Suddenly, golden light cut across the sky, and the Holy Son Tianpeng looked embarrassed. He instantly appeared ten feet away from Shangguan Ling'er. He shot out a sword light from his fingers and roared towards Shangguan Ling'er.
"Ling'er!"
Looking at the unexpected situation, Ji Luyu's face changed and she stood up suddenly.
Unfortunately, under the lock of hundreds of powerful qi machines, Ji Luyu suddenly felt a mountain of power pressing down on her, making her seem to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.
The Holy Son of Tianpeng is a being at the pinnacle of God Transformation, and is about to enter the realm of enlightenment. Shangguan Ling'er is only at the intermediate level of pregnancy. How could she dodge the blow of the God Transformation monk.
At this time, looking at the golden sword light of Holy Son Tianpeng, Shangguan Ling'er showed no fear on his face, and smiled at Holy Son Tianpeng, with a cunning look in his eyes.
With the powerful force of her clan suppressing Ji Luyu, how could this girl still laugh in the face of his fatal blow? Could there be someone who could save her? Various thoughts arose in the heart of the Holy Son Tianpeng.
"Why!"
Helpless sighs resounded, and a ray of magic light cut through the void, instantly shattering the attack of Holy Son Tianpeng. Gu Qing's figure also reflected in the eyes of Holy Son Tianpeng.
boom!
At this time, Shangguan Ling'er's murderous aura was overwhelming, and the acacia ring in his hand suddenly tightened. The Holy Son of the Ghost Clan screamed miserably, turned into a ball of blood mist, and disappeared into the void arena.
"Gu Qing, you fought on behalf of the Jade Rabbit Clan, but you helped the human race twice. Are you looking for death?"
The Holy Son of Tianpeng has a sinister expression on his face, with golden feathers all over the sky. A golden-winged roc bird appears in the void, and the entire void arena keeps shaking, looking extremely terrifying.
The terrifying power surrounding Holy Son Tianpeng made Gu Qing feel nothing. He sneered and said: "You are only allowed to save people, but I, Gu Qing, are not allowed to save my friends?"
Gu Qing's words made Tianpeng Holy Son's face change. He took a deep look at Gu Qing, his sinister expression dissipated, and he just looked at Shangguan Ling'er's eyes with murderous intent and said: "The vampire is obsessed with lust.
It is not a pity to die, this Holy Son will personally fight in the second game, little girl, you have to be careful."
"Grrrr!"
Shangguan Ling'er laughed out loud and said: "Sir Tianpeng is a monk who transforms into gods. How can Ling'er be your opponent? Ling'er admits defeat."
After saying this, Shangguan Ling'er stepped back. She knew that she was far from the Holy Son of Tianpeng. She was afraid that she would not be able to receive even one of the opponent's blows, and she had no confidence in winning against him.
Although it was a trick to kill the Holy Son of the Ghost Clan, Shangguan Ling'er was satisfied and finally did not embarrass the Immortal Love Dao.
Shangguan Ling'er retreated without a fight, leaving Holy Son Tianpeng's face as gloomy as water, but he couldn't say anything.
Looking at Shangguan Ling'er's success and retreat, Gu Qing returned to his original position. Looking at the Holy Realm genius cowering in the void, he shook his head in disappointment. The young people of the two races had a huge difference in combat power. This time, the human race could be said to have a big difference.
Lose or lose.
"Ha ha!"
Holy Son Tianpeng laughed loudly and said: "Young people from the human race in the Holy Domain are nothing more than this. Since no one dares to fight me alone, I allow you to come together. As long as you can defeat me, half of the Holy Domain will belong to you, the human race."
all."
The arrogant words of Holy Son Tianpeng made dozens of saintly geniuses suddenly startled, and several powerful people from the human race showed surprise and doubt in their eyes.
What does it mean?
"allow!"
When Tian Yuan said it, he followed the golden rule, and the hundreds of clans nodded calmly and agreed.
Feeling the self-confidence of the powerful powers of the hundreds of races, several powerful people from the human race looked downcast. They knew whether dozens of monks could defeat the Holy Son of Tianpeng. They were all ants under the transformed gods, even though dozens of young geniuses came together.
, thinking about it, he is no match for Tianpeng Holy Son.
Several powerful humans looked at each other, with wry smiles on their faces. They shook their heads slowly. Yu Feitian slowly stood up and saluted the powerful aliens: "This is how the youth war is over. I, the human race, admit defeat."
Yu Feitian's words made dozens of young geniuses heave a sigh of relief. Facing the power of the Holy Sons of the Hundred Races and the pressure of the powerful foreign races, they were on pins and needles. Although they gave up at this time, their faces were shameless, but it was better than dying in the world.
This feast of hundreds of tribes is much better.
When the human race on the earth heard the words from the sky, their faces were miserable and helpless, and in the end they could only sigh helplessly.
Among the young men in the Holy Domain, only Shangguan Ling'er of the four major Holy Sect disciples won, and the worst of the Holy Sons of the Hundred Races was half-step into a god. When the human race young man fought against him, he just hit an egg against a stone, and there was no possibility of victory.
The descendants of the four ancient evil sects have already stated that they will not fight for the human race. Ming Qiye, who came from the Holy Domain, and the Youhan Palace behind him, are on good terms with the Tianfeng clan, and will not offend the people of the hundreds of clans because of the human race in the Holy Domain.
boom!
The sky shook, and the mighty masters of the hundreds of tribes slowly stood up. Various halos of light appeared around them, and their powerful power was clearly revealed, causing the faces of the people to change drastically. I wonder what this mighty mighty alien race wanted to do.
"The human race is extremely weak. I, the hundreds of tribes, were born in ancient times and should take control of the earth. From then on, the human race is the slave of my hundreds of tribes. All the hundreds of millions of miles of the holy land belong to the hundreds of tribes. Anyone who dares to disrespect the orders of the hundreds of tribes will be killed and disobeyed.
Those who rebel against hundreds of tribes will die, do you have any doubts about it?"
The powerful powers of hundreds of races spoke in unison, and the entire ancient battlefield continued to shake, making it look extremely terrifying. As long as a trace of that vast power was released, except for a few human race powerful men, the rest of the human race monks and geniuses would surely turn into nirvana.
The human race's digital powers had gloomy and pale faces. Although they had already guessed that this would be the result, they couldn't accept it when it really happened.
The human race on the earth was even more noisy. They never thought that this would be the result of the young human race surrendering. People from hundreds of races actually wanted to enslave the entire holy domain. From then on, they, the holy domain monks, saw
Aren't people from hundreds of tribes being killed at will by each other for fun?
The seriousness of the matter was beyond everyone's imagination. The monks in the holy realm were unwilling to give in, but they had no way to do anything. Even the powerful human race was suppressed by the aliens. As ordinary monks, how could they have any power to resist.
"No, we, the human race, have not lost. There is still one person among us who has not suffered an end."
A panicked and urgent voice sounded among the endless human race.
"Ha ha!"
In the void arena, Holy Son Tianpeng laughed loudly and said: "Human race, as humble as ants, your so-called young geniuses are all gathered here. I asked them to attack in groups, but they didn't even have the courage. Who else can stand up to you?"
Will this Holy Son fight?"
"Gu Guqing is a member of my human race, and he can definitely fight for you on my behalf." It was still the same voice, this person was hiding among the human race, his voice was trembling but full of hope.
This person's words exploded in the minds of the people of the Holy Domain like thunder, and stories about Gu Qing kept flashing through their minds.
That’s right! This peerless demon king has killed tens of thousands of aliens. His combat power is unparalleled. He can fight against the monks of the Transformation of Gods without losing. Since his birth, he has been hunted down by all the major sects in the holy land, but he still remains undead.
In all directions, so far, I have never heard that the younger generation can defeat the demon king Gu Qing.
Millions of corpses in the wilderness plains, killing the monks who were half-stepped into becoming gods.
The Tianlong Emperor has killed many powerful gods, and even killed two powerful monks.
Destroying sects and killing foreigners, everything he did, although it was full of blood and bones, and the killing was overwhelming, it also proved that this person had risen against the sky.
One call was answered by a hundred responses, a hundred responses were recited, a thousand chants were recited, and all kinds of noisy shouts were heard. The humans of the Holy Domain kept shouting the name of the Demon Lord, hoping that he could fight on behalf of the human race and save this disadvantageous situation.
But they have forgotten that in Cangtian City, during the feast of hundreds of tribes, they had continuously insulted and cursed Gu Qing, and even declared repeatedly that Gu Qing was not a human race. At this time, under the oppression of hundreds of tribes, they were shameless and admitted it again
Gu Qing was one of his own clansmen, which made tens of thousands of monks from the Eighteen Cities of the Demon Lord curse angrily.
"Hmph, Your Majesty is the master of my demon race and has nothing to do with the human race."
Some monks were extremely disdainful and said: "Before, you insulted the Lord of our clan and even stated that the Lord is not from your clan. But now you are like a bereaved dog, begging the Lord of our clan to take action. Where are you putting your faces?"
"The humans of the Holy Domain are ungrateful and shameless. Don't involve the leader of our clan."
The monks from the Eighteen Cities of Demon Lord rebuked loudly. They felt unfair for Gu Qing, and they felt even more unfair to Gu Qing.
Hearing the scolding of the monks from the Eighteen Cities by the Demon King, the monks from the human race's holy domain turned red with shame. How could they not remember the words they had used to curse Gu Qing before? They even turned Gu Qing into a demon and refused to recognize him as a human being.
But at this time, none of the young people in the Sanctuary could be the opponent of the Holy Son of the Hundred Clans. Looking at the audience, only Gu Qing's combat power was incredible, and he could turn things around for them. In order not to be enslaved by the Hundred Clans in the future, they were slaughtered like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
The sound is ringing.
"Demon Lord, we realize our mistake, and out of our friendship as members of the human race, please fight on my behalf."
"The Demon Lord comes again. I am willing to join the Demon Clan. Please take this villain in."
"We are all from the human race, can't you bear to see the human race being enslaved by a foreign race?"
In the ancient battlefield, the holy monks knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the ancient Qing worship.
This situation made Yu Feitian extremely embarrassed. Although he was a powerful man, he could not participate in the battle of the younger generation. Under the watchful eyes of the powerful men of hundreds of tribes, if he dared to make the slightest move, he would be killed and turned into powder.
As for whether the human race in the Holy Domain is enslaved, he doesn't care. Although the Valley of Forgetting Love has been founded for thousands of years, he has a close relationship with the young fairy from nine hundred years ago. The Valley of Forgetting Love itself has a terrifying background. Even though hundreds of ancient races have
He is powerful, but if he really wants to do the thing of exterminating the sect, he will reveal his true feelings, and even hundreds of ancient tribes will have to weigh him.
Although the mysterious forbidden place in the Valley of Forgetfulness is so terrifying that Yu Feitian gets chills every time he thinks about it, but because of this supreme forbidden place, he has strong confidence and is not afraid of all the forces in the world.
It's just that Gu Qing killed the saint son and saint of Wangqing Valley, and then killed his own grandson. This hatred is irreconcilable, and the name of this person is exactly the same as that of his enemy nine hundred years ago. This makes Yu Feitian feel uneasy.
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If it weren't for Gu Qing's face and aura, he was completely different from his enemy nine hundred years ago. Yu Feitian would not have guessed whether that person had been resurrected and had such natural fighting ability.
As one of the four holy places in the Holy Realm, the monks in the Holy Realm gave up their reliance on the Holy Land and instead prayed to the devil Gu Qing. This was a slap in the face to Yu Feitian and others.