Chapter 819: Eligibility to kill

This night is very long, it seems like there will never be an end, no one knows what will happen at dawn, many people can't sleep at night, and their gaze and worry are very difficult.
Finally, dawn dawned, a ray of light rose from the east, pierced the mist, and shone into the Yaochi.
The glowing red sun was shining, the mist was misty in the pure land, the morning dew, the fresh leaves, the lake waves, and the bright petals were all shining.
Fresh air rushed towards us, the mist in the mountains was colorful in the ray of light, and it was beautiful and peaceful.
However, on such a vigorous morning, everyone's heart is very heavy, and what should come is finally coming, the grand event will open, and the powerful ancient king will come.
On a mountain cliff, the white king sits cross-legged, greets the morning glow, and is superb in Qinghui, not dusty. Ye Fan was right beside him, telling him in detail about the past ten years.
This night, Ye Fanneng sat down with Jiang Shenwang, which envied many monks. This is what people longed for, and it seemed like a god.
On the other cliff, the seven ancient kings were also sitting cross-legged. Their expressions were indifferent, without any mood swings, and their eyes were not opened until the morning when Zhaoxia rose.
"It's time to come!" Said an ancient king.
Once this sentence came out, people were all brought into reality, and they were about to face a big storm. The strong ancestor came on stage. If the unbelievable emperor was still alive, there would be a shocking collision.
The haze rose in everyone's heart, standing still on the ground, waiting for the moment to come, heavy and depressed, almost stopping breathing.
Finally, the bell of the gods sounded, and a powerful sage approached, spreading into the pure land, and the masters of each religion were needed to greet him.
What has come is finally here, and no matter how you can avoid it, whether it is a symbiotic world or a dark chaotic world will be revealed today.
At this time, no one can be calm. This is a negotiation that can be recorded in history. It is related to the future of all ethnic groups and has far-reaching influence.
"Peace talk ... the weak people only have this word, what do you want to talk to me?" There was a cold voice from the outside of the Pure Land, without any face.
In the morning light, three tall figures approached, all walking in dragons and tigers, all wearing war suits, icy cold, shimmering metallic luster, armor were all made of gold, and all were holy items.
"Very well, all the old friends are here, then go into Yaochi together and see who can sit down and talk to us!"
People were horrified. A total of eleven saints came before and after, all of which had a huge amount of mana. They walked from the ancient earth like a living god.
"Just enter Yaochi" to see what's special about Xihuang's legacy ...... "
The elders were not good. Although the eleven ancient kings did not engrave accidental plans, they were overwhelming when they came together. People could not stand at all, and almost all of them knelt on the ground.
People are horrified, but not one or two, but a dozen people. Even if the king is superior, how can he contend with so many people? Everyone is desperate.
This is not an equal confrontation at all. If there is a real war, these people will occupy an overwhelming advantage, and this is not all, there must be others behind.
On the sky dome, the green pillars of air hung down, thick and heavy, and the golden pagoda of fairy tears stood in a small world, looming and chaotic.
"The breath of the ancient emperor, is that the legendary Xihuang Tower? I can't see it. I really want to put it in my palm and look carefully." One of the ancient kings looked up and sneered.
People are shocked. Is this a provocation? Maybe something will really happen in the near future, which will attack the Terran and win the Emperor soldiers!
An ancient king reminded me to say a few words, in case this tower landed, they would all become fly ash.
The other saint said that Yaochi could do as much as possible. At least there were two ancient imperial soldiers aiming at this place. If you really want to do it, it is hard to say who is the robber.
After these eleven people came in, there was no pressure in the face of the Xihuang Pagoda.
The human races present were all frightened and trembling. This was prepared. The two ancient imperial soldiers pointed to the Yaochi and the sword to the stone. They were really going to war. I am afraid that the Western Emperor Pagoda might be destroyed.
Of course, this is the worst plan, but it is not impossible! The weapon of the ancient emperor was bombarded, and no one could bear the price.
The pressure in people's hearts is as great as a mountain, almost suffocating.
Tongtiantai, a broken mountain that is more than a thousand feet tall, has no grass. It looks like a Dayue was cut off by someone's waist, and the cross section is a huge rooftop. It is vast and boundless.
It is said that this was the first Gaoyue in the Northern Territory, which was cut into a platform by the Xihuang personally, and the magnificence is magnificent, and there is the weather of the king in the mountains.
It can be used as a performance martial arts venue, or it can be used as a deliberation square, no matter how many people come, it can be accommodated, because it is engraved with Western imperial tattoos.
At that time, it took a lot of effort to relocate Yaochi to move the mountain into the pure land.
In the center of the Observatory, the white king is sitting cross-legged, and behind it are the many priests of the human race. The other side is the seven ancient kings and a large number of ancient strong men.
On the edge of the broken mountain, a black-faced Daoist stood up and was preparing to greet the eleven ancient kings, but they were formed from the face of the barbarians.
"How arrogant I am as a human race and hold the Wanzu Conference. How can I have this confidence, but what do I see, you dare to sit on the high platform with you alone?"
A cold smile, a ruthless look, eleven ancient kings arrived, came to the Tongtian platform, looked around coldly, all with a hint of murder in the corner of his mouth.
"Not long ago, the poor Dao thumped an ancestral king who didn't open his eyes with the fist of the king." Xuangui turned into a Dadao, a serious, black face.
The temperature dropped abruptly, and the cold murderousness pervaded. The eleven ancient kings looked at him together, staring at the black turtle, and their faces were extremely indifferent. The eyes were the same as the knife.
At the beginning, the atmosphere was extremely tense, wars broke out at any time, and many creatures were trembling.
"Whether the two of us have also passed ..." The two ancient kings glanced at each other next to the crown prince, soliciting each other's opinions, but in the end no action was taken.
"It's just a tortoise, the human race is really bad!" An ancient king said, he was obviously provocative and came for killing.
"But killing you is a bit of an overkill!" Said the black turtle, holding his head high.
"Several people came from afar, why not sit down and talk?" The white king said.
The black turtle turned and left his buttocks with them, walked back, and sat on the ground.
"Talk, what is there to talk about, can your human race be on equal footing with us?" An ancient king strode very hard, with only one purpose, that was to fight and kill all the saints of the human race.
"What do those who think is equal, and why did you come here?" The white goddess asked calmly.
"You are never qualified to sit on equal footing with us, and it is not enough for you to be alone." Another ancient king stepped forward.
"If the emperor comes, are you qualified enough, I'm afraid how far away you are." The black turtle was angry.
"Regardless of whether it is powerful or not, in terms of quantity, only a sage is born from the huge human race. In the end, there will be a tortoise. What is the future, how can we talk with us?" The ancient king puts forward to fight, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth.
"Weak people have no right to speak, there is nothing to say." Another ancient king is more direct.
Three of the eleven ancient kings were so aggressive that they sprinkled salt on the wounds of the human race, so there was no intention of sitting down.
At this time, the atmosphere on the rooftop was extremely tense, and the war was on the verge. It was no drama to want peace talks. This did not involve reason, but there was a question of eligibility.
Among the eleven saints, one of them who has never spoken, said at this time, "The matter has come to this point, only the first battle we are just a step first, and then the powerful ancestor, if we are Obliterate, what else to talk about? "
At this step, it is inevitable that "to negotiate, you must first make a gesture!"
"Well, it's a battle here." The white king is very simple, no more words.
"I can't wait any longer ..." On the spot, the three ancient kings in iron clothes came to the forefront, and it was they who were aggressive.
In the rear, several ancient kings hesitated for a while, after all, they did not step forward and chose to watch the battle.
"In this battle, life and death face each other. There is nothing to talk about when you die, and everything is over!" Said one of them very hard.
They are all wearing holy clothes, and they are almost approaching the handed down soldiers. It is quite terrible to be able to sacrifice to this step! There have been many saints since ancient times, but the handed down saints are too rare.
"Is this the battle platform carved by the Western Emperor? It's pretty good. For many years, I haven't tasted the blood of human saints for a long time since ancient times ......"
The three ancient kings were transformed into demons, and the bone spurs rushed back into the sky behind them.
The white king of gods stepped forward and started a war among the flint flowers, rushed with the three men, and the infinite cut through the sky.
I have to say that these three men are extremely powerful. It is a saint who has gone a long way on the road, far superior to ordinary ancestors.
The white king was so shocked that he was alone. They did not have the upper hand in a single fight. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of rounds passed, and God did not know how many times it was shocked.
"In the ancient times, the human race is a subsidiary of some strong ancestors ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with this protection, they can survive. After so long years have passed, they are still unchanged. They are destined to kneel down to the strong race. Underfoot. "
An ancient king sneered, deliberately disturbing the mood of the king, causing his to fluctuate, looking for opportunities to start.
"Well, the battle of life and death!" Said the king, still very peaceful, but it was even more terrible to step out.
"Kill ..." The gods of the three saints suddenly became one, turned into a golden deity, full of light, overwhelming the rooftop, killing forward.
"boom!"
God King Jiang Taixu threw a fist, rushed into the turbulent waves, swung his right fist, turned into a Hengyu furnace, and punched the god's body with a punch, smashing an ancient king.
"concubine"
Then he waved his fists again. Both fists turned into Hengyu Emperor Furnace. One punch blows the remaining two of them. The blood and rain all over the sky turned into endless blood. The ancestral blood stained the high platform.
God does not kill, not kill all! (To be continued)