Chapter 209 Ancient Clan: The Clown Is Actually Me!

"So, all the Saints of all races have perished at the hands of Jiuxiao Holy Land?"

In Zhongzhou, in Zhantian Pavilion, more than ten Supremes looked at everyone in the pavilion in shock.

"Dear seniors, not only that, there was a strong man from the Ten Thousand Races named Jiuyou Clan, whose cultivation had reached the realm of Pseudo-Emperor. He led a group of Saints and Supremes of Jiuyou Clan to Jiuxiao Holy Land, intending to capture Jiuxiao Holy Land as the base of Jiuyou Clan."

"What was the result?"

The Supreme of Creation had some bad thoughts in his mind, hoping that it was not what he thought.

"As a result, the Jiuyou Clan was completely wiped out, and even the Pseudo-Emperor was killed by the unknown strong man."

The Saint of Confucianism said, and the Supremes of all races present were shocked, and their faces showed disbelief.

If the Saint Ancestor did not know how difficult it was to go from Supreme to Pseudo-Emperor, they knew it.

Especially Hongyuan Supreme, who is already the Supreme of the Ninth Heaven, although he is only one step away from the Pseudo-Emperor.

But he knows that if there is no chance and destiny, he may not be able to break through to the Pseudo-Emperor in this life.

Pseudo-Emperor is not a realm, but a transition between the Supreme and the Great Emperor.

It is the Supreme who has reached the limit in the field of the Supreme and has mastered 99% of the Great Dao that is honored as the Pseudo-Emperor.

When a Great Dao is mastered to 99%, the mysterious destiny will naturally appear.

So that the strength of the Pseudo-Emperor is countless times stronger than that of an ordinary Supreme.

But in front of the Great Emperor, the Pseudo-Emperor is still an ant.

In the path of cultivation, the difference in strength between each realm becomes greater and greater.

Just as the Supreme and the Pseudo-Emperor are one in heaven and one on earth, the same is true for the Pseudo-Emperor and the Great Emperor.

In the eyes of these Supremes, the luck of the four domains is not enough to give birth to a strong man who exceeds the second level of the Breaking Dao Realm.

Not to mention a Pseudo-Emperor.

However, the incident happened right in front of them.

There is no room for falsehood.

"If you don't believe it, you might as well take a look at what happens next."

The Confucian Saint spoke, which moved everyone.

Because when the ancient clan ancestor Gu You returned with a group of ancient clan powerhouses, he did not deliberately conceal his aura.

Therefore, they also knew that the ancient clan was back.

The problem is that these guys should not know that the current Xuanhuang Realm pattern is no longer the same as before.

At least, Xuanhuang Realm is no longer under their control.

The changes in the pattern brought about by the arrival of the Ten Thousand Races have a great impact on the Xuanhuang Realm.

Even though a considerable number of these ten thousand races are only in the four domains, a small number of them have also entered Zhongzhou.

There are more than twenty top clans comparable to immortals, gods, gods, and spirits.

These ten thousand races did not intervene in the affairs of the Xuanhuang Realm, but found a place in Zhongzhou and quietly waited for the Xinggong Secret Realm to be born.

Of course, the garrisons of various ethnic groups, such as Dao Sect, Confucianism, Humanity Academy, Holy Temple, and Wansheng Mountain, were all visited.

So much so that their old nests have now become the habitats of the powerful people of all races.

They dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out. After all, there were always several pseudo-emperors in these races, and no matter how many they had, they were not enough for them to kill.

The supremes of various ethnic groups in Zhongzhou who heard the news at that time were dumbfounded.

Not only did they not enjoy the happiness after returning from the starry sky, but they also became workers for others.

Who can bear this!

The gap between the past and the present made the supremes of various ethnic groups feel like ants on their bodies, and their muscles were uncomfortable all over.

However, this is the world, and the fist is naturally reasonable!

Moreover, these ten thousand races only occupied the places of various ethnic groups, and did not touch the Daozang and other things of various ethnic groups.

Because they look down on you, a thing from a lower realm.

Well!

And being despised.

Above the Jiuxiao Holy Land, the faces of the ten ancient clan supremes including Gu Jie were extremely bad.

"What should we do? Should we tell the ancestor about this?"

A female ancient clan supreme spoke up, with a solemn look on her face.

She felt that the Jiuxiao Holy Land was a bit strange from the beginning, but after the ten of them attacked with all their strength, the Jiuxiao formation was not damaged at all. This heavy feeling reached its peak instantly.

"No need to notify the ancestor. If the ancestor can solve everything, what do we need to do!"

Another ancient clan supreme spoke up, with even more coldness on his body.

Gu Jie felt that it made sense. This was their first battle after returning to the Xuanhuang Realm.

This battle was not favorable, even the ancestor's face was not bright, let alone them.

Thinking of this, Gu Jie showed a touch of ruthlessness.

He took out a long weapon, which was surrounded by endless Tao rhyme and mysterious aura, which shocked the other nine supremes.

Then, everyone took out their own weapons.

The Supreme level can sacrifice Quasi-Emperor Weapons, and even the Pseudo-Emperor still uses Quasi-Emperor Weapons.

However, Quasi-Emperor Weapons also have strengths and weaknesses, and are divided into four grades: extreme, upper, middle, and lower. Their Quasi-Emperor Weapons are definitely not as good as the Quasi-Emperor Weapons in the hands of the Pseudo-Emperor, and they are all of lower grade.

Including the Good Fortune Bowl that Qin Feng got, it was also of low quality.

However, this bowl is now soaking in the Good Fortune Gate in Qin Feng's body. It has been promoted to the best quality, and there is a hint of the charm of the Great Dao.

The biggest difference between the Quasi-Emperor Weapon and the Emperor Weapon is that the Emperor Weapon contains the Great Dao, while the Quasi-Emperor Weapon needs to be artificially injected with the power of the Great Dao.

In an instant, a heavy pressure enveloped the sky above the East Wasteland. The explosion of ten Quasi-Emperor Weapons was unbearable even for the East Wasteland.

Unlike the previous world-destroying power of Jiuyoutian, at this moment, the ten Supremes fully activated the Quasi-Emperor Weapons. Although the power can also cause indelible damage to the East Wasteland, it is not enough to smash the East Wasteland with one blow.

You know, it is not so easy to smash the East Wasteland with one blow. First of all, you have to use a force that is unbearable for the will of the Xuanhuang Realm and break through the barriers of the Xuanhuang Realm before you can do it.

And this point, the Supreme is obviously not able to do it yet, so he can only be a pseudo-emperor.

"Great Sky-Splitting Technique!"

Ten people roared to the sky, and the supreme power of ten quasi-emperor weapons turned into a force in an instant, descending from the sky and heading straight for the Jiuxiao Great Array.

In the Jiuxiao Great Array, Zikong blinked, feeling a little tired of always looking up, and flashed back to his own Holy Lord Hall.

The other strong men from the Holy Land did the same.

For a moment, no one in the Jiuxiao Holy Land cared about the killing move above their heads.

"Too much bullying!!"

"Too much bullying!!!"

Gu Jie was furious. If he insulted us like this, everyone in the Jiuxiao Holy Land would have died!

In the blink of an eye, the Great Sky-Splitting Technique that could tear apart the sky directly hit the Jiuxiao Great Array!

A golden mushroom cloud rose up, accompanied by a strong gale that shook the East Wasteland.

Endless dark cracks appeared in the sky above the East Wasteland, and the space of billions of miles was once again strongly impacted.

This force lasted for nearly half an hour, but when the force gradually dissipated, the ten ancient clan supremes standing on the sky were all frozen.

The eyes of the ten people were full of disbelief and confusion. They tried their best and even took out ten quasi-emperor weapons at once, but they still couldn't shake the Nine Heavens Formation at all.

It turned out that the clown was actually themselves!

At this moment, the ten people felt a little bit unacceptable. (End of this chapter)