"Xin, I would like to test the ranking of the thirteen people. Today we will discuss the difference, life and death!"
Xin Zhuo's voice is not loud, but it can be heard clearly by onlookers from all directions. Chu.
His words were an old-fashioned provocation between street gangsters and acquired warriors, but they were filled with an absolute, sharp, and heart-stopping killing intent, just like... he and the thirteen people he was chasing The ancient emperor can only leave one side behind.
This is really heartbreaking.
A human emperor who had been hidden for thirty years entered the ancient emperor in one fell swoop and made a groundbreaking move. Then he refused to stabilize his cultivation and directly went to war with thirteen ancient emperors?
This isn't just crazy, it's fucking violent!
The large number of onlookers were breathing rapidly and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. The ancient emperor-level fighting was still very attractive to them.
"Uh..."
Jue Wuxin, Jin Nao, Sun Zhiyuan and others frowned, their expressions were as gloomy as water, and several of the ancient emperors even thought of retreating.
Hunting the Ancient Emperor is completely different from killing the Killer Emperor, and there are too many people watching, so this scene looks wrong.
"Now that the matter has come to this, why do you have any hesitation?"
The Shenwu Tribe laughed unintentionally, waving a fiery red spear, "It's just a newly promoted ancient emperor, how can he defeat evil spirits, what can he do? In the Shenxiao Zhuxiantai, the thirteen of us didn’t talk to him about morality. We started together and killed a hundred, but thirty were not in vain. Years of waiting, let others say what they say afterwards."
"Brother Jue's words are reasonable."
The golden cymbal monk laughed, and there was a flash in his eyes that was completely different from when he killed Xin Zhuo before. The fighting spirit, "I won't come back halfway this time!"
"Kill!"
Frankly speaking, the thirteen people have no way out, and when thirteen people face one person, there is no reason to lose. It just depends on how fast they kill.
"咻咻咻咻..."
The dazzling ancient emperor's true energy filled the sky and the earth. Thirteen figures broke through the distance of tens of thousands of miles. One step was thousands of miles, two steps were approaching Xin Zhuo Within a thousand miles.
The Shenwu Tribe’s Heaven-Seizing Sword fell from the sky, its shadow covering thousands of miles, and whipping up gusts of wind.
The Buddhist giant Buddha of Jin Nao Monk occupies half of the sky, emitting the light of the supreme Buddha that makes people unable to help but worship.
The ill-tempered Sun Zhiyuan once again transformed into a monstrous divine ape, with a stick reaching up to the sky and down to the Nine Netherworld.
Lao Xie held out a clay pot and murmured words. Nine candles and nine shadows controlled the strong wind of flying sand and rocks, and rushed towards Xin Zhuo in the blink of an eye.
Na Tian chuckled, opened his mouth and spat out, a sea of blood gushed out, and in the blink of an eye it became overwhelming.
The remaining ancient emperors each used spells, whether it was the figure in the painting, the spell to restrain the sky, or the aurora of heaven and earth, and there was a terrible tacit understanding to compensate for each other.
The methods of the Thirteen Ancient Emperors were something that even the Supreme Ancestor would not dare to say they completely ignored.
"Get ready."
The ancestor of Chunyangzi in the distance said, stroking his beard, with a trace of heaviness in his eyes.
Ling Yanzi and other supreme bodies were filled with wisps of starlight.
The tens of thousands of warriors watching from far and near, their minds swayed for a moment, their eyes passed over the Thirteen Ancient Emperors, and then looked at Xin Zhuo, only to find that Xin Zhuo smiled, surrounded by nine colors of true energy, and lightly stamped his feet .
“Boom…”
Unknown and dense power descended from the sky, and the innate Qi evolved into a great road, roaring, whistling, and overwhelming force, pressing against the thirteen ancient emperors.
Thousands of miles across the sky and earth, the air is torn in pieces, the earth is cracked everywhere, the sky and the sea of clouds are ups and downs, and the sky is falling apart.
This kind of vibrating technique out of thin air is ancient and unknown, but it is not unfamiliar. Xin Zhuo used it once when he came out of the illusion of heaven and earth thirty years ago. He defeated two thousand human emperors with one blow. He has already It spread throughout the Central Territory, and some people even studied it specifically.
It's just that at this moment, when he was using the Ancient Emperor's cultivation, he was in a completely different state, indescribably violent, abusive, domineering, and ignoring everything.
“Boom——”
The thirteen ancient emperors who attacked were not weak in their methods, but in the face of this unknown magic, all their efforts were useless, and they were as vulnerable as ice and snow melting.
Lao Xie and the other ten figures suddenly flew upside down.
Jue Wuxin, Sun Zhiyuan and Jin Nao were slightly stronger, but their methods dissipated and their bodies swayed a few times.
The faces of the thirteen people showed a trace of shock. This Xin Zhuo had just broken through. How could he be so sophisticated? This ancient magic was completely impossible to break.
However, without giving them any time to react, Xinzhuo dived in the air, causing the mountains and seas in his path to turbulent and windy.
When the person was in the middle, he waved his big halberd: "Call the wind! Call for the rain!"
"Call——"
The evil wind descended from the sky and howled for thirty thousand miles.
"Crash——"
Heavy rain, lightning and thunder.
The land of thirty thousand miles seems to have become a quagmire.
The thirteen ancient emperors suddenly felt stagnant and struggling to move.
“Damn, he’s not weak!” Jue Wuxin, a tall and tall man with golden crown and hair, gritted his teeth and cursed. His body swayed, emitting a golden light that reached the sky, and two shadows appeared behind him. He clenched the big gun. , three shadows changed, broke through the rain curtain, and rushed straight away.
The wheel of Buddha's light and merit grew from the back of the golden cymbal monk, leaping to tear apart the space, reaching the sky above Xinzhuo, waving his palm to transform into the light of all the demons and Buddhas in the world.
Sun Zhiyuan's stick flashed and became ten thousand feet in size. He used the mysterious and unprovoked spiritual restraint technique to block Xin Zhuo and hit him on the head.
However, Xin Zhuo took the lead, and with a flash of his figure, the evil spirit had disappeared. When he reappeared, he bypassed the three people and reached the top of the ten ancient emperors' first-level heads, including Lao Xie, A Tian, and others.< br>
With his eyebrows open and his eyes raised, a ray of extreme hidden coldness covered thousands of miles; a ray of extreme heat burned thousands of miles; and a [Third Dark Eye] that shook the sky and captured the earth enveloped ten people.
One Halberd [Swallowing the Sky].
The sky turned pitch black.
Only a bright halberd light struck the ten people.
"This monster!"
Nao Xie, A Tian and others cursed angrily. They have practiced hard for a thousand or two thousand years and are not weak. They were just knocked away by Xin Zhuo's unknown magic. , at this moment, everyone used all their strength when they saw it. Ten ancient and violent spells, supporting the sky and the earth, worked together to rush straight towards the halberd.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo feinted a shot, abandoned his halberd, and transformed into a majestic golden ocean. The Nine Secrets came to fight, and those who fought were all in formation, arrayed, in front, and pressed forward!
An initial force, violent and fierce, followed behind.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The methods of the ten ancient emperors were bombarded by the Nine Secrets, and they dispersed instantly. The faces of the ten figures changed drastically, and they fell quickly in agony.
However, the power of the beginning is like a harvesting blade, flashing past, irresistible, impossible to resist!
"Pfft——"
A series of muffled sounds resounded throughout the world, and golden blood flew freely.
I don't know whose arms and leg bones are harder than Jiuyou Hantie's, flying bare.
The figures of the ten ancient emperors were like rags, hitting the mountains and rivers below heavily.
“Creak…”
Countless mountains collapsed, rivers burst into flames, and tens of thousands of terrifying cracks swept across all directions like spider webs.
This scene is a long story. In fact, it only took a short moment, a moment of suppression, to defeat ten ancient emperors in the first stage, and even those ten ancient emperors did not have time to use their full strength.
However, Xin Zhuo had no time to care about the ten people. He was like a shooting star, turning around and moving. He was already high in the sky. He looked directly at the three ancient emperors of Jue Wuxin who were rushing towards him. He chuckled and said, "You are so weak that we can hunt them down." Me? "
Without waiting for the three people to react, his body swayed, and three clones came out.
The clone of Yuqing casts [Third Dark Eye]
The clone of Taiqing casts [Daodaochuan Rujian]
The clone of Shangqing casts [Nine Secrets of the Art]
Entering the Ancient Emperor Realm, the three figures are almost as solid as substance. Each one has 70% of the power of the body, and can independently control the magic to fight, which can surpass the Ancient Emperor's initial realm.
The main body is holding the jet-black gilt halberd, clinging to it endlessly, and using up 10% of the power within the ancient emperor's sea.
Attack directly on the three of them!
The faces of Jue Wuxin, Sun Zhiyuan and Jin Nao Seng were gloomy to the extreme. They glanced at the ten miserable ancient emperors below. The battle was a mess. They simply used all they had learned to surround and kill Xin. Zhuo.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Tens of thousands of miles high in the sky, like mountains and seas collapsing, the awe-inspiring ancient emperor's true energy is permeating the air, and the unknown and terrifying ancient emperor's spells from the Shenwu tribe, the Ling tribe, the Buddhist family, and Xin Zhuo are flying around. Even the slightest bit of them can kill the earth emperor. Ancestor.
“Dang!”
Nothing fancy.
Jue Wuxin’s golden crown was shattered, his jaw was broken, and he flew upside down in the air.
“Dang!”
Sun Zhiyuan's divine ape's real body was injured, and the ninety-nine layers of the spirit clan's divine gang protection broke apart, and his head smashed into a towering mountain below.
“Dang!”
The golden cymbal monk, who was shrouded in the sky by the Buddha’s light, had a big blood hole in his chest. The Vajra he had just received broke, and with a muffled groan, he fell towards a big river below. , the river dried up instantly.
The three of them are ancestor-level masters of the Ancient Emperor Middle Realm, and their methods are ruthless and tyrannical. They are definitely not comparable to the ten ancient emperors of Lao Xie. Not to mention Jue Wuxin and Sun Zhiyuan are the top masters of the alien race. The Golden Nao Monk also once The new ancient emperor, who has suppressed a large number of major ancient forces such as Xie Xiaofei, has recently been recruited by countless ancient forces.
However, their powerful spells and magical powers seemed to be delayed. Before they were used, they were bombarded by Xin Zhuo and smashed to pieces.
This scene, for countless warriors under the ancient emperor, is not very good-looking. It is completely different from the imagination of the days and nights of fighting between you and me. You can't even fully describe the magic spells performed by the thirteen.
The moment of collision, the verdict was decided!
With half a stick of incense before and after, three ancient emperors in the middle realm and ten ancient emperors in the first realm were defeated, completely defeated.
Looking back at Xin Zhuo, the euphorbia in his hand was shaken into iron filings and scattered all over the ground. However, he withdrew his body and stood high in the sky with his bare hands and leisurely, looking down at the thirteen men who had just been fiercely and terrifyingly chasing Gu. Ancestor Huang, whose broken figure now shattered thirteen large pits, said in a contemptuous, disdainful and sarcastic tone:
"That's it? A group of despicable indigenous people, what kind of bullshit ancient emperor, You are as weak as pigs and dogs. I have been waiting for you for thirty years. I originally looked up to you, but the feeling of leveling up and fighting monsters is really boring!" (End of Chapter)