"puff!"

A figure exploded, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky, dyeing the crystal petals red, making it particularly sad and beautiful.

If you strike first, you will be stronger, if you strike later, you will suffer disaster!

The peerless God King took action very quickly and chopped off an unlucky Ancestor King with the Song of God.

"What's going on? This power..."

The other ancient kings screamed and rushed to kill their relatives, but they could not move.

puff!

Rain of blood flew, and another ancient king exploded, as if snow was falling, except that the color was red.

Rain of flowers danced in the sky, the divine overture shocked the nine heavens, and every petal was stained with blood, stunning the world.

As early as the moment God King took action, he had already sent messages to Cai Qiankun, Ji Yaosheng, and Old Man Xuanwu.

They took action at the same time, and Ji Yaosheng even used the Goddess Furnace, blasting the two ancient kings closest to him into blood mist.

The old man Xuanwu used Wang Ba Shen Fist to kill an ancient king who was rushing at the front.

Cai Qiankun once again activated the Secret of Soldiers. The six-story tower of the Great Saint Soldier that was originally suspended above the head of an ancient king suddenly lost control and suddenly launched an attack, blasting the two approaching ancestor kings into pieces of flesh and blood.

The next moment, in the petals formed by the Song of God, they were completely wiped out, and the flesh and blood soul was wiped out.

All this happened in an instant. Seven ancient kings were attacked and killed. The saint of the human race used his deeds to tell the ancient ancestor king that he felt that we, the human race, were not qualified to negotiate with you, so he would kill you until you surrender and kill you until you are shocked.

Dantiao took the initiative to propose peace talks.

The weak have no right to speak. Weak people have no diplomacy. Only fists are the last word.

The Song of God was evolved by King Jiang Shen. It is the sigh of the gods, seeming to regret the withering of life.

The fallen flowers are colorful, the fragrance is permeated, the pieces are flying, crystal clear, lingering around the white-clothed God King. He gently plucks the strings and plays the truth of heaven and earth, which is the first opening of the universe.

One after another, the sky is filled with crystal clear flowers, a faint fragrance, shining with the brilliance of life, and the white petals are stained with blood and continue to fall.

"Bo!"

Another soft sound was heard, hundreds of blood flowers bloomed, and the third ancestor king who rushed over exploded, scarlet blood dyed the sky red, and the body was torn apart and fell on the Tongtian Platform.

The God King in White used facts to tell his heroic words about fighting twenty people by himself, the blood petals were fluttering, and the Divine Comedy was born.

This is the Tao of King Jiang Shen, a reflection of his state of mind, his understanding of the Tao, and his understanding of the various forms of the human world.

This song can be regarded as a mental attack method, which is extremely weird and difficult to guard against.

They don’t even know how they died. This is the despair of those fallen ancient kings.

"The Divine Comedy appeared once in ancient times, played by a human sage, and it amazes both ancient and modern times.

It’s a pity that I didn’t hear about it at that time, but now I’m lucky enough to see it, and even though I’ve just started, it’s shocking to me.”

Ancestor King Teng Qing spoke. He was wearing a bronze battle suit with a cold luster. This was a true soldier of the Holy King handed down from ancient times, which made people awe-inspiring.

"Haha, if King Teng Qing takes action, he will definitely be able to kill the Saint King of the Killing Clan."

Behind him, King Zu said with lingering fear.

If the ancestor king did not take action again, they would not dare to take action at all. The peerless grace displayed by Jiang Shenwang had already frightened them.

In the ancient years, there was once a human god who played the song of the gods with his life, and killed the saint king with the strength of a saint.

As many as seven ancient sage kings were killed in that battle, including one ancestral king at the level of a sage king. It was truly shocking, and the name of the Song of Gods resounded throughout that era.

It is a pity that it was short-lived after all, leaving behind endless legends. The human saint exhausted his mind, flesh and blood, turned into petals, and died.

The other three ancient saint kings frowned, but King Tengqing Ancestor was happy to see Xie Xin. Perhaps he wanted to use the Song of God to overcome the calamity, achieve his own body, and hit a higher realm.

None of them moved. After Teng Qing saw the God's Song, he still dared to fight alone without inviting them to attack together. What could they say if he was so entrusted.

After all, Teng Qing is a saint king, not a child. This is his own choice.

The only female ancestor, Xue Dian, was very disdainful and felt that Teng Qing was playing with fire and would burn himself on the spot if he was not careful.

"I have to admit that you are a rare person in thousands of lives, and you should be the most lucky person in this life of the human race. If I kill you, the human race will definitely be in complete despair!

I hope you won’t disappoint me. I haven’t had such joy in many years, even if you give me a little pressure.”

The Ancient Bronze King stepped forward. He was very confident. In the ancient years, he had personally killed a powerful human saint king. At that time, that man was also the hope of a large human tribe. This scene was so similar that a kind of emotion appeared on his face.

The enchanting brilliance is eager and eager, as if it is a joy to see a hunter, almost morbid.

"Buzz!"

The dragon spear penetrated the void like a streak of bloody lightning and thrust forward. His movements were too fast, like a ball of light shooting out. He advanced with the dragon spear and pointed directly at the eyebrows of the white-clothed God King, powerful and domineering.

Seeing this, the other saints and ancient kings took action one after another and rushed towards Cai Qiankun, Ji Yaosheng and old man Xuanwu.

These ancestor kings hated Ji Yaosheng so much that seven of them took action together and sacrificed the small golden pagoda.

Ji Yaosheng's face turned green. Damn it, isn't this bullying? He spoke for the first time and said he wanted to fight two, but four ancient kings came to him.

Just now he said he was going to fight four, and suddenly seven ancient kings came, and it was so fun to play.

Fortunately, Cai Qiankun had the secret of military characters and kept interfering with the small golden tower, sharing a lot of pressure.

Ji Yaosheng, the ancestor of Ji Yaosheng, uses the secret of walking on his feet, and combined with the Great Void Technique, he is very slippery, and it is really difficult to lock him down.

Moreover, he would use the Great Void Slash from time to time to block the space and hinder the progress of these ancestor kings.

Old Man Xuanwu is okay, his racial talent is strong enough, and his turtle shell’s defense is amazing.

Although Cai Qiankun was powerful, he was also restrained. He had to distract himself from helping Ji Yaosheng, and occasionally help Old Xuanwu.

As for Taibai Jinxing, he was sitting there, releasing his holy power, confronting the five ancient ancestor kings opposite him.

In fact, none of these guys are willing to take action. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although the human race has few saints, they are very powerful and difficult to deal with. To kill them, the lives of the ancient kings of saints need to be added.

The sonorous sound is endless, sparks are flying, traces are numerous, all kinds of lights are flashing on the Tongtian platform, and countless gods rush out.

The God King moved his hands, and the guqin shot out thousands of strands of light, which turned into streaks of light, collided with the dragon spear, and made a thundering sound that spread tens of thousands of miles.

King Teng Qingzu's figure was blocked. His overbearing attack failed, and he reached a deadlock.

"waste!"

The Blood and Lightning Ancestor King held the red and crystal dragon spear in her hand and said coldly, she had the strongest murderous intent.

She couldn't help but take action, and pointed her gun at Cai Qiankun. This human saint was very powerful and worthy of her personal killing.
Chapter completed!