Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 443

Yang Xingchen hid behind the scenes, watching everything that happened with a reassuring smile.

These happy people have no idea how miserable they are in the original text. Whether they are eaten by ancient creatures or turned into slaves, they do not live a good life anyway.

This time, it was Yang Xingchen who saved them!
Although they didn't know that Yang Xingchen saved them, Yang Xingchen was still very happy.

Doing good deeds without leaving a name, Yang Xingchen is Yang Leifeng.

Then the weapon of the black gourd and the human emperor pretended to be a god should be called Lei Feng, and the emperor's title should be called Thunder Emperor!

It wasn't until three months later that the human race had completely plundered everything, and the ancestor kings among the ancient creatures quietly came to explore the mountains one after another.

No one knew better than them how much information those powerful ancient royal families had, and how easily they were wiped out. They all trembled and felt an inexplicable terror.

"Who is it? Who is that human emperor?"

"Is it the Great Emperor Wushi?"

"This human emperor's real name is Lei Feng, and his nickname is Lei Emperor!"

"It is said that the reason why the great emperor has lived to this time is because he cut himself and fell from the throne, just to seal the divine source and wait for the opening of the road to immortality!"

"Could this person be a quasi-emperor?"

Many ancient ancestor kings gathered in ruins one after another. They felt cold and ice-cold all over.

Soon a news spread among the human race and reached the ears of ancient creatures.

The rampant and domineering ancient tribes were killed one after another just like chickens and dogs, which exceeded everyone's expectations.

Their luck was completely suppressed.

"This is truly an extraordinary and holy figure, someone who once truly sat on the throne!"

Those who can survive are the elites among the elites, and are called the royal family.

The ancient times were so cruel, with frequent wars lasting for tens of thousands of years.

"Don't seek death. The ancient emperors all had their own ideas and interfered with the emperor's plans. A hundred deaths are not enough to atone for his sins."

"It's the Thunder Emperor who bloodbathed the ancient creatures!"

They knew that they would lose miserably in this battle.

"This person is above the Quasi-Emperor and the Supreme below the Great Emperor!"

"Although I am old and frail, my realm has fallen, and I have become a supreme being, I can still be sealed in the divine source and live forever!"

"Didn't Emperor Wushi die 80,000 years ago? How could he still be alive?"

None of these exterminated ancient creatures survived on the entire Big Dipper. The weapon gods of Black Gourd directly scanned the world, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

"There are also ancient emperors in our ancient tribes. Could it be that they also cut themselves off and sealed them? I wonder if they can be awakened through special methods?"

"Thunder Emperor, there is a Thunder Emperor in the human race!"

No one thought that these ancient royal families had just been born and had not been dominant for a few years before disappearing into ashes.

They didn't expect that the humble human race would create such a glorious era.

One after another, the great emperors of the human race, like mushrooms after a spring rain, came in an endless stream, one after another, shocking the entire universe. The human race is all boiling with excitement. The human race has the Great Emperor and the human race has the Thunder Emperor. The human race is very lucky!
The impact of this battle was too great, and the trigger for everything started with the attack on the Holy Land of Shaking Light, the Holy Land of the Human Race.

All the ancient races are terrified. So many powerful ancient royal families have been wiped out. Who wouldn’t be frightened to hear this?

Yang Xingchen looked at those trembling ancient creatures and smiled happily, feeling very relieved.

This time, Zhang Lin did not die, and Yang Yi did not die either. The two wild mandarin ducks finally achieved positive results.

This time, the ancient creatures suffered the worst blow.

In the following days, the name of the great human emperor Thunder Emperor was unparalleled, and everyone would recite the merits of Thunder Emperor when talking about it.

Those remaining ancient creatures are also reflecting. Blood Phoenix Mountain, Shencan Ridge, Qilin Cave, Golden Cave, Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, and Primordial Lake. These ancient royal families have frequent contacts and close news transmission. They are all frightened. Think again. Where to go.

The human race has a great emperor, and the suppression of Beidou has become a worry for all ancient creatures.

Logically speaking, the ordinary Great Ancient Emperor lived for ten thousand years. If he swallowed the elixir of immortality and lived for another ten thousand years, his life would be over.

Some particularly powerful ancient emperors, such as the Ancient Divine Silkworm Emperor and the Immortal Emperor, have existed for more than 100,000 years and are respectfully called the Immortal Emperor and Divine Emperor.

But the great emperor of the human race did not play according to common sense. Although they did not understand what it meant to kill oneself, they also understood that the great emperor of the human race must have survived through secret techniques.

Although his realm has fallen, he can seal himself into the divine source and exist for a long time.

To be precise, it should be sealed into the immortal source. Ordinary divine sources cannot seal the Supreme.

A living weapon god, the ultimate weapon god, is almost beyond everyone's imagination. After all, this is a super weapon god that can only be refined by the Great Ancient Emperor, and lives specifically to repair the extreme weapons.

It is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and many people would never even think of this.

The name of the Thunder Emperor of the human race is as loud as the thunder in the ears, and all the ancient creatures are honest and do not dare to make any big moves, let alone kill the human race casually, for fear of touching some bottom line and causing the disaster of annihilation for the tribe.

It was so bustling and noisy. A few months later, several ancient royal families issued a notice, saying that attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal was the ultimate goal of monks. Beidou was vast enough to accommodate enough masters. Everyone No need to kill each other on this path.

After hearing the news, many humans laughed.

These ancient royal families couldn't be tough anymore. They all softened. They were no longer aloof and arrogant. They finally recognized their position and knew that they must live in harmony with the human race.

"Both the ancient emperor and the great emperor of the human race once said that all things are interdependent and all races have their own reasons for survival and reproduction. God treats everyone equally!"

"This is a great era that is rarely seen in the world. It should be a peaceful and prosperous era, and should not become a bloody and chaotic era!"

These ancient royal families finally issued a call for peace.

Many human leaders have guessed the intentions of these ancient creatures, and they are deeply afraid of the human Thunder Emperor.

Many of the leaders of the human race had turned their hair gray because of worry, fearing that the disaster of annihilation would come and be swallowed up by the ancient ancestor king.

The Great Emperor of the Human Race, the Thunder Emperor, finally emerged to support the Human Race, but it is undeniable that there are a large number of saints, saint kings, great saints, and an astonishing number of king-level masters among the ancient creatures.

And because the age when these ancient creatures lived was so superior, there were even more astonishing numbers of powerful people in the Sendai secret realm.

In this era of revival of the Great Dao, there are many human races, and they are still in the stage of the Second Immortal Great Expert to the Third Immortal Dao-killing stage. There is a gap in the high-end combat power of the Human Race, and it takes time for the Human Race's genius to grow.

If the human race is given two hundred years, no, even one hundred years, an astonishing number of Dao-killing kings or saints will be born in batches, completely crushing the ancient creatures in terms of numbers.

(End of this chapter)