Chapter 4091: Ancient Blood of Taoist Immortal King
"what is that!"
The silent black and yellow universe stirred, and the eyes of all the major groups gathered in the direction of the source. An ancient golden door was filled with war fluctuations, as if an ancient portal was rumbling to conquer the world.
When it was turned on, thousands of golden lights tore through the sky, pulling the ancient stars to tremble, and every golden light exuded a monstrous fighting spirit.
It was a terrible scene that shocked all the tribes in the world. Every beam of light was extremely bright, and there were one after another of immortal soldiers and generals who were conquering the immortal sky.
The hands and feet of everyone in the audience were cold, which was a bit unbelievable. When the golden door was completely opened, one team after another of soldiers came out, each one wearing golden armor and holding heavenly weapons.
They were cold and terrifying, their eyes tore through the void, and the souls of those who were illuminated by the magical weapons they held trembled.
"How is it possible? How could there be such powerful soldiers and horses!"
A big earthquake broke out here. This was not just one soldier, but hundreds or thousands of warriors. No, to be precise, they should all be warriors. They swallowed up the mountains and rivers one after another with unparalleled fighting spirit, just like a group of peerless warriors awakening after endless conquests.
Already.
Carrying various heavenly weapons and weapons, they strode out from the golden gate in uniform order. As they stepped forward, the entire universe trembled.
It's even creepy that the breathing rhythms of the eight hundred soldiers are exactly the same. When they breathe, it's like a golden dragon breathing, making the vast starry sky dim, and countless essences are breathed by them.
Clean and tidy.
A very terrifying scene, eight hundred soldiers, uniformly aligned, like an invincible team, standing in the void for eternity, like eight hundred gods and demons standing in the void!
They were very quiet, like golden stone statues one after another, standing by the gate, like guards guarding the gate. The auras exuded by each other converged, and there was a kind of unparalleled power that could crush the universe!
All the major tribes are inconceivable that eight hundred soldiers are all emperors. This is simply an impossible thing, but now it has actually happened.
Immediately afterwards, the golden door roared again, and a blurry and refined shadow came out, like a golden god, looking down at the heavens, exuding astonishing immortal power as a whole.
He is cold and arrogant, with long golden hair shawl, and when his eyes open and close, the universe flickers in and out.
"It's them!"
A big earthquake broke out here. The middle-aged man who left just now appeared, and even Xianjun Long came out, even colder and arrogant than before. He pointed at Daoling and said angrily: "Hua Yao, that's him!"
"Hmph, Xianjunlong, you still have the nerve to say that you failed miserably here and still look so arrogant. I think you really don't have the consciousness of a loser."
There was a cold snort, and a woman walked over. She looked like a golden goddess, wearing golden armor, which outlined her figure with a curved front and back. Her body was snow-white, overflowing with golden light, and her head of golden hair was fluttering in the wind.
This is a woman, equally cold and arrogant. She seems to have a golden fairy body, faintly rippling with supreme fluctuations that shake the universe apart!
The Sons of Samsara have changed their colors. These two are very scary, especially the slender young man in the lead. He is like a golden god, with surging divine power, enough to overturn a sea of stars, and his magical power is overwhelming.
"What are their origins?"
The major tribes were in panic, and a mysterious force emerged inexplicably. Its background was so terrifying that even the gods were frightened. Only eight hundred soldiers were enough to sweep the world and establish a super power.
"Xian Gong!" Xian Junlong was ashamed and angry. He stared at her and said angrily: "This Dao Heavenly Emperor is very strong. You may not be able to defeat him. Only Hua Yao has the power to suppress him!"
"I'm too lazy to argue with you." Xian Gong's eyes looked at Dao Ling, and then at the mature Dao Fruit of the Heavens. She smiled: "It seems that we came at the right time. The cultivation of Dao Fruit in this world
Already."
It is very quiet here, and a mysterious force suddenly appears, which is not even known!
But the giant spirits, gods, or some ancient existences in the Chaos Forbidden Zone have uncertain expressions. They appear. This is not a good thing. How deep is the relationship between the Immortal Dao Lord and them?
"There's a good show to watch!"
Shen Chengtian's eyes lit up and he saw Xianjunlong and the others walking towards the Nine-Colored Immortal River, including eight hundred soldiers.
"Dao Zun, when are we going to kill him?"
"Not in a hurry."
Jin Zhengdao was silent for a while and then slowly spoke: "The most mysterious force hidden in the sea of stars in the sky is surfacing. We are lucky enough to be able to see what this force is like. I guess it will be born soon.
They never came out with such fanfare!”
"Even when they dealt with the Tao clan, they did not appear in the sea of stars in the sky, they just acted secretly."
In the Bloody Forbidden Road, the leader of the fairy clan and the leader of the royal clan looked at each other in horror, with helplessness and sighs in their eyes.
The atmosphere in the venue was very depressing. Xian Huayao was the first to step into the Nine Colors Immortal River. No matter how powerful the Nine Colors Immortal River was, it could not stop Xian Huayao's steps.
His body is as dazzling as a golden god, his long golden hair is spread freely, and when his golden pupils open and close, the stars in the universe flicker in and out. There is no doubt about the power of this man.
The aura at this moment was even more terrifying. There was a torrential flow of blood throughout the body, as if an extremely powerful ancient blood was resurrecting, illuminating the sky, and even resonating with the essence and blood in Dao Ling's body.
Dao Ling's eyes suddenly opened, he stared at Xian Huayao and asked: "Who are you?"
He was a little unbelievable. He felt the breath of the ancient blood of the Tao clan, the origin of the ancient blood of the Tao clan. Dao Ling had not activated it. To be precise, he had never let the ancient blood of the Tao clan return to its ancestors. Instead, he took another path.
His bloodline is unique, including the bloodline of Jin Zhengdao Zun and others, which have been separated from the origin of the Tao clan's bloodline. But here, Dao Ling noticed that the oldest blood of the Tao clan is probably the origin blood!
"It doesn't matter who I am."
Xian Huayao put his hands behind his back, and his golden pupils were like the burning sun. He stared at Dao Ling and chuckled: "The key is, I can solve your doubts!"
"Huayao, what are you talking to him about? Just kill him and take away all the heavenly Dao fruits?" Xianjunlong couldn't wait any longer. He really wanted to see Dao Ling kneeling at his feet and confessing his sins.
"Um?"
Xian Huayao's eyes looked at Xianjunlong. Xianjunlong was suddenly speechless and did not dare to speak anymore.
"I never talk to people I don't know."
Dao Ling said coldly: "If you don't have sincerity, don't talk. Do you want the fruits of the heavens? It's easy. You kill me, or I kill you!"
"Giggle."
Xian Gong laughed and shook his head. Dao Ling's words made her feel ridiculous. Killing them? Xian Gong really didn't know where Dao Ling got the confidence.
Xian Huayao was not angry at all. There was a smile on his handsome face. He looked at Dao Ling and chuckled: "You are very powerful. I will not question it. You should be very confused now as to why I have the ancient treasure of your Dao clan."
Blood, even the ancient blood originating from the Great Dao Immortal King!"
"If you want to talk, just say it clearly. There's no point in being secretive."
Dao Ling sat cross-legged in the Nine Color Immortal River and responded coldly: "Save everyone's time."
"Very well, you are different from others."
Xian Huayao smiled: "The answer is very simple. I am not a member of the Dao clan. Back then, my father followed the Dao Immortal King and was a general under the Dao Immortal King. Unfortunately, the Dao Immortal King died in the battle. My father
I will not waste the precious blood in his body. I will refine it and blend it with my bloodline to form my current ancestral blood!"
Dao Ling stood up slowly, stared at Xian Huayao with his deep eyes, and said slowly: "Your father was a general under the command of the Dao Immortal King. When the Dao Immortal King died in battle, he took away the ancient blood from his body.
Can I understand that your father betrayed the Dao Immortal King?"
"Betrayal? It's a bit unpleasant to hear!"
Xian Huayao frowned and said slowly: "It's not about betrayal, everyone gets what they need. The Immortal King of the Great Dao has died, and the ancient blood is useless. It would be better to be used by my father. Besides, my father didn't kill everyone back then."
The descendants of the Tao clan who witnessed this incident were so kind and merciful that they let the Tao clan go. Otherwise, how could your Tao clan still exist? Would there still be the glory of the previous ancient history?"