The ancestor king had just borrowed the great holy weapon, and then his body was smashed into pieces by the sudden burst of holy soldiers.
How could Ji Yaosheng let go of such an opportunity? He broke the mirror and erupted the last remaining heat, which directly fixed the pieces of flesh and blood. The Goddess Furnace erupted, and the bright rays of light rushed past like a sacred tree, blasting the flesh and blood into dregs.
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"court death!"
The remaining thirteen saints were angry, and in an instant the five most powerful saints rushed out to attack the old Taoist Cai Qiankun. It was this guy who intervened, allowing Ji Yaosheng to kill an ancient king again.
The holy power is mighty and thousands of ways are intertwined. Cai Qiankun's face is solemn. None of these five ancient ancestors are weak, giving him a very dangerous feeling.
at the same time!
The gods of the three saints who fought against the old man Xuanwu suddenly merged into one, turning into a golden god. The rays of light filled the Tongtian Tower and moved forward to suppress them.
The black tortoise shell outside the body of the old man Xuanwu turned into a black battle suit. When he wore it, he struck with iron fists and fought vigorously. He was indeed very strong. He could fight one against three and never fall behind. Not only did he have racial talent, he was also one of the most talented people in the world.
A saint became a saint through hardship and walked out of his own way.
However, it is not easy to win. The three ancient kings he fought against were all tough opponents. They were all wearing holy clothes. They were almost close to the legendary holy soldiers. It was quite terrifying to be able to reach this level of sacrifice!
There have been many saints since ancient times, but the saints who have been handed down from generation to generation are too rare.
Firstly, the material of the handed down holy weapon is difficult to find, and then it needs to be sacrificed to refine the inner gods. This is the most difficult. Once it is broken in battle, it needs to be refining again.
The battle was all started, and even Ji Yaosheng felt uncomfortable. The ancient ancestor king controlled the golden little tower and gathered four more opponents for him.
Four against one, using the Great Holy Soldier to fight against each other, Ji Yaosheng was shocked to the point of vomiting blood.
On the other hand, Cai Qiankun, the current saint of the human race, evolved the Secret of Bingzi to the extreme and entered the realm of the Puppet Avenue. He actually used an ancestor king as a weapon and quickly killed an ancestor king.
However, when three ancient ancestral kings joined again, this one couldn't bear it anymore, and his eyebrows were bleeding. The situation was not optimistic.
Ji Haoyue, Ye Fan, Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei and others were anxious, and Ye Fan wanted to continue fighting with the Holy Shell.
Ji Haoyue subconsciously wanted to let the deity go into battle. As a result, the axis of the supreme visualization picture between his eyebrows trembled violently. This was an early warning of a life and death crisis.
At the same time, the center of his eyebrows was also twitching, and his spiritual sense also sensed danger. In other words, it was very likely that the ancestor king was blocking him, and it would be very difficult for him to show up.
What should we do? The situation is critical and there is no need to delay!
All races are in despair. Taibaijinxing is even ready to abandon its physical body and use its soul to fight. However, this is very dangerous, and both body and soul will be destroyed if they are not careful.
The monks of the human race are desperate, who will protect our human race? If these saints die in battle, they will usher in the darkest years. From then on, the human race will be enslaved by various races in the ancient times, and return to the ancient times, when the human race lived in the cracks of the difficult years.
In this way, how can one be worthy of an ancient emperor? They created a prosperous age for the human race, but their descendants cannot maintain it. This is a shame. They have no face to face the sages of the human race!
"Haha, human race, when all your saints are dead, look at that old turtle, its shell is cracked."
There are ancient kings who wantonly ridicule, and they have the capital to be arrogant. The grand gathering of all races will soon turn into a murderous convention.
Next, does it mean that we need to discuss how to divide the top spiritual lands and regions occupied by the human race?
The human fairies are pretty good, if you can snatch some back.
The malicious looks made Ji Ziyue, Yaochi Saint, An Miaoyi, Qi Fushui, and Yi Qingwu want to kill someone.
"Don't worry, everything is under control!"
Ji Haoyue said calmly, "Don't make him go crazy and release Erlang Shen Yang Jian."
That's right, just now, Ji Haoyue opened three bronze compasses in a row and drew a wisp of the incarnation of the Heavenly War God Yang Jian.
"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.
At the end of the world, a tall figure is walking step by step. He is dressed in white and has a majestic appearance, 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 saint seemed to be walking very slowly, but he arrived on the battlefield in a few steps. The God King's Heavenly Step has now been evolved to the extreme. It fits the figure in front of him in white clothes like snow, as if he has shrunk to an inch.
Here he is, the peerless god king finally shows up. If he doesn't come, Ji Haoyue always feels that he has destroyed a classic and ruined the growth of a legendary figure.
Now it seems that everything is worth it. King Jiang Shen is integrated with the heaven and earth. He is dressed in white without a trace of dust. He is extraordinary and refined. His handsome face, resolute face, and peerless grace are like the birth of an immortal king.
"boom!"
God King Jiang Taixu swung his fist, creating a huge wave. His right fist turned into an eternal furnace. He punched through the god's body and smashed an ancient king to pieces.
Then, he waved his fists again, and both fists turned into the Hengyu Imperial Furnace. He punched the remaining two people to pieces one by one. Blood rained all over the sky, turning into endless blood light. The blood of the ancestors dyed the high platform red.
"Help the Ji family saint."
The Peerless God King killed three powerful ancestor kings with three punches and sent a message to Cai Qiankun, saying.
Cai Qiankun has the secret of military characters and has been taking time to help Ji Yaosheng. Otherwise, Ji Yaosheng's ancestor will be killed by the four ancient kings who control the golden pagoda.
The Goddess Furnace is powerful, but it also consumes a lot of money. The old man can no longer bear it and is about to be drained.
The peerless God King acted domineeringly and evolved the Dou Zi Mi to the extreme. One moment it turned into the Hengyu Furnace, the next it turned into the West Emperor Tower, and the next it became the Void Mirror, killing all directions.
The murderous intent is like the strong wind, scarlet blood, broken bones, bright red Taoist platform, in the center of the God King's independent field, white clothes come out of the dust, without a trace of blood, shocking people's hearts, and there is silence.
"Do you want to continue killing? Do you want to sit down and have a good talk?"
King Jiang Shen stepped forward, with a calm face, and said calmly.
Killing seven ancient kings in one breath and causing the remaining ancient kings to retreat continuously was too terrifying. The newly emerged human saints have an inexplicable power, which is the unique power of the saint kings.
All the creatures from all the ancient races who came to participate in the grand gathering in Yaochi took a breath of air-conditioning. They were intimidated by the power of the white-clothed God King, including humans and saints. Such peerless grace impressed men and fascinated women.
"Haha, hahaha..."
The unbridled laughter came, causing the sky to collapse, and it spread 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 are two saint kings, saint kings from the ancient royal family. Their laughter is worth mentioning.