even one step closer to becoming a divine figure like the Immortal Emperor.
They are even more disdainful for a weak race like the human race that was only the blood of all races in ancient times.
But now...
Looking at the phantom that emerged from Ye Chengxian's body, his past pride in his own race seemed to be shattered at this moment.
What race is that?
Zitian felt as if the blood in his body was whining in front of the opponent, and was about to crawl at his feet.
It's like worshiping the real king, and he is just an insignificant little insect.
This is true bloodline suppression.
Racial superiority and inferiority.
But how is this possible!
Even when he faced those real children of the ancient emperor, the kind of racial bloodline that had truly evolved to the extreme, he had never had such a feeling.
It seems that the people opposite are the legendary real dragons and immortal phoenixes...
"I don't believe there can be such a powerful race!"
Zi Tiandu shouted, beating the divine drum with all his strength.
He has never seen this strange race among the ancient races, and even in the ancient books, there is no trace of this strange beast.
The vast ocean formed by the gathering of endless drums impacted.
It contains immeasurable light, violent and boiling, with murderous intent that reaches the sky.
Ye Chengxian's little face was calm and peaceful. Facing the crazy Zi Tiandu, she just raised her hand gently, and the terrifying shadow behind her swung its tentacles!
This is the Skyhorned Ant, a descendant of the Ten Evils, a powerful species that can rival true dragons.
It is said to be extremely powerful!
Boom!
There seemed to be a sound of thunder in the sky, and as the terrifying shadow of the horned ant swung its tentacles, endless beams of light exploded, and a terrifying storm swept in all directions!
At this moment, Zitian spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered.
But compared to the physical injuries, the trauma he suffered in his heart was even greater.
The blood in his body seemed to be surrendering.
He even wanted to drive his body towards the huge shadow, towards the little human girl, as if crawling on the ground, tremblingly worshiping her.
This feeling is too shameful for Zi Tiandu.
There was an extreme anger rising in his heart. This sudden anger was not only directed at Ye Chengxian, but also at himself.
As the majestic young master of the Divine Spirit Valley, how could he, a member of the ancient royal family, submit to a mere human race?
Even among the ancient races, few of them really took him seriously.
What about the human race?
But now his body's instinct actually wants him to surrender to a little human girl who was a blood-eater of all races in ancient times and kneel down to her.
This was simply worse than killing him.
The mere human race could only become food for his lineage in the Valley of the Spirits in ancient times, and became animals raised in captivity in the Valley of the Spirits.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Zi Tiandu roared angrily, forcing down the instinct to worship.
Streams of purple energy soared out of his body like long dragons and rushed into the sky.
The endless violent energy was overwhelming like a vast ocean. Zi Tiandu opened his eyes angrily and beat the drum again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst the extremely heavy drumbeats, the big drum trembled endlessly, and the sound waves turned into reality, as if countless demon gods were coming to conquer, thousands of troops and horses were galloping, the iron horses were glacial, and the sound of killing was shocking, drowning everything!
Bang!
There was another extremely heavy drum sound. The big drum, which was obviously a rare treasure, was knocked to pieces by Zi Tiandu.
The extremely terrifying sound waves shattered the void, making people's souls tremble.
Ye Chengxian remained unmoved, and the huge phantom of the Alicorn Ant behind her stood firmly.
Although no sound was made, there was an invisible sense of oppression, which was extremely solemn.
The terrifying sound wave, as if thousands of troops were galloping in, overwhelmed the little Ye Chengxian, and a terrifying scene appeared.
This area seemed to have experienced a world-ending catastrophe, with voids shattering one after another, mountains breaking apart, and gaps opening in the earth.
Zi Tiandu beat the drum with all his strength, and the terrifying sound waves emitted were extremely terrifying.
It seemed that not only Ye Chengxian was going to be crushed to pieces, but the whole world was also going to be destroyed.
Xiaoye Chengxian stood in the midst of the terrifying sound waves rolling in. Fluorescence was scattered all over his body, invulnerable to all means, isolating all the sound waves.
The small body is as thick as a city wall and does not move at all.
The terrifying sound waves rushing towards her body impacted her body, but they were like waves hitting a rock, unable to sway in the slightest.
The phantom of the huge horned ant behind her raised one of its tentacles, and suddenly a more terrifying phenomenon appeared than before.
It was as if the sun and moon were falling.
It seemed as if the sky and the earth were tilted.
It seems that there is a reversal of mountains and rivers.
That tentacle seemed to be condensed with the most powerful power in the entire universe from ancient times to the present. With a single move, the world was turned upside down and the eternal river was overturned!
Zi Tiandu's expression suddenly changed, and several rays of light rushed out of his body again, and one weapon after another flew out of Zi Tiandu's body.
The treasure light soared into the sky, and the killing energy spread across the void.
Zi Tiandu is the young master of the Ancient Royal Family of the Divine Spirit Valley, and the Divine Spirit Valley attaches great importance to him. Not only does he have two followers in the realm of the Holy Lord, but he also prepares countless secret techniques and treasures for Zi Tiandu.
However, the phantom of the Skyhorned Ant seems to be unshakable. No matter what treasures there are, there is no way to stop the speed of its tentacles from falling.
Continuous explosions continued to sound in the air, and one treasure after another was enough to cause countless sensations in the outside world.
However, at this moment, under the tentacles that were just phantoms, one by one they collapsed and each one was shattered.
The treasures that could crush everything were crushed as easily as soybeans under the tentacles that covered the sky and the sun.
puff!
Zitiandu flew out, the bones of his arms and thighs were cracked and twisted, and they were deformed. His chest was even more dented, and blood mixed with countless internal organs spewed out of his mouth.
He is a member of the ancient royal family, the young master of the Valley of the Gods, a leader among the younger generation of the ancient family, and one of the most powerful people besides the ancient emperor's own son. But now...
Lost!
Without any suspense, he was defeated by a nine-year-old human girl.
Zi Tiandu roared, he couldn't believe it.
Even if he faced the ancient prince, he could compete with him in the same realm, and he might not lose miserably.
but now……
There was someone who could easily defeat him with a level of cultivation lower than his.
The appearance of such a monster-like figure in this bright world is definitely a tragedy for countless geniuses!
"Come over here and kill this girl!"
At this moment, Zi Tiandu's eyes dimmed, and his invincible Taoist heart was broken.
Have given up everything.
As long as you can kill this little girl and let her leave here alive, that's enough!
It was just when he saw the situation of his two old servants who were at the peak of the Holy Master.
His eyes widened, and his aura, which was already extremely weak, suddenly reversed.
I almost carried it in one breath and was so angry that I fainted on the spot.
What did he see?
His two old servants, who were at the top of the Holy Master and were only one step away from being able to kill Dao, were actually being beaten by a big black dog and four or five juniors who had just stepped into the Immortal Realm!
Zitian almost collapsed on the spot and doubted his life.
On that battlefield, the precious light soared into the sky, reflecting the colorful sky. It was actually more exciting than the previous battle between Zitiandu and Ye Chengxian!
The precious light soared into the sky, and countless treasures were flying randomly in the air like locusts, covering the sky and the earth. The spewing precious light covered the sky and blocked the sun, making the sun and moon eclipse.
Countless sharp energies blocked the world, creating a chilling atmosphere.
But what was completely inconsistent with this chilling atmosphere was the strange laughter that kept coming from the mouths of the big black dog and those human beings in this area.
Hey hey hey...
This kind of laughter makes people shiver all over when they hear it, and they feel like they have the hair on their backs standing on end.
Behind the Black Emperor, Pang Bo and others, the pale white small waist bag was suspended, spewing out precious light from the opening like a fountain, and clusters of precious light spurted out from the small waist bag.
Among them, treasures exuding astonishing auras emerged one after another. Large and small, roughly counting, there were already at least twenty treasures flying in the sky.
However, one treasure after another still flew out of the small waist bag. The small waist bag was like a bottomless pit, constantly spraying treasures outward, which was dizzying.
Big Black Dog, Pang Bo and others, each controlling at least a dozen treasures, stood far away and did not move forward at all.
Maintaining a fairly safe distance from the two ancient beings in the Holy Lord realm, he manipulated countless treasures in the sky, crackling like rain, without any skills at all, and smashed them on the heads of the two ancient beings. past.
Those two ancient beings have already stood on the second level of Xiantai. They are already peerless powerful and can look down on the other wherever they go.
He has experienced countless battles, large and small, and is a true master who grew up in the blood.
Even when faced with the peerless powers of ancient families such as the Holy Lord Yaoguang and the Holy Lord Jiang Family, they were able to fight back and forth evenly.
However, today's battle is almost the most unforgettable battle they have experienced in their nearly thousand years of life, and it has almost become their nightmare.
From the moment the battle began, they wanted to use thunderous force to capture this obviously strong but sinister-looking big black dog, as well as these young men with barely even hair.
In the eyes of the two of them, with the strength of the two of them in the second level of Sendai, it is not easy to capture these crooked melons and split dates?
Who would have thought that these despicable and shameless people would not give them a chance to get close and immediately fled away.
Just when the two of them were about to pursue them, they were met by countless divine weapons of the king, which seemed to have gathered into a torrent and smashed towards them.
Even though these two old servants were from the Divine Spirit Valley lineage and were members of the ancient royal family, they had never seen such a large battle.
Picking out just one of the King's Divine Weapons at random is enough to establish a great sect and make even the Valley of the Spirits fear it.
But how many are there right now?
The two old servants were not good at mathematics and could not count clearly. In short, they could not count with two hands and two feet.
It seemed like endless treasures were pouring down on them like raindrops, and every magic weapon exuded an astonishing aura.
The two old servants were completely afraid to touch even one of the weapons and tried their best to dodge.
However, the almost endless treasures occupied almost every inch of space.
Even if the two of them are Holy Lords, how can they hide?
He couldn't even see the appearance of the Black Emperor and others clearly, and he couldn't get within a few dozen miles of them, only to be blocked by the overwhelming magic weapon.
After a few breaths, his head was broken and bleeding, and after a few more breaths, he started crying for his father and mother, trying to escape quickly.
But they couldn't escape at all. The endless magic weapon blocked every inch of space, and they had no way to escape.
"Xiao Bozi, watch me perform a trick for you."
The big black dog grinned, his mouth almost crooked.
It controls a pan that is completely black. The pan looks ordinary, but there are colorful lights inside the pan.
The light seemed to bring great resistance, attracting one of the ancient creatures and freezing it in the mid-air above, unable to move at all.
"I'll add some fire to you."
Pang Bo was also wilted and laughed.
He activated a delicate small stove, which was suspended below the pan amid the horrified gaze of the ancient creature.
The flames in the small stove danced like little elves, but there was a terrifying temperature emanating from it, causing the void to twist and collapse, which was extremely shocking.
The old, ancient creature was burned and cried for its father and mother. There was a burning smell coming from its body, and many parts of its body had been roasted into chars.
The other ancient creature also had a hard time. Liu Kou, Li Heishui and others were descendants of the big bandits, so they were not hesitant to kill them.
The play was even more fancy than that of Pangbo and the others, causing another ancient creature to be equally miserable and scream in agony.
"Young Master, save us!"
The two ancient beings who were peerless powerful men screamed in agony. They were unable to protect themselves. As a last resort, they even asked for help from Zitiandu.
Their situation was too miserable. They were simply tortured and killed like toys. They had no power to fight back in the face of the overwhelming torrent of magic weapons.
puff!
On the other side, Zi Tiandu, who was in an extremely miserable situation, heard the cry for help from two old servants, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ask me for help?
I, who is riding a horse, am a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, and I cannot protect myself.
…
Zi Tiandu only felt that his world suddenly became dark, like a nightmare.
What happened to this world?
Zi Tiandu suddenly had an unreal feeling and felt that this world was too unreal.
He has always been extremely arrogant. Although he does not have royal blood, he is still a member of the ancient royal family. He thinks that his talent is unparalleled, even compared to the descendants of the ancient emperors such as Yuan Gu and Huang Xudao.
However, today, she was beaten into this state by a little girl under ten years old, completely crushed.
This made Zi Tiandu's Taoist heart collapse, and for a moment he felt that the world had become illusory.
"Young Master, please save this old servant..."
On the other side, the miserable cry for help came again. The two old servants were in extremely miserable condition, their breath had been weakened to the extreme, and they struggled to hear the cry for help.
Along with the continuous weird laughter from Black Emperor and others, Zitian was so angry that he laughed, and was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
At this moment, he has lost the astonishing hostility he had when he first came here, and his body actually carries a kind of deep twilight aura that only an old man can have.
In front of him, Ye Chengxian walked over gently, a terrifying aura surging like a mountain.
The huge phantom of the horned ant behind him rose and fell, suppressing the world.
"The art of transforming gods into blood!"
Zi Tiandu's Taoist heart had collapsed. At this moment, seeing Ye Chengxian oppressing him again, he did not dare to fight against him again.
He gritted his teeth, slapped his chest suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Different from the previous one, this mouthful of blood showed an extremely rich purple color.
There are even bits of gold mixed in, and the purple and gold colors complement each other, and it is extremely thick. It does not look like blood, but like gold water melted from some precious metal.
This is a mouthful of Zitiandu's innate essence and blood, which is innately owned by the lineage of the Spirit Valley, and is the essence of Zitiandu's blood.
From the day he first started practicing, he had been refining this mouthful of innate blood every day.
When this mouthful of innate essence and blood can completely turn from purple to gold, when will he truly step into the realm of a saint and become the master of the Valley of the Spirits.
However……
Today, in order to survive under the hands of this little girl who is less than ten years old, he actually has to consume this innate essence and blood that he has been cultivating for decades.
"Years of hard work will be destroyed in one day. If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!"
Zi Tiandu's eyes were all red. He had worked hard for many years, and this mouthful of innate essence and blood finally showed signs of turning from purple to gold. Who would have thought that it would capsize in this gutter and be forced to consume it? With this mouthful of innate essence and blood, decades of hard work had come to nothing. How could he be willing to do so?
The purple-gold blood in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into a mist of purple-gold blood, covering Zitiandu and blending into the blood mist.
The whole person seemed to disappear in this world all of a sudden, and there was no way to catch the slightest trace.
The heavy blood mist enveloped Zitiandu, ignoring the desperate calls for help from the two old servants, and escaped in an instant, disappearing here.
On the other side, the Black Emperor and others had had enough fun. The two ancient creatures were already so angry that even their screams were weak.
Two peerless powerful men came with murderous intent, threatening to make life worse than death for the Black Emperor and others.
But it is a bit ironic that it ended up in such a situation.
Seeing that they were really miserable, and that he could not live long, Pang Bo simply controlled the delicate little stove, and a wisp of flame flew out of the small stove and fell on the man who had always been bound to the pan. On the ancient creatures in it.
As soon as the flames came into contact with the ancient creature, it immediately turned into a monstrous flame. The fireworks steamed into the sky and burned it to ashes in an instant. In the end, it was completely destroyed physically and mentally before even a scream could be uttered.
Liu Kou and others also gave the remaining ancient creature a chance. He controlled the fruit knife and spit out a vast sword light, like a waterfall.
It rushed past the neck of the ancient creature, and the head of the ancient creature flew up.
Even the soul was cut off at the same time, and both body and soul were scattered.
The battle ended, and Zhang Wuye, Er Lengzi and others who had been hiding for a long time came out.
Their strength is low and they will only get in the way if they stay on the field. The aftermath of the battle will kill them several times.
But now the battle is over and it's finally their turn to come out...
Wash the floor!
