Hercules Walk

Chapter 374 Eight Divine Generals
"Is that meat really from the Immortal Emperor? The god who is high above and cannot be seen directly is made into a meal?"

This was a question that many ancient beings present had in mind, but no one dared to ask it.Because once the question is asked, it means that they believe that human beings may really kill the immortal emperor.

How miserable and ridiculous this is. Before that, the ancient creatures had always looked down on the human race. As a result, nearly forty ancestor kings died, but none of the human race was injured.

If the human race really killed and roasted an ancient emperor who was comparable to a god, wouldn't the previous actions of the Taikoo clan be a clown in the eyes of the human race, which made people laugh out loud?
Moreover, this style made some ancient creatures born in the royal family sound like a human demon in ancient times, because it was very similar to the style of the human demon in the records.

"hahahahhahahahaha……"

Suddenly, an immemorial creature let out a creepy laugh, and slapped his own Tianling Gai with his palm.

It was hard for him to accept this fact. The dead body was lying in the Yaochi Palace, and the scarlet blood light hurt the eyes of many ancient creatures.

The few pieces of meat placed in front of Wang Dali were so fragrant that many human leaders secretly swallowed their saliva.Several primordial creatures also had their throats throbbing, but each of them lowered their heads deeply, not daring to look at them, and forcibly suppressing their appetite.

Great Sage Huntuo is also one of them.Being closer, he could better appreciate the terrifying spirit contained in this palm-sized piece of meat.

Anyway, Huntuo thought that if his meat was made into a dish, it would definitely be inferior.

"The peace talks are coming to an end, why bother?"

Huntuo sighed, he felt that since he came to Yaochi, he seemed to be sighing all the time.

"Hmph, Yaochi Ten Thousand Clans Festival, our human beings who can make the decisions have come, but the people who can really make the decisions for your ancient and ten thousand races have not yet come. Could it be that the ancient races deceived me that there is no one in the human race?"

Wang Dali released his aura slightly, only targeting Huntuo.The great sage of the ancient clan immediately felt as if he was being suppressed by an ancient star, and he couldn't even raise his head.

"Only you, the great sage, is far from enough to represent the ancient peoples. If that's the case, then I have no choice but to use some special means to invite them over."

"You are, a... quasi-emperor?"

Great Sage Huntuo spat out six words with great difficulty, but just one sentence seemed to consume all the strength in his whole body, and a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead.

At the same time, Gu Tianshu, Gai Jiuyou, Crazy Taoist, Minty, Catherine, and Little Naughty six people in the hall were full of great sage aura.The leader of the human race, the ancestor king and the saint Wang Quan among the ancient creatures all knelt down, and only the great sage Huntuo still stood still, but he was also terrified in his heart.

It is not surprising that there are so many great saints in the human race, but how can there be so many great saints on the planet Beidou?

"Please, please invite your own adults to come. I think at least three or five quasi-emperors are needed."

After a few breaths, everyone withdrew the majestic aura of the Great Sage that could even change the celestial phenomena.As if they had received amnesty, nearly one tenth of the ancient creatures left Yaochi with pale faces and went back to report the news.

Even the top ancestor kings such as Jiulin King and Blood Phoenix King feel cautious, but they are the faces of their respective ancient royal families, and they must not back down.

……

The ancient mine in the early days is one of the seven forbidden areas of the Big Dipper.

Unlike other restricted areas, the self-defeating Supremes staying here are basically ancient emperors, there are at least seven or eight of them, and it is considered the most dangerous place in the restricted area.

At this time, several ancient emperors received news from the clan, and a group of supreme beings covered with chaotic energy gathered together.

The ancient emperor here basically knew who was who, so he simply spoke directly.

"Have you received all the news from the human race?"

"Ah."

The Qilin Emperor from Huolin Cave nodded.

"Is it the news that the Immortal Emperor was killed by humans and turned into barbecue?"

The Wanlong Emperor of Wanlong Nest chuckled disdainfully, with a cold light in his eyes.

"It's just the words of the family of the human race, do you also believe it?"

"That little fellow Huntuo witnessed it with his own eyes."

The ancient emperor of Xuehuang Mountain was wearing a shabby stone robe, and the pattern of deceiving the sky was engraved on the robe, densely packed.

"so what?"

The Supreme Lord of Light and Darkness shook his head, and his tone did not think highly of the Great Sage Huntuo.

"As long as a piece of poultry quasi-emperor meat weighing six or seven is enough to fool a little guy at the level of a great sage."

"But someone has to test it out."

The ancient emperor of the golden family had a gloomy face,
"My golden mace was taken by Wu Shizhong. I can sense that it is in the ancient emperor mountain, and there is a fallen spear next to it. My golden clan has already gone to an ancient great sage. At least I must get my golden mace back. "

"Then I will go to a quasi-emperor in Wanlong's Nest. I heard that there are many great saints gathered in the human race. I will let him try to kill a few."

The Wanlong Emperor ordered lightly.

"Let my nephew see what the human race used to pretend to be the undead emperor's flesh."

"Then I, Blood Phoenix Mountain, will also go to a quasi-emperor."

"I also go to Huolin Cave for a quasi-emperor"

"My Bright Clan is going to an ancient great sage!"

"I am going to the Demon Feather Clan..."

All the ancient emperors opened their mouths one after another, and quickly assembled a luxurious lineup of three quasi-emperors and six great saints.With this kind of strength, it is enough to wipe out a weaker ancient royal family.

……

On the sixth day of the Yaochi Ten Thousand Races Festival, a cloud of blood stretching thousands of miles arrived.

Everyone in Yaochi Hall could see that a dozen or so human monks in that direction were sucked into the blood cloud without any resistance.

Many human race leaders have expected: the coming is not good!
When the blood cloud approached, everyone realized that the one standing in the front was actually the emperor who left in despair a few days ago.

There are dozens of ancestor kings around him, less than half of them are saint kings.On the ancient chariot pulled by eight saint-level fierce beasts, there are two great saints standing.

They are menacing, and the turbulent and majestic energy around them can even swallow the sky and smash the earth, overwhelming Yaochi, like the sky is falling.

An ancestor king with a silver halo at the back of his head stood with a small black pagoda on his head, standing still in front of the holy land of Yaochi, and the sound of coldness and slaying spread throughout the place for thousands of miles.

"The eight god generals under the command of the Immortal Emperor, are ordered by the Emperor to destroy Yaochi today!"

He activated the small tower above his head, and a black aurora shot out from it.This aurora tore through the void, leaving behind a fine track of spatial cracks, heading straight for the plaque of 'Nantianmen' in Yaochi.

"How brave!"

Yang Yixiu's eyes widened, she was extremely angry.She urged the sub-towers of the Western Emperor Tower in her hands, and a ray of chaotic air hung down, blocking the black aurora emitted by the small tower.

At the same time, another ray of chaotic energy swept out, intending to kill the ancestor king.

But a little black dragon with blood red eyes flew out of the small black tower.His scales were shining with black brilliance, and he bared his teeth and claws, and collided with the chaotic energy without any timidity, eating half of the chaotic energy directly, and the other half was blocked by the rippling black light around it.

Gai Jiuyou squinted his eyes and recognized the origin of the small black tower.

"This is a small pagoda made of black gold with dragon patterns mixed with the next-level black dragon iron. It should be the handwriting of Emperor Zhun. If you don't use the real power of the West Emperor Pagoda, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill that ancestor king!"

(End of this chapter)