Chapter 402: The Fall of the Ancestor King (Children's Day is approaching)
Thousands of soldiers roar together!
The clanging sound of weapons resounded throughout the world, as if the King of Weapons had awakened and asked everyone to worship with their magical weapons.
This scene surprised the Holy King of the Valley of the Spirits in mid-air. What was going on? A feeling of extreme danger made his whole body tremble.
"You're just a holy king. Today I, Jiang, will kill you on behalf of the quasi-emperor of the human race!"
Jiang Chen's body suddenly burst into rainbow light, like a human god, with one hundred and eight divine rings behind him, and he raised his sword fingers and waved suddenly.
In an instant, a stream of light flashed across the horizon and struck quickly, targeting the Holy King of the Valley of the Spirits in mid-air.
"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"
The Holy King of the Valley of the Spirits has four heads and eight arms, like a god and demon, with sixteen wings spread out behind him. Circles of mysterious halo shine, and the eight arms move together, suddenly swinging towards the streamer.
However, that stream of light was extremely hard. As soon as the ancient saint king came into contact with the stream of light, his eight arms instantly turned into blood mist, and the flow of light continued unabated, leaving a blood hole directly on the head of the ancient saint king!
What!
The Holy King was actually penetrated through the head!
This scene shocked everyone. Even Jiang Chen had expected it a long time ago and was still very surprised.
He had personally fought against people in the realm of the Holy King. The battle was so intense that the sun and the moon lost all light, and he even exhausted all his means to kill the Dark Holy King.
And today, is it that simple?
The ancient saint king with a bloody hole in his head fell rapidly, and with a loud bang, a mountain range collapsed.
The body of a saint, even if it is already a corpse, is still terrifying, let alone the corpse of a saint king.
The Holy King of the Valley of the Spirits was extremely arrogant when he appeared on the stage, threatening to kill anyone who dared to kill him!
As a result, eight arms were chopped off, the head was pierced, and the body was smashed down.
Although they knew it was not the right time to do this, some ancient tribesmen still felt their faces turn red.
At the same time, they were extremely shocked. Is there really a human quasi-emperor here?
Otherwise, how could he be able to kill an ancient holy king with one blow? Such terrifying strength is definitely not something Jiang Chen can display. There must be strong human beings secretly there.
"King Ancestor!"
The mountain lord of the Spiritual Valley, Zi Tiandu, was horrified and furious. The king of their clan and the second most powerful person in the entire clan was killed in this way.
The whole place was silent, staring blankly at the collapsed mountain range, inside which was the body of an ancient holy king!
A strange image occurred between heaven and earth, the Holy King fell, and a shocking bloody light suddenly burst out in the Valley of the Spirits.
The ancient temple glowed and the palace roared, like a demonic land, in which an aura more terrifying than that of the ancient saint king awakened and looked here from a distance.
Jiang Chen felt as if he was being targeted by an ancient evil demon. Every cell in his body was trembling. This was a crushing attack on the life level.
However, the most powerful ancestor king in the Valley of the Spirits did not act rashly. He just looked here quietly, secretly frightened by something.
On the top of the mountain where two figures, an old man and a young man, were standing, Gai Jiuyou smiled and touched Xia Jiuyou's head. There was a glint in his eyes, as if he wanted the ancestor king of the ancient clan to come over.
Unfortunately, he didn't. Soon the vision disappeared and peace returned to the Valley of the Spirits again.
"Hey, it seems we can't catch it!"
Gai Jiuyou shook his head, then stepped lightly on the ground, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
boom!
Suddenly, the mountain range that was crushed by the ancient saint king heard a huge roar again, and a light and shadow flew out from the ground. If you look closely, it was the ancient saint king.
This guy is not dead!
There was a gleam in the eyes of the genius of the ancient clan who knew the details of the Valley of the Spirits.
There are secret arts in the Valley of the Spirits. They specialize in spiritual souls and nurture their own divine souls to become extremely powerful. To them, the physical body is just a shell, a transit station.
Only the soul is the most important thing. This holy king just pretended to be dead just to paralyze the strong human race in the dark.
Moreover, in order to cooperate with him, the strongest ancestor king in the Valley of Spirits also woke up and created a vision of the death of the ancestor king.
However, who would have thought that the powerful human race hidden in the secret would have discovered his trick long ago.
If he hadn't run so fast, he might have been killed by that stream of light.
At this time, people could clearly see what the stream of light was. It turned out to be a sword blank made from Dao Tribulation gold, a real imperial weapon blank!
"No, let me go, no!"
The soul of the Ancestor King of the Spiritual Valley was flying high in the sky, but the Daojie Golden Sword was chasing after him, and the golden sword energy fell down one after another, making him weaker and weaker.
The fear of death made him beg for mercy, and beg for mercy from the powerful human race in the dark, but it was useless. The golden sword energy was wisp after wisp, and finally the last bit of soul of the ancestor king of the ancient clan was wiped out in grief and anger.
And that strong human race man has never shown his face from beginning to end, he just controls a Dao Tribulation Golden Sword.
At the moment when the holy king of the ancient tribe fell, another change occurred in the Valley of the Spirits. However, compared to the previous change, this time the movement was more grand. Ancient temples even collapsed in the change. The dead ancestors of the Valley of the Spirits
The direct bloodline felt that their hearts were cramping for a moment, and the thing that was most closely connected to them suddenly disappeared!
A phantom with four heads and eight arms appeared in the sky above the Valley of the Spirits. It roared and exploded, turning into a rain of light in mid-air.
Roar!
Angry roars resounded throughout the world, and an ancient ancestor king with three heads, wearing divine armor, twenty-six wings behind his back, and thousands of shining haloes rose into the sky.
This time he was really angry. One of the three great ancestral kings of the Valley of the Spirits had died today. This not only made him angry, but also made him feel frightened.
Who is it that killed an ancestor king? You know, even if he is strong, he is not much stronger than that ancestor king.
The other party can easily kill the Holy King, which means that he can also easily kill him. Therefore, the reason why he spreads his aura in such a high-profile manner is not for revenge, but for self-protection, so that other ancient royal families can sense his aura, so as not to
Got eaten by that mysterious strong man!
The terrifying aura in the Valley of the Spirits lasted for an hour. After seeing that the mysterious strong man from the human race made no other movements, the countless strange images slowly dissipated.
During this hour, Jiang Chen was not idle, but landed directly on the mountain range where the ancestor king fell in the Valley of the Spirits, looking for his body.
Regardless of whether the Valley of the Spirits specializes in soul cultivation, this ancestor king's body is real. If you can get a holy king's body, today will not be in vain.
There is no need to think about the Medicine King Divine Tree. Since Gai Jiuyou appears here, it will not work for anyone. If it is just a Medicine King tree, Gai Jiuyou may not pay attention to it, but this is a top-notch medicine that is as good as half a magic medicine.
The king may be able to extend his life, but even if he lives for decades, it would be extremely terrifying.
Jiang Chen was not the only one who took a fancy to the body of the Holy King. When he arrived, he also ran into several acquaintances.
The three giants of Tianlang, Nuolan, Han Fei, and Beidou Wanjie Tower are gathered here. Among them, Tianlang has already killed Dao, and the other two are still in the realm of great power.
Others may be wary of the secretly strong human race, the quasi-emperor, but they won't be so wary if they know Jiang Chen's details.
Even though the body of the Holy King was extremely precious, to Gai Jiuyou, it was nothing more than a casual killing.
Besides, their Wanjie Tower even let out the Medicine King Sacred Tree, so why did they take away the body of the Holy King?
Besides, even if they couldn't take it away, Gai Jiuyou would not embarrass them if they were from the same human race.
Seeing Jiang Chen, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the three Sirius men.
"Jiang Chen, we listened to you and donated this Medicine King Sacred Tree!"
Nuolan has a hot figure, and a tight-fitting outfit sets her off to the fullest. She has a slender body, crystal clear skin, two mountain peaks are about to emerge, and her long hair is shawl.
Nuo Lan, a strong woman, is quite beautiful to be honest if she doesn't consider her personality. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to trick two licking dogs into embarking on a dangerous journey to the stars with her when the earth has nothing.
Nowadays, those two licking dogs no longer know where they are, but Nuolan, the thorny rose, is still as charming as ever.
As soon as they met, Jiang Chen was given a high hat. It seemed that they gave up the Medicine King Sacred Tree not because they were afraid of Gai Jiuyou, but because they wanted to give Jiang Chen face.
"Stop talking nonsense, don't listen to me, Medicine King Sacred Tree, hurry up and grab it!"
But Jiang Chen doesn't accept their tricks. Not to mention that Nuolan's thorny rose can be seen but not eaten. Even if it can be seen and eaten, Jiang Chen will not give her a good look.
It's just a woman, but where is the corpse of the Holy King?
"As agreed before, I will share half of the Medicine King Sacred Tree, and I also want the corpse of the ancestor king to be average. If not, you can give me some battle points!"
Jiang Chen decisively proposed the method of distributing the body of the Holy King.
Time is running out, because the ancestral king of the Spiritual Valley is still in shock, so some people don't even think about the ancestral king's body. Even if they think about it, they don't have the courage to come and steal it.
Therefore, Tianlang and the others did not want to waste time, so in the end they could only nod and agreed to Jiang Chen's distribution method.
However, when they rushed to the ground where the ancestor's body fell, they found that someone had already arrived here first.
There is a fat Taoist priest in Taoist robes, Pang Bo who is as tall as an iron tower, the Holy Prince with a thunderous mouth, and a Black Emperor who looks like a calf.
At this moment, they were standing next to the corpse of the ancestor king. Each of them had a magic weapon, beads, hairpins, and a seal on their heads, all of which were drooping with chaotic energy, blocking out the holy power of the ancestor king's corpse.
But there was someone opposite them. It was a tall and heroic girl who was disguised as a man. She had an arrogant temperament on her face, like a proud little peacock. If it wasn't Xia Jiuyou, who else could it be?
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"Oh my god, you stinky girl, we found this ancestor's body together, why don't you let us touch it!"
The Black Emperor bared his teeth at Xia Jiuyou, very angry. A copper bell hung around his neck, vibrating slightly, making the entire void tremble.
"I said you can't move, you just can't move!"
Xia Jiuyou, carrying a xylophone on his back and a long sword in his hand, said coldly.
Logically speaking, there is no doubt that she is only one person and cannot defeat four people on the opposite side.
But this couldn't stop the little girl from being able to control the golden sword energy of the Dao Tribulation left in the corpse of the ancestor king, and just now she almost killed the Black Emperor, an unreliable big black dog.
This is what the four of them are most afraid of. This hateful little girl is related to the mysterious and powerful human race, and is very likely to be the quasi-emperor.
And in fact, they also confidently guessed who the person behind the scenes was.
Xia Jiuyou and the others naturally knew each other. Back then, this little girl wanted to accept Ye Fan as a slave, but she was taught a lesson. There have always been rumors that she was related to Gai Jiuyou from nine thousand years ago, and even her name was Xia Jiuyou. There was only one
Word difference.
If she really has a relationship with the person in the dark, that person is most likely Gai Jiuyou!
If it were other people, they would have given up long ago, but who among these people is Duan De, the unscrupulous Taoist priest, Hei Huang, the professional master of usurpation, Pang Bo, who has a kind face and a dark heart, and the only pure holy prince, who also has two eyes
The light flashes.
Obviously, it is still difficult for them to give up the corpse of the ancestor king.
Just as they were confronting each other, a group of people walked in from outside, it was Jiang Chen, Tian Lang and the others.
When both parties met, they were stunned at the same time.
grass!
Jiang Chen and Tian Lang cursed directly, almost forgetting that these two evil groups were also present, and almost everything was in vain.
When they saw Jiang Chen, Tianlang and the others, who had a unique temperament, Duan De and Heihuang were overjoyed at the same time.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, come on, come on, we found the corpse of the ancestor king. As long as we get him, we will make a fortune!"
Duan De said to Jiang Chen as if he was sharing good things with friends.
"Brother, let's work together to suppress this little girl. How about we share the corpse of the ancestor king equally?"
The Black Emperor quickly added fire. Jiang Chen was able to kill the Half-Saint, and his strength was as high as the sky. If he was there, what would happen if Xia Jiuyou could control a ray of Dao Tribulation Golden Sword Qi?
However, Jiang Chen just glanced at the two of them quietly without any extra movement.
Damn, these two scammers are definitely not good things.
They set a trap for him as soon as they met, and I really wanted to teach them a lesson.
Jiang Chen looked at Xia Jiuyou, and Xia Jiuyou was also looking at her, with fighting spirit blazing in his bright eyes. The xylophone behind him and the long sword in his hand were trembling slightly.
Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said, "You want to do something with me?"
Xia Jiuyou shook his head.
"I am not your opponent now, but I will be able to defeat you sooner or later!"
Xia Jiuyou carried a strong sense of confidence, as if he was born with it.
"Brother Jiang, this little girl is hostile to you, suppress her!"
Pang Bo was also cheering on the side, with a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
Jiang Chen glanced at him and couldn't help but think of the time in the derivative world when this guy wanted him to eat the fruit he had chewed.
At that time, he definitely didn't know that it was the Nine Wonders Divine Fruit, so it was purely to disgust Jiang Chen.
Although it is a derivative world, Qiu Jiangchen is remembered on the body of Pang Bo who covers the world.
With a grin, his body suddenly appeared next to Pang Bo. His speed was too fast. Even though Pang Bo was already a powerful monk at this time, he still couldn't see enough when facing Jiang Chen.
The eyes of the Holy Prince beside Pang Bo lit up, and he swung his stick towards Jiang Chen. It must be said that the Holy Prince was really talented, and the Ancient Emperor's Secret Technique in the Battle of the Holy Emperor was no weaker than the Nine Secrets inheritance.
A stick swept across Wukong, with a whistling sound that resonated with Taoism.