Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 566 One is not enough, you all go together!

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For tens of miles, there are mountains of bones.

Three thousand miles away from the giant city of the Yaozu, in one or two hours, there will be fewer and fewer disciples of primordial figures, sects and aristocratic families.

In this burial ground, in the ancient battlefield of the Emperor's Way, everyone's heart is heavy, because they have truly seen the cruelty of the dark years, how many sages buried their bones, and their bones have no return.

Half a day passed.

The primordial spirits sighed, it had been an entire hour and they hadn't seen a single returning primordial spirit, and the disciples of the sects had only passed four thousand.

From this point of view, nearly half of the primordial figures of various sects and aristocratic families who were moved by the Jingtian Kongkong formation this time were lost, and more than half of the disciples were lost.

In less than two days, more than [-] disciples of the disciples died, and many primordial figures were heartbroken. Nearly ten thousand monster clan powerhouses from all over the world were hunted down. , has already been bruised, and what is buried on this ancient battlefield of the emperor's way is not only the primordial spirit, but also the future of sects and aristocratic families.

There are many ghosts.

This small half day passed, and there were monster auras flashing in the distance from time to time. Needless to say, the primordial spirits also understood that they had exposed themselves and others.

However, because there were nearly a hundred souls, many monster masters did not act rashly. They were waiting, waiting for the arrival of the real monster king, and wanted to bury them all in one fell swoop.

Su Qinian was riding on Taotie's back, his gray scales were as cold as cast metal. At this time, the young prince of the Xihai Taotie tribe, a rare holy man in the West Sea, had red eyes, as if he wanted to eat people. If he wanted to die, he wished he could give himself two mouths. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come here to join in the fun. As a child of the royal family, he still lacked some good fortune. It was obviously just to make himself feel uncomfortable.

The air became stagnant.

Begging King Shi Chenglong took a deep breath and stood up. He tried his best, but still he could barely expel [-]% of the sword intent in the wound. The golden-winged Dapeng King with great mastery of the primordial spirit is a rare master of swordsmanship. , the great attacking power, combined with Yuanshen Small World, broke his subduing dragon palm with just one sword. If he hadn't used pure yang energy to smash several Yuanshen weapons, he probably would have died.

Yuanshen has ten layers of heavens, one layer of heaven and earth, and the difference between Yuanshen Xiaocheng and Dacheng is an entire small world.

Needless to say, all the primordial spirits of the human race know that the monster clans from all directions are gathering, and the monster kings are waiting for the final encirclement in the distance.

"Amitabha."

It may have passed an hour, or it may have passed two hours. For the disciples of various sects and aristocratic families in this bone land, it is a great torment. It is difficult for them to participate in the battle. The presence.

This is an old monk from the Samsara Temple, who looks older than the head of the Arhat Hall. The Samsara Temple is proficient in spiritual martial arts. This old monk's primordial will is also the most condensed among the primordial gods. As he speaks, On Taotie's back, Su Qinian raised his head, beside him, King Shi Chenglong, and nine other masters from various sects and aristocratic families with small primordial spirits also fixed their gazes.

coming!

The already dark sky in the distance became darker and darker, and the wind and sand were blowing up, and figures with deep auras could be vaguely seen approaching.

The dust is flying, one after another, rushing forward like waves.

There were footsteps, the heaviest of which were ten footsteps, as if ten small worlds were rolling, enveloping the entire world, and approaching.

This is a great oppression, especially in the spirit and soul. The primordial spirits of the human race, many of the existences of the first-level Taoism and even the second-level life, couldn't help turning pale, but they gritted their teeth and did not retreat a step. It is Yuanshen, but if the gap between Yuanshen and Yuanshen is too large, it will be difficult to make up.

At this moment, many human primordial spirits unconsciously cast their gazes on Su Qinian who was at the front, and after waking up, their gazes became extremely complicated. Unknowingly, they had already regarded this person as their equal. Even at such a critical moment of life and death, pin your hope on it.

At the same time, many souls of the human race have truly realized that no matter how fierce the struggle between the human race is, it is only the grievances of the martial arts world of the human race. Ushered in a great destruction, in the end they can only be reduced to slaves, or even the blood of ordinary monsters, which is equivalent to lambs waiting to be slaughtered at any time.

It was ten majestic figures.

Not every figure is very majestic, but the majestic aura of crushing, like ten towering mountains, rolling towards them.

Dacheng Demon King!

Not one, but a total of ten. If the primordial spirits of the human race are regardless of life and death, I am afraid that none of them will be their opponents.

Even if life and death are really facing each other and can really pose a threat to it, in the eyes of the souls, there may be barely a dozen people.

But now there are ten Dacheng demon kings coming, this kind of impact on the soul is huge, even the begging king Shi Chenglong, his gaze has become unprecedentedly dignified, in fact, no one is better than him, the peak of Xiaocheng. , the existence of the six-fold domain realm can clearly feel the gap with Yuanshen Dacheng.

Following the ten Dacheng Demon Kings, there are more than a hundred Demon Kings, with different auras, and many of them are Xiaocheng Primordial Spirits.

Stand still a few miles away from Su Qinian and the others.

"Swallow three thousand!"

A Dacheng Demon King snorted coldly, his gray hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his eyes seemed to have two ancient abysses floating up and down. He was slender, dressed in a white robe, and held a big halberd like ink in his hand.

"Uncle Seven!"

Tun Sanqian's eyes lit up, but he only had time to spit out two words, but he couldn't say anything. Su Qinian completely cut off his control over the physical body.

Ok?

In an instant, the Dacheng Demon King's eyes fell on Su Qinian, his eyes were cold and sharp, carrying a heavy oppression, the air was sticky, as his eyes fell, Su Qinian could only feel The air around him seemed to be evacuated at once, and the gods felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Even the world of the Ancestral Aperture God Court seemed to have turned into a vast ocean-like swamp.

"How dare you enslave my gluttonous royal family!"

The face of this Dacheng Demon King is gloomy. In his opinion, his nephew has entered the realm of the Holy Forbidden Realm, and also became a king in the physical body. The king is no longer an opponent. No matter how strong this inheritor of light is, he has only just turned eighteen years old. How long has it been since he became a holy ban? Still can't do it.

When Dacheng Demon King was angry, his majesty was so strong that many human primordial spirits felt trembling. Not to mention a real fight, I am afraid that unless they self-destruct their primordial spirits, it would be difficult for them to even have a strong fighting spirit.

The other nine Dacheng demon kings also frowned slightly. The top royal family from the West Sea, the young saint of the Taotie clan, such a gesture is definitely not a kind of glory. It is a humiliation that needs to be washed away with blood.

Inheritors of light!

The gazes of the Dacheng Demon Kings fell on Su Qinian, and after a few breaths, a hint of indiscernible surprise flashed across them. In the ancient books of the clan, in the secret history about the dark years, the bright one back then The inheritor, except that he is not full of white hair, is very similar to the one in front of him.

Could it be that the inheritors of the light of the human race are an ancient family?

Su Qinian's complexion did not change, even if the eyes of several Dacheng demon kings were on his body at the same time, in the ancestral orifice courtyard, the dragon soul chanted, and the sacred and bright sword was invincible, upright and unyielding, cutting off all abnormalities in the divine courtyard.

"Release brother Sanqian! Come here and die!"

"Dare to enslave a member of my royal family, you are quite courageous!"

"Come out, kneel down!"

At this time, behind the ten Dacheng demon kings, among the demon kings, came out three young demon clansmen, who looked about twenty years old, and their exuberant vitality made them look like they were in the sky.

In addition to the demon kings, thousands of strong demon clans gathered several miles away. After seeing the three young demon clansmen, all of them showed awe in their eyes.

"The fourth prince of the Golden Crow Clan in the South China Sea! The second prince of the Dragon Whale Clan in the East China Sea! The first prince of the Golden Wing Dapeng Clan in the North Sea!"

The three young Yaozu not only have noble bloodlines and status, but they are also rare holy forbidden powerhouses in the younger generation of the Yaozu.

There are even rumors, including the five princes of the Xihai gluttonous tribe who are currently in dire straits, Tun Sanqian. The four of them already have the power to prove the Dao Yuanshen, but they just suppress their cultivation and advance, in order to go further and attack the forbidden state. The realm of the king has reached the force of the nine demon saints when they were young. With the achievements of the young saints, he broke through the realm and proved the Tao, and became the soul, so that he survived several thunder disasters in one fell swoop. Once he stepped into the soul, he stepped into the real world. of the strong.

Seeing the three young saints coming forward, the ten Dacheng demon kings didn't say much. Even the inheritor of the light is just a young human race. How can they be weaker than the human race when they are younger than the human race? It's a shame for their peers , should be recovered by peers.

"Come out and kill you!"

This is the first emperor of the Beihai Golden-winged Roc clan, a young man with brilliant blond hair, a plump face like jade, and a sword-like back. Feng Mang, after all, there were rumors before, and God Master tried his best to deduce that this inheritor of light is most likely the murderer who beheaded his elder brother's only son and his nephew.

Unexpectedly, Su Qinian's eyes only swept lightly over his body, then the fourth prince of the Golden Crow clan and the second prince of the Dragon Whale clan, before slowly shaking his head.

"You're scared!" The first emperor of the Golden Winged Peng Clan revealed a look of disdain.

But Su Qinian raised his hand, touched the three of them one by one, and said calmly and seriously: "One is not enough, you go together." )

(End of this chapter)