In the Hualong Pond, Jiang Taixu lay motionless in the water and did not get up, but the divine light in his eyes was terrifying, staring coldly at the thirteen Holy Lord-level figures.
"Kick", "kick", "kick"...
The thirteen big shots who dominated one side kept stepping back. Intimidated by the momentum, they couldn't help but shudder, and they all stepped back involuntarily.
Jiang Taixu's attack power is known to the world. Who can match him in the past five thousand years? If he were to be reborn, the Holy Lord would be beaten to death even if he went up to him!
"Old God King, it's great that you're awake!"
"Ancestor, you are finally resurrected!"
"God opens his eyes and allows me, the peerless god king of the Jiang family, to return to the world!"
Everyone in the Jiang family was shocked and overjoyed. They all shouted and looked extremely excited. Some even cried with joy.
Jiang Taixu was not very old when he disappeared, but now he is called the ancestor. It can be said that he has been in a dream for thousands of years. The tides in the world have changed, and things have changed.
Almost all the people he knew are no longer alive, and most of his juniors have long since passed the age when he disappeared. He will almost never see his contemporaries again.
When the God King was reborn in the world, he glanced at everyone and looked at his descendants carefully without saying a word. No one knew his mood at the moment.
Finally, when he saw Ye Fan, he showed a hint of excitement for the first time. He seemed to be startled, and then quickly calmed down.
"Jiang Taixu, what if you are resurrected? This is not four thousand years ago, and it is no longer your era!" Not far from Hualong Pond, a big man shrouded in black mist had a low voice, his eyes were like abyss, and he stared indifferently.
Ahead.
At this moment, the other scary characters also calmed down. They were all extraordinary people and calmed down instantly. No matter how famous Jiang Taixu was, he was still a hero. He had been sealed for four thousand years and his longevity had already dried up. It was a miracle that he could wake up.
Is it still possible to win the battle?
The Jiang family felt like cold water was poured on their heads. They suddenly thought of all this and their hearts were filled with reluctance.
"Unless he is the reincarnation of the Great Emperor, how can he get up and kill the enemy?!" Another Holy Lord-level figure shouted.
"King Jiang Shen was not born in the same era as you, but we met in your twilight years. I don't know whose regret it is. So many of us are sending you on your way today. Rest in peace!"
Thirteen Holy Lord-level figures stepped forward together, and the depths of the underground palace shook violently, and water splashed in the Dragon Transformation Pond.
"Kill the God King!"
These four words are like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart, containing endless murderous intent, pressing towards the old God King.
At this moment, everyone in the divine city was shocked. They could hear these words clearly, and they were all shaken. Many overlords were really going to take action.
"Dare you!"
Jiang Yun stepped forward, with his head hanging from the ancient pagoda, and holding a black war gun, lying in front of the Hualong Pond, constantly shaking the magic weapon to neutralize the shocking murderous intention.
At the same time, many senior members of the Jiang family also took action to block the four-character murderous intention and scatter it in the air.
"Puff", "puff"...
Except for Jiang Yun, the other old men were all coughing up blood. The murderous intent produced by the thirteen Holy Master figures was enough to kill powerful monks, and few people could withstand it.
Many people staggered backwards and almost fell to the ground. The thirteen people in front were all heroes of the party and could not compete at all.
One of the powerful men stared at Jiang Yun indifferently and said: "The Holy Master of the Jiang family is in the future, so why do you seek death?"
"There are so many of you, each of you scornful of one another, dominating a region, but now you join forces to kill a miserable old man, don't you feel ashamed?!" Jiang Yun shouted.
"We are here for the secret of the Great Emperor Wushi, and we are here for the Nine Secrets of Dou Zi Jue. The God-Killing King is only ranked third."
"A generation of god-king deserves so much power to see him off. It is also a kind of respect for him. Otherwise, dying alone in the hands of one person will be the tragedy of the doomsday god-king."
Jiang Yun shouted coldly: "That's nice to say, everyone has their twilight years, aren't you afraid of being treated the same way?"
"Eight hundred years later, I am willing to wait for future generations to come and kill me." A voice sneered again and again, scanning the few young and middle-aged people in the Jiang family in the field, and said: "I'm afraid you won't live as long as I do!"
"Jiang Taixu, tell the secret of Zishan, write down the holy method of fighting, and spare your children and grandchildren a way to live!"
"The people here are all your direct descendants. You don't want to watch them being killed, do you?"
"The Hengyu Sacred Furnace is blocked. Even if the Jiang family comes out in force, they can't save you! What's more, you've run out of gas, so why are you hanging on?"
Thirteen Holy Lord-level figures once again sent out icy-cold murderous intent, penetrating through the human wall towards Old God King Jiang.
"puff"
At this time, the mighty Jiang Yun couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. He was the only one on an equal footing with these people. How could he compete?
"Since you want to die, Jiang Yun, let us help you and then kill the God King!"
The thirteen powerful men stepped forward together, and the underground palace almost collapsed. The terrifying pressure was like a vast ocean, sweeping away all obstacles.
"Wow!"
In the Hualong Pond, the sound of water sounded, and the withered body slowly sat up and stood up slowly. The light in its eyes became even brighter, and it could literally penetrate the human body.
Jiang Taixu walked ashore step by step. He was still skinny and skinny, but his movements were firm and powerful.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor of the God King!"
"What's wrong with you? What do you want to do?"
Everyone in the Jiang family exclaimed, never expecting that Jiang Taixu could stand up, land alone, and go straight towards the thirteen powerful men.
At this moment, every time he stepped down, a pulsating sound sounded between heaven and earth. It was not very heavy, and it did not shake the underground palace at all.
However, this rhythm is like the divine drum of the ancient heaven that has resounded after being cut off for tens of millions of years. It beats in people's hearts and even the mighty heart shrinks.
"Dong", "Dong", "Dong"...
This is an indescribable and terrifying rhythm, like the echo of the innate avenue, and the people of the Jiang family can't help but make way for him, all of which are subconscious actions.
"snort!"
A Holy Lord-level figure snorted coldly, trying to interrupt this terrifying rhythm, but it failed to interrupt, and it became even more frightening.
"People who are about to be buried, what is there to be afraid of!" A powerful man stepped forward and struck directly, rushing up like a black lightning.
Jiang Yun held his war sword to block him, but the other two powerful men took action to block him, not giving him a chance to step forward.
"King Jiang Shen, I will send you on your way!"
The man rushed forward in the blink of an eye, raised his big hand and slapped it down. This was not just a palm, but also a rule of heaven and earth.
Even, faintly, you can see lines intertwining together to form a network of order, showing the tangible power of law!
The people of the Jiang family are heartbroken, and it is impossible to stop him. This is a hero, and no one can stop him except Jiang Yun.
However, Jiang Taixu remained fearless and walked forward step by step, the rhythm of his feet never being disrupted at all.
Suddenly, two rays of red glow shot out from his eyes, the same color as the red gold of phoenix blood, becoming the only thing in the world, brilliant and eternal, like the holy furnace of Hengyu rushing out!
"ah……"
The powerful man screamed, and his slapped palm was pierced by his eyes. The laws of order he had intertwined were instantly destroyed, and red clouds rushed towards him like clouds of smoke.
"puff"
Blood splattered, and the powerful man's eyes were pierced by red clouds, piercing through the back of his head, bringing out a bloody flower, and flew out with a scream.
"What?"
"How can this be?"
"In his old age, Jiang Taixu can still fight!?"
Behind, other Holy Lord-level figures were all shocked when they saw this. A dying old God King actually still has such power!
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor God King..."
The Jiang family members were shocked and surprised. They never expected that Jiang Taixu would have such fighting power just after he woke up.
Thinking from this, how powerful Jiang Taixu must have been four thousand years ago? I imagine he was majestic and graceful!
The powerful man was pierced through his eyes and shot out of his brain, but he was not dead. His cultivation had reached this level, but his limbs could regenerate, making it difficult to kill him. However, he suffered heavy injuries and lost his combat effectiveness.
"In my whole life, Jiang Taixu, no one has ever forced me like this."
King Jiang Shen finally spoke, and like the roar of a divine bell, it echoed in the underground palace and spread to every corner of the divine city.
"Oh my god, Jiang Taixu is resurrected and has regained his fighting strength!"
In the divine city, many monks heard his voice and were all shocked.
"This is Jiang Taixu talking, an old god king who is nearly five thousand years old... Hasn't he run out of gas? How come he is so powerful just after he wakes up?!"
The people in the divine city were shocked and could hardly believe all this. Many holy masters went to kill the divine king, but in the end they resurrected him.
In the underground palace, Jiang Taixu was still moving forward, the rhythm never changed, and the rhythm became more and more terrifying.
"Not good!" A powerful man at the front screamed. His heart was in severe pain, almost bursting, and he quickly flew back.
"boom!"
Jiang Taixu's last step fell, it was extremely heavy, and the underground palace almost collapsed. The powerful man screamed, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The thirteen Holy Lord-level figures were really suppressed. They all flew back, far away from the Dragon Transformation Pond, and stared at the old God King in surprise.
Jiang Taixu stood there like a green pine, standing tall and motionless. Then he let out a sharp scolding, pressed his hands into the void, and moved continuously.
"Great Emperor Formation!"
Everyone was surprised. The law and order appeared in Jiang Taixu's hands, and mysterious runes were carved into the void, shining like stars.
All this happened so fast, the old god king restored the lines carved by Jiang Yun in one fell swoop, and they continued to evolve and develop, making the lines more terrifying and unfathomable.
But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, a trace of black blood overflowed from his mouth, and he fell straight down.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor of the God King!"
The wife of the Jiang family turned pale with fright, rushed forward to help him up, and then carried him into the Hualong Pond.
Jiang Taixu had no blood to cough up, and only a trace of thick black blood at the corner of his mouth. He was almost exhausted. If it weren't for the nine little dragons swimming in his body, he would have been extinct.