Chapter 338 The ancient sages can't be killed, right?
Chapter 338: The ancient saints are endlessly killed, right?
"I think the human race is so tyrannical. How can I have some confidence in convening a meeting of all races? But what do I see? You, a saint, dare to sit on the high platform?"
With cold smiles and ruthless looks, the eleven ancient kings arrived on the Tongtian Platform, looking around with cold eyes and a hint of murderous intent in the corners of their mouths.
Ye Fan stood next to Song Xuan and sent a message: "Brother, are there no channels for information transmission between these ancient tribes? They don't know at all about the fact that you killed the Seven Saints by yourself?"
"Maybe they know a little bit, but the information they know is definitely not detailed enough!"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "In the ancient times, these powerful royal families were competitors. There were a lot of intrigues among the ancient families. They wished that more saints from other ethnic groups would die so that they could have peace talks in the future.
Allocate more territory."
"Understood!"
Ye Fan thought thoughtfully, "It is estimated that these new saints only know that there are saints in the human race, but they may not have the exact information about how strong they are. Otherwise, they would never dare to be so rampant."
Song Xuan nodded, then looked at the saint with calm eyes, and said lightly, "You have come all the way, but for the peace talks between all races?"
"Talk, what's there to talk about? Can you humans be on an equal footing with us?" An ancient king strode over, very tough, with only one purpose, which was to fight and kill all the human saints.
"What do you guys think can be considered as equals?" Song Xuan asked calmly without getting angry.
"You will never be qualified to be on an equal footing with us. Just being a saint is far from enough." Another ancient king stepped forward.
"Then what if the Great Emperor comes?" Song Xuan said coldly: "In front of the Great Emperor, you are even more unqualified! Our human race has produced great emperors and ancient emperors, and how about you, how many of your clans have produced great emperor-level beings?"
As soon as these words came out, the voices of all the saints paused, and then an ancient king hummed: "The glory of the past is nothing. Let's only talk about the modern era. Today's human race only has a saint like you. What future is there? How?
Are you arguing with us?"
"Weak people have no right to speak and have nothing to say." Another ancient king was more direct.
Three of the eleven ancient kings were aggressive and had no intention of sitting down and talking.
At this time, the atmosphere on Tongtian Tower was extremely tense, and a war was about to break out. There was no chance of peace talks. This did not involve reason, but a question of qualifications.
Among the eleven saints, one of them who had never spoken spoke at this time and said: "The matter has come to this, there is only one battle. We are just one step ahead, and there are powerful ancestors behind us. If you are like this
The saints of the human race have been obliterated by us, so what is there to talk about?"
The eleven saints are very determined. If you want to negotiate, you must first demonstrate your qualifications!
A weak tribe has no diplomacy! Let alone peace talks!
"In that case, let's fight!" Song Xuan said simply. He liked the ancient kings who came to give their heads in batches. Every ancient saint was a treasure.
The energy and spirit in their bodies can become the nourishment for Liu Qinglian to practice magic skills, and the various treasure resources in their storage rings can be used to subsequently increase the strength of the sword's immortal body.
Who wouldn’t like this kind of experience for babies?
"I can't wait for a long time." The three ancient kings wearing divine iron clothes came to the front, and they were the ones who were aggressive just now.
Behind them, several ancient kings hesitated for a while, but finally did not step forward and chose to watch the battle.
After all, they are ancestors from the ancient times and saint-level beings, so they still have to be proud.
Three against one already has a bad reputation, but eleven against one, if word spreads about this, it will definitely be laughed at by all the ancient races.
"It seems like you guys can't let go!"
Song Xuan chuckled. The previous batch of seven saints had joined forces right away, but this batch actually started to show off.
"This battle is about life and death. If you die, there will be nothing to talk about. Everything ends here!" The three people who fought were very strong. In their impression, the human race in the ancient times had always been weak, even if they became saints, they would be far behind.
Not as powerful as these royal saints.
Three against one, not because I was worried about not being able to defeat him, but because I was worried about the human saint in front of me escaping.
These three ancient saints are all wearing holy clothes, and they are almost close to the legendary holy weapons. It is quite terrifying to be able to refine them to this stage! There have been many saints since ancient times, but the legacy holy weapons left behind are too rare.
"Is this a battle platform carved by the Western Emperor? It's very good. It has been many years since ancient times. I haven't tasted the blood of a human saint for a long time."
The three ancient kings watched the platform for a while, and after confirming that it could carry the saints to fight, they transformed into demons one after another, with the bone spurs on their backs rushing towards the sky, extremely ferocious.
"Kill!" The three saints fired out rays of magical law light, and the gods suddenly merged into one, turning into a golden god. The rays of light filled the Tongtian Tower and suppressed Song Xuan.
"boom!"
Song Xuan raised his hand and punched out, causing huge waves in the sky. The punch was as powerful as an ancient sacred mountain pressing down. The punch passed through the body of the god and smashed an ancient king to pieces.
"boom"
Then, he waved his fists again, and the two fists were like two worlds. One punch blasted the remaining two people, and blood rained all over the sky, turning into endless blood light, and the blood of the ancestor king dyed the high platform red.
One punch at a time, and with only three punches, he killed three saint-level ancestor kings.
Since the completion of the Five Elements Swordsmanship Immortal Body, he now doesn't even need to draw a sword when fighting. He can push a bunch of saints with the power of his body alone. His body is so powerful that even Ye Fan, the holy body, is secretly amazed when he sees it.
In the cold wind, scarlet blood, broken bones, and bright red Taoist platform, Song Xuan stood in a green robe without a trace of blood. With a wave of his sleeves, the three dead saints were connected with their broken bodies and broken souls.
included in it.
Then, he looked at the eight saints in the distance and said in a deep voice: "Anyone else who thinks that our human race is not qualified can stand up now!"
The eight saints all looked solemn, and at this moment, no one dared to speak.
But at this moment, laughter suddenly came from the sky.
"Haha, hahaha..." The unbridled laughter came, causing the sky to collapse and spreading thousands of miles away.
At the end of the sky, two more ancient kings suddenly arrived. Their mana was overwhelming, and their energy and energy surged like a sea of gods, flooding the entire world.
These two saints are both very powerful, looking down upon the world like two gods descending upon the human world.
One of them was laughing loudly, like the roar of a divine drum in heaven, causing collapse in all directions, and the earth was about to sink. It was obvious that these two gods and demon-like figures were coming with bad intentions.
Everyone gasped, how many ancient kings are there? I, the human saint, just killed three, and now two more came. It’s endless, right?