The body of Yuan Yan Xuanling Turtle is so huge that it can be called an island suspended in the sky. Even in the Holy City of the Demon King, such a huge demon clan is quite rare.
When Long Lihai saw such a huge desolate beast, he was also secretly frightened. Judging from the aura, it should only be in the lower emperor realm, but the terror of the aura it exuded made him faintly afraid.
The feeling it gave him was even more extraordinary than that of the flaming lion.
Obviously, the bloodline of this desolate beast is probably quite terrifying, and it may not be much worse than the Demon King.
In ancient times, it could be said to have the potential to become a god.
However, there were two people standing on the body of such a terrifying wild beast.
When he saw the two people, he was slightly stunned, because in his previous induction, only one person should be right. When did there be another one?
After thinking about it carefully, I was suddenly shocked.
Because he could see it, but he couldn't sense it. Even if he looked at that person's figure now and tried to sense it, he couldn't sense anything, just like a ball of air, nothing.
How is that possible!
Long Lihai was extremely shocked. He was a monk in the upper imperial realm. Who could stand in front of him, but he felt like a ball of air.
Even the legendary emperors on Mu Cang Continent can't do it.
He looked at the figure carefully, because the cold mist of the nether world released by the Yuan Yan Xuanling Turtle was too thick, and his vision was a little blurry. He had to use the golden eyes of the dragon tribe to pass through the layers of cold mist of the nether world before he could finally see clearly.
That person.
"What! Your Highness the Son of God!"
When Long Lihai saw the man's appearance clearly, his whole body was trembling violently, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Back in the Black and White Divine City, he had met the Son of God.
He never dreamed that one day he would see the Son of God again.
If he hadn't still been unsure, he might have knelt down to pay homage.
When Tianlan was destroyed, didn't His Highness the Son of God sacrifice his life to save the common people?
Xi Qianye clasped his hands behind his back, looking at the battle between the Flame Lion King and the Blue Spring Emperor indifferently, and nodded without any trace.
After not seeing each other for a few years, the growth of the Flame Lion King is also quite astonishing.
Relying on the cultivation of the lower emperor to compete with the upper emperor, it is impossible to rely solely on the corpse-refining body of the Hades Emperor.
Obviously, Hu Sanyin taught the Flame Lion King many magical powers and secret techniques over the years.
Of course, if the battle continues, the Flame Lion King will still be defeated. The gap in cultivation is too big. Even if it can compete with the upper emperor in a short burst, it will be unable to do so after a long time.
"Kill them all."
Xi Qianye said calmly, not intending to do it himself.
"yes!"
A respectful voice sounded from the void.
The next moment, a terrifying and boundless pressure descended from the sky, pressing on the bodies of the five high-ranking emperors in Mu Cang Continent, and almost made the five high-ranking emperors kneel down.
"What breath!"
"It's impossible, the emperor doesn't have such terrible pressure."
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The five emperors of Mu Cang Continent were all trembling, almost unable to stand still.
It was so terrifying, that pressure was like the power of God, instantly filling their hearts with infinite despair.
Not to mention in the Nanman Continent, even in the Mu Cang Continent, they have never seen such terrifying pressure.
A figure slowly emerged from the void without any warning, as if it appeared out of thin air.
This man was dressed in white, with a white face and no beard. He was an extremely handsome middle-aged man. He had long, messy hair, and his elegance contained a bit of uninhibitedness and arrogance.
The middle-aged man is none other than Qiu Liang, the eighth true successor of Qianye Saint Ancestor.
After coming out of Antian Mountain, his cultivation level has recovered a lot. Although he has not returned to his peak, he is still an Ancestral Realm expert.
The pressure he exudes is not imperial power, but ancestral power. How can a few high-ranking emperors be able to withstand it?
That is to say, there is no ancestral law on the Southern Barbarian Continent, and it is impossible to reflect the true power of the ancestral realm. Otherwise, the coercion exuded by Qiu Liang could directly suppress several high-ranking emperors to their knees and be unable to move.
The gap between the Imperial Realm and the Ancestral Realm can be called a natural chasm, insurmountable.
"No! That's not the imperial power of yours, but the legendary...like the legendary ancestral power! How is it possible...how is it possible!"
The leader, the old man in gold robe, looked up at Qiu Liang in the sky, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.
He tried all his strength, but could only raise his head slightly. Such terrifying pressure was not imperial power at all. Even the Great Emperor was not so terrifying.
Long Lihai was also trembling, looking at the man in the sky with horror in his eyes.
As a dragon tribe, he was born with a war-crazy factor in his blood. Even if he was besieged by five superior emperors and was about to die in battle, he was not afraid at all. But in front of the middle-aged man, he felt the power from his soul.
Fear, that kind of fear is not controlled by humans, but comes from the crushing at the life level.
"die!"
Qiu Liang clenched his fist slightly, his eyes as indifferent as water.
The next moment, the five high-ranking emperors of Mu Cang Continent felt a terrifying force crushing them from all directions.
They don't need to resist at all, because it is meaningless.
In the face of the stormy waves, any resistance they put up was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Pffffffffffff!
The bodies of the five high-ranking emperors all exploded and turned into blood mist that filled the sky.
Not only was the body completely destroyed, the emperor's soul was also directly obliterated by an invisible force and disappeared completely.
After killing the five high-ranking emperors of Mu Cang Continent, Qiu Liang disappeared again, as if he had never appeared before.
"this……"
Long Lihai's body was trembling, and he couldn't control his legs that were going weak.
The great power of the ancestral realm!
In this southern barbarian continent...how come there are creatures from the ancestral realm appearing?
Even in the legendary Taihuang, the creatures in the ancestral realm were still standing on the upper level of the pyramid.
The Flame Lion King and Yuan Yan Xuanling Turtle also shrank their heads. In front of that terrifying aura, as desolate beasts, they all acted honestly and did not dare to show any ferocity. They all looked like good babies.
Same.
Princess Cailin also clutched the corners of her clothes tightly, her eyes filled with shock.
Is that really the legendary ancestral realm creature?
Princess Cailin couldn't believe it, how could there be such a terrifying existence beside Xi Qianye, and she seemed to be very respectful to Xi Qianye!
"I pay my respects to His Highness the Son of God."
Long Lihai looked at Xi Qianye closely, and suddenly he knelt down, prostrated on the ground, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and kowtowed respectfully.
In fact, although the Dragon Tribe is a subordinate race of the Tianlan Divine Sect, it does not need to be like this in front of the Son of God.
The reason why Long Lihai was so respectful was because Xi Qianye saved the Tianlan clan and all the members of their Dragon clan.
In the eyes of many Tianlan aliens, Xi Qianye is like a god-like existence. (To be continued)