Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 393
On Qilian Mountain, gusts of wind blew, and the face of Qilian Patriarch turned green with anger. He has always been aloof, except when he had not achieved supernatural powers, he had never been insulted like this.

"Judgment?" The word struck into his mind like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. At this moment, Patriarch Qi Lian shuddered and looked at the four kings who vaguely surrounded him. His expression changed for a long time, before he cupped his hands, his face was a little pale and weak.

"Xiaodao is willing to submit to the ancient clan, to serve as a pawn before the horse, and to devote himself to death. In this life, he will definitely not violate this ambition!" Qi Lian's ancestor looked upright, looked at King Shenwei, and said in a low voice. It is vast and has boundless mana, but when fighting against the four kings, even if his cultivation is ten times stronger than at the moment, he is not at all sure of winning the battle. On the gloomy face, the ferocious look disappeared in a flash , and then returned to a low-browed, pleasing-looking look, with a cute and boundless appearance.

In the golden eyes of Shenwei King, there is a golden light shining, straight to the nine heavens, the golden battle armor is rustling, and he stands with his hands behind his back, looking at Patriarch Qi Lian from a distance, and there seems to be a sneer on his face. His expression flickered, he waved his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Qilian, you should understand that the four of us who came here are here for the purpose of catching them without a fight, and there is still a chance of life, otherwise, we will kill them with all our might! Patriarch Mohe, Patriarch Canaan You should have heard about Zu's end? Now, you choose!"

Patriarch Qilian's expression changed even more when he heard the words. Although he is well-known in the Southern Continent, when it comes to real strength, compared to Patriarch Mohe and Patriarch Canaan, who have always kept a low profile, he is still much inferior. , this time, he raised his head and looked into the eyes of King Shenwei. He didn't seem to have any worries just now. The ancestors of Mohe and Canaan, who had always been low-key, both fell into the hands of the ancient clan at the same time. Could it be that he , today, can only be caught with nothing?

A golden spear shadow appeared above the head of King Shenwei, like a swimming dragon, with its head facing the sky, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, the golden cold light, illuminating the entire Qilian Mountains, a murderous intent, faintly, has locked the ancestor of Qilian , Patriarch Qilian's expression couldn't help but change.

When he turned his gaze to the other three kings, his pupils shrank violently, and the phantom of the ancient mirror appeared above the head of the Storm King, and a force that was eternally extinguished spread out in the air, just like the sea. The waves on the mountain are like waves, surging, Patriarch Qilian, in an instant, understood why Patriarch Mohe and Patriarch Canaan didn't even escape their souls?

You must know that the cultivation base has reached their level, and the door of heaven has been opened. As a strong person in the holy level, there may be huge differences in strength, even in the same level, even in the same level.However, if a king and sub-sage wants to escape, even if the four kings in front of him attack together, he is confident that he will still have the power to escape if he pays a certain price.

When Patriarch Qilian glanced at the ancient mirror, he lost all hope of life like a deflated ball. The ancient mirror was wiped out, the treasure inherited from the Qingshi clan, and it showed its boundless power in the battle of the void , Even the power of the end is powerless to penetrate it, these, one by one, emerged in the mind of Patriarch Qi Lian.

At this moment, space was frozen and time was frozen. Patriarch Qi Lian suddenly felt a sense of nowhere to go to heaven and no way to go down to earth. All the supernatural powers of smiling and arrogant in the past seemed to be gone at this moment. Any power, the Ancient Mirror of Nirvana, as long as it is activated, it cannot be blocked by himself.

Patriarch Qilian seemed to see his own doom, his eyes gradually dimmed. If he fought hard, he would still choose to fight. This is the pride of a king. He understands that as long as he makes a move, he will definitely follow in the footsteps of Mohe Patriarch and others, his body and spirit will be destroyed, and he will never be reborn forever.

Shenwei King, Tianluo King, Ice King, and Kuangfeng King stood in the air at the same time, looking at Patriarch Qilian whose expression was constantly changing in front of him, and waiting quietly, the one who can solve the problem without fighting is the most perfect Only by subduing others without fighting can we have the greatest deterrent effect!
In the sky, from time to time, white clouds floated by, some raptors and beasts, born extremely sensitive, escaped from this place far away.At this moment, on the face of Patriarch Qi Lian, drips of cold sweat could not help but flow down, his complexion was pale, his eyes gradually became dull, resist?It will definitely be a situation where body and spirit will be wiped out. If you don't resist, you will fall into the hands of the ancient clan, and your life and death will be uncertain.

"Qi Lian, this king advises you to capture it without a fight. You are also a famous expert who has been in the southern continent for many years. You should have a good understanding of the strength of the saint clan. The ancient clan is determined to win this operation. You can't escape. It's gone!" King Shenwei glanced at Patriarch Qi Lian, and softly advised him, he hoped that Patriarch Qi Lian could be captured without a fight, so that the ancient clan's power in the southern continent would be further increased , for the following actions, it has great benefits.

"Catch him without a fight, there is still a chance!" Although the Ice King hated Patriarch Qi Lian very much and looked down on him, he still said that he can always maintain the most rational.

The voice of the Ice King came to Patriarch Qi Lian's ears. He couldn't help but slightly raised his head to look at the Ice King, as if he wanted to see the slightest clue from the face of the Ice King, but let him To his disappointment, the snowflakes fluttered from the Ice King's body. The Ice King, who was dressed in white and had a stern face, looked so cold that he couldn't see anything of value.

At this moment, he, Huyou, had a feeling. At the beginning, the Ice King came to the Qilian Mountains. He was high above him, but he didn't realize that the Ice King was so powerful.

In fact, the strength of the Ice King may still be inferior to that of Patriarch Qi Lian. However, the perspective is different, the environment is different, and the mentality is naturally different. The results seen are also very different. At this moment, the Ice King is high above the others, and he, like a mortal, whose life and death are in the hands of others, naturally feels anxious and uneasy, and will feel that the present is not what it used to be.

This gap made Patriarch Qi Lian's aura a little weaker, and most of his rebellious mentality dissipated in an instant. Even if he could escape this crisis, so what?
The strength of the ancient clan can be seen from the eyes. The ancient mirror of nirvana, sealing the sky and locking the earth, in the hands of the violent wind king, can't escape. This kind of blockade is extremely powerful.

Even if he escapes, the entire Southern Continent will have no place for him, and he will run around like a bereaved dog. If the leader of the ancient clan makes a strong move, he will undoubtedly be torn to pieces .

"I am willing to be captured without a fight, and I hope the Gu Clan can let me live!" Patriarch Qi Lian finally lowered his head, cupped his hands towards the four kings of the Gu Clan, and said with a sad face.

King Shenwei, King Tianluo, King Kuangfeng, and King Ice looked at each other and nodded at the same time. King Shenwei stepped forward and said with a solemn expression: "Qilian, I, King Shenwei, with the glory of my family, promise , will definitely let you live, as long as you fight without a fight!"

In the sky, a bolt of thunder flashed, as if verifying the oath of King Shenwei.

"I, the Ice King, with the glory of my clan, I promise to give you a chance of life!" The white clothes fluttered, and the Ice King also spoke at the right time.

"I, King Tianluo, with the glory of the Heavenly Wolf Clan, I promise to give you a lifeline!" King Tianluo said with an inexplicable look on his gloomy face.

"I, the King of Wild Wind, with the glory of the Wild Lion clan, promise that Qi Lian will be captured without a fight. Our clan will definitely not destroy his soul, and will definitely give him a chance of life!" Above the head of the Wild Lion King, the ancient mirror of Nirvana rotated. , said loudly.

Hearing the promise of the four kings, the eyes of Patriarch Qi Lian gradually regained a gleam of light. You must know that the ancients value the glory of the race the most. They would rather give up their own lives than tarnish the glory of the race. This kind of oath is more binding than the oath of heaven.

"Qi Lian, you should understand that we are definitely going to attack you and seal you up, offended!" King Shenwei burst into bright eyes, and said.

Patriarch Qi Lian didn't say much, he also understood that if the four kings didn't seal his magical power, they would definitely not be able to rest assured. There is no need to say more about this, he nodded silently, and placed his life and death in the hands of others. Being able to escape with one's life is already a kind of luck, so how can you be qualified to make other demands?
Shenwei King, Ice King, Tianluo King, Blast King, and the four kings shot at the same time, and the magic power around them was constantly surging, extremely powerful, golden divine power, white divine power, gray divine power, and cyan divine power, piercing straight into the sky , energy and blood poured into the heaven and earth like a dragon, and the strong men all around looked in the direction of Qilian Mountain with some doubts.

The Dharma seal was formed in their hands. Patriarch Qi Lian stood below with his head down, allowing the Dharma seal to sink into his body. He gradually felt that his magic power dissipated, and he frowned, but he could only endure it.

Ten days later, several figures flashed above the Qilian Mountains, each of which had an extremely powerful aura. They stared at the Qilian Mountains at the same time, their expressions changing for a long time.

A strong man in blue clothes with a bun on his head sighed, and said: "It seems that the ancients have made up their minds this time, but we need to make preparations!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure dissipated in the air, cut through the space, and left directly.

The few remaining strong men looked at each other, looking at the ruined Qilian Mountains. There was also endless bitterness flashing on their faces. They nodded at the same time, and their figures disappeared into the air in a flash.

(End of this chapter)