Chapter 819 Qualification

This night is very long, as if there is no end. No one knows what will happen tomorrow. Many people can't sleep all night, and their faces are haggard and worried.

Finally, the dawn broke, and a wisp of light rose from the east, cut through the fog and shone into the Yaochi.

The red sun shines thinly, the pure land is foggy, and the morning dew, tender leaves, lake waves, bright petals, etc. are all shining.

The fresh air is coming, and the fog in the mountains is colorful in the glow, steaming, which is beautiful and peaceful.

However, on such a vigorous morning, everyone's heart is very heavy. What should come is finally coming. The grand meeting of all races will open, and the powerful ancient king will come.

On a cliff, the king in white sat cross-seated against the morning glow, and was free from the dust in the clear sun, not stained with dust. Ye Fan was by his side and told him in detail what had happened in the past ten years.

This night, Ye Fan was able to sit with King Jiang Shen, which made many monks envious. This was beyond people's reach, and it was like a god.

On another cliff, seven ancient kings were also sitting cross-seated. They looked indifferent and did not have any mood swings. It was not until the morning glow rose that they opened their eyes together.

"It's time to come!" An ancient king.

As soon as this sentence comes out, it pulls people into reality. They are about to face a huge storm. The strong ancestor king comes on the stage. If you don't believe that the beginningless emperor is still alive, there will be a shocking collision.

Everyone's heart rose with a haze, standing motionless on the ground, quietly waiting for the arrival of that moment, heavy and depressing, almost stopping breathing.

Finally, the divine bell rang, and the powerful saints came and spread into the Pure Land, which needed to be greeted by the masters of all religion.

The time has finally come. No matter what, it can't be avoided. Whether it is a symbiotic world or a dark troubled world will be revealed today.

At this time, no one can be calm. This is a negotiation that can be recorded in history, which is related to the future of all ethnic groups and has a far-reaching impact.

"The peace talks... The weak only have this word. What do you talk to me about?" A cold voice came from outside the Pure Land, leaving no face.

In the morning light, three tall figures came, walking dragons and tigers, all dressed in war clothes, cold, shining metallic luster, and the armor was cast of divine gold, all of which were sacred goods.

"Very good, all the old friends are here, so let's go into Yaochi together and see who can sit down and talk with us!"

People are frightened. There are eleven saints in front and after, all of whom have great power, coming from ancient times like a living god.

"Into Yaochi" Let's see what's so special about the inheritance left by the Western Emperor*..."

The comers were not good. Although the eleven ancient kings did not have an unexpected opportunity, they were also overwhelming when they came together. People could not stand at all, and almost all of them knelt on the ground.

People are astonished that it is not one or two, but more than a dozen people. Even if the God King has supreme demeanor, how can he compete with so many people? Everyone is desperate.

This is not an equal confrontation at all. If there is a real war, these people will have an overwhelming advantage, and that's not all. There must be someone behind.

In the sky, the green air column is falling, thick and heavy, and the fairy tears and green golden pagoda stands in a small world, looming, chaotic.

"The breath of the ancient emperor, is that the legendary Western Emperor Tower? It's not true. I really want to hold it in the palm of my hand and look carefully." One of the ancient kings looked up and sneered.

People's hearts are shocked. Is this a provocation? Maybe there will really be such a thing in the near future, which will attack the human race and win the imperial soldiers!

An ancient king reminded, to say less, in case the tower lands, it will become flying ash.

And another saint said, Yaochi can do this. At least two ancient imperial soldiers are aimed at this place. If you really want to do it, it's hard to say who will become a disaster.

After these eleven people came in, there was no pressure to face the West Royal Tower. As if there was no one around, they pointed out the pure land of Yaochi.

The people present trembled with fear. This is prepared. The two ancient imperial soldiers pointed to Yaochi, and the sword pointed to the stone. If there is really a war, I'm afraid that the Western Emperor Tower may be destroyed.

Of course, this is the worst plan, but it's not impossible! No one can bear the price of the ancient emperor's weapons.

The pressure in people's hearts is as huge as a mountain, almost suffocating.

Tong Tiantai, a broken mountain more than a thousand feet high, with no grass, like a big mountain being cut off by someone. The section is a huge rooftop, boundless.

It is said that this is the highest mountain in the northern region. It was cut into a platform by the Western Emperor himself. It is also extremely magnificent and has the atmosphere of the king of the mountain.

It can be used as a martial arts arena or a discussion square. No matter how many people come, they can accommodate it, because it is engraved with the Western Emperor pattern.

In those years, it took a lot of effort to move Yaochi to the mountain into the pure land.

In the center of the rooftop, the god king in white sits, and behind him are many masters of the human race, and opposite are seven ancient kings and a large number of ancient strongmen.

On the edge of the broken mountain, a black-faced Taoist stood with his hands behind his hand and was preparing to welcome the eleven ancient kings, which was transformed into the xuanwu of the barbarian.

"How powerful I am as a human race, I hold a conference of all races. How can I have such confidence, but what do I see? Do you dare to sit firmly on the high platform with a turtle?

With a cold smile and a ruthless look, the eleven ancient kings came to the rooftop, looking around coldly, and the corners of his mouth were full of murderous.

"Not long ago, the poor man beat an ancestor king who didn't open his eyes to death with the overlord's fist." The black turtle turned into a man of the road, serious, with a black face.

The temperature dropped sharply, and the cold and murderous atmosphere was permeated. The eleven ancient kings looked at each other and stared at the black turtle. Their faces were extremely indifferent, and their eyes were like knives.

At the beginning, the atmosphere was extremely tense. The war would break out at any time, and many creatures were trembling.

"Do the two of us also go there*..." Beside the emperor, the two ancient kings looked at each other and asked each other for each other's opinions, but in the end there was no action.

"It's just a turtle. The human race is really bad!" An ancient king, he is obviously provocative, specially designed for killing.

"But it's a little useless to kill you!" The black turtle raised his head and said.

"Ses of you have come from afar. Why don't you sit down and talk?" The king in white opened his mouth.

The black turtle turned around, left his buttocks to them, walked back, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Talk, what can you talk about? Can you be on an equal footing with us?" An ancient king strode over and was very tough. He had only one purpose, which was to fight and kill all the saints of the human race.

"What do you think is equal, and why did you come here?" The king in white was not angry and asked calmly.

"There is never the right to be on an equal footing with us. It's not enough for you to have a turtle alone." Another ancient king came forward.

"If the emperor comes, are you qualified? I'm afraid how far you can go." The black turtle was angry.

"Whether it is powerful or not, in terms of quantity alone, the large human race has only one saint, and in the end, it will pull a turtle. What is the future? How can we discuss it with us?" The ancient king in front of him was obviously going to fight, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"The weak people have no right to speak and have nothing to say." The other ancient king is more direct.

Three of the eleven ancient kings were so aggressive, sprinkling salt on the wounds of the human race, and there was no intention to sit down and talk at all.

At this time, the atmosphere on the rooftop is extremely tense. The war is imminent, and there is no chance to make peace talks. This does not involve reason, but the question of eligibility.

One of the eleven saints, who has never opened his mouth, said at this time and said, "This is the end of the matter. We are just one step ahead of the war, and then the powerful ancestor. If we are erased by us, what are we talking about?"

At this point, it is inevitable that "If you want to negotiate, you must first play a posture!"

"Well, let's fight here." The king in white was very straightforward and didn't say anything more.

"I can't wait*..." On the spot, the three ancient kings in divine iron clothes came to the front, and they were just aggressive.

In the rear, several ancient kings hesitated for a while. After all, they did not come forward and chose to watch the battle.

"This battle is about life and death. If you die, there is nothing to talk about. It's all over!" One person said very hard.

They are all wearing holy clothes and are almost close to the hereditary holy soldiers. It is quite terrible to be able to sacrifice to this point! There have been many saints since ancient times, but the hereditary holy soldiers left behind are too rare.

"Is this the battle platform carved by the Western Emperor? It's very good. It's been many years. From ancient times to the present, I haven't tasted the blood of human saints for a long time..."

The three ancient kings incarnated into demons, and the bone spurs on their back rushed to the sky, which was extremely ferocious.

The king of the god in white came forward and started a war between the electric flint flowers. He rushed with the three people, and the infinite god cut through the sky.

I have to say that these three are extremely powerful, and they have gone a long way out on the road of saints, far better than ordinary ancestral kings.

The god king in white was amazing. They did not have the upper hand when they fought alone. Hundreds of rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and the god didn't know how many times he had hit.

"In ancient times, the human race was a subordinate of some powerful ancestors. Only with this protection can we survive. After such a long time, it still hasn't changed. It is destined to kneel at the feet of the strong clan."

An ancient king sneered, deliberately interfering with the mood of the god king, so that his god fluctuated and looked for opportunities to start.

"Okay, the battle of life and death!" The God King said that he was still extremely peaceful, but it was even more terrible to walk out.

"Kill*..." The gods of the three saints suddenly merged into one and turned into a golden god, shining brightly, ming the rooftop and killing forward.

"Boom!"

Jiang Taixu, the god king, waved his fist and rushed to the waves. He waved his right fist and turned into a Hengyu furnace. He punched through the body of the god and smashed an ancient king.

"Concubine"

Then, he waved his fists again. Both of his fists turned into Hengyu Emperor's furnace, and one punched the remaining two people. The blood rain flew all over the sky and turned into endless blood light, and the ancestral king's blood was stained red on the high platform.

If the God King does not kill, it is not always killed! ( To be continued) RH