The devil that covers the sky

Chapter 177 Confronting the Great Sage
For these ordinary Primordial Clan monks, the ancestor kings are like gods high in the clouds. They represent strength and legends, and they are the backbone and pillars of a large royal family.

A raging soldier, a raging nest, and the collapse of the pillars made these Primordial Clan monks fall into endless bewilderment.

It turned out that their ancient race was no nobler than the human race.It turned out that when their ancient race fell into a weak position, they were as humble as some insects in the human race.

"In the legend, the ancient emperor once said that there is no difference between all races. It seems that this is not a rumor..." Many monks of the ancient race with high wisdom fell into deep thought.

But most of the monks of the ancient clan are simply confused, not knowing where the road is, and some people are even more broken, cutting off the possibility of going further.

On the other hand, Zhao Qianyu felt a little disgusted. Although the three saint kings were good helpers, he ruined his mood just by seeing each other. He really didn't want to keep them alive.

"Leave someone under the gun!"

In the distance, several ancestor kings rushed over. They all just got the news, and they came here to save the three saint kings.

However, Zhao Qianyu was unmoved, and stabbed out with the golden holy spear in his hand, directly killing the three saint kings.

"You!" The ancestor kings were furious, but restrained their desire to do something.

The corpses of the twelve ancestor kings are still lying on the ground, including the three saint kings, they all died directly or indirectly at the hands of this unfathomable young man, even if there are four saint kings among them, there is no chance of winning .

The faces of the ancestor kings were as dark as the bottom of a pot, they didn't dare to make a difference between life and death, and they couldn't hold back and retreated directly. They just stood in the distance and confronted Zhao Qianyu.

Until a quarter of an hour later, a human sage arrived.

"My human saint is finally here!" The human monks were even more excited. Although the demon king had already ruthlessly killed the prestige of the ancient people, he was not a real saint after all, and he was much worse in embodying the human heritage.It can be said that the arrival of this human sage made the human monks present more confident.

This sage is none other than the boss, Sheng Weiyi. In the thousands of years before, most people in Donghuang thought he was just an ordinary sick old man. The holy place to attack the Demon Lord.

In the eyes of Donghuang monks, this is a typical example of "the tiger does not show its power, and is treated as a sick cat", and it is also the best interpretation of "the sage has no name".

Facts have proved that the vision of the old sage is not wrong, Mozun is indeed worthy of an ancient sage to do such a thing for him, this is an investment that has made a profit.

When Wei Yi came, Zhao Qianyu naturally didn't need to continue to stand in front. He just found a place to sit down and drank while waiting for the morning of the next day.

Wei Yi showed his power as a great sage, full of domineering.These sages and ancestors of the sage king realm were carried to their seats by him like chickens, and they sat down "willingly" obediently, very well-behaved, like well-behaved elementary school students.

This night, the human monks no longer had any worries, they all drank to their heart's content, so happy, the depression caused by being bullied by the ancients for three years all disappeared.

On the other hand, in the ancient tribe, many monks felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. They wanted to run away but dared not. When they ate spiritual food and drank fine wine, they felt like chewing wax and lost their taste.They sighed, and felt that the future was uncertain, and it would be difficult to reproduce the glory of the ancient times.

Finally, a ray of sunlight broke through the long night and shone into the holy land of Yaochi. The time finally came to the moment when the conference was officially held. The status of the ancient race and the human race will be revealed in the next negotiation.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the sound of the fairy is curling up, among the beautiful peaks and lakes, the mist and the morning glow in the sky reflect, a piece of brilliance, sacred and peaceful.

If it is used to discuss the Tao or discuss cooperation, this place seems to be the best place.

With the ringing of bells, one ancestor king after another came from the sky, and sat down on the top of the mountain and by the lake.

But after Wei Yi's arrival, unlike the successive arrivals of the ancestor kings, there were no human sages here for a long time, which made the originally joyful human monks worry.

Seeing more and more ancestor kings coming, the monks of the ancient clan gradually regained some confidence. Many people began to comfort themselves. Those ancestor kings before were only a small part. Must be bad.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the ancient royal family to arrive at Yaochi one after another with the emperor's soldiers.

Moreover, each of these ancient royal families has a great sage-level existence descending, and most of them carry ancient imperial soldiers, and they are not angry and majestic, and their momentum is astonishing.

The great sage of Wanlong's Nest held the Wanlong bell, ignored all the monks, walked straight to Wei Yi, sat there, said nothing, and looked at each other coldly.

The great sage of Huolin Cave also went straight to Wei Yi's place with his unicorn stick in his hand, and sat opposite him, looking at him coldly.

Not long after, the Golden King arrived from another direction with a golden mace, and stared at Wei Yi with angry eyes.Because, the subordinates of the golden lineage—the Baiyin clan is one of the ten fierce clans, and they have been killed by Zhao Qianyu!

Naturally, this account was placed on the other party's elders. In his opinion, without the instruction of the eldest sage, a mere Dao Slayer would never dare to do such a thing.

In the end, the great sages from the Blood Phoenix Mountain of the Primordial Lake arrived one after another, and directly chose the same approach as the other three royal families, sitting opposite Wei Yi to confront him.

It can be said that, except for the Shencan clan and the Douzhan Shengyuan clan, all the ancient royal families in Beidou were very rude to Wei Yi and were demonstrating in this way.

The five great saints are carrying four pieces of ancient imperial soldiers. This is an unstoppable force. Once the imperial soldiers erupt in their hands, the mainland will be sunk!

This was a horror beyond the imagination of the monks. The human monks were restless and began to sweat for the boss, Sheng Weiyi, fearing that the five great saints would violently kill him...

The monks of the ancient race are excited like never before, so what if the demon king of the human race is arrogant?Facing the great sage holding the ancient imperial weapon, he is also a chicken and a dog!

The great emperor and the quasi-emperor did not come out, holding ancient imperial soldiers, they are the most powerful combat power in the universe, and they burst out with all their strength, who can stop them?

Finally, a great sage of the ancient royal family spoke up, it was the King of Gold, and he threatened: "The majesty of the ancient royal family is inviolable, and the human race should take the same number of saints to pay for their lives, otherwise, the big battle will be today!"

While speaking, the golden mace in his hand glowed, revealing a wisp of extreme power.

Just when the monks thought that the Golden King was going to make a move, an imperial soldier came through the air and flew straight into Wei Yi's hands.

It was the chaotic ancient ax thrown by Zhao Qianyu!
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qianyu took out the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, walked up to Wei Yi side by side, and said with a smile, "You are the only ones who have Emperor Soldiers?"

As if in response to Zhao Qianyu's words, a corner of the terrifying emperor's prestige vented out of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, and directly pressed towards the great saints!

Several great sages of the ancient clan were just here to frighten them. They never thought that Zhao Qianyu would directly revive the emperor's soldiers. They all turned pale with shock and said, "Do you want to set off a war between the ancient emperor's soldiers?"

(End of this chapter)