The emperor who covers the sky spares his life

Chapter 277 My Disciple
At the moment when the ancient ancestor king was about to catch up with them, the gate of the realm opened wide, and Gu Xiaofan and the big black dog rushed out.

However, Gu Xiaofan did not enter the real world, but was swept by a divine light and disappeared in place.

"I didn't expect this dead dog to keep a hand. I wronged him just now..."

Gu Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the ancestor king of the ancient times did not catch up for the time being.

But at this moment, the big black dog is staring at the void with dumbfounded, it is not it who sent Gu Xiaofan away, but someone else.

The ancient ancestor king rushed out and glanced at the big black dog: "Where's that human boy?"

Before the big black dog could answer, a magnetic voice sounded next to his ears: "I sent you away."

The big black dog heard the prestige and looked around, only to find a man in a large black robe standing in the air, making it impossible to see through.

"Who are you?" Taikoo Patriarch asked with a frown, he also couldn't see through the black robe.

"The number one bandit in the Northern Territory, the human race," replied the old man.

"It turns out to be a Taoist friend of the human race," the Patriarch King Taigu was a little apprehensive, but he still asked, "Do you know who I am, a fellow Taoist?"

"I know," Old Immortal said indifferently, "You are the descendant of the eight generals, the son of the Immortal Emperor."

"Since Fellow Daoist knows who I am, why do you want to save that human boy? You must know that he is the one named by the Son of God to kill."

The ancestor king of the ancient times showed displeasure, and the old and immortal came prepared.

"He is my disciple," the old immortal smiled proudly.

"So you are doing the right thing with us on purpose," the Patriarch King Taikoo's expression immediately darkened.

He is a descendant of the eight generals, and his status is much higher than that of the human race.

In the ancient times, even the saints of the human race had to bow their heads in front of him.

"A disciple is hunted down, there is no reason for a master to stand by and watch," the old man cast a glance at the Taikoo Patriarch.

"Then do you know that your disciple has offended the son of the gods?" the ancient ancestor king asked.

"If he is really the son of the gods, how could he be offended? What's more, my disciple is not a good one," the old immortal pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist deliberately opposed us?" The ancient ancestor king sneered, and the other two ancient kings were already nearby.

No matter how you look at it, the three ancient kings are sure to win against a human saint.

Seeing that the two saint-level beings were about to fight, the big black dog panicked.

Although its cultivation has recovered, a saint can crush it to death with one finger.

It thought for a while, and said cheekily: "Gu Xiaofan and I are life-and-death friends, please send me away too..."

"Neither of you two can leave today," said the ancient king with eyes like knives.

As soon as his words fell, the void fluctuated, and two other ancient kings walked out.

"That's right, offending the Son of God, there is only one way to die," another ancient king strode forward, very tough.

"The younger generation is fighting for supremacy, and the strength is not good enough. He deserves to be humiliated. As an ancient king, it is too shameless to interfere in the fight between the younger generation."

"Shameless? In this world, the weak are prey to the strong. If your human race has more than a dozen saints, we wouldn't dare to fight easily," the first ancient king sneered.

"It's a pity that in the huge human race, only you, a saint, has appeared so far. It's not as good as it was in the ancient times. It's really disappointing."

"The human race has owned this land for millions of years, but they still have to kneel at the feet of the strong race. The mud cannot support the wall."

The other two ancestor kings spoke one after another, mocking and ridiculing the human race in various ways.

"The frog at the bottom of the well," the old immortal didn't say much.

"Weak people have no status at all. If you feel uncomfortable, you can beat the three of us to prove that even if there is only one saint in the human race, they are not weak."

The first ancient king challenged the old and immortal, and it was three against one.

Gu Xiaofan himself didn't expect that his words would become a prophecy, his master really wanted to hit three with one.

"Since that's the case, let's use our fists to speak," said the old man calmly.

Seeing that the four saint-level beings were about to fight, the big black dog panicked.

When the big fish fight, the shrimp suffers, it is the small shrimp.

"Senior, Ben... Is this junior a bit of an eyesore here, why don't you make a fuss..."

"It turned out to be you, a dog demon. You really have nowhere to find it. It didn't take much effort to get here."

These three ancient kings were imprisoned by Emperor Wushi to guard the gate, and they recognized the big black dog as the dog that had followed Emperor Wushi.

"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?" the big black dog asked knowingly.

"I have been punished by heaven for offending the gods without beginning, but I didn't expect this dog demon to survive," another ancient king also recognized the big black dog.

"Wang! What are you talking nonsense, the Immortal Emperor has done all kinds of bad things, so he was punished by God..."

For the big black dog, Wu Shi Da Di is its belief and everything to it.

It's okay to scold it, but it's not okay to say that Emperor Wushi is not.

The ancient king naturally didn't bother arguing with a bald-tailed dog, and directly killed it.

A ray of holy power is enough to knock the current big black dog into ashes!

The old immortal shot to dissolve all the holy power, but let the ordinary power hit the big black dog.

"Ouch..."

The big black dog screamed. Although the old man lost most of his strength, it was still a blow from a saint.

It was sent flying more than ten miles away, covered in blood, and suffered serious injuries.

Fortunately, these injuries were not enough to kill it. After howling a few times, it spit out a chessboard, opened the domain gate, and left across the void.

"Wang! You three bastards, I will definitely come back again..."

The threat of the big black dog was ignored by the three ancient kings. After all, how could the elephant care if the ants hated it or not.

They all stared at the old and immortal, and a big battle broke out in the blink of an eye.

It has to be said that, as the descendants of the eight generals, they are all very powerful. They have been sanctified for many years before they were sealed into the source of God, and they are far stronger than ordinary ancestor kings of the ancient times.

But the old immortal can be sanctified in the most unlikely age, which is even more powerful.

With one against three, without losing the wind, they fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, and the three ancient kings roared again and again.

"You are indeed strong, but you haven't gone far on the path of a saint. Defeat is only a matter of time!"

Furui Wubo: "Really? If that's the case, would you still say that?"

"You are stronger than we expected, but you alone can't reverse any situation, the human race can only be a weak race!"

An ancient king yelled, intentionally disturbing the old immortal's mood, distracting him and opening up his loopholes.

The old man was unmoved: "You have been banned for too long, you are already a frog at the bottom of a well!"

After another hundred rounds of fierce fighting, the old immortal withdrew from the battlefield and fled away with one blow.

"Don't chase after the poor," said the ancient king with the most sensitive spiritual sense, the old immortal's fighting power made him startled.

(End of this chapter)