Chapter 33 The first person to attack in five thousand years, the peerless God King Jiang Taixu!
In this world, it is really not easy for the human race to come up with a true saint. Before the ancient ancestor king of Yaochi came, he relied on Jiang Yan, Holy Body Ye Fan, Yaochi Shenzi and other top young geniuses to fight.
It took a bloody battle to defend the majesty of the human race with great difficulty.
Today, the situation of the human race is even more crisis and dangerous. Facing a more powerful and invincible lineup of super ancestor kings, they are ridiculed, ridiculed, and scorned by all kinds of words. Who can experience this kind of frustration and indignation without personal experience?
I can understand the bitterness and helplessness in it.
It's better now. The source of all crises has also undergone unpredictable changes with the arrival of a human saint in this world.
"That's...the ancestor of the God King, he's here!" Soon, an excited shout came from the All Saints' Land, which belonged to the head of the Jiang family.
The same sense of blood allowed him to know the identity of the visitor in advance!
"What, it's the Peerless God King. Has he successfully been promoted to the status of a saint? Haha, that's great."
Looking at the end of the sky, the majestic figure walking towards him, blending in with the heaven and earth, all the heroes of the human race burst into excitement and roared.
With a handsome face, a resolute face, and peerless grace, just like the ancient immortal king descending into the mortal world, this is the legendary divine king in white, Jiang Taixu!
"I should have thought of the peerless god king in the saint realm." Jiang Yan also had an astonishing beam of light surging in his eyes. He stared at the white-clothed figure walking towards him in the distance and said softly.
He was already very familiar with the plot of Zhetianyuan, such as the grand gathering of Yaochi and the arrival of the Ancient Ancestor King. However, due to the existence of the counterfeit Son of Yaochi, all traces of the plot were severely distorted.
From that time on, Jiang Yan was not sure about the situation and whereabouts of the God King in White, so he did not deliberately think about it.
But in the end, the white-clothed divine king Jiang Taixu appeared in Yaochi, representing the entire human race to attack the ancient ancestor kings.
"Is this the back-up plan he mentioned?" Thinking of this, Jiang Yan turned his eyes and couldn't help but look at the guy beside him, Yaochi Shenzi, and thought to himself.
The latter was also looking at the peerless figure approaching from far away: "He did come as promised, and that dead dog really didn't lie to me."
In the setting sun, the God King in white stepped forward, and the rays of light fell on him, making him look even more otherworldly.
His appearance made every human monk extremely excited and excited. Finally, a true saint among the human race stood up at the critical moment and led everyone to attack the ancient ancestor king level powerhouse.
Your challenge, the human race is next! This is the answer given by the God King to the ancient ancestor kings on behalf of the entire human race. Although his voice is not loud, it conveys an unswerving and invincible momentum.
At the end of the world, the pace of the God King is not fast, but in just a few breaths, he has arrived at the Pure Land of Yaochi. His white hair is disheveled, and his snow-white clothes are blowing in the wind. His face is handsome and young, but his eyes
The vicissitudes of life inside the child cannot be concealed.
"We are waiting to join the God King in White!" In the Pure Land of Yaochi, countless monks, led by the Lord of the Holy Lands, bowed and saluted the God King, and even shouted in a low voice.
This is a living saint of the human race, and he is also the pride and confidence of everyone present.
The eyes of many older generation characters are also a little moist. After ten years, they have never expected to see this invincible God King of the human race again. They remember the turmoil in Zishan and the battle of God City.
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The old and weak God-King was hunted down by the thirteen most powerful men. In the end, great kings like the King of Dark Night arrived with the ultimate emperor's soldiers, but they were all resisted by the God-King.
Dressed in white, the hero is dying, his beloved beauty died tragically in his arms, and the god-king in white is at the end of his rope, looking up to the sky and screaming in grief, shaking the world.
In the most desperate and sad moment, the peerless god king returned from nirvana and killed thirteen powerful figures under the starry sky.
The pure land of the God King was revealed, and even the King of Dark Night, holding the inherited holy weapons and holy robes, sadly drank in hatred, and his body and soul were destroyed.
The battle in the divine city shocked the whole world. The Holy Lord of the Eight Wastelands came to the Eastern Barren and Zhongzhou lands. How glorious and domineering it was.
Later, in the rumors that spread all over the sky, the traces of the peerless god became a mystery and completely disappeared from the eyes of the world. Some people once said that the white-clothed god king had great compassion in his heart, embraced the rainbow fairy, traveled far away from home, transformed into a Tao in the ordinary, and disappeared from the world.
Some people have also seen that the God King appeared together with a big black dog figure, returning to the Purple Mountain, and was suspected of starting a new life.
No one can predict the specific state of the peerless God King, but as time goes by, the legend about the God King gradually calms down and is forgotten by many monks.
Now seeing the peerless God King reappearing, everyone feels extremely excited and excited.
There are many kings in the world, but there is only one divine king in white who is called peerless!
Unless you are covered with snow, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes? This sentence may be the best interpretation of the God King.
"God King!" The same is true for Ye Fan at this moment. After seeing the God King approaching, even he couldn't help but burst into tears. He quickly stepped forward, clasped his fists and gave a great gift. The God King is of incomparable importance to him.
Xing is also the person he respects the most.
If the God King had not helped him connect the broken path of the Holy Body, wash the avenues of heaven and earth with the blood of the gods, and help him break through, perhaps his fate would have been like that of the Holy Body in the past, reduced to a useless body without any hope at all.
It can be said that Ye Fan's ability to reach such a glorious level today is all thanks to the God King.
"Everyone, get up." The God King stood in front of the human camp. His hair was as white as snow. He pulled Ye Fan up with his own hands, then looked around and said softly.
The God King, dressed in white as snow, is just standing here. The aura of the saint is restrained, and it also gives people a sense of security that can hold up to the sky like a fierce mountain. It makes people feel that as long as he is there, everything can be withstood.
Reality is an immortal pillar that supports the sky.
At this time, even the thirteen ancient ancestral kings had to turn their heads and look at the divine king in white who descended from the sky with extraordinary grace and madness.
When they saw the God King, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and their indifferent expressions froze.
"The current saint of the human race finally looks like something." At this time, the previous super ancestor king spoke coldly.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone was staring at the white-clothed god king, or should we call him the white-clothed saint now!
But psychologically speaking, people are still more willing to call him the God King in White. This is no longer an achievement, but a unique title that contains an incomparable respect!
"It's indeed good, a human saint who is different from ordinary people." Another super ancestor king who had never spoken spoke, frowned slightly, stared at the white-clothed God King, glanced up and down, and continued to ask: "How should I call you?
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"Jiang Taixu." The God King spoke quietly, his eyes sparkling like the sunset.