It was an alien beast with an extremely huge shape.
It has six pairs of legs and two tentacles at the top. The tentacles are tilted toward the sky, as if they are about to pierce the sky, and there is a vague sense of unshakable majesty.
In the shadow of this alien beast, there seems to be incomparable power spreading out!
Zi Tiandu's purple hair was swaying. At this moment, he looked at the huge shadow that appeared behind Ye Chengxian. The shadow reached the sky and was huge, like a looming high mountain.
Those terrifying and thick tentacles made Zi Tiandu feel a little dazed for a moment, his heartbeat increased in an instant, and he felt like he was going to be out of breath.
At this moment, Zitiandu actually had the illusion that a mountain was attached to him. The unreal or even vague shadow in front of him seemed to represent the ultimate power in this world.
One move can turn the world around, overturn the world, and flatten the Nine Heavens and Earth.
"What kind of race is this..."
Zi Tiandu's pupils shrank to the extreme, and even the hand beating the drum involuntarily slowed down.
He is a descendant of the ancient royal family and the Valley of the Spirits.
He has always been extremely proud of his own race. There are not many ancestors in the race who are comparable to saints.
Therefore, except for the ancient royal family, Zitian does not look down on other races at all.
Even the ancient royal family is not unattainable in his eyes, and his own race is no worse than them.
If no one other than his own race has achieved enlightenment and become emperor, otherwise it can be called the most powerful race.
And he is determined to prove the truth and become emperor.
In the future, they will lead their lineage in the Valley of Spirits and become the emperor among all races, or even one step closer to becoming a divine figure like the Immortal Emperor.
He is even more disdainful for a weak race like the human race that was only the blood of all races in ancient times.
But now...
Looking at the phantom that emerged from Ye Chengxian's body, his past pride in his own race seemed to be shattered at this moment.
What race is that?
Zitian felt as if the blood in his body was whining in front of the other person, wanting to crawl at his feet.
It's like worshiping the real king, and he is just an insignificant little insect.
This is true bloodline suppression.
Racial superiority and inferiority.
But how is this possible!
Even when he faced those real children of the ancient emperor, the kind of racial bloodlines that had truly evolved to the extreme, he had never felt like this before.
It seems that the person opposite is the legendary real dragon and immortal phoenix...
"I don't believe there is such a powerful race!"
Zi Tiandu shouted, beating the divine drum with all his strength.
He has never seen this strange race among the ancient races, and even in the ancient books, there is no trace of this strange beast.
The vast ocean formed by the gathering of endless drums impacted.
It contains immeasurable light, violent and boiling, with murderous intent that reaches the sky.
Ye Chengxian's little face was calm and peaceful. Facing the crazy Zi Tiandu, she just raised her hand gently, and the terrifying shadow behind her swung its tentacles!
This is the Skyhorned Ant, a descendant of the Ten Evils, a powerful species that can rival true dragons.
It is said to be extremely powerful!
Boom!
There seemed to be a sound of thunder in the sky, and as the terrifying shadow of the horned ant swung its tentacles, endless beams of light exploded, and a terrifying storm swept in all directions!
At this moment, Zitian spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered.
But compared to the physical injuries, the trauma he suffered in his heart was even greater.
The blood in his body seemed to be surrendering.
What's more, he wanted to drive his body towards the huge shadow, towards the little human girl, as if lying on the ground, and tremblingly worshiped her.
This feeling is too shameful for Zi Tiandu.
There was a flash of extreme anger rising in his heart. This sudden anger was not only directed at Ye Chengxian, but also at himself.
As the majestic young master of the Divine Spirit Valley, how could he, a member of the ancient royal family, submit to a mere human race?
Even among the ancient races, there are only a few races that he really takes seriously.
What about the human race?
But now his body's instinct actually wants him to surrender to a little human girl who was a blood-eater of all races in ancient times and kneel down to her.
This is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
The mere human race could only become food for his lineage in the Valley of the Spirits in ancient times, and became animals raised in captivity in the Valley of the Spirits.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Zi Tiandu roared angrily, forcing down the instinct to worship.
Stream after stream of purple energy soared from his body like a long dragon and rushed into the sky.
The endless violent energy overwhelmed the sky like a vast ocean. Zi Tiandu opened his eyes angrily and beat the drum again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst the extremely heavy drumbeats, the big drum trembled endlessly, and the sound waves turned into reality, as if countless demon gods were coming to conquer, thousands of troops and horses were galloping, the iron horses were glacial, and the sound of killing was shocking, drowning everything!
Bang!
There was another extremely heavy drum sound, and the big drum, which was obviously a rare treasure, was knocked to pieces by Zi Tiandu.
The extremely terrifying sound waves shattered the void, making people's souls tremble.
Ye Chengxian remained motionless, and the huge phantom of the Apicorn ant behind her stood firmly.
Although no sound was made, there was an invisible sense of oppression, which was extremely solemn.
The terrifying sound wave, as if thousands of troops were galloping in, overwhelmed the little Ye Chengxian, and a terrifying scene appeared.
This area seems to have experienced a world-ending catastrophe, with voids shattering one after another, mountains breaking apart, and gaps opening in the earth.
Zi Tiandu beat the drum with all his strength, and the terrifying sound waves emitted were extremely terrifying.
It seems that not only Ye Chengxian is going to be crushed to pieces, but the whole world is also going to be destroyed.
Xiaoye Chengxian stood in the midst of the terrifying sound waves rolling in. Fluorescence was scattered all over his body, and he was invulnerable to all means, isolating all the sound waves.
The small body is as thick as a city wall and does not move at all.
The terrifying sound waves rushing in impacted her body, but it was like waves hitting a rock, unable to shake it at all.
The phantom of the huge horned ant behind her raised one of its tentacles, and suddenly a more terrifying phenomenon appeared than before.
It was as if the sun and moon were falling.
It seemed as if the sky and the earth were tilted.
It's as if the mountains and rivers have reversed.
That one tentacle seemed to be condensed with the most powerful power in the entire universe from ancient times to the present. With a single move, the world was turned upside down and the eternal river was overturned!
Zi Tiandu's expression suddenly changed, and several rays of light rushed out of his body again, and one weapon after another flew out of Zi Tiandu's body.
The precious light soared into the sky, and the aura of killing spread across the void.
Zi Tiandu is the young master of the Ancient Royal Family of the Divine Spirit Valley, and the Divine Spirit Valley attaches great importance to him. Not only does he have two followers in the realm of the Holy Lord, but he also prepares countless secret techniques and treasures for Zi Tiandu.
However, the phantom of the Skyhorned Ant seems to be unshakable. No matter what treasures there are, there is no way to stop the speed of its tentacles from falling.
Continuous explosions continued to sound in the air, and one treasure after another was enough to cause countless sensations in the outside world.
However, at this moment, under the tentacles that were just phantoms, one by one they collapsed and each piece was shattered.
The treasures that could crush everything were crushed as easily as soybeans under the tentacles that covered the sky and the sun.
puff!
Zitiandu flew out, the bones of his arms and thighs were cracked and twisted, and they were deformed. His chest was even more dented, and blood mixed with countless internal organs spewed out of his mouth.
He is a majestic ancient royal family, the young master of the Valley of the Gods, a leader among the younger generation of the ancient tribe, and one of the most powerful people besides the ancient emperor's own son, but now...
Defeated!
Without any suspense, he was defeated by a nine-year-old human girl.
Zi Tiandu roared, he couldn't believe it.
Even if he faced the ancient prince, he could compete with him in the same realm, and he might not lose miserably.
but now……
There was someone who could easily defeat him with a level of cultivation lower than his.
The appearance of such a monster-like figure in this bright world is definitely a tragedy for countless geniuses!
"Come over here and kill this girl!"
At this moment, Zi Tiandu's eyes dimmed, and his invincible Taoist heart was broken.
Have given up everything.
As long as you can kill this little girl and let her leave here alive, that's enough!
It was just when he saw the plight of his two old servants who were at the pinnacle of the Holy Lord.
His eyes widened, and his aura, which was already extremely weak, suddenly reversed.
I almost carried it in one breath and was so angry that I fainted on the spot.
What did he see?
My two old servants, who were at the top of the Holy Master and were only one step away from being able to kill Dao, were actually being beaten by a big black dog and four or five juniors who had just entered the realm of Sendai!
Zitian almost collapsed on the spot and doubted his life.
On that battlefield, the precious light soared into the sky, reflecting the colorful sky. It was actually more exciting than the previous battle between Zitiandu and Ye Chengxian!
The precious light soared into the sky, and countless treasures were flying randomly in the sky like locusts, covering the sky and the earth. The spouting precious light covered the sky and blocked the sun, making the sun and moon eclipse.
Countless sharp auras blocked the world, creating a chilling atmosphere.
But what was completely inconsistent with this chilling atmosphere was the strange laughter that kept coming from the mouths of the big black dog and those human races in this area.
Hey hey hey...
This kind of laughter makes people feel chills all over their body when they hear it.
Behind the Black Emperor, Pang Bo and others, the small pale white waist bag was suspended, spewing out precious light from the opening like a fountain, and clusters of precious light spurted out from the small waist bag.
Among them, treasures exuding astonishing auras emerged one after another. Large and small, roughly counting, there were already at least twenty treasures flying in the sky.
However, one treasure after another still flew out of the small waist bag. The small waist bag was like a bottomless pit, constantly spraying treasures out, making it dizzying.
Big Black Dog, Pang Bo and others, each of whom controlled at least a dozen treasures, stood far away and did not move forward at all.
Maintaining a fairly safe distance from the two ancient creatures in the realm of the Holy Lord, he manipulated countless treasures in the sky, crackling like rain, without any skills at all, and smashed them on the heads of the two ancient creatures.
past.
Those two ancient beings have already established themselves in the second heaven of Sendai. They are already peerless powers and can look down on the other wherever they go.
He has experienced countless battles, big and small, and is a true master who grew up in the blood.
Even when facing the peerless powers from ancient families such as the Holy Lord Yaoguang and the Holy Lord Jiang Family, they were able to fight back and forth evenly.
However, today's battle is almost the most unforgettable battle they have experienced in their nearly thousand years of life, and it has almost become their nightmare.
From the moment the battle started, they wanted to use thunderous force to capture this big black dog, which was obviously strong but had a sinister appearance, as well as these young men who didn't have all their hair.
In their opinion, with the strength of the two of them in the second level of Sendai, it is not easy to capture these crooked melons and split dates?
Who would have thought that these despicable and shameless people would not give them a chance to get close and immediately fled away.
Just when the two of them were about to pursue them, they were met by countless divine weapons of the king, which seemed to have converged into a torrent and smashed towards them.
Even though these two old servants were from the Spiritual Valley lineage and were members of the ancient royal family, they had never seen such a large battle.
Picking out just one of the king's divine weapons at random is enough to establish a great sect and make even the Valley of the Spirits fear it.
But how many are there right now?
The two old servants were not good at mathematics and could not count clearly. In short, they could not count with two hands and two feet.
It seemed like endless treasures were pouring down on them like raindrops, and every magic weapon exuded an astonishing aura.
The two old servants were completely afraid to touch even one of the weapons and tried their best to dodge.
However, the almost endless treasures occupy almost every inch of space.
Even if the two of them are Holy Lords, how can they hide?
He couldn't even see the appearance of the Black Emperor and others clearly, and he couldn't get within a few dozen miles of them, only to be blocked by the overwhelming magic weapon.
After a few breaths, his head was broken and bleeding, and after a few more breaths, he started crying for his father and mother, wanting to run away quickly.
But they couldn't escape at all. The endless magic weapon blocked every inch of space, and they had no way to escape.
"Xiao Bozi, watch me perform a trick for you."
The big black dog grinned so wide that his mouth was almost crooked.
It controls a pan that is completely black. The pan looks ordinary, but there are colorful lights gushing out from inside the pan.
The light seemed to bring great resistance, attracting one of the ancient creatures and freezing it in the mid-air above, unable to move at all.
"I'll add some fire to you."
Pang Bo was also wilted and laughed.
He activated a delicate small stove, which was suspended under the pan amid the horrified gaze of the ancient creature.
The flames in the small stove danced like little elves, but there was a terrifying temperature emanating from it, causing the void to twist and collapse, which was extremely shocking.
The old, ancient creature cried out for its father and mother after being burned. There was a burning smell coming from his body, and many parts of his body had been roasted into chars.
The other ancient creature also had a hard time. Liu Kou, Li Heishui and others were descendants of the big bandits, so they were not hesitant to kill them.
The play was even more fancy than that of Pangbo and the others, causing another ancient creature to be equally miserable and scream in agony.
"Young Master, save us!"
The two ancient beings, who were peerless powerful men, screamed in agony. They were unable to protect themselves. As a last resort, they even asked Zi Tiandu for help.
Their situation was too miserable. They were simply tortured and killed like toys. They had no power to fight back in the face of the overwhelming torrent of magic weapons.
puff!
On the other side, Zi Tiandu, who was in an equally miserable situation, heard the cry for help coming from two old servants, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ask me for help?
I, who is riding a horse, am a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, and I cannot protect myself.
…
Zi Tiandu felt that his world suddenly became dark, like a nightmare.
What happened to this world?
Zi Tiandu suddenly had an unreal feeling, feeling that this world was too illusory.
He has always been extremely arrogant. Although he does not have royal blood, he is still a member of the ancient royal family. He thinks that his talent is unparalleled, even compared to Yuan Gu, Huang Xudao and other descendants of the ancient emperor.
However, today, she was beaten into this state by a little girl under ten years old, completely crushed.
This caused Zi Tiandu's Taoist heart to collapse, and for a moment he felt that the world had become illusory.
"Young Master, please save this old servant..."
On the other side, the miserable cry for help came again. The two old servants were in extremely miserable condition, their breath had been weakened to the extreme, and they struggled to hear the cry for help.
Along with the continuous weird laughter from Black Emperor and others, Zitian was so angry that he laughed, and was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
At this moment, he has lost the astonishing anger he had when he first came here, and his body actually carries a kind of gloomy air that only an old man can have.
In front of him, Ye Chengxian walked over gently, a terrifying aura surging like a mountain.
The huge phantom of the horned ant behind him rose and fell, suppressing the world.
"The art of turning gods into blood!"
Zitian's heart had already collapsed. At this moment, seeing Ye Chengxian pressing him again, he did not dare to confront him again.
He gritted his teeth, slapped his chest suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Unlike before, this mouthful of blood showed an extremely rich purple color.
There are even bits of gold mixed in, the purple and gold colors complement each other, and it is extremely thick. It does not look like blood, but like gold water melted from some precious metal.
This is a mouthful of Zitiandu's innate essence and blood, which is innately owned by the lineage of the Spirit Valley, and is the essence of Zitiandu's blood.
From the day he first started practicing, he had been refining this mouthful of innate essence and blood every day.
When this innate essence and blood can completely turn from purple to gold, when will he truly step into the realm of a saint and become the master of the Valley of the Spirits.
However……
Today, in order to survive under the hands of this little girl who is less than ten years old, he actually has to consume this innate blood that has been sacrificed for decades.
"Years of hard work have been destroyed in one day. If I don't avenge this, I swear I won't be a human being!"
Zi Tiandu's eyes were all red. He had worked hard for many years, and this mouthful of innate essence and blood finally showed signs of turning from purple to gold. Who would have thought that it would capsize in this gutter and be forced to consume it?
With this mouthful of innate essence and blood, decades of hard work had come to nothing. How could he be willing to do so?
The purple-gold blood in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into a mist of purple-gold blood, covering the purple sky and blending into the blood mist.
The whole person seemed to disappear in this world all of a sudden, and there was no way to catch the slightest trace.
The heavy blood mist enveloped Zi Tiandu, ignoring the desperate calls for help from the two old servants, and fled away in an instant, disappearing here.
On the other side, the Black Emperor and others had had enough fun. The two ancient creatures were already so angry that even their screams were weak.
Two peerless powerful men came with murderous intent, threatening to make life worse than death for the Black Emperor and others.
But it is really ironic that it ended up in such a situation.
Pang Bo saw that they were really miserable, and he couldn't live long, so he simply controlled the exquisite little stove. A wisp of flame flew out of the small stove and fell on the man who had always been bound to the pan.
On the ancient creatures in it.
As soon as the flames came into contact with the ancient creature, it immediately turned into a monstrous flame. The fireworks steamed into the sky and burned it to ashes in an instant. In the end, it was completely destroyed physically and mentally before even a scream could be uttered.
Liu Kou and others also gave the remaining ancient creature a chance. He controlled the fruit knife and spit out a vast sword light, like a waterfall.
It rushed past the neck of the ancient creature, and the head of the ancient creature flew up.
Even the soul was cut off at the same time, and both body and soul were scattered.
The battle ended, and Zhang Wuye, Er Lengzi and others who had been hiding for a long time came out.
They are of low strength and would only be a hindrance if they stayed on the field, and the aftermath of the battle would kill them several times.
But now the battle is over and it's finally their turn to come out...