The ancient trees are like horned dragons, with vigorous branches stretching towards the sky, spreading shade to the ground.
This ancient king's dragon head is high, his body is majestic, and he has extraordinary talents. He looks tall and strong, and there is a ring behind his head, which is dazzling.
Thousands of humans and ancient creatures fell to their knees on the ground, their bodies like chaff, convulsing uncontrollably, as if they were facing a god.
He has unparalleled power, and the energy he naturally emits is unbearable. This is the pressure of an ancient saint. Standing there, everyone in the audience kneels.
"Where is that saint? Let him come and see me." His face was full of indifference, and he stood proudly in the center of the field with his hands behind his back, looking at Yaochi.
The ancient trees are swaying, the shadows are dancing, the place is very quiet, and there is still no answer. Who among the human monks dares to stand up? They do not have the strength to fight with the saint.
At this moment, the ancient king's face was very cold, he glanced at everyone, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed unscrupulously.
"Did you actually escape? It's really ridiculous, hahaha...Human race, you are as cowardly as ever!"
He barged in alone, with a domineering air, and glanced sideways at everyone present. This oppressive aura made people's souls crack.
This kind of laughter was so harsh that all the human monks present changed their faces. It was a humiliation and was tantamount to a slap in the face.
Not far away, in the ancient forest, Ye Fan and others all had ugly expressions. This ancient king had gone too far, and he wished he could sacrifice the Holy Shell again.
An old human monk with a strong personality reluctantly resisted the Holy Power and said: "Maybe he left because of something. You don't need to humiliate the human race like this."
"Leaving for something? I think you should run away. As soon as he comes back, I will kill him immediately." The ancient dragon-headed king put his hands behind his back, and the ring behind his head became more gorgeous.
His unscrupulous laughter pierced everyone's heart like a knife, showing his contempt for everyone.
At this time, even many ancient creatures were surprised. This ancient king was obviously looking for trouble and had no intention of sitting down to participate in the meeting of all races.
Not far away, the Heavenly Prince showed a hint of gloom, and the two ancient kings next to him looked at each other and smiled. They knew that good shows were about to begin one after another.
Not only them, but also other powerful ancient kings do not believe that Wu Shi is still alive, and they will definitely come to Yaochi one after another to ask for an explanation.
"It's really disappointing. The human race is still as hopeless as it was in ancient times. It never dares to face it and can only be reduced to a vassal." The expression of this ancestor king became even more indifferent, and he spoke without any shame.
"Damn it!" Even Li Tian, an outsider, couldn't bear it any longer. He felt angry and secretly regretted coming to a perverted ancient star. The ancient creatures were too terrifying.
Everyone else also felt aggrieved. This ancient king came purely to humiliate everyone, and his strength was specifically designed to target them.
At this time, people dared not speak out. This is a saint. There is no difference between a thousand and ten thousand statues. If he cannot hold his hand, he will turn into ashes if he presses it.
"It's boring! It's boring!" Ancient King Longshou shook his head, with a hint of contempt, and strode forward, extremely calm and calm.
Next to them, various tribes had different reactions, some were surprised, some were worried, and more people were excited. The impact of the Fengshen Bang's suppression of the Northern Territory seemed to be diluted by this ancient king. His words and deeds made many tribes very excited.
"Where is the human holy body? Let me see it!"
This ancient king strode into the depths of the ancient forest and walked straight towards this side. He stared at Ye Fan with a pair of eyes, feeling a little cold.
"It's broken!" Duan De changed his color. He was obviously looking for trouble, and most likely wanted to get rid of Ye Fan.
After all, the Human Sacred Body is very unusual, and most of the great clans in ancient times did not want it to grow up, so it would be most appropriate to strangle it in the cradle.
"It's not a big deal. It really doesn't work. Today I will risk everything and beat him to death with the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar in the holy shell!" Ye Fan said fiercely.
"Try not to mess around, big problems will happen!" Duan De looked solemn, and in an instant, they quickly exchanged opinions in secret.
The Dragon-headed Ancient King walked step by step, and the powerful Saint Qi flowed like a mist of chaos, making everyone tremble with fear.
"That's you?" He looked down at Ye Fan behind the stone table.
"Yes, it's me!" Ye Fan stood up and looked at him calmly without fear.
In the distance, the onlookers and the ancient tribes were shocked. Faced with the power of the ancestor king, he was able to stand up instead of kneeling down, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
"It's interesting." The ancient dragon-headed king looked down at him. The aura on his body suddenly became much thicker, and the ring behind his head became more intense, like a god.
Ye Fan felt a strong pressure, and the bones all over his body were shaking. If it weren't for his special physique, they might have broken.
Even so, he was still in severe pain, and a powerful force surged towards him, forcing him to kneel down. This was the energy of the saint.
"What is your ability to oppress with the power of a saint? What can you be proud of?" A cold voice sounded in the field, and the monkey stood up and confronted the ancestor.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Not long ago, Princess Shencan stood up for the monkey, and they were still fresh in their minds, and now she was going to offend another ancient king.
"Holy Prince, as a member of our ancient clan, it is unreasonable for you to be so close to the Holy Body of the Human Race." The Dragon-headed Ancient King put away his pressure and said calmly.
"My father once said that all things are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, and all races have their own reasons for existence." Monkey said.
"You are a descendant of the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor, and I don't want to make irresponsible remarks to you, but please don't worry about this matter of the human race's holy body. No one can stop me."
The ancient dragon-headed king Senchi became cold. He had a disagreement and had the urge to kill the monkeys together.
In the distance, everyone felt cold in their hearts. An ancient king had arrived in person, which ordinary people couldn't compare to. The difference was too far. Even if all the leaders came together, they couldn't stop him even a finger.
"Are you bullying me?" Ye Fan held the monkey and did not let him come forward. He was not panicked and looked calm, almost questioning.
"Are you talking to me? I can kill you tens of thousands of times with just one finger!" Senhan, the ancient dragon-headed king.
"That's right, I'm just talking to you." Ye Fan nodded fearlessly.
People in the back were shocked, all eyes were focused on him. He dared to speak to an ancestor king like this, which was equivalent to knocking on the dark door of hell.
The leader of the Nanling Barbarians couldn't stand it any longer. He was afraid that Ye Fan would be killed with one finger, so he spoke loudly and said: "In the northern region of Fengshenbang Town, Emperor Wushi performed miracles. Now the Ten Thousand Tribes Conference is about to be held. As an ancient
The king has no respect for himself, so why are you so aggressive?"
It was quiet all around, and everyone held their breath. It took a lot of courage to dare to question an ancient king like this, and they were all sweating for the barbarian leader.
"Hahaha..." The ancient dragon-headed king looked up to the sky and laughed, arrogantly, not paying attention to the people present at all, and all he had was endless contempt.
"Are a group of ants still pinning their hopes on that dead man now? He has long been reduced to bones. To tell you the truth, I am here just to shatter your daydreams!"
His attitude was arrogant, and his words not only humiliated the human race, but also insulted the Wushi Emperor, making everyone filled with righteous indignation.
"Why, aren't you convinced? I'll just stand here and let the beginningless ghost come out and try to suppress me?" The Ancient Dragon Head King sneered and said: "How can a person live for hundreds of thousands of years? That's a joke!
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"That's right!" Not far away, the Emperor's Prince echoed loudly, and Yuan Gu also nodded.
At this moment, there was a commotion among the major ancient tribes. Everyone started talking, their minds became extremely active, and everyone was very excited.
"You are insulting me, the great emperor of the human race, and you will surely turn into ashes soon!" the barbarian chief said loudly.
"Hahaha... How naive, let's wait until that dead ghost climbs out of the grave!" After the ancient king Longshou laughed, his expression turned cold and said: "Are you the barbarian leader of the Nanling barbarians? I have heard something about it,
The Valley of the Spirits failed to destroy you, so I will do the job."
"boom"
He glanced coldly, and a monstrous pressure of the saint suddenly surged out. The barbarian leader coughed up blood and flew out.
The scene was completely silent. This was the leader of the barbarian tribe, but he couldn't even block the ray of breath emitted by the saint. The gap was so big that it couldn't be measured in miles!
"You..." Ye Fan was furious.
"What's wrong with me? You, a little human holy body, haven't grown up yet, yet you dare to disrespect me? Why don't you kneel down!" He shouted again.
"You're going too far!" From behind, the Barbarian King appeared, stopped the blood of the tribe leader, and handed him over to the care of his tribe.
The Dragon-headed Ancient King turned around, smiled coldly, and said: "The Immortal Three Ways of Killing has been completed. It's interesting, but it's still not good enough. I only need one finger to kill you."
"Do you really look down on the human race?" The Barbarian King's face darkened, and the other human monks also looked ugly and extremely angry.
"Human race, you can't do this!" The Dragon-headed Ancient King stretched out a finger and shook it, his contempt beyond words, and said: "Wushi has been a dead man for a long time, what can you expect now? There is really no progress at all.
Just like in the ancient times, it is just a small subordinate clan under the strong man's sect."
"If you say that, I will ask someone to take you in!" The Barbarian King was angry, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his blood surged.
Not only was he angry, all the other human monks were so angry that they wanted to burn up all the nine heavens!
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. The ancient king Longshou bullied others too much!
"Really? Even you bugs are worthy of fighting with me. I'll send you all on the road with one finger!" the Dragon-headed Ancient King said grimly, stretching out a finger to point at the barbarians.
At this moment, the Barbarian King had only one action, which was to take off the animal skin hat on his head and said: "I will find someone to take you in!"
"Buzz"
The void collapsed, and a large black claw poked out, as if it had come from the ancient earth across time and space.
"Click"
Sharp and terrifying, the big black claws grabbed the finger that came over, making a bone-crushing sound, dripping with blood, and broke off the ancestor's finger.
"ah……"
The ancient dragon-headed king screamed and fell back. He could hardly believe his eyes. The finger containing the divine law of the great avenue was broken.
Everyone was stunned, feeling incredible and extremely shocked.
On the head of the Barbarian King, there lay quietly a small black turtle, to be precise, it was Xuanwu, because it had a real dragon head.
After seeing clearly what hurt him, the ancient dragon-headed king's lungs almost exploded with anger. A slow black turtle was shaking a small claw at him.
He really couldn't bear it. This was a shame, even a humiliation. He said in a low voice: "A turtle...I was actually injured by a turtle!"
"Mother ***, you are the turtle, I am Xuanwu!" The slow black turtle on the head of the Barbarian King said sharply.
Everyone was dumbfounded and almost petrified. How could this weird black turtle have the same temperament as the barbarians? They were all rude and rough-looking.
The dragon-headed ancient king roared with anger, and the Great Dao God sacrificed himself and rushed forward.
"Bang"
However, a big black paw reached forward and slapped him over, saying: "You, remember, I am Xuanwu!"
Hehe, this turtle is actually very interesting. Please support me and continue the bull market. Thank you. Thank you.