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Facing the human race with the power of a winning streak, especially this time there was an ancient figure in the opponent's camp who looked like he had just crawled out of the coffin, Qingyan Ancestor King was a little flustered.

Without it, young people are so powerful, why should old antiques be even more powerful?

But the fight he arranged had to be fought with tears in his eyes, especially since there were still many great saints pressing down on his head. Even if he was timid on the spot, he would not be able to escape. If he loses face, it will harm the entire clan.

Then you have to bite the bullet!

The ancient tribe already had the idea of ​​​​using inferior horses to consume. The human race seemed to put their elites in the front. If they had known this, they should have put their masters in the back.

An old antique from the Shenzhou Dynasty presented a holy sword with a shining light and a faint fairy light. It looked extremely extraordinary.

This is his natal magic weapon, and it is also the proudest place in his life, because in his early years, he once found half a finger-sized piece of feathered lapis lazuli and refined it into his own weapon of enlightenment, so the material is far better than ordinary ones.

Weapon.

This is a great blessing, but he has reached the end of his cultivation and is still three small steps away from the realm of the Great Sage. His life span is no longer enough. He can only seal himself with fragments of the divine source to survive and protect the divine dynasty.

Tradition.

I originally thought that his holy sword could only be passed on to future generations, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance for him to wield it again.

As soon as they saw this holy sword with a faint fairy light, the faces of the people from the ancient tribe suddenly darkened.

not good!

Looks like another formidable opponent!

Moreover, this person has never appeared in their intelligence at all, and they don't know the depth of it, but at present it seems that he is not an ordinary person. After all, the weapon of enlightenment seems to be made of extraordinary materials.

As a low-class horse, Qingyan Ancestor King had no choice but to bite the bullet. From the beginning, he used his innate magic to turn it into a solid stone, which then evolved into sacred mountains all over the sky. They were stacked on top of each other, solid and immortal, and he was ready to admit defeat at any time.

His plan was to not lose face, but to resist one attack and then retreat towards the Great Sage, unable to afford serious injury.

Well, the plan is perfect.

It's not that he has lost his temper. Which of the ancient tribes, especially their ancestors and kings, is not arrogant?

But no matter how arrogant and arrogant he is, he can't resist the fact that the two people in front of him were treated like chickens and chopped into pieces!

The two people in front of him were far more powerful than him. They were the prestige that the ancient tribe was preparing to give to the tribe in this meeting of all races. He was far from being a match for those two.

But even the two ancestor kings who were so powerful could not withstand a single move in the hands of the two human beings, and died extremely miserably.

At least... at least let me take the next move!

Seeing the opponent's solemn expression, he summoned a lot of solid stone defenses and surrounded himself into a sacred mountain. The old antique from the Shenzhou Dynasty smiled in his heart, "This is indeed the opponent's low-grade horse, and he came to make up for it, and he caught it."

"The Emperor is extremely powerful, and China is immortal!"

The old antique displayed the unheralded secrets of the Shenzhou Dynasty, and the sword was shining brightly, supporting him like an unrivaled human emperor, ruling the past and present, coming with great power to slash and wipe out the unruly ministers.

The sword light shocked the world, interpreting the prayers of all living beings. The sun and the moon changed, and the mountains and rivers changed. Only the dynasty was immortal. The sword light seemed to come from the past, as if the powerful man who founded the Chinese Dynasty cast a glance.

To crush the heavens.

The ancestor king of Qingyan was instantly attacked and destroyed, and the solid stone that enveloped him was shattered layer by layer.

Blood splattered across the starry sky.

On the side of the Ancient Clan, the young geniuses were almost afraid to look at them. They thought that their Ancient Ten Thousand Clan had a large number of people, and the number of great saints and saints was much higher than that of the human race. However, they did not expect that they would be crushed like this in the competition.

pressure.

The third one, this is the third ancestral king whose blood spilled across the starry sky.

"...So, is it your problem?"

With a bang, the solid stone outside Qingyan Ancestor King's body shattered and was scattered by the sword energy, revealing a burly body.

The old antique's holy sword stabbed his shoulder, but it only penetrated a short length, and red blood flowed out. However, compared to his body that was several feet tall, this injury was not serious.

Old Antique didn't panic, the bright sword light bloomed, and he was about to split this guy from the inside.

However, the sword light and stone chips were flying everywhere, and King Qingyan's shoulder was only missing a piece of stone flesh and blood, and was not dismembered by the sword.

The sword light flew out, destroying the meteorites one after another, cutting them open, and then sank into the dark depths of the universe.

It's not that the sword light is not powerful, but that Qingyan Ancestor King's physical body is very powerful and can withstand such an attack.

bang

The huge fist came with wind and thunder, the holy sword trembled, and the gods wailed. This punch almost broke the old antique's sword. If it hadn't been mixed with a little fairy gold, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed.

Moreover, the opponent was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He used his magic to form sacred mountains to suppress him. Every time his palm was struck down, it was like a continent impacting him.

The old antique shook his sword and struck, with sword energy flowing horizontally and without falling behind. The secret technique of the Divine Dynasty shone brightly on him, allowing the ancient race to see the power of the secret technique of a human emperor.

The Ancestral King Qingyan was suppressed, and the Chinese Mystic Technique was almost suppressing him. The sword light kept leaving wounds on his burly body, almost turning him from a burly stone man into an emaciated stone man.

But this time, Old Antique was a little panicked.

The enemy in front of him is full of energy, not afraid of exchanging injuries for injuries, and his fighting style is fierce.

If he were younger, he would not be afraid, but now he is about to rot and his blood is drying up. Even if he gets the arctic fairy light to unite with the soul, suppress the immortal platform and remain immortal, it will not help the aging of his body.

He is old.

After the two fought bloody battles for three hundred moves, the offensive reversed.

The Qingyan Ancestor King is no longer in human form at this moment. Their clan was born with stone bodies, but they are not the Holy Spirit, but have blood and bones.

Old Antique was indeed not weak, at least he was on par with him. He was injured in the first move, and the Chinese Mystic Technique attack was extremely powerful.

However, Old Antique cannot turn his victory into an advantage. He is too old and cannot fight for a long time.

Qingyan Ancestor King was seriously injured, but he didn't care about his injuries at all. As long as the stone core was not injured, his clan would be fine. Therefore, his fighting style became more fierce and violent than before, as if he was risking his life.

"You are much weaker than I thought, old man!"

He did not repair the injured body at all, but opened up and used all his divine power to attack, evolving countless stone soldiers, bells, cauldrons, tower seals, swords, guns, swords and halberds, each of them huge, and struck across the enemy.

"Thank you for being so cautious. Is that all you have?"

Qingyan Ancestor King completely ignored his injuries. The stone body was cut open by the sword energy, revealing the white bones. However, his attacks became more violent because of this. Those white bones were covered with various avenues and veins, and each strike was dazzling.

The brilliance shook the starry sky, and its power was even greater than before.

Such Taoist bones were revealed to the world, showing amazing power and raising the combat power of Qingyan Ancestor King to a higher level.

Old Antique was helpless. This attack was much more fierce than before. The stone body of Qingyan Ancestor King seemed to limit his strength. When his bones were exposed and he lost his defense, his strength climbed to another level.

Under such circumstances, Old Antique only resisted more than ten moves before being torn apart by a stone hammer. He was unable to inflict serious damage on the opponent at the critical moment when he lost his defense.

"Ah! If I could go back a hundred years..."

He was unwilling to give up and failed to seize the opportunity. Instead, he was overturned by the opponent. His soul was still struggling to reunite with his physical body.

But when Qingyan Ancestor King grabbed his big hand that had been cut into pieces, the jade-like white bone hand no longer had a few pieces of stone flesh and blood, but it was even more powerful. The strips and lines on it reflected the void, and when he grabbed it,

, the entire space was sealed and shrunk, and the old antique's spirit was directly captured in his hands, preventing it from escaping.

"You have no chance."

After saying that, he exerted force, and the old antique's soul immediately shattered.

"Ah! I will fight with you!"

Qingyan Ancestor King has the idea of ​​​​plundering good things from this old guy's soul. After all, the secret technique of China just left a deep impression on him. If he can get it and understand it, it will be a great opportunity.

But as a member of the Shenzhou Dynasty, Old Antique could let others check his soul?

Even if he dies, there is no way he will leak his inheritance to foreigners!

A celestial light as powerful as a spiritual dragon gushes out from the old antique's soul. It is light, noble, gorgeous, and filled with celestial energy.

"Northern Fairy Lights!"

"It's the Northern Lights!"

"A complete arctic light!"

Both the human race and the ancient race recognized this treasure.

But then this treasure bloomed with the most dazzling brilliance in their eyes, exploded with a bang, swept through the darkness, and stung people until they couldn't see anything.

The Northern Fairy Light exploded, and Old Antique exploded his soul. Together with the Northern Fairy Light, the power was astonishing.

"Did we die together?"

"What a powerful force."

"The Immortal Light and Yuanshen exploded together, and the Qingyan Ancestor King probably wouldn't be able to survive either." Gu Dai

But unexpectedly, in the most terrifying place of the explosion, there was still a figure left. It was a few broken bones, guarding a stone ball.

The essence of the universe gathered towards it, re-condensing the body of Qingyan Ancestor King.

Lost?

On the human race side, the young geniuses were a little unresponsive.

After all, Old Antique had always had the upper hand in hundreds of moves before, but suddenly his situation took a turn for the worse. Qingyan Ancestor King also hid his strength. His bone body was much stronger than his stone body, and the more injured he became, the more courageous he became.
To be continued...