Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 272 Jihad breaks out
"You humans also want to take a trip into this muddy water?"

The Nine Ancestor Kings frowned and looked at Jiang Taixu in surprise. The person in front of him did not have a trace of saintly aura, let alone awe-inspiring holy power. However, just by standing there, he could vaguely compare with their Nine Ancestor Kings. The kings are evenly matched, and there is no weakness in terms of momentum.

"So what?"

The God King Jiang Taixu looks down on the world. He is integrated with the heaven and the earth. He is dressed in white without a trace of dust. He is extraordinary and refined. His handsome face, resolute face, and peerless grace are like the birth of an immortal king.

"Why do I always feel that he is different from ordinary saints? The dragon horse just now seems to be the same. Is there something weird in it?"

The faces of the Nine Ancestral Kings were solemn. Although there were nine of them and only two of the other side, logically the advantage should be on their side, but they always felt uneasy, as if they were the weaker side.

"Are you different from other saints? What kind of Tao have you proved? You are definitely more powerful than ordinary saints." The Bird-Head Ancestor King had just fought against Longma, and he had a deep understanding of this, and he was the first to ask the doubts in his heart. .

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be startled. Naturally, they who were not saints could not see anything special in it. They thought that Long Ma and Jiang Taixu would definitely be defeated when facing the nine ancestor kings. Unexpectedly, the ancestor king's performance seemed to be... It is still uncertain who will win and who will lose.

"Times have changed, and every saint is different." Jiang Taixu said calmly.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Only those who were born in this era can feel deeply. As Jiang Taixu said, the times are different. Now is the post-desolate ancient era, which is already different from the past. The world can hardly tolerate the appearance of saints. No one can prove it, even the king is almost invisible.

At this time, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and a battle was about to break out. Suddenly, a scream was heard, and the Emperor was seen holding his head and screaming, his face was full of pain, and there was a bright mark between his eyebrows.

"Hmph, I want to see how great it is to become a saint in this post-ancient era." An ancestor king with six wings on his back shouted even more. As saints, no one would admit that they are not as good as the other. It is the dignity of a saint.

Seeing that dazzling mark, the expressions of the ancestors and kings changed dramatically. This familiar mark had been circulated in ancient times. It was used to enslave slaves. The life and death of the slaves were controlled by the person who placed the mark.

"Hmph, we are both saints. Even if you are different, you will still be defeated. No saint can compete with several beings of the same level!" The ancestor king with a dragon horn snorted coldly.

But it was different in ancient times. When the rules of heaven and earth had not changed, there were many kings and saints from all major clans. It was countless times easier to cultivate than it is now.

At this moment, the ancestor kings no longer hesitated, and raised their hands to kill everyone and bury everything that had embarrassed the emperor.

The son of the emperor, respected by all races, was marked as a slave by a dog demon. It was an insult to the immortal emperor, and it was also a great shame.

"Damn it! You dare to mark the emperor's son as a slave. You will be punished by all races!"

To be able to become a saint in today's post-barren ancient era, one can naturally imagine the level of amazing talent and beauty. Naturally, it is different from the saints in the ancient times, and the path they have proven is also different, almost going against heaven.

In an instant, the void shattered, and the laws of the holy way disrupted the order of heaven and earth, overturned the universe, and shattered the stars. The entire Eastern Wasteland was trembling, as if it was about to be subverted by this powerful force.

However, as one of the five continents derived from the Chaos Body by Ancient Tianzun, Donghuang naturally cannot be so fragile. The full blow of the Nine Ancestral Kings only caused Donghuang to shake slightly, and it soon calmed down.

But everyone here in Taixuan Holy Land only felt the heaven and earth shaking. The immeasurable holy power was overwhelming, suppressing many people and making them unable to stand up straight. This was only part of the pressure, most of which was borne by Long Ma and Jiang Taixu. Seeing the outbreak of the Holy War, Holy Lord Taixuan hurriedly opened the sect-protecting formation, and an invisible barrier directly enveloped the entire Taixuan Holy Land. The residual power of the Holy War could not affect Taixuan Holy Land at all.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It would be a lie to say that they were not nervous. The power of the saint was definitely not something they could bear, even if it was just a trace of the aftermath.

In the sky, Jiang Taixu looked like a king among saints, dressed in peerless white, one against five, directly confronting the five ancestral kings. The hoofs of the dragon and horse were like flames rising, and dragon energy was sprayed from his nostrils to fight against the four ancestral kings.

As time went by, the two of them gained the upper hand. Jiang Taixu directly used the holy method of fighting to evolve his own Hengyu furnace, which made all the ancestor kings flee with their heads in arms.

The dragon and horse stepped on the golden lotus and shuttled through the void, appearing and disappearing. The void shattered when the hooves stepped out, and the sky and the earth suppressed it. It was so fierce that it was a mess.

"Hiss, these two seniors are so powerful!"

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but marvel at the fighting prowess of Jiang Taixu and Longma. They could still gain the upper hand with more than a dozen of them. They were truly amazing and talented people who could become saints in this era when kings are hard to come by.

But a moment later, only a scream was heard, and the bird-headed ancestor king was smashed into a pulp by Jiang Taixu's Hengyu furnace. His soul was burned by the furnace fire and fell directly on the spot.

Seeing this, the expressions of the ancestors and kings changed, and they were secretly shocked. Taking advantage of the distraction of the ancestors and kings, the dragon and horse raised their hoofs and made a seal. The laws of the holy way entwined to open up a world and absorbed the ancestors with six wings on their backs. , the law of grinding directly wiped out the physical body of his soul.

Listening to the desperate wailing in their ears, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Seeing that two companions had died in a short period of time, the remaining seven ancestor kings inevitably had the idea of ​​​​retreating.

These two people are so brutal and their fighting power is so terrifying that they cannot compete with them!

However, they wanted to retreat, but how could Jiang Taixu and Long Ma do as they wished, and directly open fire with full firepower? Long Ma even sacrificed a large cauldron to cover the void to prevent the other party from escaping.

The cauldron was dark and sinister, as if it could crack the heavens and shatter billions of stars. It was a large halberd made of black gold with dragon patterns. There was a faint dragon roar, which shocked the world.

"Imperial weapon! This is definitely an imperial weapon!" Everyone was shocked, and even Jiang Taixu couldn't help but look at Longma sideways.

"Dragon-patterned black gold cauldron?"

Everyone looked at Holy Lord Taixuan. This dragon-patterned black gold cauldron was originally an imperial weapon of the Holy Land of Light, but it has not appeared in front of the world since it was snatched away by Zhou Xian.

They thought that Zhou Xian would always keep it with him. It was not until the dragon horse was sacrificed that everyone knew that Zhou Xian had left the cauldron in the Taixuan Holy Land.

"Imperial soldiers!"

The ancestors and kings only felt their scalps go numb. This dragon and horse had no martial ethics at all. He just bullied them, a group of old people from ancient times, but now he was actually sacrificing imperial soldiers, because he obviously wanted to kill them all in one fell swoop.

(End of this chapter)