Being able to plant talisman seeds for Emperor Chen Yong's father and others must be so powerful that it must be stronger than rebirth from a drop of blood... Strong men of this level were all directly captured by Master Kong. How strong is this master of all ages?
No wonder the foreign spirit tribesmen who can suppress them have not dared to move for tens of thousands of years. With such strength, no one dares to resist.
"The Talisman species are not scary. Even if they are controlled and united, we can defeat them as long as we use our best strength, but..."
Emperor Chen Yong's eyes showed deep worry.
"Are you worried about the origin of the talisman species?"
Zhang Xuan looked over.
This thing was used by the Immortal Envoy back then, which shows that it is impossible for ordinary ancient saints to control even the three emperors... Now the other party has taken it out and controlled these people. Where did it come from?
What does it represent?
"Yes! The appearance of the talisman means that... the Immortal Envoy will also appear. This is a truly super powerful man of the fourth level of the Ancient Saint. He can already shatter the void and shatter the space without being hurt... If such a person
Help him, no matter how many of us there are, it’s useless!”
Chen Yong Huang Dao.
There is only a small difference between the fourth level and the third level of the Ancient Saint, but their life levels are completely different.
One can break the void and enter a higher plane, while the other can only stay here, which shows the difference.
For tens of thousands of years, the ancient saints born from the foreign spirit race and the human race are not as good as the crucian carp crossing the river, but they still have at least hundreds or thousands... The strongest ones are similar to him, reaching the peak of blood rebirth, the fourth realm
Yes, there is only one Master Kong and a ruthless person.
No matter how strong others are, they can't do it.
Because of the large gap, if someone appears at this time, it is difficult to say whether they can escape, let alone revenge.
Reaching this level is definitely not something that can be competed by just a large number of people.
"Don't worry yet. Since there are restrictions in the world's rules, it can't come so easily. As long as you act quickly and kill the Spirit Emperor, you don't have to worry about anything!"
Ancient Sage Huoxu on one side snorted coldly.
He was also afraid of the so-called powerful immortal messenger, but... didn't he show up?
As long as they don't show up, there's no need to worry. Once the Spiritual Emperor dies, who can do anything to them?
"good!"
Knowing this truth, Emperor Chen Yong looked solemnly and raised his palms. He was about to tell everyone to take action when he saw Emperor Chen Ling looking over with a smile.
He did not stop everyone from transmitting the message just now, but kept watching.
It seemed that he had already made up his mind, and it also seemed that he was deliberately letting panic spread in his opponent's heart.
"Emperor Yong, you are in this situation, do you know why?"
Emperor Chen Ling spoke.
Emperor Chen Yong frowned.
"It's very simple, you are not as ruthless as me! Although my strength is not as good as yours, my heart is much more ruthless than yours! I can sacrifice countless lives of the spirit clan in exchange for recovery of my injuries, and I can unite with the human clan to surround and kill you.
, you can also give your life to others completely, without even giving up your soul...just to let you die! But you can't do that!"
Emperor Chen Ling sneered.
"What... do you mean?" Emperor Chen Yong's face darkened.
He really couldn't do it by using countless lives of the spirit race to sacrifice. He couldn't unite the human race and besiege the emperor of the same race, he couldn't do it either...
He has his own principles in doing things, and he can't be ruthless...
He admitted this, but... what was the purpose of giving up his life and soul?
"It's nothing, I just want to tell you... He who is neither poisonous nor husband, who has achieved great things since ancient times, does not stick to trivial matters. My heart is more ruthless than yours, so I must be the one who wins in the end!"
After laughing, Emperor Chen Ling waved his hand with a fierce look in his eyes: "Kill them all!"
"yes!"
Hooray!
Many ancient saints blocking the front heard the order and rushed forward at the same time, attacking Zhang Xuan and others.
At the same moment, Chen Linghuang pressed down with five fingers.
Huge pressure surged from his palms, and in an instant, the entire royal city was enveloped by him, as if the end of the world was coming.
Bang bang bang bang!
The heads of many powerful saints kneeling below exploded at the same time, and blood flowed on the stairs, dyeing the entire high platform red again.
"you……"
Unexpectedly, this guy was so ruthless and killed tens of thousands of clan members. Emperor Chen Yong was about to go crazy. His eyes turned red. He could no longer hold back and rushed towards Emperor Chen Ling.
Although he was seriously injured, there was nothing he could do at this moment.
There is only one thought in my mind, either he dies or...die together!
Otherwise, under the leadership of this guy, the Spiritual Tribe will only be devastated and may eventually be exterminated...
"Your opponent is me!"
Hooray!
Before they could reach the opponent, an ancient sage suddenly appeared in front of him. With a flick of his wrist, he drew a long stick straight towards Emperor Chen Yong.
He is one of those ancient saints who has been possessed by talismans.
Although this person's strength has barely reached the level of blood rebirth, Emperor Chen Yong has been seriously injured and is attacking with all his strength. It will not be easy for the latter to defeat him.
The long stick was like electricity, drawing out afterimages in the air, and the surrounding space turned up layer by layer, like a curtain being lifted open by the pole.
Caught in the whirlpool of the curtain, Emperor Chen Yong's face became paler and paler, and his breathing became somewhat unsmooth.
In the past, a clown with such strength could kill a lot of people with one slap, but now, he can only passively avoid them, which makes me feel aggrieved just thinking about it.
"Your Majesty, we are here to help you!"
Just when he couldn't hold on anymore, there was a loud shout, and then he saw Yang Liu and others coming down below with countless soldiers.
Boom!
Everyone joined forces, and their power shot straight into the sky, hitting the ancient saint's long stick. The latter shook and broke from it.
The ancient sage's strength is nowhere near that of the great sage. They are completely different. Under normal circumstances, they would not be able to fight.
But Liu Yang and others, united together, formed a formation, and cooperated with tens of thousands of soldiers... together, they were enough to compete with them.
There is great strength in numbers, and an army that can truly unite together and act as one will be afraid of even the strong men who were reborn from blood.
It's just that... as long as the strong ones who are reborn from the blood are given enough time, they can kill their leaders. Without being able to issue orders, everything will be in vain.
"court death……"
Seeing that his weapons were broken by a group of great sages and holy realms, the ancient sage was filled with rage. With a roar of rage, he smacked his palm towards Liu Yang and others.
As long as it hits, it can be predicted that death will be inevitable!
"snort!"
Just when the palm force was about to reach Liu Yang, there was a cold shout and a spear suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Phew!
The tip of the spear pierced the palm, and blood flowed down.
Immediately afterwards... he thought that the other party would rush over and kill him, but he found that the young man with the gun took out a jade bottle, raised his buttocks to the spilled blood, and pretended to be serious.
