From the sky, green air pillars hang down, thick and heavy, and the Immortal Tears Green Golden Tower stands in a small world, looming, with chaotic energy surging.
The Green Golden Pagoda of Immortal Tears is looming, shrouded in chaos energy, and in a semi-revival state. It is controlled by three Tao-killing Kings from Yaochi and more than a dozen top holy masters. These people are all old antiques and the Supreme Elder level of Yaochi.
Of course, being in Yaochi, with the blessing of the Emperor Formation, the West Emperor Tower will be more easily revived and the consumption will be smaller.
At the same time, the sixteen ancestral kings arrived and spoke wildly. Some even threatened to hold the Western Emperor Pagoda in the palm of their hands to see it clearly.
They were confident because the ancestor king secretly controlled the ancient imperial weapons and targeted Yaochi, not one, but two ancient imperial weapons.
Sixteen ancient kings walked together, as if there was no one around, pointing to the Holy Land of Yaochi. Although there was no unexpected Qi, the kind of Qi belonging to the saints made the monks in Yaochi unable to stand at all, and almost all of them knelt on the ground.
The human monks are a little desperate. There are not one, not two, but more than a dozen people. Even if the human saints have supreme combat power, how can they compete with so many people?
Everyone is desperate.
This is not an equal confrontation at all. If a battle really breaks out, these people will have an overwhelming advantage, and that's not all. There will definitely be an ancient ancestor king coming later.
This is a good opportunity to completely trample the human race underfoot. So many ancient kings have not come to negotiate peace with the human race.
Everyone heard the words of those ancient ancestor kings. More than two ancient emperor soldiers were aimed at Yaochi. They came prepared and pointed their swords at Yaochi. It was shocking. If a war really started, the Western Emperor Tower might be destroyed.
Tongtiantai is a broken mountain with a height of more than 1,000 feet. There is no grass growing on it. It is like a large mountain that has been cut in half. The section is a huge rooftop, vast and boundless.
It is said that this is the highest mountain in the Northern Territory. It was cut into a platform by the Western Emperor himself. Even if it is cut off, it is extremely majestic and has the appearance of the king of the mountains.
It can be used as a martial arts arena or a meeting square. It can accommodate no matter how many people come because it is engraved with the Western Emperor pattern.
Back then, when Yaochi was relocating, it took a lot of effort to move the mountain to the Pure Land.
The sixteen powerful ancient kings stood on this ancient battle platform, all with casual expressions. There was no sign of indifference, but it was even more chilling because they were arrogant and almost turned against the guests.
"The saints of the human race want to sit down and have peace talks with us. I will give you a chance to get through our situation before we talk."
Prince Youzu spoke indifferently.
Cai Qiankun stood up, and Ji Yaosheng and old man Xuanwu walked with him.
Taibai Jinxing wanted to stand up, but they stopped her.
"Taibai, you stay to hold on!"
Cai Qiankun said casually.
"Yes, the three of us are enough."
Old man Xuanwu said carelessly.
Taibai Jinxing felt warm in his heart. The human saint was protecting him, treating him as a good seedling and not wanting to see him fall.
Taibai Jinxing is very frustrated. The time he came to this world is still too short. Give him another year, no, half a year, and he will definitely be able to cross the threshold of a saint, survive the catastrophe, and become a saint.
"Why is there a saint missing? Could it be that he ran away? Haha, I think the human race is so tyrannical. I need to have some confidence to hold a meeting of all races. But what I saw is that even the two of you dare to sit on the high platform.
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With cold smiles and ruthless looks, the sixteen ancient kings arrived on the Tongtian Platform, looking around with cold eyes and a hint of murderous intent in the corners of their mouths.
"Wait a while, I'll beat one or two unlucky guys to death with my Overlord Fist, and you won't think I'm weak anymore. Let's see how you can still laugh."
The Taoist transformed from the Black Turtle was serious and said with a dark face.
"I, Ji Yaosheng, will fight one against two today. Who dares to fight?"
Ji Yaosheng sneered, do you really think his combat power is average?
Ji Yaosheng practiced the Void Sutra, the Xingzi Secret taught by Ji Haoyue, and the Zhezi Secret taught secretly last night. Now, his combat power has greatly increased.
Ji Yaosheng calculated, Cai Qiankun could hit seven with one, the old man Xuanwu could hit five with one, and he could hit three with one.
In total, there is only one saint left who has not been cleaned up and is not in the way. At worst, he will kill one of them and even out the number of people.
If those ancient ancestor kings knew Ji Yaosheng's fallacies, they would definitely not be able to help but beat him to death first. It's so shameless. Do you regard the ancient ancestor kings as weak chickens?
"Haha, in that case, how about you, fellow Taoist, be entertained by us."
The two ancestral kings next to the Heavenly Prince invited two of the seven ancient kings in the morning. The remaining five were unwilling to take action easily. All in all, Cai Qiankun spared their lives.
Ji Yaosheng cursed in his heart. It was so shameless. He said two, but four ran out from the side.
"If you want to fight, then fight, no matter who you are afraid of."
Ji Yaosheng pretended to be fighting for his life, but he was sneering in his heart.
"I want to fight one on one!"
Old man Xuanwu felt that he should take it easy and keep a low profile. Don't be as irritable as Ji Yaosheng.
"I can't wait for a long time."
The three ancient kings wearing divine iron clothes came to the front, and they were the ones who were aggressive just now.
"Can you show your face earlier? Do you understand the duel?"
Old man Xuanwu protested with a dark face and said.
"Haha, that's right, duel. From ancient times to the present, the three of us brothers love to challenge others the most. You can ask a few more human saints to help."
An ancestor king looked at the old man Xuangui with disdain and said.
Old man Xuanwu: "..."
Behind them, the thirteen ancient kings hesitated for a while, but finally did not step forward and chose to watch the battle. They wanted to see how the turtle and the saint from the Ji family would die.
The next moment, the battle broke out, and it was Ji Yaosheng who made the first move. He directly used the Great Void Technique and appeared in front of the strongest ancestor king. The goddess furnace in his body suddenly burst out with holy power.
puff!
The ancestral king of the Seventh Heavenly Saint was instantly torn into pieces and was successfully attacked by him.
"Void Mirror!"
At the same time, Ji Yaosheng shouted loudly, and an ancient mirror appeared above his head. A beam of bronze light froze everyone, including the flesh and blood and broken bones.
boom!
The next moment, he unleashed the Goddess Furnace and struck again, blasting all the flesh and blood into powder.
Click!
There were several cracks on the ancient mirror, which were shattered by the explosion of these ancient kings.
The three ancient kings were also furious at this time. They were deceived. The ancient mirror was not a Void Mirror at all, and this shameless guy used the Great Holy Soldier to attack in a sneak attack, causing an ancient king to die inexplicably.
"I allow you to use the Great Holy Soldier."
Ji Yaosheng, with his black hair dancing wildly, a majestic figure and his feet walking secretly, took the initiative to attack again.
These three ancient ancestral kings want to scold their mothers. Is the Great Holy Soldier a big carrot?
And this time when they left the territory of the ancient clan, they had to leave behind some information to avoid being taken advantage of and robbed of their lair.
A small golden tower was sacrificed, it was the small tower that resisted the Goddess Furnace in the morning.
Clang!
Suddenly, the small tower lost control, and the holy power exploded, directly smashing the ancestor king who was about to receive the treasure, turning into a golden light and flying into Cai Qiankun's hand.
However, at the next moment, Cai Qiankun used all his strength to use Bing Zi Mi to throw him away.
This is a great holy weapon with an owner, and just now he felt a fatal threat.