Eight hundred and sixteenth chapter seven saints come
Chapter 816 The Seven Saints Arrive
This black turtle was meticulous, chasing after it, and ran very fast. Various patterns flashed under its feet, like a stream of light across the sky.
The Dragon Head Ancestor King was driven almost crazy. He couldn't beat him again and again. Being chased by a turtle like this made him angry and aggrieved to death.
"The reincarnation of heaven!"
Finally, he gathered all his magic power and once again displayed his strongest divine rule. The light behind his head reunited, forming a huge roulette that illuminated the void.
"Overlord Divine Fist!"
Black Turtle also shouted, a pair of black old fists expanded infinitely, and smashed down like two black mountains, causing the world to resonate with a rumbling sound.
Finally, in a bright light, a pair of black old fists blasted through the treasure wheel, shattering the light and defeating the divine law.
"puff"
The ancient dragon-headed king exploded, and the light of the soul wanted to escape, but was suddenly blocked by the black turtle. It retracted its body into the body, and the turtle shell turned into a black millstone, rumbling and crushing it.
"ah……"
The Dragon-headed Ancient King screamed in agony, and all his life-long energy exploded, but it was unable to penetrate the tortoise shell. He was ground into powder by the black millstone, and various streams of light flew around him.
Blood rain flew in the void, and then turned into red light and burned. The sky collapsed and continued to be destroyed, becoming a ruined place.
A generation of ancestors has died!
Infinite light is burning, soaring into the sky, and various laws of the great road impact, one after another, chaotically, becoming a turbulent flow. No one dares to intervene, and can only wait for it to disappear by itself.
People were shocked by the pure land of Yaochi. An ancient king was killed in this way. His blood splashed in the sky, and he turned into a torch and was removed from the world.
All the tribes in the ancient times were silent. A strong ancestor king was killed in this way, and was beaten to death by a black turtle that looked harmless and even funny.
There are almost no saints in the human race. How come a turtle can be so powerful? It’s outrageous!
In the sky, the turtle said seriously, "Remember, I am the great Xuanwu."
People could still laugh just now, but now they are no longer in that mood. The ancestor king of the generation was beaten to death. Who can offend this turtle?
"How could the barbarians have such a powerful holy turtle?!" The Emperor said to himself, the nine divine rings behind his head were very dazzling, and he frowned.
"Prince, please be quieter." The two ancient kings said, they realized that this turtle was difficult to offend.
In the Yao Pond, there are colorful fallen flowers. In an ancient forest, crystal petals are constantly falling down and chirping. A great personage is coming, and everyone must go to greet him.
Just on the horizon, several figures slowly walked towards them. Each one was tall and extremely majestic, like several magic mountains that were about to crush the eternal blue sky.
They walked very slowly, but they were quite impressive. Each one seemed to have gone through countless tribulations, and their bodies were integrated with the great ways of heaven and earth, and blended into the principles of the Tao.
Seven people!
There are seven ancient saint-level beings!
They came hand in hand, walking together, making the earth almost sink, all kinds of brilliance rained down from the sky, and the sound of the sky was endless, as if it was singing for them.
This is a strange scene produced by seven ancient saint-level powerful men. They are recognized by heaven and earth, and all kinds of auspiciousness are sent down for them. Each of them has a unique divine rule.
Seven ancient saints, such powerful men appeared at the same time. Just thinking about it makes people tremble.
On the horizon, flooded by a blazing light, seven tall figures walked towards them, each one of them dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.
All creatures trembled and were in awe. This was a saint-level existence that needed to be looked up to for a lifetime.
The eyes of all the monks from the human race were burning. How great it would be if these were saints from the human race. Seven of them appeared on stage like this. How shocking!
However, as the footsteps approached, all the human monks felt like cold water was poured on their heads. Each saint had a different appearance, with obvious ancient characteristics.
Although I had had a premonition, I still couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed. How could the human race suddenly have seven ancient saints come and frighten all races?
Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness. How could such ancient tribes contend? When so many ancient kings came together all of a sudden, it was so overwhelming that people felt suffocated.
Xuanwu, the patron saint of the barbarians, is indeed very strong, but it is difficult to support him alone. There are so many people from various ancient tribes, and this is not all. The disparity is too great.
At this time, there was silence outside the Yaochi. There was no life and no sound. No one could speak.
If many people didn't firmly believe that Emperor Wushi was still alive, this would definitely be a desperate world with almost no hope at all.
It is very difficult for the human race to find a saint, but each tribe in the ancient times has a group of ancestors and kings sitting in charge. The difference is really too big, and it is impossible to compete.
Bathed in the rays of light, their bodies rimmed with gold, they walked step by step. They all looked different. Some had human heads and phoenix bodies, some had unicorn heads, some had thirty-six pairs of divine wings on their backs, and some were exactly the same as humans.
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Obviously, they are not from the same clan, but they have one thing in common, that is, they do not believe that Emperor Wushi is still alive, and like the Ancient King Longshou, they come here to "ask for an explanation."
Who can stop the seven saint-level beings? A holy turtle certainly can't do it. This is a monstrous fighting force that can destroy all opponents!
"The seven royal families united..." Ye Fan gasped. Others still had faith in their hearts, firmly believing that Wu Shi was still alive, but he knew the truth and his whole body was cold at this moment.
Who can stop it? This is just the beginning.
The seven ancient kings restrained their pressure and were not as arrogant as the Dragon Head Ancestor King, forcing all tribes to kneel down. However, they were very cold, even more indifferent and ruthless, standing outside the Yaochi like Qidu Mountain.
"The Yaochi grand event is about to begin, and the seven ancestor kings have arrived to make this gathering glorious." Someone spoke up and gave a disguised compliment.
"Please invite the seven seniors." The leader of the human race said. Although he was hostile in his heart, he had to treat him respectfully. If the reception was not good, there might be a big disaster.
However, the seven ancient kings stood outside Yaochi, as if they had not heard anything, and did not pay attention at all, their faces as cold as ice.
"You ancient kings have come, so that the conference will be colorful and gratifying. Please move into the Yaochi." Several more human leaders spoke.
However, they still ignored them. The seven ancient kings did not even look at them, did not respond, and regarded them as nothing.
Several human race leaders bowed and saluted, and suddenly froze. This was not humiliation, but indifference.
The other human monks also felt chills all over, feeling the gap between heaven and earth.
These seven ancient kings did not look at them at all. Their eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life and a cold chill, as if they were facing a group of ants with no common language.
I didn't deliberately despise them, but this kind of perspective from a different world and the attitude of ignoring them made people feel even more cold.
Ants and dragons have no intersection!
This is the feeling of everyone. They are in two worlds, so they are ignored and they are powerless to get angry. This is an inexplicable sadness.
The dragon-headed ancestor who was beaten to death was arrogant and impetuous, which made people fear him, but he was difficult to respect and fear.
But these seven ancient kings are different. They are extremely indifferent and do not say a word, which makes people even more fearful. They ignore the human race present. This indifference comes from the contempt from the bottom of their hearts, which is even more terrifying.
"I've met several ancestors." The Emperor of Heaven stepped forward to pay homage.
Until then, the seven people nodded, but still didn't say anything. They stood like seven magic mountains outside the Yaochi.
"What a grand gesture. The seven ancient kings have arrived together. If you are here to participate in the Yao Chi Grand Meeting, why don't you come in?" Black Turtle appeared with a solemn expression.
"What kind of grand gathering is this? Is there anyone here who can sit with us to discuss the future of the world and the development prospects of all ethnic groups?"
Finally, an ancient king spoke, with incomparable indifference, and the words he spoke showed his mentality, that is, he did not pay attention to the human race present.
"It's a cruel law. The weak eat the strong. Do you really don't want to enter Yaochi here?" Black Turtle said.
"Can you find someone who is equal to us?" Another ancient king said ruthlessly, while the others seemed to be frozen.
Still cold and indifferent, he didn't even look at the humans present, as if he was facing a group of insignificant ants.
People can't even get angry. Some are just sad. The gap in strength is too big. These seven ancient kings are not showing off their power, but everything comes from their own hearts and instinctive disregard.
"Did you kill the ants on the spot as well as me?" Black Turtle's expression turned cold and he asked in a deep voice.
"You beheaded an ancestor king of Yinlongchuan, but he is still very strong. We should ask for advice."
Without any unnecessary words, the war broke out immediately, killing every step of the way, and the strongest gods collided.
"Buzz"
The black turtle was able to attack and defend with ease, without any difficulty. He struck down with his claws and knocked the ancestor king away for more than ten steps.
"It's very powerful. Come and give me a try." Another ancient king stepped forward, as cold as an ice cellar.
"boom"
The war started again, and the black turtle still had the absolute upper hand, trying to kill the two of them and turn them into a black light.
"Very powerful, but how many people can you fight on your own?"
Three more ancestral kings came forward one after another, one of them was extremely powerful, far beyond the average ancestral king, and could compete with Xuanwu himself.
The five ancestor kings took action together, and there were two more indifferent ones beside them, motionless, watching the battle indifferently.
"Kill!" Xuanwu was angry, but how could one person resist the five ancestral kings?
One of them is so powerful that it can be compared with him and is a peerless enemy. With the support of the other four, he is instantly invincible.
"Bang"
The black turtle suffered thirteen heavy blows in a row, coughed up blood, and flew backwards. If it weren't for the amazing defensive power of the turtle shell, it would have been completely destroyed.
Xuanwu was defeated and couldn't stop vomiting blood. He climbed up with difficulty, his eyes were cold, and he shot out blazing divine electricity and walked forward again.
"boom"
This time he suffered nineteen blows in a row, all from the far superior Ancestor King. He spurted blood, and even the black tortoise shell had a few cracks.
"Bang"
This time, the black turtle fell to the ground and it took a lot of effort to get up.
The seven ancient kings were like ice that would never melt, standing motionless in front of them. One of them said without any emotion: "When a large and powerful clan needs a turtle to maintain its poor dignity,
Is it still far from destruction?"
As soon as these words came out, all the races changed their colors. It was like a knife stabbing into everyone's heart. Even the most forbearing people couldn't help but roar out!
Many people feel so choked up that they can't help but want to look up to the sky and scream.
"Wushi is dead, you have no one to count on!" Another cold word.
At this time, everyone wanted to rush forward. Even if they died, they wanted to fight and have a great battle.
However, they sadly discovered that they did not even seem to have this qualification. The difference was too far, not an order of magnitude.
"Can you rely on this turtle? Can he still fight? Can he still maintain your last shred of ridiculous dignity?" An ancient king who had been silent until now spoke coldly.
At this moment, everyone's blood was boiling and they wanted to rush over immediately.
How wonderful it would be if a human great sage descended from the sky at this time! This is what everyone hopes for in despair.
"The gathering of all races is a joke. Are there people who are equal to us? How can we hold it?!" Another ancient king said.
Everyone's face was ashen, but they were unable to refute. There was no strong person of the same level to talk to them, which made people angry but helpless.
"Boom"
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps from the end of the world, which was combined with the pulse of the world and clearly passed into people's hearts.
The setting sun is like blood, spreading red brilliance all over the sky, dyeing the earth with a layer of red.
At the end of the world, a tall figure is walking step by step. He is dressed in white and looks like a majestic figure, moving forward firmly.
This is a saint who belongs to the human race, is heroic and unparalleled!
A true human saint!
Many of the human monks present actually cried at this moment. I don't know whether they were excited, happy, or depressed, but tears flowed down their cheeks.
The human race relied on a turtle to maintain their last dignity, which made them die in misery. They were mercilessly uncovered by several ancient kings, which was more uncomfortable than being cut with a knife. Now they finally saw a saint who belonged to the human race.
He is integrated with the heaven and earth. He is dressed in white without a trace of dust. He is extraordinary and refined, with a handsome face, a resolute face, and a peerless grace, just like the birth of an immortal king.
Ye Fan was also excited. After seeing this person, even he couldn't help but burst into tears.
The long-awaited person has just come out. It's easy to guess who has arrived. Please write his name on the back of the *** to support the grand debut of this long-lost character.