Chapter 1588 The Ancestors Bleed (Four More)

"I'll just say it!"

The little fat man slapped his thigh and said, "The Xuanji Palace holds a ten thousand clan meeting, how can there be no ancestor to guard it!"

Many cultivators looked excited when they saw the arrival of the seventeen Mahayana ancestors.

Only Ye Ling frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "These ancestors are too weak to stop the fierce clan."

"Anyway, no matter how weak it is, there are as many as seventeen! How can I support it for a while." Linghu shook his big head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meet your ancestors!"

The Palace Master of Xuanji Palace and many cultivators hurried forward and bowed in salute.

The seventeen Mahayana ancestors looked at everyone in the Xuanji Palace and nodded slightly.

The person in the lead held a whisk, his face was a little pale, it was he who shot and blocked the sword of the ancestor of Shenyu!

"There is no glory below."

This Mahayana ancestor clasped his fists slightly towards the four ancestors of the fierce clan, including the ancestor Shenyu, and said solemnly: "The ten thousand clans are gathered together, I don't know why the six major fierce clans want to kill!"

"Ha ha."

Ancestor Shenyu smiled lightly and said, "I am a member of the fierce clan. If I want to kill, I will kill. There is no reason."

Hearing this sentence, the seventeen Mahayana ancestors all sank and showed anger.

After a short pause, the ancestor Shenyu said again: "However, if you want to talk about the reason, it is not without. Before the Ten Thousand Clan Conference started, so many people have died from my six fierce clans, and we naturally have to escape to justice."

Ancestor Wuhua frowned slightly and said: "The younger generations of all ethnic groups are too sharp, and it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts. Just now, in this battle, many cultivators of my human race have also fallen."

"Why don't you sit down for the time being, let go of your talents, and the Ten Thousand Clan Conference will be held as normal."

"fart!"

Jin Yan looked at the ancestor Wuhua coldly, and scolded directly: "My Jinwu clan, the two princes died, if you say let go, let it go, what kind of thing are you!"

Ancestor Wuhua's face was as deep as water, he gritted his teeth slightly, and did not reply.

"good!"

Old Ancestor Wu Tian also nodded slightly and said, "My six major fierce races, every life is extremely precious, how can you be compared with human races."

Ancestor Wuhua was silent for a while, and said: "So, the six fierce races just don't want to talk to the human race at all?"

"You can talk if you want."

Ancestor Cang Ming pointed to the fortune-telling green lotus not far away, and said, "Your Human Race's Desolate Martial Artist has killed too many of our clansmen! You kill Desolate Martial Artist first to show your sincerity, and then we will consider whether we want to negotiate peace!"

"no!"

Ancestor Wuhua didn't even think about it, he just refused!

"That's nothing to talk about."

Ancestor Cang Ming's face also sank, and he said coldly, "This desolate martial art, my clan will definitely kill it!"

The Mahayana ancestors present were not speculative, the atmosphere changed, and the swords were drawn!

"Protect Huangwu, don't let him make a mistake!"

Ancestor Wuhua waved his hand and ordered, with a decisive tone!

"Ha ha!"

Ancestor Shenyu chuckled and said, "You are too weak! The seventeen Mahayana ancestors, even if they are the strongest, are only in the middle stage of the Mahayana. You alone want to stop the four of us? "

"kill!"

Jin Yan shouted sharply, and immediately transformed into his main body form, raised his voice to the sky, and on the huge figure, a raging golden flame was burning, and he rushed towards Wuhua Ancestor and others.

"Nine Heavens Galaxy!"

Ancestor Wuhua gave a light drink and waved the whisk in his hand.

The three thousand silver threads fluttered, as if it had evolved into the Milky Way on the sky, containing countless stars, surging and galloping, and slammed into Jin Yan fiercely!

boom!

An earth-shattering bang!

Ancestor Wuhua opened his mouth, spit out a large pool of blood, his eyes dimmed, and his figure kept retreating.

The whisk in his hand was also burned by the sun essence fire on Jin Yan's body!

It is also in the middle stage of Mahayana, but Yuzhen's combat power can suppress the ancestors of Tenghan and others.

But the ancestor Wuhua couldn't resist!

Even the ancestors of the same realm, according to the talent, blood, the power of the magical powers, the number of magical powers, and the combat power are different.

"Om!

On the other side, the heavenly eyes between Cang Ming's ancestor's eyebrows suddenly opened!

In an instant, a terrifying aura filled the air, and even the onlookers felt a sense of palpitations!

It is hard to imagine what kind of impact the seventeen Mahayana ancestors directly opposite will bear!

In the eyes of Cang Ming's ancestor, a black light burst out.

Wherever the black light passes, life is extinct!

"Hurry up!"

Ancestor Wuhua shouted loudly.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The seventeen ancestors of the human race dodged one after another, but there were still two Mahayana ancestors who were a little slower to dodge and were caught by one of the black lights.

A Mahayana ancestor reacted very quickly, and the primordial spirit came out of the body immediately.

The other was stunned for a moment, and then, his eyes dimmed, the vitality in his body decreased sharply, and he fell from the air!

With such an instant delay, a Mahayana ancestor did not even have the chance to leave his body, so he was killed by Cang Ming ancestor's heavenly eyes!

Another Mahayana ancestor escaped the catastrophe, and quickly ran the technique of rebirth from a drop of blood to condense his fleshly body!

suddenly!

In the sea of ​​knowledge of this Mahayana ancestor, a dark green mist appeared, which quickly condensed into a storm, surging towards his primordial spirit!

God-killing curse!

Ancestor Wu Tian made his move!

To be precise, Ancestor Wu Tian was motionless, and no one saw him make a move.

But a secret incantation against the primordial spirit has already descended on the sea of ​​​​knowledge of this human ancestor!

The body of this Mahayana ancestor was just condensed, and the God-killing spell came.

The primordial spirit is dead, and the body is dead!

He escaped Cang Ming's ancestor's slaughter with the eyes of the sky, but he still failed to escape the secret spell of the Wu clan.

boom!

At this moment, the flesh of the ancestor Wuhua, under the gaze of countless eyes, was torn apart by a punch, and blood splashed!

Ancestor Shenyu made a move, blood surged, and with a casual punch, Ancestor Wu Hua couldn't resist!

But the primordial spirit of the ancestor Wuhua escaped, and in the blink of an eye, flesh and blood condensed.

And the ancestors of Shenyu are rampant among these ancestors of Mahayana, and there is no ancestor of Mahayana who can resist him with a punch and a half!

The stump was broken, and it splashed everywhere.

The ancestors bleed, extremely tragic!

The four ancestors of the ancient ancestors of Shenyu took action and cooperated with each other, but with the effort of Zhancha, the Xuanji Palace had already fallen to the seven ancestors of Mahayana!

"What can I do, I can't stop it!"

Shi Jian muttered.

The little fat man frowned, and looked around in the crowd, and said in a low voice: "I always feel that the Xuanji Palace seems to have something behind!"

"The appearance of these seventeen Mahayana ancestors also seems to want to delay time!"

After a short pause, the little fat man said again, "Don't you realize that the old boy Lin Xuanji hasn't shown up until now!"

"No matter what the backhand is, waiting for the death of the seventeen Mahayana ancestors, Brother Su is more fortunate and less fortunate. I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for that time!"

Shi Jian sighed.

At this moment, the Xuanji Palace bell rang!

someone is coming!

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