Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 391

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" The human race was also not to be outdone, and powerful saint auras also shot up into the sky. Although they were slightly inferior to the ancient race in number, the gap was not that big, and even their combat power at the great saint level , instead overwhelmed the ancients.

"Let's go, let's go, here is the battlefield of saints, we can't get involved." Sensing the aura of a large number of saints, Ye Fan and others were also shocked, and a heavenly prince was alarmed With so many saints of the ancient clan, one could imagine that there would be an unimaginable battle in the future.

The big black dog quickly opened the prepared teleportation array, and with a flash of light, all of them left quickly.

Ye Fan and the others went away, but the southern region and the central region were noisy, the sky was pierced, and the outside world was in chaos, almost boiling.

The saints of the ancient clan were extremely angry, especially the eight generals under the command of the immortal emperor. For them, the death of the emperor was like the sky falling. They had no way to protect the gods. Sons, they are sinners of all ages.

Many people gasped and tightened their power one by one. The death of Tian-Prince was a shock, and they didn't want to touch the ancient clan who was furious now.

The ancient royal families such as Xuehuang Mountain, Huolin Cave, and Shencanling were all in a daze for a while. The emperor led so many people to chase and kill Ye Fan, but they were killed. It was really shocking.

Many saints of the ancient clan couldn't help roaring, and their majestic energy and blood quickly approached Zhenxian City, "Human race, you must give us an explanation, hand over the holy body Ye Fan, and if the culprit is not revealed, the world will be washed with blood! "

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building, and the whole Beidou is oppressive and extremely dull. This is a difficult atmosphere, the calm before the storm.

But at this moment, a majestic aura shot up into the sky, as if a giant standing in the starry sky had awakened.He is as mighty as the ruler of heaven and earth, looking down at the whole Big Dipper with a cold expression, looking at the many saints of the ancient clan, "Is the ancient clan going to start a big war with my human clan?"

Zheng Rui looked indifferent and ruthless, "If it is, then let's do it!"

Seeing the appearance of Zheng Rui's figure, the expressions of many saints and powerhouses of the ancient clan changed. This is a great saint, and he was also the top saint who won the victory with one against four ten years ago.

Such a strong man can be said to be invincible under the Emperor Zhun. Even if it wasn't for the Emperor Zhun of the Gu Clan who could suppress him, I am afraid that many great saints of the Gu Clan would have been killed by this person more than ten years ago. Thinking of this, the hearts of many ancient strong men felt as if a pot of cold water had been poured on them.

"The great sage of the human race." One of the eight generals gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of anger and said, "The holy body of the human race killed the son of the gods of our race. He is the only blood of the emperor. The human race must hand him over. Let him apologise with death."

"What does the god's son of your ancient clan have anything to do with my human race? A son of a god was slaughtered. I would be ashamed of your ancient clan if I said such a thing. You are still spreading it here and there, tsk tsk tsk! It's like you're afraid that we won't Knowing this matter is the same." Zheng Rui's mocking voice echoed on Beidou.

After hearing this, many powerhouses couldn't help laughing. The ancient clan clearly planned to take advantage of the situation to suppress the human race, so that they could kill Ye Fan smoothly.

But according to what Zheng Rui said, they are completely spreading the news that the prince was beaten to death by the human race. How can people not help laughing out loud!
"You?" The patriarch king among the eight generals gritted his teeth, "Although your Excellency is a great sage, the heavenly prince is the direct descendant of the immortal heavenly emperor. Do you know the consequences of killing him. Once my family truly The Eight Gods will be revived, and the entire Beidou must be bloodbathed, and everyone in your human race will be buried with him."

"So what?" Zheng Rui's flat voice sounded, "I will soon become the quasi-emperor, and when I also become the quasi-emperor, I will definitely ask the eight gods in your mouth for advice. I just don't know. , How many of your eight generals are left, except for the one who ranks first, the others are enough for me to kill."

All the people in the ancient clan changed their expressions. They all knew that Zheng Rui was terrible. He almost killed four great saints with one against four in the realm of great saints. Emperor soldiers.

Ten emperor soldiers were revived by ten quasi-emperor powerhouses. Such a horrible thing makes one's scalp tingle just thinking about it. When a great emperor comes, I'm afraid they will frown.

Although each of the eight divine generals of the ancient clan was a quasi-emperor powerhouse, several of them had fallen in ancient times, and now there are only ordinary ones left.

There were only four of them, but there were ten of them on the other side, and each of them was armed with an imperial weapon. They could completely beat up the eight generals in turn, and they had no fear at all.

"So, the human race is going to cover up the Eucharist?" the patriarch of the Eight Divine Generals said sternly.

Zheng Rui glanced at him lightly. With this glance, the ancestor of the Eight Divine Generals flew away directly, coughing blood continuously in his mouth, and his breath was weak.

"An ant, when did you have the right to talk to me like this?" He said with disdain, and then looked behind many saints of the ancient race, "The saints of my human race did not interfere with this matter, God -The prince was slaughtered, he deserved it, my human race did not violate the original promise."

As he said that, he glanced coldly at the saints of the ancient clan, "So, I also hope that the saints of your ancient clan can keep themselves safe and stay at home honestly. Otherwise, I don't mind bringing five pieces of imperial weapons , go to your ancestral land."

The faces of the saints of the ancient clan changed drastically, and they took five pieces of imperial soldiers to their ancestral land, fearing that their ancestral land would be turned into flat ground when they came back.

No one would doubt whether the power generated by the five imperial soldiers could level their ancestral land, unless their race had a quasi-emperor in command.

"Since everyone doesn't want me to take action, let's go away!" Zheng Rui said flatly, "We will not interfere with matters under the saints. If someone under the saints of your ancient clan can kill Ye Fan, the saint, we will kill Ye Fan." I won't seek revenge, but if the sage makes a move, it's breaking the rules."

"Don't blame me when the time comes, and slaughter the entire ancient clan." Zheng Rui let out part of his aura, and the terrifying coercion caused all the saints of the ancient clan to change their expressions drastically.

Especially those great saints at the back, all of them had ugly faces.They found that this person's strength has improved a lot compared to ten years ago, and he has faintly touched the peak of the Great Sage. This kind of cultivation speed is too amazing.

"The quasi-emperor of the ancient clan will not come out. No one is my opponent. Even if all your great saints come together, it will be useless." Zheng Rui turned and left without paying attention to them at all. When you don't have the strength to destroy it, it's better to follow it, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear."

(End of this chapter)