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Chapter 820: The Divine Comedy of the Ancestor King Qi

The cold wind, the scarlet blood, the broken bones, the bright red Taoist platform, the center of the God King's independent field, the white clothes coming out of the dust, not stained with a trace of blood, shocked people's hearts, and there was silence.

Shockingly, the three ancient kings were crushed to pieces, their bodies and souls disappeared, causing many people's bodies to convulse, their souls to tremble, and to leave their bodies.

The God-King doesn't kill, it doesn't mean he doesn't kill anyone.

The previous seven ancient kings were indifferent and indeed had the capital, but they did not deliberately say anything. However, these three people extremely humiliated the human race and were all killed by the white-clothed god king!

Even if such a person is let go, he will not feel grateful and may get worse.

"Can you all sit down and talk." The God King stood on the bloody high platform and spoke to the eight ancient kings in front of him.

If you say you are not surprised, it is impossible. The three people just now are considered masters among the ancestors, but they were all killed, and the other eight people were silent.

"Haha, hahaha..." The unbridled laughter came, causing the sky to collapse and spreading thousands of miles away.

At the end of the sky, two ancient kings suddenly arrived. Their magic power was overwhelming, and their energy and energy surged like a sea of ​​gods, flooding the entire world.

These two saints are both very powerful, and look down upon the world like two gods descending upon the human world.

One of them was laughing loudly, like the roar of a divine drum in heaven, causing collapse in all directions, and the earth was about to sink. This figure with a face that looked like a god and a demon was clearly someone who came with bad intentions.

Everyone gasped, how many ancient kings were there? How to keep fighting, three died, and two more came all of a sudden.

The grand gathering of all races was supposed to involve peace talks, but some ancestors and kings did not believe that Wu Shi was still alive and wanted to come to Iron Blood to take action. This has just begun, will anyone else come?

"It's not too late." A cold voice came from outside the Pure Land, and another ancient king arrived and stepped into the Yaochi. He had divine wings on his back, dragon horns on his head, and his appearance was similar to that of the human race.

On the Tongtian Platform, there was silence, no one spoke, which made people despair. Until now, it was the ancient king who was manifesting, and the human race did not even have a second saint.

What to do? How to keep fighting? Even if the God King in White is the reincarnation of the God of War, he can't fight so many ancient kings. He knows how many more will come.

"One statue, two statues..." As time passed, people counted silently, their bodies getting cold, and the number of ancient kings continued to increase.

In this early morning, there are already seventeen ancient kings standing side by side on the Tongtian Platform. The aura that permeates the sky can make the blue sky rumble for eternity. It is so amazing.

There was only one God King in white on the opposite side. How could he fight against so many ancient kings alone? Everyone felt bitter in their hearts, the difference was too big.

A gust of wind blew by, and everyone wrapped up their clothes tightly, feeling extremely cold, as if late autumn was coming, depressing everyone's heart.

This is the same existence of the ancient saint, and there are seventeen of them! Just thinking about it makes people lose their fighting spirit. The white-clothed divine king is also a human being. This is... a certain death situation. Who can help?

People have a sense of powerlessness. No matter how they fight, there is no hope. There are too many ancient kings, which makes people feel despair.

Moreover, this did not include the seven ancestor kings who had arrived yesterday. Yin then had a hint of respect for the god king and was sitting cross-legged on the other side, but it still made people hairy.

This was a heart-breaking situation. No one spoke, could not even sigh, and could not even lift their heads.

"I'm really disappointed. Is the human race not as good as it was in ancient times? I remember there were several saints at that time, but is this the only one in the world now?" Along with the indifferent words, a man descended from the sky.

An ancient king descended from the sky, and an evil god broke through the prison of the underworld, bringing with it a surge of demonic energy. A pair of bat wings were as black as ink.

"Ancestral King Taiming is here too!" Even many ancient kings were startled and took a few steps back. It was obvious that his status was extraordinary.

"Qiang"

There was a soft cry in the sky, and a line of blood lightning fell from the sky, drawing a dazzling blood light and inserting into the Tongtian platform, making a clanking sound.

This is a dragon spear, as red as blood, with a horned dragon coiled around it, and the bright red spear tip it spits out, which is breathtaking.

A queen descended, with wheat complexion, a muscular body, very tall, but also murderous, with red hair, and even a pair of blood-colored eyes, holding the dragon spear.

"The Blood and Lightning Ancestor King is here too!"

The tribesmen and tribes present were horrified, deeply in awe, and all stepped back. This was a powerful man whose reputation was known all over the world, and few people dared to offend him!

"It's boring." A cold scoff came from the void, and a man in a bronze battle suit walked forward step by step, and the avenues hummed around him.

People were surprised that the bronze battle suit he wore was a real holy soldier passed down from generation to generation, which was enough to illustrate his terrifying identity.

In ancient times, saints had their own weapons before they passed away, but there are very few people who can actually leave the holy weapons handed down from generation to generation. This is also a testimony and symbol of strength.

"The Ancestor King Teng Qing has arrived!" Some ancient creatures exclaimed in surprise. In the ancient times, these were the people who stomped their feet and made people tremble in all directions.

The powerful human race present were all despairing and felt that there was no hope at all. From the reactions of various races, we could see how terrifying the three ancient kings were.

Suddenly, a dazzling ancient king appeared in the morning glow, dazzling and dazzling. He seemed to have stepped out of the newborn sun, enveloped by a divine ring, and was boundless in his holiness.

"We want to see how the Unbeginning manifested miracles."

He stepped onto the Tongtian Tower, blazing with brilliance like a sun god. He came with bad intentions and made it clear that he was not here to participate in the grand event.

As soon as he appeared, the other ancient kings were moved and took a step back involuntarily. He obviously had a very high status.

"This is Ancestor King Haoyang!"

The knowledgeable people from various tribes of the ancient tribe exclaimed in shock and couldn't help but feel terrified. This was a truly ruthless man who had achieved extremely brilliant achievements in the ancient years.

On the Tongtian platform, one after another terrifying holy bodies exuded the aura of collapsing the heavens of all ages. There were twenty-one figures in total, which made people feel terrified.

Among them, the four most powerful ancient kings stand side by side, standing at the front. They are: Taiming Ancestral King, Blood Lightning Ancestral King, Tengqing Ancestral King, and Haoyang Ancestral King.

These four people who finally arrived made other ancient kings feel a little in awe. They were masters who were famous all over the world in the ancient times. Each of them had killed rivers of blood and mountains of bones, and was feared by all races.

Such a group of ancient kings, gathered together, not to mention fighting, just relying on the breath released, is enough to collapse the earth and cause bleeding.

On the opposite side, there is only one God King in white clothes and Sheng Xue. Facing so many people alone is an unequal confrontation. There is a huge difference.

What to do? This is a dead end!

Unless the God King attains enlightenment, he will not be able to compete at all. If he really starts a battle today, the myth of being undefeated will be shattered, and he will shed every last drop of his divine blood.

Everything that is supposed to come has almost come. Such a comparison makes the human race feel chilled, their faces turn ashen, and they lose all their last thoughts.

The Black Turtle did not move, because there were seven ancient kings beside it who did not move either. Sitting there cross-legged, they had made it clear that they would not take action. The God King passed this test, so they turned around and left.

Ye Fan felt bitter in his heart. Princess Shencan told him that some ancient kings would come to ask for an explanation. He did not expect that it would be such a group!

The bravery of the God King is obvious to all, but even if he is the God of War, he cannot stop so many saints from attacking him, not to mention that the four ancestor kings at the front are so different.

"Jiyumi, can you shine brilliantly today?" He thought to himself, and before dawn broke, he informed the God King of this secret.

Among the nine secrets, only this secret is the simplest. There is no need to understand it. It is just a mysterious key. As long as you remember it, it will work.

Ancient King Tengqing was wearing a bronze armor handed down from generation to generation, with a calm look on his face, and said: "You haven't gone very far on the road to becoming a saint, but you have the fighting power to catch up with us. It's really not easy to become a saint in this era."

As soon as these words came out, the powerful men of all races were surprised. It was the first time they knew the strength of the White God King, and he was about to catch up with the four famous ancient kings.

However, when the human monks heard these words, their whole bodies turned cold. Although the God King was brave, he was not as good as his opponent, and there were four of them.

The breeze blew, and the God King's white clothes fluttered. He stood quietly in the center of the Taoist platform, facing more than twenty ancient ancestor kings alone, his expression never changed.

"You are an outstanding person, but it is unrealistic to fight against all races with your own strength." Ancient King Haoyang spoke, his whole body submerged in divine light, like a sun god.

"So many ancient kings are really awe-inspiring." The God King in White sighed softly and said: "If I don't take action, you will take action. There is no choice."

"You know you can't do something, but you still want to die?" The only queen among the four ancient kings said. Her name is Xuedian. She has a strong body, holds a dragon spear in her hand, and has the most murderous aura, which has turned into a tangible substance.

The white-robed God King said nothing.

"If I want to come down to talk, I need to have such qualifications. How can we fight with you alone?" Wang Senleng, the ancestor from behind, said.

"This world is very cruel. If you want to have the corresponding right to speak, you must show equal strength." The ancient king of Taiming said coldly, and the pair of bat wings behind him flapped, and suddenly a monstrous demonic energy rushed up, which was terrifying and frightening.

"You have no choice! Then let's fight." The voice of the God King in White was very soft, but it was so shocking that everyone's ears were buzzing.

How can he fight so many ancestor kings alone?!

Everyone was stunned, this was a certain death situation, there was no hope of survival, but he chose this way, almost dying.

"Regardless of your strength, do you think you are a quasi-emperor? If you dare to say such things, you should kill him as soon as possible!"

"The blood of the saints of the human race has a very nostalgic taste. It has passed away since ancient times and I haven't tasted it for many years."

"If you want to defeat all races with your own strength, you are seeking your own death. Then I will help you, ridiculous human being!"

"After this battle, all races will rule the world and wipe out all the ants. Just like in ancient times, only the true royal family can rule this land."

Behind, several of the ancient kings said in such a cold voice, it was bone-chilling.

But in front of them, the four ancient kings who were famous in the ancient times did not say a word, and they all felt an unusual atmosphere.

The God King in white was sitting cross-legged in the void, and a guqin appeared in front of him. He gently plucked the strings and made a wonderful sound that resounded throughout the universe.

"God's Overture!" Behind him, Ye Fan's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling. He had cut off the road for him back then and finally made such a sound, but he was exhausted.

This time, no matter what, he would not let such a thing happen a second time.

The Divine Overture is only the initial stage. If a true Divine Comedy is evolved, it can gain almost the same power as a god!

"Ding dong,

Suddenly, the music continued continuously, and the heavenly way harmoniously moved, and the sound spread thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers!

"Divine Comedy, this is the "real divine comedy!" Ye Fan's voice trembled.

The petals are flying all over the sky, and they are crystal clear, falling between the sky and the earth. The fragrance is fragrant, making the God King in white even more exquisite and untainted by the earthly atmosphere.

"Kill him!"

Behind, an ancient king shouted, "Come forward again."

"puff"

A figure exploded, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky, dyeing the crystal petals red, making it particularly sad and beautiful.

"What's going on, this power?" Another ancient king roared and rushed to the kisser. It was difficult to move, and the sound turned into a rain of blood.

Rain of flowers danced in the sky, the divine overture shocked the nine heavens, and every petal was stained with blood, stunning the world.

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