Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

As the strongest overlord among the six ancient overlords, Taigu Jiancao was also very surprised to see the result of the battle between the two sides. The female emperor in the blood moon state gave it a great sense of oppression, not to mention the later golden moon state. The gap between the two was an increase of nearly ten times, which made it feel desperate for a time.

And it is such a mysterious and powerful person who can still shake the younger generations of his homeland. At this moment, Taigu Jiancao regards the white-haired young man as a mythical celestial being, unattainable and invincible.

"No wonder he is so fearless. It turns out that he has reached the limit of humanity and taken half a step forward, or even a step. Many steps forward, to gain such great power."

The Ancient Sword Grass pondered secretly, unconsciously comparing Jiang Mo with all the human beings and ancient human cultivators it had seen in the past. After much thought, he was still the best.

Coincidentally, the other five masters were also stunned to the point that their eyes widened to the size of copper bells, filled with an indelible shock.

"My friend, did you get the things?"

Yaowang saw that the confrontation between the two had come to a temporary end, and glanced towards the camps of the ancient humans and gods, with a slight desire to hunt them, so he asked for details, looking forward to the next action.

"I got it. This old gentleman is a good man. He is willing to talk to me and cooperate with me, so I won't make things difficult for him."

Jiang Mo said with a smile: "It is inevitable that we have some conflicts after meeting each other, but the dispute between us has been resolved smoothly. He and his people do not like war and have no plans for war. This is the best result for both sides."

"However, we still have to wait here for a while and look forward to other guests."

After hearing these words, the nine overlords looked subtle. The three kings knew the purpose of this trip, which was to retrieve the History Book of Time. Now that they had it, they still had to stop. There must be a reason. The six overlords on the Ancient Starry Sky Road were thinking, what kind of agreement had been reached between the two parties?
They originally had some expectations, hoping that the ancient humans and gods would recklessly seek death and have a great battle with the Taoist monarch of this homeland, which would inevitably result in heavy casualties, thus venting the hatred in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. I am not a good person, but you are kind and generous. I would like to express my highest gratitude to you on behalf of my people. I will strictly control them in the future, so please rest assured."

The Golden Moon God Emperor made a promise that he had consumed too much energy in this battle, causing his body to be overloaded and on the verge of collapse.

Afterwards, he hurriedly said goodbye and left silently. The bright moon hanging on his back transformed from golden to blood-red, and then from blood-red to its original cold white. At this moment, it also represented that the Yingyue God Emperor of the ancient human and god race had officially taken over the body.

Compared with her previous slightly cold and arrogant look, her eyes now showed a deep fear of Jiang Mo. She didn't have the courage to fight with this monster anymore, so she just communicated with him in gentle words:
"For the rest of the time, I will stay with you until they come over."

"it is good."

Jiang Mo was very frugal with words and didn't say much.

The two sides confronted each other here, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

The six masters of the Ancient Starry Sky Road looked at the Taoist Lords and divine generals opposite them with eyes full of hatred, wishing they could kill all of them.

Similarly, those powerful men were furious when they saw these prehistoric remnants and the Demon Refining Pot in Yao Wang's hand. If it weren't for the suppression of Emperor Yingyue, they would have lost control long ago.

About half an hour later, Jiang Mo and Divine Emperor Yingyue both felt that the people in their own camp were all feeling depressed and frustrated.

Just as Jiang Mo was about to say something, there was a movement in the distance. A Taoist knelt on one knee before the Emperor Yingyue and asked for his orders:

"Your Majesty, I can no longer bear to see the suffering of our ancestors. Although I cannot save them, I would like to challenge them to a battle to the death with those prehistoric remnants to avenge them."

"If they hadn't stopped him and taken action midway, Master Xuan Xi might have been able to return in time!"

"How dare you! Junior, I've been waiting for you to say this."

Next to Yao Wang was an old man with broken horns and a burly physique. He said in a deep voice that it was the giant bull leader on the ancient road with only a head left and a skeleton without any flesh and blood. Its strength ranked fourth among the six.

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Emperor Yingyue listened to the tribe's request without any emotion and asked Jiang Mo:
"Since they still have some time to come, before that, why don't we use our own hands to settle our grievances?"

"I have no opinion."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the six masters, and said:

"You decide for yourself whether you want to fight the ancient humans and gods. I will not help you. Your life and death are your own responsibility."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"Huh, that's exactly what I meant!"

After hearing Jiang Mo's statement, several overlords couldn't help but come on stage, their old and turbid eyes filled with a creepy, dark light.

"I'll build a duel arena for you. You can fight as much as you want. As long as you win, they can't hurt you if you don't want to continue. If you don't have enough cultivation and die in there, you can't blame outsiders for not helping you. "

"How about that?"

Jiang Mo first asked the six overlords for their opinions, then looked at the opposing camp to find out their intentions.

Almost at the first sight, he could see the general result. The situation was not optimistic. The six overlords were all blood-depleted, while the opponents were either at the peak of their powers or in their prime. The Taoist Lords and Divine Generals who were selected were by no means fillers, but the elite among the elite of the Yingyue Divine Emperor.

"I can't ask for it!"

"My name is Cang Yan, I will be the first to fight!"

The heroic Taoist stood up and spoke loudly. His aura and fighting spirit reached a peak. He was extremely sharp and his eyes were like torches. With just a declaration, the army behind him cheered and shouted.

"I come!"

The transformed ancient bull had a gloomy and cruel expression, full of evil spirit and grinning:
"Don't compete with me for it. If I don't have the ability, I will die in there!"

"I've been trapped in the ancient road for 20,000 years, and there's not a day that I don't want to tear these beasts apart!"

The killing intent of the ancient wild bull was extremely fierce. It suddenly gasped for breath, its eyes were bloodshot, and its already exaggerated muscles twisted and swelled, forcing its originally aging body to burn its life once again, bursting out with astonishing combat power.

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Witnessing this scene, the faces of the other five overlords changed slightly. They didn't expect that this mad bull was so decisive. He wanted to fight to death here without leaving any way back!
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The ancient sword grass with the highest cultivation level was moved. It looked at the Taoist master opposite, then at the ancient wild bull, without saying much, but just sighed softly.

"Alas, we have known each other for many years, and now we have to say goodbye. I will give you something, hoping it will keep you safe."

After that, a sword talisman was handed over.

"Thanks."

The old man, who had just burst into blood, took it. His voice was hoarse, but his smile was creepy.

"Boom!"

While everyone was talking, Jiang Mo had already built a duel arena with a radius of ten thousand miles above the starry sky. It was extremely solid, enough to withstand a full-scale fight from the peak level of the Supreme Dao Lord. It was a prison that those ancient masters, the Dao Lords and generals of the gods could never break.

"I will go ahead!"

The moment the duel arena was completed, the ancient bull could no longer suppress the desire to fight in his chest. He turned into a flash of blood and rushed into the arena, not forgetting to thank Jiang Mo on the way.

"Wow!"

A sharp white light also appeared in an instant, and it was the Taoist master of the God Clan, Cang Yan.

His face was as cold as ice. Although he had murderous intentions towards the ancient wild bull, his intentions were not extreme enough and he obviously had some reservations.

Rather than killing the beast, he wanted to capture it alive and use it as a bargaining chip, maybe even exchange it for the remaining soul of the sage Xuan Xi.

"Come!"

The ancient wild bull roared, and a vast amount of blood energy exploded. An exaggeratedly huge battle axe condensed in its rough hands, which it grasped tightly and smashed to the ground in an instant.

“BOOM!!!”

Densely packed blood-red sharp crystal spikes rose from the ground in an instant, turning a corner of the battlefield into a blood-red purgatory. "Old ghost, you are already in such a state, and you still want to compete with me? You are not worthy!"

Cang Yan shouted loudly, and the sound waves rolled, containing unimaginable power, which caused cracks to appear on many blood crystals and almost broke them.

He held a sword that glowed with purple light and thunder, and immediately fought with the ancient wild bull.

The hatred between the two races reached its peak the moment the weapons clashed.

"Roar!!"

A primitive and manic roar burst out from the old man's throat, and he swung the battle axe with both arms and attacked Cang Yan.

There are no tricks.

The combination of pure power and unavoidable speed is the simplest powerful killing move, and its weapon is the manifestation of the blood and energy in the body. The life will not be lost and the weapon will not be broken.

"Boom!!!"

As a member of the God Clan, Cang Yan claims to be a descendant of God and is of noble birth. Every drop of blood flowing in his body is precious, symbolizing the supreme honor of his ancestors. For the sake of that inherited honor, there is no way he would retreat.

"clang--!"

"boom!!"

The two afterimages collided violently, and angry roars resounded throughout the battlefield. In just one millionth of a second, the two sides exchanged thousands of moves. All kinds of sharp and dazzling lights filled the entire battlefield, blood splattered, and flesh was blurred.

Won't give in.

No compromise.

On one side is a powerful tribe of ancient species, and on the other side is a legendary Taoist master of the God Clan. Both sides have a special tacit understanding on killing each other, and will not make any compromises or avoid them even if they are injured and bloodied.

"Boom boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The bloody energy spread across the duel arena, and a shadow flew out, spitting blood, with messy hair. It was Cang Yan.

After fighting for more than 20,000 moves, his body was close to its limit and could not withstand the abnormal strength of the bull, and he eventually suffered a great loss.

The old man, with bloody steam coming out of his body, had a terrifyingly brutal look in his eyes. He seized the opportunity and chopped forward fiercely with an axe. All the strength in his body was drained at this moment.

"Pfft!"

Cang Yan was beaten so hard that his eyes rolled back, his limbs twitched, and he almost cried out in pain. His face was distorted, but he was still enduring it, trying to dissolve the huge force.

However, the next moment.

"Oh!"

His body exploded on the spot and turned into a pool of mud.

The ancient wild bull was panting. After all, it was old and had reached the end of its rope.

If it were in its prime, it would have killed a youngster like this with only ten full-strength moves, and would have beheaded him. Instead of fighting for tens of thousands of moves and almost being defeated due to exhaustion, it is not like now.

"Old ghost, you are really a beast. You really pissed me off."

A piercingly cold voice was heard, and the flesh and blood in the duel arena evaporated instantly. Cang Yan was reborn, and his previous posture was changed. He now had three heads and six arms and was awakened. His whole body was surrounded by dense lightning.

This is the state of the God's blood burning, which will show three heads and six arms, and will not be used unless in desperate situation.

Obviously, if Cang Yan didn't unleash the power of his bloodline, even he himself didn't feel confident of defeating the old bull head.

The powerful men from the God Clan and the Ancient Human Clan who were watching outside the arena all gasped in shock. They were not prepared for this scene. How could a mere dying beast force the top ten Dao Lords of their clan into a desperate situation?

"My ancestors, how difficult it is to fight these monsters at their peak."

Someone said with an uneasy look.

"It's almost reaching its limit, old cow."

At the same time, the Soul Sound Ancient Spider also noticed a lot of clues. The old bull was extremely weak in normal condition, and it burned its lifespan in exchange for a short period of combat power. However, its lifespan was getting shorter and shorter, and its strength was gradually declining. It could not hold on for long.

"Boom!!!"

Afterwards, the situation on the duel field was reversed. Cang Yan, who had three heads and six arms and possessed various Taoist weapons, continuously released his magical powers, completely suppressing the resentful bull, constantly dragging out time, trying to wear it out.

This move was the most reliable, so reliable that the old man fought hard several times but to no avail.

About twenty minutes later, Cang Yan was still in peak condition, while the ancient bull was only two-thirds of its previous strength. Its skin became increasingly dry and fragile, like carbonization, with numerous cracks appearing.

"Old ghost, your time is over!"

"Present your neck and be slaughtered!"

Cang Yan intensified his offensive, and his magic skills crushed like a violent storm, instantly defeating the exhausted Old Ox. He was defeated step by step, covered with wounds, and many of his organs and bones were broken. He staggered and could not even stand steadily, as if he would be defeated at any time.

"I know what you want to do."

Suddenly, the ancient bull realized that he was no match for his opponent and started laughing instead.

"But I won't give you that chance."

After saying that, its broken left hand condensed into a blood blade, and it stabbed at the place where the soul resided without hesitation, the center of the eyebrows above the head, intending to commit suicide.

"!!!"

"Evil beast! How dare you!"

Cang Yan's face was indifferent. He was determined to capture this man alive. He burst out with unprecedented speed, stepped forward and cut off the old man's left arm with a sword, and at the same time stabbed his throat with a gun, pressing him to death against the barrier of the duel arena.

"Pfft!"

Yellowish and even black blood flowed out from the wound. In the last moment of life, the old man had a hearty smile on his face. Although he could not make any sound, his savage and ferocious eyes were full of cruelty.

"boom!!"

The next moment, it activated the sword talisman given by the ancient sword grass, and billions of brilliant sword beams bloomed between the two, like the opening of the universe and a chaotic explosion.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying sword energy swept across the entire venue with overwhelming force. Each sword energy contained extreme power, and there were countless such sword energies, all of which were absorbed by Cang Yan and Taigu Mang Niu.

"what!!!"

Cang Yan wailed miserably, and the magic weapons on his body broke into pieces one by one. He could not withstand the baptism of sword energy at all.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood were shattered, and the body and soul were destroyed!

In that sharp and fierce sword energy storm, any chance of survival was wiped out, and Cang Yan, the legendary Taoist master of the middle-aged generation of the gods, fell!
The one who died with him was the Ancient Barbarian Bull, one of the ten great ancestors of the demon race in the ancient war, a living fossil creature that spanned nearly 30,000 years of life. (End of this chapter)