The sound became stronger and stronger, like a powerful heart beating, and like the divine drum of the ancient heaven sounding again after being dusted for eternity.
The weaker monks looked pale, and their hearts were about to explode under this rhythm. They put their hands on their hearts and kept retreating.
The stone men Lunduo and Mopu changed their colors one after another, and they felt a little hairy in their hearts. This was a dry well from ancient times. How could there be any living things in the past eons? This is really creepy and unbelievable.
What an ancient creature is this? How could he live so long ago? It completely breaks common sense, like an immortal myth!
"Yes, this is an ancient well from the mythical age. It is understandable that there is such an immortal miracle." Someone said in a trembling voice.
"It's nonsense. No one can live for such a long time. The life of the ancient emperor was only ten or twenty thousand years." Someone retorted.
The pace of the human race's attack has slowed down. This place is so weird that it makes people fight with both legs. It always feels full of ominousness.
The Holy Spirit clan is also in a dilemma. It is neither a matter of protecting them now nor a matter of not protecting them. What happened is too unbelievable.
"Hold!" There was mist surrounding the dry well, which was condensed by flames. In the mist of fire, there was a terrifying Holy Spirit sitting cross-legged, giving such an order coldly.
Upon hearing this, Lunduo's eyes were blazing, and he struck mercilessly again, killing all the humans and ancient beasts in the fields until their flesh and blood flew away. He had to retreat, and no one could stop his attack.
The stone man at the peak of the Saint King is indeed invincible here. No one can surrender except the great sage himself! Moreover, if he is a junior great sage, he will most likely be killed by him.
"I think it took millions of years for my Holy Spirit clan to achieve Taoism. Once born, I will no longer be nurtured by heaven and earth. Just like the human race, my life is short and I will gradually grow old. What kind of existence is this? How can I spend such a long time?
Rather than die?"
Holy Spirit Mopu whispered, and a gloom arose in his heart. If the old Holy Spirit of the Fire Tribe who was sitting cross-legged on the ground hadn't ordered it, he really wouldn't want to guard this ancient well. God knows what would come out.
"You can rest assured that this well has a lot to do with my Holy Spirit clan. If there is a holy object, it is also a back-up plan arranged by the ancient ancestor." The old Holy Spirit said coldly amid the beating flames.
"Kill, anyone who dares to come close will be killed without mercy. Use the blood of humans and these ancient beasts to pour into the dry well to welcome the birth of our ancestors!"
Lunduo and Mopu gave the order, commanding many strong men to sweep through the nearby monks, seize the blood, and offer sacrifices to the ancient well. The place suddenly became a Shura field.
The leader of the tenth city of the human race led a large number of strong men to attack. The Tyrant Dragon Queen Tuo Lan also led many ancient beasts to launch a fierce attack. They knew that the ancestors of the Holy Spirit Clan could not be born, otherwise this star field would collapse
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The old man's last words convinced them that this must be stopped.
The two sides fought fiercely, with blood spattering and constantly flowing towards the ancient well. The envoy and Tuo Lan sadly discovered that retreat was neither advance nor advance.
Dayuepo shouted to kill Zhentian, and there was a bloody storm in the burial ground of gods and ghosts!
Ye Fan re-entered Dayuepo, but he couldn't change anything. There were too many strong people, and without the Great Sage, who could deal with the most powerful person sitting by the ancient well - the Holy Spirit of Fire.
From the sky to the ground, corpses fell one after another, and blood rained. This was a scene of doomsday, as if heading towards a great destruction.
"ah……"
"kill!"
All kinds of screams and roars were heard, shaking the world. Blood gurgled on the battlefield, and corpses were scattered into pieces.
This scene is very terrifying, like a battle between gods and demons, with corpses falling and the big moon slope shaking.
Ye Fan bathed in blood, walked forward among the dead, and kept fighting. Although he knew that he could not kill the old Holy Spirit, he still tried his best to stop and destroy it and prevent the magic well from opening.
At this moment, his hair was stained red with blood, and the strands were stuck together, and his clothes were stained with blood.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the heaven and the earth shook, Cangyu burst, and a suffocating pressure appeared. The Great Holy War arrived here, and Taoist Qinghuang flew across the sky, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and fell from the void.
"Human race, you can't stop the footsteps of the Holy Spirit!" A majestic voice sounded, and a huge stone man stood on the sky, looking down like a god.
The terrifying sound of blood flowing in his body was like thunder, causing many people to have tinnitus and become unstable.
This is an invincible Holy Spirit. At least there is no opponent in this star field. At this moment, even Taoist Qinghuang was defeated. His face was pale, and he staggered back for an unknown number of miles before stopping in the air.
"The human protector... was defeated!"
"Taoist Qinghuang can't resist the Holy Spirit, what can we do?"
All the monks in the race are in despair. Taoist Qinghuang is so powerful that he has amazed people from all over the world. He is the supreme existence on the ancient starry sky road in this area, but he is not defeated by the Holy Spirit.
"You humans are many in number, but you are all sheep. How can you compare with our race? One of you is enough to kill hundreds of millions of you!" Mopu shouted on the ground.
These words are like a sharp knife stabbing into the hearts of many people. If Qinghuang Taoist is defeated, who can still fight Wang Kuanglan? How can he fight?
"If the human race dares to stand in the way, we will kill them all!" The Holy Spirit named Ao Mang said coldly in the sky.
Qinghuang Taoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without retreating. He climbed up to the sky step by step, holding a war spear, and walked towards Holy Spirit Ao Mang again.
"Human Race, you can't do it. If you lose, you lose. No one can compete with our Holy Spirit Race. You guys at the same level are all lambs to be slaughtered!" Mopu on the ground sneered and said: "So what if you have hundreds of millions of bases?
But I can’t find a strong man who can rival my ancestor Ao Mang, they are all ants, billions of ants!”
Mopu's words were like a steel needle piercing into everyone's heart. They were painful and helpless. The Holy Spirit was really too powerful, and it was difficult for anyone at the same level to match it.
"What a shame, those invincible physiques of the next generation of the human race have not grown up to the Great Saint Realm, otherwise why would you be so arrogant and kill them all!" the lead envoy from the tenth city of the human race said in a hateful voice.
"The next generation of the human race, leave these people to me. Don't worry, I will wipe out all these so-called peerless geniuses. I will try to conquer the ancient road in your lower section!" Mopu said coldly.
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He is respected as the Little Master, and his strength is at the middle level of Saint King. He is brave and invincible in this realm, and has never been defeated so far.
"You are arrogant!" Many people were furious. His words were so hurtful that they made people want to kill him immediately.
In the sky, the sound of footsteps came, Taoist Qinghuang's white hair was disheveled, his body was hunched, and he was about to kill again with a war spear, his back was thin and bleak.
"It's useless, you humans are no match for my Holy Spirit!" said the stone man Mopu. He stood in front of the ancient well, looking up at the sky to watch the battle. His words made many people clench their fists, but at this time it was difficult to argue and no one could
Stand up and fight against the peerless Holy Spirit named Ao Mang in the sky.
A burst of exclamation came, and everyone was startled to see a young man rising into the air and flying towards Taoist Qinghuang.
Ye Fan secretly sent a message that he wanted to give the green bronze tripod to the old Taoist as a weapon.
"It's you, you're not dead yet!" On the ground, Mopu and Lunduo were both shocked, and then they both showed anger and shouted in unison: "You killed another member of my clan, and Ugu is dead?!"
Everyone was shocked. This man named Ye Fan had actually killed more than one stone man. Whether they were humans, ancient beasts, or foreign races from outside the territory, they were all shocked.
In the distance, on the outskirts of Dayuepo, Mu Guanghan, Yu Xian, Kudu Tuo, etc. were also on the battlefield, all showing strange colors and couldn't help but look over here.
Many human testers were stunned, this person was too "ferocious"!
"This is... the holy body from the Emperor Burial Star." Someone whispered.
For an instant, everyone was stunned and shocked.
This kind of achievement is so amazing, it can actually destroy the Holy Spirit, which is really shocking. At this moment, the name Ye Fan is firmly remembered by people.
However, many people don't understand why he ascended to the sky. No matter how powerful he is, he can't compete with the Holy Spirit of the Great Holy Realm. If he goes up like this, he will probably have no chance of survival.
At this time, Ye Fan was anxious. Taoist Qinghuang didn't seem to hear his voice transmission, and he didn't stop. He dragged his tired old body and held a broken war spear to confront Holy Spirit Ao Mang alone.
"Human race, do you persevere and think that you can win the battle by never giving up? I admit that you are an amazing person rarely seen in ancient times, but you are not my opponent. If you don't stop at this time, I would rather pay a certain price.
Let your body and soul be destroyed." Ao Mang said coldly.
His words were full of murderous intent, like a cold wind whistling by, making all the monks in Dayuepo feel cold from head to toe. Everyone looked at the back of Taoist Qinghuang, showing sadness.
"If I were five hundred years younger, I would not have been defeated." Qinghuang Taoist sighed.
As soon as these words came out, many people felt sour in their hearts...the sorrow of old age.
This was once an invincible being, but in his later years, his vitality and blood had declined, and he was no longer in his prime. He no longer had the majesty and momentum to swallow thousands of miles, and his body was no longer as good as before.
"Master!" The leader of the tenth city of the human race couldn't help crying.
Everyone is sad and angry. Taoist Qinghuang used to be so amazing and talented, but he has finally grown old. Today he will be defeated, and the world may be stained with blood. The tragedy of the hero's old age, ending like this, makes people feel heartbroken.
Ye Fan couldn't catch up and was very anxious. Taoist Qinghuang didn't stop. He couldn't sacrifice the green bronze tripod directly for fear of being taken away by the living creature Ao Mang.
The stone man Mopu smiled coldly: "What does it mean to be five hundred years younger? If it doesn't work, it won't work! The cruel facts will make you understand that the gap is the gap, and the human race is not as good as the Holy Spirit! If you are not convinced, you can find a strong-blooded one.
As long as the strong ones dare to come out, they will be killed directly, and they can step on the blood mud!"
Everyone was angry, their blood was boiling, and they wished they could fight him immediately and kill him in front of everyone at the same level.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, a wave of blood like a vast ocean poured down from the sky, and a tall figure tore open the void and rushed out.
He had a majestic figure and disheveled hair, revealing an extremely terrifying wave. He pointed like a sword and slashed at the stone man Mopu, so fast that no one could react.
"ah……"
Mopu shouted, and a stream of pure air flew out of his head. He was cut off from part of his Taoism, and fell from the invincible Saint-King realm to the Saint realm.
After Ye Fan saw this person, tears filled his eyes and he shouted excitedly. This person who had been so kind to him was not dead.
boom!
The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The tall figure in the sky waved the six-way reincarnation fist, swallowing thousands of miles with anger, and struck at the invincible Holy Spirit Ao Mang in the sky. Go forward indomitably, I am invincible!
"Ah..." Mopu shouted on the ground, almost going crazy, and was actually cut down to a big level.
"Now, I want you to understand that Holy Spirits of the same level are nothing!" Ye Fan killed him. He understood the meaning of the tall figure in the sky and let him, who is also a saint, fight against Mopu!