Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 212 Who dares to bully our human race!

Compared with the horror of the three ancient royal families above the magic cloud, everyone in Kunlun City seemed extremely excited.

That kind of aura is definitely not from the ten thousand races in human form, it must be the blood of the monks of the human race.

No one thought that at the critical moment, a powerful person belonging to the human race came and reversed their mortal situation.

Immediately, everyone couldn't help thinking excitedly that even among today's ten thousand races, great saints are rare, and quasi-emperors have never been heard of.

There is such a strong human race who is at least the quasi-emperor, who else would dare to bully the human race wantonly?

And the most surprised ones were naturally the people of Kunlun Sect.

It's not like they didn't have high expectations for this mysterious young man from the ancient star where their ancestors lived.

However, he never expected that he would be a powerful man who could take down the ancient emperor's soldiers with his bare hands, which is really shocking.

In the arena, the golden light and the green golden fairy light exploded. The golden mace and the god refining pot felt the disregard from the young man in front of them, as if they were being irritated. One-hit attack.

However, seeing this, Zhou Luo just slapped his backhand casually.

"when--"

The ordinary palm touched the body of the imperial soldier again, but the result was shocking.

The golden mace and the alchemy pot let out a whine at the same time, flew upside down, and were smashed into the void, causing chaos to overflow.

Even, an absurd idea emerged in everyone's mind, this ancient imperial soldier, wouldn't it be...broken, right?

"how is this possible!?"

Seeing this shocking picture, the three royal families in the cloud were all dumbfounded.

Previously, it was not that no one had taken over the ancient imperial soldiers with bare hands.

The highest level of cultivation is one aspect, what is more needed is the support of the physical body, and those amazingly talented and gorgeous people will leave as soon as they touch it, how can anyone dare to slap the ancient imperial soldiers away with a single palm?Simply unheard of!

"Is it really... a living emperor?" Among the children of the three clans behind, someone trembled and couldn't help whispering.

"Impossible!" The ancient golden king in front shouted.

However, after such a commotion, several ancient kings also calmed down.

The Emperor of the Underworld of the underworld has just been incarnated for 1 years, and he has never heard of anyone proving the truth, and that person looks full of blood, and he doesn't look like an old strong man who has been sealed since ancient times...

"That's right, it must be because the ancient imperial soldiers haven't fully recovered!" The ancient kings of several major royal families responded and comforted.

In order to really revive the imperial soldiers and strike a blow comparable to the ancient emperor, what is needed is a huge amount of divine power, even the great sage cannot afford it.

Therefore, generally just activating it, showing that kind of power, overflowing with strands of ancient imperial aura is enough to deter the heroes.

Hearing this, the general shrouded in black robes was silent.

After making a judgment, several powerful members of the royal family sat cross-legged, recited the fairy scriptures created by the ancestors, set up a unique formation, and called for the departing ancient imperial soldiers with the help of blood.

"boom!"

The golden fairy light and the feathered blue light entangled, flew out of the chaos, and sank into the magic cloud.

Seeing this, the two royal families couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the ancient emperor's soldiers were safe, and that man was by no means as strong as they imagined.

Seeing that the ancient imperial soldiers flew back and seemed to have no intention of attacking again in a short time, Zhou Luo withdrew his gaze, and immediately landed on the top of Kunlun City calmly.

"Pre... Senior!"

The Kunlun sect gathered around, their expressions respectful but complicated.

This young man from the real ancient star where Kunlun Mountain is actually able to pick up the ancient emperor's soldiers with his bare hands.

Could it be that he is really the Kunlun Holy Emperor?

Such thoughts surfaced in everyone's minds, but they immediately shook their heads in denial.

How can it be!

From ancient times to the present, no one can escape the reckoning of time.As everyone knows, so many ancient emperors who were invincible in the universe and ruled the world, were all lost in the years?
Not to mention the legendary existence more than 50 years ago?

Just when everyone was thinking about it, a buzzing sound came, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

I saw that the Kunlun Divine Mirror groaned softly, fell from a high altitude, and hung above Zhou Luo's head, accompanied by fluctuations of spiritual thoughts full of joy.

Everyone's eyes moved to the Kunlun mirror involuntarily, feeling excited.

Everyone in the Kunlun Sect naturally knows that the real body of the Kunlun Mirror is definitely not a weapon of the Great Sage.Otherwise, they would not be able to use it against the enemy.

In addition to being able to gather the power of belief in the human race, it also comes from the hands of the mysterious Kunlun gods. The Great Saint Soldier is only an appearance, but it is actually the supreme quasi-emperor weapon.

However, what even the Kunlun Sect members don't know is that the Kunlun mirror contains a complete Jidao divine pattern.

Could it be that it was really written by a holy emperor?

"Thank you senior!"

In any case, everyone could not be saved without Zhou Luo's righteous action.

Therefore, under the leadership of the head teacher Kunlun, all the surviving human races in the city of God saluted him.

Just when Zhou Luo raised his hand to stop everyone, he suddenly had a feeling.

A powerful gaze came from within the pitch-black demonic cloud, making him feel as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast.

Zhou Luo raised his head indifferently and smiled provocatively.

"boom!"

The golden mace tore apart the sky, bursting with millions of rays of light, and the avenue roared.

"Whoa!"

The pot of refining the gods is sprayed with rich colors, and the light of green gold is transpiring and shining brightly.

"Jingle Bell!"

A large purple dragon shook its head and tail, its aura was steaming, and upon closer inspection, it was actually composed of countless purple-gold divine bells.

This is the ancient imperial soldier of Wanlong's Nest, who had not participated in the attack before, and only appeared in everyone's field of vision at this time.

The three ancient imperial soldiers join forces!
This is not a passive play before, but a few major royal families recite the fairy scriptures, communicate the power of blood, and truly awaken the sleeping gods in it.

The fairy light here is seething, as if it illuminates the past, present, and future, and the mysterious power of chaotic time and space is surging.

At the same time, three huge dharma images appeared behind the emperor's soldiers, like the real ancient emperor in the legend who is coming to the world again, and all living beings need to worship him.

It is rare in ancient times, and the resurrection of three extreme weapons is only for one person. I am afraid that only the legendary Emperor Zun in the last years of mythology has this kind of treatment.

Whether it is the ancient royal family or the human race on the ground, they all firmly believe that without enlightenment, absolutely no one can resist the blow from the three ancient emperors.

Faced with such a sure-to-kill situation, Zhou Luo only smiled slightly, and immediately slapped it out with one palm.

Madness!

The three imperial soldiers on the opposite side also seemed to be enraged, for this obviously unproven human race dared to be so arrogant.

The three imperial soldiers were furious at the same time, made a loud noise, and suppressed them together!

Just when everyone thought that in the next instant, Zhou Luo would be hit by three ancient imperial soldiers and be turned into ashes.

A shout of anger came from the sky, accompanied by the sound of bells echoing like a sea of ​​smoke:
"Who dares to bully my human race!"

Even Zhou Luo couldn't help but stare at the sky.

I saw a mighty middle-aged man wearing a sky crown and a purple imperial robe coming across the sky.

He held a magical weapon in his hand, and the sky was full of green clouds.With a slight sway, a clear bell rang, shaking the entire land of Zhongzhou, instantly turning the power of the three ancient imperial soldiers into nothingness.

The same thought emerged in the minds of everyone present:

East Emperor Bell!
　fourth later

　
(End of this chapter)