"What's going on, this power..." Another ancient king roared and rushed forward, but it was difficult to move, and the sound turned into a rain of blood.
Rain of flowers danced in the sky, the divine overture shocked the nine heavens, and every petal was stained with blood, stunning the world.
There are clear lakes in Yaochi, towering mountains, magnificent waterfalls, quiet bamboo forest paths, and various scenery.
At this time, the sky is full of flowers and rain, and the music of the piano is tinkling, resounding throughout this pure land, peaceful and tranquil.
However, all the monks were sweating coldly and their clothes were wet. Everyone was cold from head to toe, because there was a peerless murderous intention on the Tongtian Platform!
The fallen flowers are colorful, the fragrance is permeated, the pieces are flying, crystal clear, lingering around the God King in white. He gently plucks the strings and plays the truth of heaven and earth, as if there is the first opening of the qi machine in the universe.
"Bang!"
Another ancestor king rushed over and shattered, the bright blood flowers and the gorgeous red flower rain bloomed with the flavor of life and dispersed with the breeze.
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 fourth ancestor king who rushed over exploded, scarlet blood dyed the sky red, and the body was torn apart and fell on the Tongtian Platform.
In the blink of an eye, the four ancient kings were shattered into pieces and became a fleeting smoke. How could such lethality and such results not be shocking?
For a time, the other ancient ancestor kings did not dare to rush forward any more.
Jiang Taixu sat in the void alone, as if he could stop thousands of troops. Sitting alone, the kings could not move, and frightened more than thirty ancient ancestor kings.
The God King in white didn't move, letting the flowers rain. He stared at all the ancestor kings in front of him with deep eyes. The world was very quiet, except for the sound of falling flowers.
Cold sweat began to flow from the foreheads of some of the ancestor kings, because if they had moved faster just now, it was them who rushed forward and their bodies were torn apart and turned into rain of blood.
"Are all the saints in this era so terrifying?"
Some ancestors and kings have already retreated in their hearts.
Especially the ancestors who were the first to come to Yaochi Holy Land and had seen Song Xuan kill the ancient saints with fists and body bombs. Now they have witnessed the divine overture of the white-clothed god king Jiang Taixu, killing all the ancient saints without daring to act rashly.
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At this moment, many ancestors and kings have begun to doubt their ways.
Could it be that it was wrong for us to attain the Tao in the ancient times? It is the most appropriate time and the most correct path to attain the Tao and become a saint in this post-barren ancient era?
Of course, there are still some ancient kings who are still dissatisfied and cannot accept that the weak human race has now grown to such an extent that they plan to completely kill the hope of the human race's rise.
Then, some ancient kings cupped their fists and saluted the man in the bronze armor, "Please also ask the ancient king Tengqing to take action and kill this hero!"
Ancestor King Teng Qing, one of the strongest ancestor kings in the ancient times who was proud of the world, is considered a king among the saints. At this moment, many ancestor kings have placed their hopes on him.
"Well, such a strong person is worthy of my personal action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved forward step by step, walking very slowly, with an indifferent expression on his face, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen. Only a trace of enthusiasm occasionally flashed in his eyes, as if he was staring at prey.
"Teng Qing is happy to see his hunting heart and wants to reach a higher realm. Does he want to use the incomplete divine song to overcome the tribulation and temper his body?" Ancient King Taiming said in a deep voice.
"He is playing with fire!" The Ancient King of Blood and Lightning, the only woman, said coldly, holding the red and crystal dragon spear in her hand. She had the strongest murderous intent.
Ancient King Tengqing ignored these two people. A beam of light appeared in his hand, one foot long, and quickly turned into a dragon spear. Its shape was similar to that of the Blood and Lightning Queen, and it was equally frightening.
"A rare and outstanding person, I hope you won't disappoint me. I haven't had such joy in many years, even if you put a little pressure on me."
A sickly smile appeared on the face of Ancient King Tengqing.
"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, and he advanced with the dragon spear.
Sonorous sounds were heard endlessly, sparks flew everywhere, traces appeared, all kinds of lights flashed on the Tongtian platform, countless gods rushed out, and the two men clashed fiercely.
After a few breaths, the dragon spear penetrated all obstacles and stabbed Jiang Taixu in front of his eyebrows. A wisp of blood appeared on the forehead of the white-clothed God King, which was shocking and dripped down.
But at this moment, Jiang Taixu stretched out two fingers and pinched off the dragon spear. The distance between the spear tip and his eyebrows was less than an inch. The god charged forward, but could no longer get closer.
"Boom"
The God King in white pressed his left hand on the guqin, and thousands of rays of light shot out, striking at the Ancient King Teng Qing, forcing him to retreat as fast as lightning, avoiding the blow.
When the two met for the first time, no one had the upper hand, so it was a draw.
"As the king among saints, Ancient King Teng Qing has few rivals in the world. I didn't expect that the white-clothed God King could tie with him. It's really amazing!" Some ancestor kings sighed with emotion.
"The human god king was stopped by the ancient king Teng Qing. How about we take action first and get rid of the other human saint?"
"That's fine!" The ancient saints who came later nodded. They didn't know how strong Song Xuan was, but they guessed that no matter how strong he was, he couldn't be more powerful than the white-clothed god king, right?
The God King is not easy to mess with, so let’s fight this one that looks ordinary first!
Seeing the crowd gathering around him, Song Xuan smiled slightly, raised his hand and made a move. The Immortal Sword appeared in his hand, but instead of advancing, he retreated and took the lead in attacking the ancestral kings' gates.
His figure is like a dreamy shadow, six rays of light and shadow flashing in the void, arriving in an instant!
"No, this movement is too weird, everyone, be careful!"
An ancient king screamed in surprise, but in the next moment, an immortal sword struck down, cutting it from the Tianling Cap to between the legs. The soul was annihilated, the body was cut in half, and large amounts of blood spilled out.
And as this ancient king fell, the sounds of long swords piercing flesh and soul were heard all around. Almost instantly, another unknown ancient king was killed at the same time.
Killing six ancient kings instantly with one move, Song Xuan's real body stood high in the sky. Around him, there were five clones exactly like him standing in mid-air holding long swords. The aura like the ancient demon god swept the world and was extremely violent.
"What kind of magical power is this? A clone technique?"
"No, it doesn't look like a clone, it looks like they are all real bodies!"
"How is it possible? How can there be such heaven-defying magical powers in this world?"
Song Xuan looked calm. This was the first time since his cultivation that he had officially used the secret technique of "Nine Swords Phantom Body" in battle.