Outside Yaochi, several ancestor kings were silent.
"Let's do it. It's not unjust for us to die in the hands of a genius like you."
The voice of an ancestor king was very calm. He did not beg for mercy, as if he had seen through life and death.
"The killing will never end, and all races will gather together to seek peaceful coexistence between the human race and the ancient races."
Jiang Taixu spoke calmly, his mind was calm, his terrifying aura was restrained, and he did not have any murderous intent. Such a calm attitude actually made the few people who came with a strong momentum feel a little ashamed of themselves.
"Thank you fellow Taoist for not killing me."
Several arrogant ancestors, at this moment, all bowed deeply to Jiang Taixu and spoke from the bottom of their hearts.
"In fact, we are not entirely out of malice. The human race with only two saints is indeed too weak. If the human race cannot show a certain degree of strength, the ancient tribes will never agree to peace talks with the human race. .”
An ancestor king spoke like this and immediately told Jiang Taixu an even more shocking news.
They are far from being the final resort of the ancient tribes. After them, there will be more powerful ancestor kings who will come soon.
Such terrible news not only caused the human monks in Yaochi to burst into an uproar, but the joyful atmosphere of another victory was suddenly dashed away.
No matter who it is, they have to admit that although the human race is no longer what it used to be, there is still a huge gap compared to the extremely tyrannical ancient races.
Jiang Taixu completely impressed the seven ancestor kings with his strength. They were finally willing to put down their bodies and enter the Yaochi to sit and talk with the God King Jiang Taixu and exchange their cultivation experiences.
The white-robed God King has an unparalleled demeanor. Even when facing a foreign race, he never hides any clumsiness. He imparts his cultivation experience to others. The seven ancestor kings sat down and discussed with Jiang Taixu. They all gained a lot, and they were even more fond of Jiang Taixu. Sincerely convinced.
However, Jiang Taixu impressed the seven ancestor kings with his terrifying strength and unparalleled grace, but the atmosphere in Yaochi was still extremely oppressive.
All the human monks felt extremely heavy in their hearts, as if they were weighed down by a big stone.
They couldn't relax at all.
These seven ancestor kings are already powerful to an unimaginable level, and according to what these seven ancestor kings said, after them, there are even more powerful ancestor kings coming here.
This made everyone feel depressed, and a sense of powerlessness arose in their hearts.
Apart from these two saints, the human race only has one Li Daoqing who has never appeared before, but what about the ancient race?
The ancestors of the ancient tribes appear one after another, as if in an endless stream.
The gap between the human race and the ancient race is like an insurmountable chasm.
"The God King is invincible. He has the strongest attack power in the past five thousand years. He will definitely be able to hold up the sky of the human race!"
Some people have great trust in Jiang Taixu, feeling that this white-clothed divine king who appeared in times of crisis and shouldered the sky of the human race together with Li Ruoyu will definitely be able to create miracles again and give some color to the ancient tribe.
The sun rises and sets, night and day rotate.
Soon, the day passed, and at dawn, the morning glow rose from the horizon, and the vibrant red color danced in the horizon, shining brightly across the sky and the earth.
As the sun rises from the sky, everyone on the field seems to hear a very heavy sound. It seems that someone is beating a big drum, and the heavy drum beats are muffled in everyone's hearts. .
"coming!"
The expressions of the seven ancestor kings who were sitting and talking with Jiang Taixu changed at this moment. Jiang Taixu, who was originally relaxed, also became solemn at this moment. He stood up slowly and looked towards the horizon.
The hearts of all the human monks were in their throats for a moment, and Ye Fan could clearly hear his heart beating violently, and their eyes were also looking towards the distant horizon.
Several thick pillars of blood rushed up in the distant sky. On the distant horizon, several demon-god-like figures appeared. Terrifying blood energy rushed out from the Tianling Cap, swaying like dragons, shaking the earth and the earth.
People were extremely horrified, because at a glance in the distant sky, there were no fewer than ten demon-god-like phantoms, walking in this direction.
At least ten extremely powerful ancestor kings!
"The human race, who only deserved to be our meal back then, is now so brave and courageous that they want to divide the world with me, the ancient tribes, by dividing the world?"
These more than a dozen extremely terrifying ancestor kings came one after another, without any concealment of their ostentatious malice. Each one had overwhelming magic power, as terrifying as the gods that had survived from the ancient times. Their blood pressure collapsed the void, making everyone People suffocate.
All the human monks were horrified, and many human monks were already in despair. There were more than ten terrifying ancestor kings, each one of which was unprecedentedly powerful.
On the other hand, among their human race, only two saints have appeared so far.
How to fight this?
"Yaochi? The inheritance left by the great emperor of the human race does have some unique features."
More than ten Ancestral King warriors walked in. Although the aura on their bodies was not released deliberately, they were not suppressed at all. Wherever they passed, some human monks who were slightly closer were directly vomited blood by the terrible aura and almost torn apart. .
They didn't shy away from anything, and just walked into Yaochi in such a wanton and flamboyant way, with no intention of restraining the aura on their bodies.
"The Western Emperor Pagoda, the supreme emperor of the human race, has no idea how powerful it is."
King Youzu stared directly at the West Emperor Bell suspended above the Yaochi, his eyes unscrupulous and full of provocation.
"Why do these ancestor kings dare to be so arrogant? Aren't they afraid of the power of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers?"
Some monks were dissatisfied. This ancestral king was so unscrupulous. It was clear that he did not take the Western Emperor Bell, the ultimate weapon of the human race, into consideration.
"The Extreme Emperor Arms? Since ancient times, the number of ancient emperors of my ancient clan has been much greater than the great emperors of your human race. The Extreme Emperor Arms are not only available to your human race."
An ancestor king sneered and glanced sideways at the Xihuang Bell in the sky. He did not take this prestigious Jidao Emperor Weapon seriously at all: "Besides Yaochi, there are already at least two ancient Emperor Weapons. Aiming at this place, if the West Emperor Tower dares to move rashly, we don’t mind taking a look to see which one is more powerful, the extreme emperor weapons of your human race emperor, or the ancient emperor weapons of the ancient emperor of my ancient clan!"
Such unscrupulous words made everyone feel cold. The ancient clan was so powerful that they even brought the ancient emperor's soldiers!
Even the Xihuang Tower in Yaochi can no longer scare them!
A total of eleven terrifying Ancestral King warriors arrived, each of them extremely powerful. It was like a huge energy furnace was burning within their bodies, exuding a terrifying aura that was overwhelming.
"You guys were defeated by the saints of the human race. My ancient race has been completely disgraced by you."
One of the eleven powerful and unparalleled Ancestral Kings glanced at the seven Ancestral Kings who had been defeated by Jiang Taixu before and scolded them unceremoniously. The seven Ancestral Kings looked ugly, but they did not dare to refute at all. , he could only lower his head and say nothing.
Jiang Taixu stood with his hands behind his back, standing side by side with Li Ruoyu. One was magnificent, like an immortal in white, while the other was dull and dull, like an unnoticed rock on the roadside. The two stood together, with different auras, but both It's extremely powerful.
"With just two saints, the human race is too poor. How do two saints have the qualifications to be on an equal footing with our ancient race?"
An ancestor king was very rude. He sat on a stone chair and filled himself a glass of wine with an extremely contemptuous attitude.
Although the other ancestral kings did not behave in such a disdainful manner like this ancestral king, they all had sneers on their lips, obviously not taking the two human saints in their eyes.
"Fellow Taoists, it is indeed useless to say this. Whether our human race is qualified to be on an equal footing with the ancient races, we still have to fight to know."
Jiang Taixu's words were very calm, but he had an unspeakable domineering attitude. He actually took the initiative to invite a fight. The eleven ancestor kings were stunned at first when they heard this, and then they all burst out laughing.
"You two alone dare to fight against eleven ancestor kings like me?"
One of the ancestor kings laughed endlessly, as if he was laughing at the overestimation of the man in white in front of him: "There are eleven of us, even one finger of each of us, is enough to kill you two thousands of times!"
"It's useless to talk more, please put on a martial arts show!"
Jiang Taixu was not willing to engage in useless verbal disputes with these ancient ancestor kings. His temporary rhetoric would not help the current situation of the human race at all.
Only by using strength to create a bright future can these arrogant ancient royal families understand that today's human race is no longer the weak race bullied by others thousands of years ago.
"Okay, since you want to die, I will satisfy you."
The ancestor king sitting on the stone bench stood up from the table, drank the wine in the cup, and sneered: "But I have agreed in advance that this battle must see blood. If we just stop there, it will be too much." Too boring."
"A fight to the death."
Jiang Taixu nodded, his words were concise and powerful, without any hesitation, and he took the lead towards the depths of Yaochi with great courage.
Deep in the Yaochi, among the many jade buildings and jade buildings, there is a dark high platform located among the green mountains and beautiful waters. This is the Yaochi martial arts stage, which was built by the Western Emperor himself.
This martial arts stage is completely black and made of some unknown rare metal. It is engraved with countless patterns, and mottled blood stains can be vaguely seen, which have long since dried.
This martial arts stage has witnessed countless battles since it was laid out by the Western Emperor. With the Dao patterns laid down by the emperor himself, even battles in the realm of saints cannot destroy this martial arts stage.
"I'm here to explore the way for senior."
Li Ruoyu spoke in a low voice, wanting to be the first to take the stage and fight with these ancestor kings, not to defeat these formidable ancestor kings.
I just want to kill some of the energy of these ancestor kings for Jiang Taixu, so that Jiang Taixu can have a better chance of winning.
"It doesn't matter, I'll do it."
However, Jiang Taixu stopped him, shook his head, and jumped onto the martial arts stage. His white clothes, which were not stained by dust, showed his earthly talents against the backdrop of the dark martial arts stage.
"Who comes first?"
Jiang Taixu was like a dying immortal, dressed in white as snow, glancing at the eleven ancestor kings with indifferent expressions.
"Here, let me see how capable your so-called God King in White is."
An ancestor king jumped up. This was an extremely terrifying opponent. He had thick bone spurs on his back that were like sword blades. He was dressed in divine iron clothing and made a clanging sound when he walked.
After this ancestral king came to power, he didn't say too many words. He launched a killing move. The overwhelming evil energy rushed out of his body, the divine iron clothes glowed, and countless lines appeared in the void.
Jiang Taixu's face was cold. Dao patterns were also flickering under his feet. He took a step forward and rushed past the ancestor king in the lightning. When he stopped, he was already holding something in his hand. A bloody heart that was still beating.
Snapped!
Jiang Taixu's face was expressionless as he crushed the heart into pieces. The ancestor king's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect that he was defeated so neatly. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still He threw his head back and fell down weakly.
It was just a single move. The God King in White actually killed an ancestor king at such a fast speed. This was undoubtedly like a nuclear bomb that detonated the whole place. Even the remaining ten ancestor kings all came together at this moment. All changed color.
"The God King is invincible!"
"Kill the Taikoo clan!"
The crowd was excited. The man in white with blood on his hands on the martial arts stage had already reached a peak of popularity in the hearts of everyone. Everyone was so excited that their faces turned red and they shouted loudly.
"Next."
Jiang Taixu looked at the remaining ten ancestor kings with a cold expression, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
"I come."
This time, after the ten ancestor kings were silent for a moment, one ancestor king finally stood up again.
This ancestor king looked like an ordinary human being. He was tall and tall, holding a giant ax in his hand. He pressed forward, and a terrifying vision appeared behind him. A god of war swallowed the sky, holding a giant ax and splitting mountains and cracking the earth. !
"kill!"
Jiang Taixu charged forward, surrounded by immeasurable Dao, cutting through the sky. His body shone brightly, as if it had turned into a magic weapon, piercing the terrifying vision fiercely.
Roar!
After only a dozen rounds of fighting, the ancestor king looked up to the sky and let out a roar. The vision behind him was actually pierced by Jiang Taixu's palm. Jiang Taixu's palms glowed and he rushed past the neck of the ancestor king. , scarlet blood suddenly rushed up like a waterfall, and a big head fell to the ground.
The headless corpse of the ancestor king fell to the ground, and blood spurted everywhere, dyeing this extremely ancient martial arts stage scarlet.
On the dark martial arts stage, two ancestral kings were already lying on their bodies, and their blood stained the entire martial arts stage red.
But the white-clothed God King is not stained with a trace of scarlet in his white clothes, his vitality is still surging, and his aura is still at its peak.
He was like an immortal, unparalleled in the world. He was obviously alone, but at this moment, he suppressed the remaining nine ancestor kings under the martial arts stage.
The myth of being the number one in attack power for five thousand years is by no means groundless!
The human monks in Yaochi were already swaying. Everyone was impressed by the unparalleled grace of the white-clothed god king on the martial arts stage. Their blood was boiling, shouting that the god king was unparalleled. Even Ye Fan was no exception. He only felt the blood all over his body. Everything burned at this moment.
"Sure enough, he has some skills. No wonder he dares to be called the God King in White."
An older ancestor king spoke. He had a pair of gray pupils. He didn't have many words when he first entered Yaochi. At this moment, he finally spoke, his voice was cold, and he seemed not to be distracted by the two ancestors at all. The king's death affected him.
"Teng Qing, take action and see if this white-clothed god-king can be your opponent."
The Ancestral King spoke, and as he finished speaking, one of the nine Ancestral Kings, wearing a bronze battle suit, stepped out. Every step he took, the heavenly sound of the Great Dao resounded in the void, as if there was something there. The immortal guided the way with his voice, which was extremely terrifying. The bronze battle suit was a sacred weapon handed down from ancient times.
"This is... Ancestor King Teng Qing!"
Even among the monks of the ancient tribe, some people uttered low exclamations. This ancestor king named Teng Qing had a great background. The years of his sanctification were immeasurable. In the ancient times, he was killed until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. His hands were stained with countless blood.
"I haven't tasted the blood of a saint for many years, and I have almost forgotten this wonderful taste."
Ancestor King Teng Qing stood on the martial arts stage, with the blood of the two ancestors under his feet, but there was a look of morbid excitement on his face, as if he couldn't wait to drink the blood of the white-clothed god king in front of him.
The fierce battle started again.
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Holy Ya.
This is the junction of the Central Territory and the Northern Territory. The geographical location is very special. Few people come here on weekdays, which leads to the lush vegetation, towering trees, and gathering of birds and beasts, giving it a primitive atmosphere.
But after walking some distance further, the lush green seemed to be suddenly cut off, and a cliff comparable to a huge mountain stood in front, with no grass growing on it.
The black-red mountain is incompatible with the green in the distance, as if it fell from the sky and was inserted into it.
It is said that in ancient times, there was a great saint who bled here in his later years and died here.
Even though endless years have passed, there still seems to be an ominous atmosphere here. You can see bits and pieces of bright red blood stained on this cliff. I don’t know how long it has passed, but it has still not dried up.
The Holy Cliff is huge and majestic. Although it is a cliff, it is actually composed of dozens of extremely huge magic mountains. It is as black as ink and exudes an ominous atmosphere.
The Yin Qi here is extremely heavy and there are many wild beasts, but under the influence of Yin Qi here, these beasts have a somewhat gloomy meaning.
Pieces of formations covered dozens of mountains in the entire holy cliff. These were the formations laid out by Emperor Wu Shi. Even though countless years have passed, they are still intact and have not been eroded by too many years.
However, after the entire formation reached a certain point, it seemed to be cut off abruptly.
This is a very strange place. There is not even a single Great Emperor formation, but there is a strange sense of depression.
A broken mountain peak stood here, as if something rushed out of the mountain and squeezed the entire mountain from the center. It was extremely weird.
And behind this broken mountain, an extremely tall and wide mountain rises from the ground, almost integrated with this broken mountain peak, and is located in the center of the holy cliff.
This great mountain is blood red, as if it was watered with blood. On the top of this great mountain, there is a golden ancient list, with mysteries flowing, sealed on the mountain.
This is the list of gods!
According to legend, the sealing down was equivalent to the pressing down of one hand by the Emperor Wu Shi.
But at this moment, this golden ancient list is shaking violently, emitting immeasurable golden light.
The next moment, he soared directly into the sky, flying into the sky, with an extremely domineering aura surging. The place he passed was filled with golden light, and the terrifying imperial aura filled the air, making people want to worship him.
And on one side of the mountain, the huge sarcophagus that had been lying quietly for endless years suddenly changed at this moment.
The coffin lid moved to one side silently, and a pale palm poked out from the stone pavilion.
The pale palm lifted the lid of the sarcophagus little by little, and a corpse could be vaguely seen sitting up little by little, as if he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the God's List to fly into the sky, and escape from the place where he had been imprisoned. Escape from the sarcophagus of endless years.
"After tens of thousands of years... the Conferred Gods List has sealed me here for endless years. Now that the Conferred Gods List has changed, I finally have a chance to see the light of day again..."
A hoarse and deep voice came from the sarcophagus, and a pair of eyes could be vaguely lit up in the sarcophagus. It was terrifying, like a ghost that had finally climbed out from hell after sinking for endless years.
"Wushi...I have been sealed away for so long. If I don't take revenge, I swear I won't do it..."
A low roar sounded dullly in the sarcophagus, carrying a deep resentment that had been dormant for tens of thousands of years.
Snapped!
However, the corpse was just about to sit up and walk out of the sarcophagus.
But at this moment, a big foot descended from the sky and kicked the palm back into the sarcophagus, causing the entire sarcophagus to shake and almost fall from the top of the mountain.
The next moment, the coffin lid was closed again.
"The Immortal Emperor, your coffin board is almost unable to hold it down."
The sound of lamentation sounded from outside the coffin.
"..."
In the coffin, the immortal Taoist remained silent.
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