Ancient Gods

A trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the divine fortune teller, and he stared at Feng Rukong again and again. He always felt that Feng Rukong was very wrong, but he could not see anything for a while.

Because he could not feel Feng Rukong's cultivation. It was not because Feng Rukong was too strong that he could not sense it, but Feng Rukong was just like an ordinary person without cultivation.

But Feng Rukong still exuded the aura of a strong man. Just now, he made a move and crushed a strong man who was above the realm of creation.

The sword master looked at Feng Rukong, frowned slightly, and then made a move. He stretched out two fingers and pointed forward. The sword hanging beside him moved in an instant, accompanied by a burst of sword intent, and the sword turned into a flash of lightning and shot towards a strong man of the ancient race.

The speed was so fast that it was astonishing. With a splash of blood, the sword instantly pierced through the body of the strong man of the ancient race, bringing out a string of dazzling blood beads.

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When the sword came out, the Sword Saint's temperament changed drastically, and the breath emanating from his body was indescribably sharp. Then, his figure flashed, and his body shot out like a sharp sword, and shot through the body of the ancient race strongman again.

"Puff..."

The broken limbs and arms flew across, accompanied by a large amount of blood splashing, and the body of the ancient race strongman was torn into pieces.

This scene was undoubtedly extremely shocking. Two human race strongmen took action in succession, and they both crushed the strongmen of the ancient race. Before, Feng Rukong's realm was unclear, which was still easier to accept, but the Sword Saint's own realm seemed to be far inferior to the ancient race present, but his combat power was so terrifying.

"Today I know that Buddha is not Buddha, and demon is not demon!"

The old monk who was sweeping the floor standing on the golden lotus spoke, and the sound waves spread out, and the chanting of Zen filled the sky, as if countless people were chanting here. Although the sound waves were ethereal, it felt like it was ringing throughout the world.

Behind the golden lotus, a faint shadow emerged, and it seemed that there was an extra round of scorching sun in the sky. A huge Buddha shadow slowly condensed out, and the golden Buddha light shone in all directions. Although it was not a coercive force, it made the ancient race strongmen change color.

"Ding..."

A faint bell sounded, shaking the world, like the trembling of an ancient bell from the Buddhist sect. A strong man of the ancient race changed his face, and then his body exploded on the spot, directly shattering into a bloody mist.

"Suppress the demon!"

The old monk who was sweeping the floor spoke. Although his face was old and he was trembling in the golden lotus, the coercion he exuded was extremely shocking. A strong man of the ancient race was shattered on the spot, but he had a compassionate look on his face.

Even Mo Yang, whose consciousness was a little fuzzy, shuddered all over when he heard the faint bell sound, and his consciousness became clearer instantly.

"Hurry up and kill all these damn ants!" A member of the ancient race roared at this time.

In an instant, the ancient races took action one after another. The development of the situation had exceeded their expectations. They came here only to kill Mo Yang, but who would have thought that several human race strongmen would come, and everyone was so strong.

Seeing this, the divine fortune teller also took action, raised his hand and pushed forward, the void collapsed, and a palm force surged out, directly pulling out the two ancient race strongmen who were rushing towards them. After flying dozens of feet, their bodies collapsed one after another.

Standing in the back, Mo Yang, who had not said anything, now had a violent ups and downs on his body. He let out a low roar and killed out, as if he was completely crazy. When he raised his hand, several imperial texts were printed one after another.

A terrifying melee broke out instantly. Although the number of ancient race warriors present far exceeded that of human race warriors, the battle was one-sided from the beginning.

The sword master held the sword in his hand and directly condensed a sword formation with the sword intent on the spot. Two ancient race warriors were trapped in it and their bodies were blasted to pieces one after another.

The cultivation of the divine fortune teller was already unfathomable. Facing the ancient race warriors who came today, he had no pressure at all. In just a few breaths, a ancient race warrior was killed by him, and his soul power was shattered by his secret technique, leaving only a complete body falling to the ground.

Feng Rukong was equally terrifying. Facing the three ancient race warriors, two figures rushed out of his body one after another. They were not incarnations, but exactly the same as the original body. Together with the original body, a total of three figures fought against the three ancient race warriors. When they raised their hands, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The movement here was unprecedentedly shocking. In addition, a blood light in the deep sky had been condensing and not dispersing, and the ancient race warriors were descending one after another in the distance.

Just looking at the battlefields in the sky, the powerful ancient races who arrived were all shocked and did not dare to rush up rashly.

Although the battle was extremely fierce and there were many ancient races involved, it ended very quickly. The whole battle process was only a stick of incense, and it was almost over.

Shen Suanzi killed two ancient races first, and Feng Rukong ended the battle soon after. Then the three figures merged together again.

Shen Suanzi had been staring at Feng Rukong and couldn't help but say, "You actually practiced the legendary three..."

But he didn't say it, and it can be seen that Shen Suanzi was also shocked. He obviously saw the secret of Feng Rukong.

"No wonder... So that's it, you really hide it deeply!"

After the shock, he showed a hint of understanding on his face and said this.

Feng Rukong raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, then smiled faintly and said, "You are not bad either. I never thought you were so strong!"

On the other side, accompanied by a mighty sword intent, the sword saint's hair was flying wildly, holding a sword in one hand, and chopped off the head of an ancient race with a sword. A large amount of blood fell from the sky, and the scene was extremely horrifying...

Under the impact of the terrifying sword intent, the soul power of the ancient race was shattered, and the blood-stained head looked hideous. At this time, the spirit in his eyes had not completely faded, with a trace of unwillingness...

On the other side, Mo Yang also killed two ancient races in succession. He was in a very bad state. The backlash of the fusion star master's battle bone had already appeared. Although he killed two powerful enemies with force, his clothes were soaked with golden battle blood, and the cracks on his face were like spider webs. The whole person seemed to be broken at any time.

Although his consciousness was close to collapse, he still retained a trace of rationality, and at the last moment he actually escaped into the Star Emperor Tower.

On the other side of the battlefield, golden Buddha light shone in all directions. The old monk who was sweeping the floor stepped on the golden lotus and used a thousand-faced Buddha hand to crush the ancient race strongman who was fighting with him. Then he moved his hands and evolved a pagoda to suppress it, and then he used all his strength to wipe it out...