Chapter 1072 The Fruit of War
The three golden holy apes took action together, and the road ran to the top, urging the three imperial soldiers to fall together. Who can resist in the world?
Even if a god is reincarnated, he has to drink hatred!
The skull of Kunzhou Dasheng is broken, the blood and brain splashed very high, and the red and white are mixed, like a peach blooming.
A sad cry spread to the earth through the dark sky, making all sentient beings tremble.
A generation of great saints has fallen, and the blood is flying. Even if there are ancient imperial soldiers in the [body], it is difficult to go against the sky. The three imperial soldiers have arrived together, and the end has long been doomed.
Ranked among the strongest mortals in the world, even a snow-white bone piece is the most precious treasure, which can be refined into a peerless sacred weapon, but there is nothing left.
Under the attack of the imperial soldiers, he first broke his whole body, his blood splashed, and then began to burn, becoming a mass of ashes, and his form was destroyed.
Several old patriarchs from Huolin Cave, Primitive Lake, and Blood Phoenix Mountain all changed color. They opened their mouths, but it was difficult to say anything.
The Holy King of Fighting is too broken. He is simply and neat. He killed Kunzhou one step ahead and forcibly created a fait accompli. Who can excuse a dead man?
"Dingling Dong!"
The pleasant bell rang, and a group of purple light rushed up from the annihilated void. This is the ancient imperial soldier in Kunzhou [body], and now it appears.
"It's Wan Longling!"
In the central region, everyone was horrified, and it really involved another powerful ancient royal family.
"It's the ancient imperial soldier of Wanlong's Nest!"
This is a strange weapon. R is made of a string of purple divine bells, shaped like a purple real dragon, a berry, and the purple bells are like a keel. The fairy light flows, which can suppress nine heavens and ten earths.
"Dingling Dong!"
The ringtone is like the sky. Even if it is far away from each other, its sound has spread to the earth, making people want to get out of their minds.
The Holy King of War almost smashed down with a black iron bar in his hand, and the other Taoist body almost took action with a magic pestle in his hand.
"brush"
The purple gold dragon bell shook, disappeared in an instant, broke through the sky, and disappeared into the blurred figure standing in the Taoist mark in the distance. This is the great saint of the dragon's nest.
After all, the Holy King of War did not seize it, because the ancient imperial soldiers were at the level of the ancient emperor and could not be surrendered. With three ancient imperial soldiers for a moment, the town can't be suppressed for a lifetime. If you force yourself to stay by your side, there will inevitably be a big disaster!
Tianyu calmed down, and no one said anything. It has become a fact that Kunzhou Dasheng was killed.
The Holy King looked indifferent, but now he is fearless. With the three imperial soldiers in hand, there is no problem in destroying a powerful royal family.
If you don't come early, if you don't come late, you have to come at this time..." He naturally understood the mentality of these people.
Some people have crooked buttocks and want to pull the way, while some people didn't show up earlier because they wanted to see him and Kunzhou's [true] practice. Of course, there are also people who really think about the overall situation and don't want to be ruined.
"The Holy King should be a little angry." The old patriarch of Huolin Cave.
"If I wait for my appearance too early, it will definitely have no effect. It's better to let you fight and vent some grievances in your heart." The old patriarch of Blood Phoenix Mountain opened his mouth.
The Holy King of War said nothing and stared at the Golden King. The three imperial soldiers pointed forward, and the killing intention did not diminish.
The atmosphere is tense, and everyone changes color. The three golden holy apes are not compassionate Buddhas now. They stand with three ancient imperial soldiers, and everyone is afraid.
"The Holy King, let him go." Hun Tuo's Great Holy Way.
The Golden King's face was snow-white, and Kun Zhou died in front of him, which made his heart throbbing. He sweated all over his body and grabbed the golden gong.
"Golden King, didn't you say that you want to exchange your life for your life? Why don't you take out the divine marrow quickly?" The old patriarch of the primitive lake said.
The Golden King is hard-skinned, running the supreme Xuangong, and the inner world of the emperor's throne, which is the space to suppress the immortals of the clan.
A jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand, which could be more than half a foot long. When he opened the cork of the bottle, it was full of color. The fragrance made several great saints and old patriarchs present look shocked and comfortable all over, as if they were about to rise.
"Peerless essence!" They all marveled.
"This bottle of divine marrow is the most rare thing in our family at present, which can prolong the life of the Great Sage for a thousand years." The Golden King said bitterly.
It's more uncomfortable to take out this bottle than to kill him. This is the artifact he is going to use when he is going to break through the customs. It is a fairy treasure accumulated by his ancestors, and now he has to give it away.
Originally, he just wanted to take out half of it and send out the "lifespan" of 500 years. He didn't think that the monkey would kill him right away, so he had to send the whole bottle in person.
In this world, things that prolong life can't be sought, especially for people at the level of the Great Sage, even the precious medicine made by refining is ineffective.
This bottle of divine marrow can be extended for a thousand years for the Great Sage, and its value can be imagined!
Even several old patriarchs and great saints are a little jealous. When they reach such a state, they are already getting old. Which person doesn't need Shouyuan?
These people don't have many years to live. Life is the biggest stumbling block that restricts them from going on the fairy road.
"brush"
As soon as the Holy King of War waved his hand, he ingested this bottle of divine marrow and pressed it into the black divine iron bar to avoid the loss of essence.
Sending this bottle of fairy treasures, the Golden King seems to have been pulled out of his strength, which is equivalent to killing him half a life, depressed and his heart is dripping blood.
He knows that this life can only stop here, and it is difficult to make progress, but the holy ape can live for thousands of years, and the fairy road is more open, which is one after another.
Endless bitterness, the Golden King put away the imperial trusions, as if he had suddenly aged thousands of years, which is really a bitter fruit.
The Holy King of War no longer looked at him. His real body and two Taoist bodies were carrying three ancient imperial soldiers to the great saint of the dragon's nest, but he still didn't say a word.
"That's all, although it is a great kindness to repay the lack, after all, it has caused the Holy King to get involved in danger, and our clan will naturally pay the price." The Great Sage of the Dragon's Nest said.
He stood among the traces, his figure was blurred, and the palm flashed. An ancient medicine king appeared, which was half a meter high. His whole body was carved like ink and jade, and the fragrance of medicine hit his nose.
"The medicine is more than 100,000 years old!" Several people exclaimed.
The king of medicine is rare and difficult to find in the world. This is a plant sealed in the ancient years. According to common sense, the ancient medicine that has grown to 80,000 to 90,000 years can be crowned with the word king, but it is difficult to survive the 100,000-year level.
"This and the King of Medicine can prolong his life for three or four hundred years."
Hearing this, the immortal light was displayed and detained, which was also sealed in the black iron bar.
Next to them, several old people looked at them with long eyes, and their eyes were extremely eager. They were almost sitting down. This kind of god plant is a veritable life-saving grass for them.
The Holy King of Fighting shook the world in the first battle. He not only killed the Great Sage of Kunzhou, but also lived for another 1,3,4 hundred years, which made people admire and sigh.
The Holy King of War did not take action again, involving two ancient royal families, and the people who came to adjust were not fuel-efficient lamps, and he was also afraid.
All clans, masters are like clouds. Although there are only a few great saints, the masters of Gaidai have never been hidden. If they do not prove that the Tao is the emperor, no one dares to say that the world is invincible.
Maybe an unknown quasi-emperor may jump out one day!
"This is a great world, and all races coexist. What we are waiting for is just the opening of the road to immortality. Xiyi enters the fairyland, hoping that all ethnic groups can stop fighting." Hun Tuo's Great Holy Way.
"It's true that, endless years ago, our ancestors entered this ancient star from other star domains. What did they do? Isn't it the word immortal? It's a pity..." An old patriarch sighed.
They are not indigenous, and all races come from different star domains.
"In those years, our ancestors made a mistake and missed the road to immortality. Put hope on us, hope that the flying immortals of the whole clan will not be in flames at this time. The Great Sage of the Dragon's Nest nodded.
"If people don't offend me, I won't fight." The words of the Holy King of War are short and powerful.
Other people nodded, and it was best to expose the bloodline of the holy ape, otherwise there would really be big trouble. I believe that no one wants to provoke this monkey. One real body, two Taoist bodies, and three imperial soldiers. Whoever fights him will spit blood. Moreover, the power of faith in Mount Sumeru is like the sea. Who can attack it? This monkey has become the owner there, and he is invincible!
"How about dissipating this time?" Hun Tuo's Great Holy Way.
The Holy King of Fighting nodded and said, "No problem. Wait a moment, I'll kill the eight gods, lest they continue to make trouble in the future, and stop the war completely.
With a "shh", the three golden holy apes disappeared from the battlefield outside the sky. Hun Tuo Dasheng was speechless for a while, and several others were also in a daze, and then shouted together: "Please show mercy!"
Zhong Me, outside the real virtuous city, a group of ancient strong people were shocked, and they saw everything outside the territory through the eyes of the heavenly method.
The eight gods were pale, and they felt that the end was coming one by one. Several ancestors' scalps exploded, and Kunzhou was dead. What should they do?
Hun Tuo Dasheng and others came forward to mediate. Just now, they still held hope and felt that they could survive, but now they saw that the Holy King of War had already made a decision, and no one's account would buy it.
Just like killing Kunzhou first, he rushed down now to create a fait accompli. Let's get rid of them first.
"Escape!"
Everyone has only such an idea!
There is no way to compete at all. Do you have to wait for a great saint to come down and kill them one by one?
However, they were horrified to find that there was a peerless array outside Zhenxian City, and the Silkworm Princess had been prepared for a long time and trapped the place with the divine array.
"Lulu..." No!"
The eight gods were terrified and shouted, as if the road to life was cut off.
"Boom!"
The Holy King of War came very quickly. It came in an instant. The demon pestle swept forward, the Buddha's light was shining, the flesh and blood flew, and the bones splashed everywhere. The descendants of the eight gods shouted and died in pieces.
Even a few ancient kings can't escape. Under the weapons of Amitabha Buddha, they can only turn into blood and dust!
All the masters of all races chatter like cicadas, and no one dares to say anything more. Even if the Holy King of War has become a Buddha, his bones are still like the past, domineering and wild, and the courage of sweeping the past is still there.
"Well..."
The descendants of the eight gods shouted, but they couldn't change anything. No one could stop the blow of the holy ape!
And the silkworm princess also took action and said, "I said that there will be no more eight gods in the world since today, and I will do what I say."
The blood stained the sky, and the masters of all ethnic groups kept their mouths shut. No one dared to speak more, let alone interfere.
In this battle, the eight gods were removed from the name!
"Unless your ancestors come back to life, the real God will return! Otherwise, you can only become pawns in other people's hands, play for the tiger, and destroy the reputation of the gods of the past. The silkworm princess said.
The Silver Moon King ran away, and several ancestors who defeated the Buddha and turned into dung also ran away. Their invincible religion in Kunzhou left here.
The Holy King of War directly tore the space, chased them down, and caught them all back after half a quarter of an hour.
Before the old monkey went to the sky to fight, it left a mark on them, and it was useless to escape to the ends of the earth unless they were far away from this ancient star.
"The great saint of the battle, please be merciful!" An old voice shouted.
"Puff"
The old monkey fell with one hand, and the Silver Moon King, who was detained, turned into a blood mist, disappeared and was removed from the world.
"My brother praised your monastic talent, but it doesn't mean that I agree with you!"