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Isn't there almost no saints in the human race? How can a turtle be so powerful, it makes people hairy!

In the sky, the tortoise was serious and said seriously: "Remember, I am the great Xuanwu."

People could still laugh just now, but now they don't have that kind of mood at all. A generation of ancestor kings have been blown up, who can mess with this turtle?

"How could the barbarians have such a powerful holy tortoise?!" The emperor muttered to himself, the nine divine rings behind his head were dazzling, and he frowned.

"Prince keep your voice down." The two ancient kings said, they realized that this tortoise is very difficult to mess with.

In the Yao Chi, there were colorful fallen flowers, and in an ancient forest, crystal petals kept falling. Ye Fan toasted the barbarian chief and the old barbarian king to express his gratitude.

In the pure land, many people were drinking together, feeling comfortable. The mighty Dragon Head Ancient King was maimed by a turtle and then deposed, which made people feel very relieved.

The sound of the zither ding-dong, in the ancient wood forest, on the shore of the Ming Lake, the auspicious light is lingering, the mist is steaming, and the birds are coming to the pilgrimage, all is peaceful.

All the tribes in the ancient times had gloomy faces. An ancient king was killed in public, which made them feel like a big stone in their hearts, which made them very uncomfortable.

The conference is finally about to start, and tomorrow morning is the real day, but everything is so peaceful that many people feel uneasy.

Finally, when the red sun was falling to the west, there was a breath of star field reversal from outside the pure land. No one came in, but it made everyone fear.

The coercion of the ancient saints is overwhelming!

"when……"

The divine bell is melodious and keeps ringing, and everyone has to go to greet the arrival of a great person.

Just on the horizon, several figures slowly approached, each tall and majestic, like a few magic mountains, trying to crush the eternal blue sky.

They walked very slowly, but they were quite intimidating. Each of them seemed to have gone through countless calamities, and their bodies were combined with the heaven and earth, and blended into the Tao.

Seven people!

There are seven ancient saints in full!

They came hand in hand, walked together, the earth almost sank, all kinds of brilliance descended from the sky, and the sky sounded endlessly, as if they were singing for them.

This is the wonder produced by the seven ancient saint-level powerhouses, recognized by heaven and earth, and sent them various auspicious omens. Each of them is in charge of a unique god.

Seven ancient saints, such strong men appearing at the same time, just thinking about it makes people tremble.

On the horizon, flooded by a blazing light, seven tall figures approached, each of them was dyed with a layer of golden brilliance.

All living beings are trembling and in awe. This is the existence of a saint, and it takes a lifetime to look up to.

The eyes of all the monks are fiery. It would be great if this is a saint of the human race. There are seven of them on stage, how shocking it is!

However, as the footsteps approached, all human monks were like cold water splashing on their heads, and each saint had a different appearance, with obvious characteristics of the ancient race.

Although I had a premonition, I still couldn't help being deeply disappointed. How could the human race come to seven ancient saints all at once to shock all races.

Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness. How could such ancient ministries fight against it? With such a few ancient kings walking hand in hand at once, people would be suffocated.

Xuanwu, the patron saint of the barbarians, is indeed very strong, but he cannot stand alone. There are so many from various tribes in the ancient times, and this is not all, the disparity is too great.

At this time, the outside of the Yaochi was peaceful, there was no life, there was no sound, no one could speak.

If it weren't for the fact that many people believed that the Great Emperor Wushi was still alive, this would definitely be a hopeless world, with no hope at all.

It is very difficult for the human race to find a saint, but there are a group of ancestor kings sitting in the ancient tribes, the difference is too great, and it is impossible to compete.

Bathed in the rays of the sun, their bodies were inlaid with gold rims. They walked step by step, with different appearances. Some had human heads and phoenix bodies, some had human unicorn heads, some had 36 pairs of divine wings on their backs, and some were exactly the same as human beings.

Obviously, they are not from the same clan, but they have one thing in common, that is, they don't believe that Emperor Wushi is still alive, and they come here to "ask for an explanation" just like the ancient king Longshou.

Who can stop the seven saint-level existences?A holy tortoise is definitely not enough, this is a monstrous force that can destroy all opponents!

"The alliance of the seven royal families..." Ye Fan gasped. There was still a belief in other people's hearts that Wushi was still alive, but he knew the truth very well, and his whole body was cold at this moment.

Who can stop it?This is the beginning.

The seven ancient kings restrained their coercion, and they were not as indomitable as the ancestor king of Longshou, oppressing all tribes to kneel down, but they were very cold, more indifferent and ruthless, standing outside the Yaochi like Qidu Mountain.

"The grand meeting of Yaochi is about to begin, and the seven ancestor kings will come, making this meeting glorious and grand." Someone spoke up, complimenting in disguise.

"Please invite one of the seven seniors." The leader of the human race said, although he was hostile in his heart, he had to treat him respectfully.

However, the seven ancient kings stood outside the Yaochi, as if they didn't hear it, they didn't pay attention at all, their faces were as cold as ice.

"The arrival of the ancient kings will make the conference colorful and colorful. Congratulations, please drive into Yaochi." Several human leaders spoke again.

However, they were still ignoring, the seven ancient kings didn't even look at them, and didn't respond, treating them as air.

Several human race leaders bowed and saluted there, and froze all of a sudden. This was not humiliation, but indifferent ignorance.

The other human monks also felt cold all over, feeling the gap between heaven and earth.

These seven ancient kings didn't look at them at all, their eyes were full of vicissitudes, and there was a cold chill, as if they were facing a group of ants without a common language.

He didn't deliberately despise them, but this kind of vision from a different world and the gesture of ignoring them made people feel colder.

Ants and dragons have no intersection!

This is the feeling of everyone. They are separated in two worlds, so they are ignored, and they are powerless even if they want to be angry. This is an inexplicable sadness.

The Dragon Head Patriarch King who was beaten to death was arrogant and impetuous, making people afraid, but hard to respect and fear.

But these seven ancient kings were different. They were extremely indifferent. They didn't say a word, but they were even more frightening. They ignored the human race present. This kind of indifference came from the contempt in their hearts, which was even more terrifying.

"I have seen several ancestor kings." The emperor stepped forward to salute.

Until this time, the seven people nodded, but they still didn't say anything, standing outside the fairyland like seven magic mountains.

"It's such a grand gesture. The seven ancient kings descended together. If you are here to participate in the grand event in Yaochi, why don't you come in?" The black turtle appeared with a solemn expression.

"What kind of event is this? Is there anyone here who can sit with us and talk about the future structure of the world and the development prospects of various ethnic groups?"

Finally, an ancient king spoke with incomparable indifference, and his words showed his mentality, that is, he didn't pay attention to the human race present at all.

"It's really a cruel law, the weak eat the strong, you really don't want to enter the fairyland when you come here?" Hei Gui said.

"Can you find someone who is equal to us?" Another ancient king said ruthlessly, and the others seemed to be frozen.

Still cold, still indifferent, he didn't even glance at the human race present, as if he was facing a group of insignificant ants.

People can't even get angry, some are just sad, the gap in strength is too big, these seven ancient kings are not showing off their power, but everything comes from their heart, and they ignore them instinctively.

"Did you kill the ants and insects as well as me?" Hei Gui asked in a deep voice, his expression turned cold.