Chapter 1624 Despair

"Ha ha."

The Protoss Patriarch sneered: "Just the two of you, and more than 30 Ancestral Dragons, want to block the alliance of our six fierce clans?"

The strength gap between the two sides is too great, even if Man Feng rushes over, it will not change the situation.

"Long Ran, Barbarian Peak."

The Wu clan patriarch suddenly chuckled and said, "You two are really interesting. This Huangwu is obviously the arrogance of the human race. The ancestors of the human race didn't come to protect him. Instead, you gave your life to protect him, why bother?"

"Ha ha."

The patriarch of the Rakshasa clan grinned and said, "The ancestors of the human race were all timid as mice, so scared that they hid on the ancient battlefield and did not dare to come out!"

"What kind of human ancestor is our blood food."

The blood vine patriarch also laughed and said: "In the battle of the ancients, it was just that this group of blood eaters took advantage of the loopholes. Do you really think they are qualified to become the masters of the desolation?"

"Long Ran, these ancestral dragons are the top powerhouses of the dragon family."

Wu Tian said with a smile but not a smile: "For the sake of a human race, why would you let these ancestral dragons behind you die?"

"The monsters of the human race, the ancestors of the human race did not come out to protect them, but let your dragon race come to die. It's ridiculous."

Wu Tian's words are more terrifying than any supernatural power!

Qunlong can desperately guard the forbidden dragon and phoenix, but Qunlong is not so determined to protect Qinglian's real body.

These words, behind Long Ran, the expressions of more than thirty ancestral dragons all showed some strangeness, and they looked at each other, as if they were transmitting their voices.

"Patriarch, we don't need to fight for life and death for this human clone of Huangwu, right?"

"That's right, this human clone of Huangwu should be guarded by the ancestors of the human race."

Some Zulong also began to complain a little.

Long Ran's face was ugly.

Ancestor Wuhua took a deep breath, stood up, and clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, this ten thousand clan conference is held in my Xuanji Palace. Thanks to the arrival of the powerful, can't we sit down and talk?"

"On the Desolate Continent, wars are raging everywhere, and blood is flowing into rivers. My Xuanji Palace, I don't want to see the devastated scenes of the ancient times again."

Before Ancestor Wuhua finished speaking, a black light flashed across the air!

"Be careful!"

The dragon phoenix snorted softly.

"Pfft!"

In the crowd, a burst of blood suddenly burst out!

A big head flew up high, looking at that appearance, it was the Wuhua ancestor of Xuanji Palace!

Fang Cai, the ancestor Wuhua was still talking, but in a blink of an eye, his head was chopped off!

too fast!

The Rakshasa Patriarch has taken action!

The Rakshasa clan of Mahayana perfection is equivalent to comprehending two peerless supernatural powers. Even ordinary human emperors have to be buried here!

What's more, it is the ancestor of Wuhua in the early days of Mahayana.

No resistance!

The real dragon and phoenix only felt the crisis with the help of a terrifying spiritual sense.

And the ancestors of Wuhua did not react from the beginning to the end!

puff!

A huge blood vine came out of the sky, directly piercing the head of Wuhua's ancestors, and blood splattered.

The primordial spirit of the ancestor Wuhua failed to escape, and was executed by the blood vine patriarch!

The corpse of the ancestor Wuhua fell down with a plop.

There was an uproar in the crowd!

It was only at this time that the creatures of all races reacted.

The patriarch of the Rakshasa clan grinned and said, "Why do you humans have peace talks with our six fierce clans? You are a group of ants, what qualifications do you have!"

"Ha ha."

The Patriarch of the Blood Vine Clan also laughed and said: "The emperors of your human race are all a group of rats, huddled in the ancient battlefield and dare not come out. Do you still expect to negotiate with my six fierce clans?"

"Bold!"

"The emperor cannot be humiliated!"

The ancestors of the Xuanji Palace couldn't bear it any longer and shouted loudly.

Many cultivators also looked angry.

In any case, the emperor of the human race has a very noble position in the cultivation world and cannot be insulted.

And now, the dignity of the emperor has been ruthlessly trampled on by the six fierce clans!

"Humph!"

The Heavenly Eyes Patriarch's Heavenly Eyes opened, and a ray of light burst out, instantly piercing a human ancestor.

The body of the ancestor of the human race exploded and turned into a cloud of blood. Of course, the body fell, and the body and spirit were destroyed!

The head of the Wu clan also secretly recited incantations.

The gaze of an ancestor of the human race suddenly became dull, his expression was stiff, the vitality in his body decreased sharply, and he fell straight down.

This human ancestor has no scars on his body, but his primordial spirit is dead!

From his Heavenly Spirit Cover, a wisp of green mist drifted toward the Wu Clan Patriarch.

The Wu clan's patriarch opened his mouth slightly, swallowed the fog in his mouth, smacked his lips, and sighed, "It's really too weak."

"If it devours the primordial spirit of a personal emperor, it may be interesting."

Just like this, three human ancestors have fallen one after another!

The Mahayana ancestor of the human race was almost at the peak in the cultivation world, but in the hands of these fierce clan chiefs, he was like an ant.

Whatever you want, it can be easily crushed to death!

"Dragon burning."

The head of the Wu clan smiled slightly: "With so many human races, do you want to protect the dragon clan?"

The patriarch of the Jinwu clan shook his wings, grabbed a human ancestor in mid-air, tore it into pieces, and sneered: "Does your dragon clan want to join forces with the human clan? Hahaha! It's really interesting! The dragon clan actually wants to join forces with a group of ants! "

Long Ran was silent.

Manfeng said: "Long Ran, why don't you give up. In this life, the fate of the human race has been exhausted, and it can't stop the rise of the major fierce races."

"This is the fate of the human race."

The eyes of many cultivators seemed to be able to spew out anger.

But at this moment, no one can stand up.

Even the ancestors of the human race, under the command of the chiefs of the major fierce clans, could not stop a move.

"Angry?"

An ancestor of the Rakshasa clan sneered slightly and said, "It's useless to be angry, the emperors of your human race are all trash!"

Many monks were silent.

The dignity of the human race has been ruthlessly trampled on by the fierce race, but no human race emperor has ever appeared.

The anger in the eyes of many monks gradually disappeared, and finally turned into disappointment, into sadness, and finally at a loss.

What if the emperor of the human race came?

Ordinary human emperors can't stop these fierce people.

More importantly, the emperor of the fierce clan has not yet appeared!

If the fierce emperor appeared, who could resist?

Perhaps, the emperor of the human race has given up the human race on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

Perhaps, the emperor of the human race is ready to rob the ancient battlefield and leave this land.

Perhaps this is the fate of the human race.

The cultivators of the major sects stood in the Xuanji Palace, their eyes were sluggish, and there was deep despair in their eyes.

Only the real dragon and phoenix clenched his fists.

He didn't believe that all the emperors of the human race would abandon the world!

Someone must stand up!

Sudden!

Earth shakes!