All the scenery in this world seems to have disappeared, and only the white-clothed God King himself is left, becoming an eternal bright light, untainted by dust.
He is like a real god, sitting there motionless, accompanied by the harmonious sound of the heavenly path, and the auspicious colors falling from the sky, all moving for him, and the endless traces of the path flashing, all singing for him.
No one could get close to him, only falling flowers were flying around him. Even if he was seriously injured and coughing up blood, all the ancient kings would have palpitations.
It took a long time for people to come back to their senses. All the tribesmen in the ancient tribe looked frightened, wondering how much they had to pay to kill the white-robed God King.
The human monks were all worried, and they all had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. Their mood was completely different from that of the ancients. The God King's vitality was severely depleted, and he might not be able to last long.
"As powerful as he is, I must find someone to get rid of him. Otherwise, he will be the biggest obstacle on my path to enlightenment in the future, because he started earlier than me. If I don't get rid of him, it will be too late." The Emperor said solemnly.
"Will anyone take action in a short period of time?" Yuan Gu asked, with a black sun in his left eye and a blood moon in his right eye, which was particularly frightening and strange.
"Don't worry, a supreme being is coming soon. In fact, many people don't believe that Wu Shi is still alive." The Emperor said calmly.
Not far away, Ye Fan almost couldn't help but show his trump card, but after hearing this with Shunfeng's ears, he suppressed it forcefully, and his heart sank.
There are still people who will come to know how many terrible kings there are in the ancient tribe. This seems to be only part of it. He feels that the trump card needs to be used on the edge and taken action at the critical moment.
"Back then, after the Holy Emperor of Dou Zhan was enthroned, the world was immediately in chaos. Even an invincible figure like Princess Shencan was nailed to death with a spear, and even the Dou Zhan Monkey was forced to go west. All races... there are many unparalleled ones in the world.
A master, especially on this ancient star!" the Emperor said to himself.
"It's really hard to kill." In the center of the battlefield, the Blood and Lightning Queen spoke. The dragon spear in her hand glowed coldly and faintly with blood. It was so powerful that she didn't dare to act rashly.
They surrounded the enemy again, but none of the ancient kings took action easily. They were all afraid of being killed by the God King's dying blow, so they were all cautious.
The God King played the piano with both hands, and the sound of tinkling music came out, but he did not take the initiative to attack. The two sides were in a stalemate, and they were in a delicate state of balance.
When a person faces a group of ancient kings, this kind of power is shocking. No one dares to cross the thunder pool and they are afraid of each other.
"Are you scared? We are all the ancestors of a clan. We have never seen any storms, so why don't you dare to kill a dying person?" the Blood and Lightning Queen said, a burst of red clouds evaporated from her body, and the dragon spear shot out blood light and penetrated it.
Yunxiao.
"kill!"
Finally, the kings took action again. The white-clothed God King did not have much life left and could not give him any time to breathe. This was the best chance to kill him.
The sound of the piano was clanking, the falling flowers were flying, creating brilliant brilliance, and ripples flew out, like fireworks blooming, the moment was extremely brilliant.
"puff"
A flash of blood appeared, the head of an ancestor king fell to the ground, his soul was beheaded, and he died an untimely death.
"Dead, another ancient king has died!"
Outside the field, there was a huge chaos. So many ancient kings died in the hands of one person today. The price was too great for all the tribes to bear.
Not surprisingly, King Jiang Shen's face turned pale again, he coughed up a lot more divine blood, his body was shaking, and he might collapse at any time.
"He's almost finished!" Another ancient king said coldly. He had already reached this point in the battle. If he stopped attacking and gave the white-clothed god king time to recover, he would be in vain.
"Kill, he can't resist this time!" The others shouted, and God launched another round of fierce offensive.
This time, there was no piano sound, no ripples spreading, only a sigh, coming from the God King in White, but it was even more breathtaking.
"Ah..." A frightened scream came, and the body of an ancient king turned into light, quickly annihilated, and finally disappeared.
The sigh of the gods!
The world suddenly became silent, and all these ancient kings stopped. A chill ran down each of their spines. They were used to seeing life and death, but they had never been so afraid as they were today.
The opponent is exhausted, but he still refuses to die, killing the enemy again and again. If this continues, it will not be the white-clothed God King who will be killed, but themselves.
At this time, the God King was stained with blood, and his white clothes almost turned into bloody clothes. He would fall down if a gust of wind blew, and there was no blood on his face. His life would come to an end at any time.
However, it is like a bottomless pit. No one knows when it will be filled with the order of the ancestor king, and no one dares to try.
"There are so many of us... If this continues, he will almost kill us all!" An ancient king felt chills all over.
One person fought against the kings alone and killed so many that the blood dyed the Taoist platform red. One drop of such blood can kill a powerful man!
This place has turned into a hellish Shura field, and those who are killed are all "gods" who need people to look up to. It is shocking and has never been seen before.
At this time, even the Blood and Lightning Queen stopped attacking because they were not sure. Although they felt that the God King would fall in the next moment, they failed repeatedly and the ancient kings were constantly beheaded, which made them lose their courage.
This is an unforgettable scene. A bloody man in white sits cross-legged in front of the guqin. He is extraordinary and refined, surrounded by flowers and rain. He has calmed a group of ancient kings, and no one dared to move rashly.
The sky and the earth were silent, no one spoke, only the falling flowers were flying, making a rustling sound, and sparkling with a translucent luster.
This is such a result. No one expected that there is only one saint in the human race, but he can confront so many ancestor kings!
"Why is this happening?" Some ancient tribesmen were unwilling, but they did not dare to step forward.
Many monks in the human race are both excited and frightened, fearing that this dream will be in vain. It all stems from one person. They are afraid that the white-robed God King will fall.
"One person suppresses the kings alone. If word spreads, it will be a shame for all tribes. What are you afraid of?" A cold voice came from the sky.
Five brilliant rays of light fell from the sky, and the leader was actually a saint king with loose purple hair and a tall figure, almost the same as the human race.
The four figures behind him are all ancient kings. Although they cannot compare with him, they are still amazing enough, especially when they arrived at this time.
"It's the Purple Forest Ancestor King, they come from Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest!"
All the Taikoo tribes were shocked. This is a super powerful force. Legend has it that there may be an ancient great sage in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest who can overlook the entire ancient star!
They walked step by step. The leader of the saint king was named Zi Lin, and his reputation was known throughout the ancient times. Many people knew him. He looked indifferent and wanted to take action against the white-clothed god king.
"boom!"
At this moment, the West Emperor Tower in the sky thundered, and plumes of air as thick as mountains dropped down, seemingly trying to destroy all the ancient kings.
However, Zi Lin was not afraid and looked up at the sky and said: "Yaochi Holy Land, do you really dare to take action? There are two ancient imperial weapons outside that are already aimed at this place!"
The scene was completely silent. At this point, the situation was extremely serious. The weapons of the ancient emperor were all ready. If you were not careful, a terrible showdown might occur.
This kind of collision, if not to say it is of a world-destroying nature, is almost nothing. No one can imagine how terrible the consequences will be.
In the ancient years, whenever the ancient emperor's soldiers were used, several prominent families would perish, and their deterrent power was indescribable.
"Not only your human race has imperial soldiers, but our ancient imperial soldiers are even more ancient. They have already attained the power of the gods. If we really want to fight, the outcome has already been determined." Four more figures fell in the sky, each surrounded by divine flames.
People's hearts trembled. With so many ancient saints, they must be many times more powerful in mobilizing the ancient imperial soldiers than the powerful human race mobilizing the imperial soldiers.
"What a hero of a generation. He can withstand so many ancestor kings on his own. It's unexpected." After finishing his words, three more ancient kings arrived, filled with gray mist and frightening aura.
The monks on the human side were all heartbroken, how could they fight with so many people? The God King in White was already seriously injured and dying, but twelve ancient kings appeared again, and among them was a Saint King.
"Is God going to destroy the saints of our race?" The leader of some races lamented, this is a speechless situation, it is really too bad, it makes people feel powerless and inexplicably sad.
"It's really boring. Is there only one saint in the human race? But so many of you didn't win, it's really a shame." Two men appeared in the void, and every pore was shining, making it difficult to look at them.
"It's them, the Twin Ancestral Kings!" All tribes in the Taikoo tribe were horrified. These two people looked exactly the same. Their reputation was spread throughout the Taikoo. They were twin brothers, and the scary thing was that they were both saint kings.
There were a total of fourteen ancient kings, three of whom were saint kings. This scene had already foreshadowed the outcome, leaving the people in silence.
Especially the later Twin Kings were even more fearful. Originally, some of the ancient kings changed their minds when they spoke like that, but when they saw it was them, there was no conflict.
"Is the person you are talking about their father?" Yuan Gu asked in a low voice.
The Heavenly Prince nodded and said: "Yes, it is the existence that is expected to become a great saint - the Fallen Heaven Ancestor King!"
"How many great sages were there in the ancient times? It's really difficult to attain enlightenment. I knew he was the Fallen King. There have been rumors that he is expected to succeed." Yuan Gu sighed.
"Rumble..."
From the end of the sky, nine terrifying ancient beasts are running towards them. Each one is a great king, and they are terrifying and all are ancient ferocious beasts.
They pulled an ancient chariot and stampeded across the sky, beating like the divine drums of heaven, resounding through the sky and shocking people's hearts.
The nine-headed king-level ancient ferocious beast can only be used to pull carts. Such an appearance is shocking, making people feel cold all over and their hairs stand on end.
"boom"
The nine-headed ancient ferocious beast stopped, the ancient chariot stopped, a monstrous aura filled the air, and a terrifying figure stepped out of the chariot.
The mist was shrouded in mist, and he was drowned in mist. Even if he had a clairvoyance, he could not see through it. Only a pair of cyan eyes revealed a frightening light, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen, like a demon god!
"I've seen the Fallen King!"
Even though the ancient kings present were very conceited and arrogant, after seeing this ancient ancestor, they all still came forward and bowed to him. One can imagine his high status and terrifying strength.
At this point, the human monks were completely desperate. How could they fight against it? Once the Fallen King appeared, it would be useless for the God King in White to defy the heavens.
How to fight against more than twenty ancient kings, plus this fallen king who is expected to become a great saint?
"One man fought a group of ancient kings alone and killed three saint kings. This is an amazing achievement. He is an outstanding person." The Fallen Heaven Ancestor King stood in front of the ancient chariot, looking down, his eyes even more terrifying in the black mist.
, like two magic lamps, only an outline of the tall body can be seen.
The God King in white stood up, faced many ancient kings alone, and then looked at the Fallen King, his expression calm and unchanged.
"I am willing to accept you as my adopted son. If you are willing to join our clan, you will become a great sage respected by all clans in the future." The Fallen King said such earth-shattering words.
Everyone was in a daze, and many ancient kings were shocked. Even his own son, the Twin Kings, were also startled and looked at the terrifying existence on the ancient chariot.
"snort"
The white-robed God King snorted coldly for the first time and said, "I just want to know how many more ancient kings will come?"
"Now that I'm here, no one else will take action." Fallen King said calmly, but it made people frightened and felt a sense of domineering and domineering!
At the same time, there was an uninhabited land, the Great Mountain stood tall, and a dazzling divine list soared into the sky at this moment, flying towards Yaochi!