The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 356 A Big Wave of Ancestral Kings Is Approaching (Two in One, Please Subscribe)

With the last ray of light disappearing, the setting sun finally sank under the mountains unwillingly, followed by a long night.

This night is very long, as if it will never end, no one knows what will happen in the event tomorrow, but everyone is sure that tomorrow will never be peaceful.

That night, some old monks got drunk and yelled indiscriminately, "If you have wine, you will be drunk today."

Duan De and Heihuang are like a pair of enemies. From time to time, Duan De yells and the big black dog barks, but after a while, one person and one dog hang shoulder to shoulder and get together, drinking heavily...

"These two guys..." Ye Fan looked at Duan De and Heihuang, and couldn't help showing a smile, "It's a good match!"

He was beside Hao Jianjian at this moment.

The two sat with their backs to the bright moon, looking at the human race and the ancient race below.

Hao Jian looked at a person and a dog, and sighed: "Their fate... is so long that you can't believe it! It's the strongest relationship in history..."

"What?" Ye Fan was surprised.

However, no matter how Ye Fan asked, Hao Jian did not elaborate.

In fact, the fate between Duan De and the Black Emperor is really long, and can even be traced back to the Chaotic Era.

It was also a magnificent and glorious era. Duan De's previous life, Cao Yusheng, and Heihuang's previous life had already intersected at that time...

In this life, even if one climbs out of the tomb again, and the other runs out of Zishan, after meeting, they are still as entangled as in the previous life...

"The past is long gone. If you are strong enough in the future, you can pursue certain secrets by yourself." Hao Jian laughed.

Ye Fan's heart moved, he stopped asking questions about Duan De and Heihuang, and instead sighed: "Brother, in a blink of an eye, we have been in Beidou for so many years, you said... can we return to the earth... Even if I could go back, would things have changed for a long time..."

Hao Jian looked at Ye Fan's expression, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Do you want to go back?"

Ye Fan said without hesitation: "Yes! I've always wanted to go back and have a look..."

"Well, why go back? Pay the parking fee?"

Ye Fan's expression froze...

Hao Jian couldn't help laughing out loud, "Hahahaha..."

"Brother, to be serious, I...I want to go back to see my parents, relatives and friends, I'm really afraid..." Ye Fan looked a little sad.

Hao Jian put away his smile, "Actually, it's not that I can't go back..."

Ye Fan was shocked again, and hurriedly said: "Brother, do you have a solution? I... I used to use the Kowloon to pull the coffin and then enter the ancient starry sky road, but the next road is not the way to go back..."

Hao Jian smiled slightly and said: "If you want to use the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin back, you need to wait for the right time. In addition to the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin, you can actually cross the void universe with your own strength, but your current level is not enough... Want to go home look look, Then you should practice hard, and there will be such a day."

Ye Fan nodded vigorously, and finally said: "Brother, your loose English...is really good!"

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The long night finally passed.

When the first ray of light shone into Yaochi and cut through the dense mist, both the ancient and human races were shocked.

The day of the grand gathering of all races has finally arrived!
Looking at the scene of the rising sun, Ye Fan felt very heavy, "Brother, can you stop so many strong ancients by yourself?"

Hao Jian, on the other hand, looked at Chaoyang and said doubtfully: "It's really strange! Is this the Big Dipper Starfield? Why does Mao Day rise from the east?"

Ye Fan: "..."

Is it so important?

"By the way, is this big day actually the North Star we see on Earth?" Hao Jian rubbed his chin and asked.

Ye Fan said stiffly: "Maybe... yes."

He roared wildly in his heart: "Brother, can you not care about these inexplicable things? Hey, today is the Ten Thousand Clans Conference, and a large wave of ancestors of the ancient clan is approaching!"

The air in the morning was very fresh, but the human monks felt as heavy as Ye Fan.

On the other hand, the emperor, Yuan Gu and other young heroes of the ancient tribe all looked in the direction outside the Yao Chi, waiting eagerly!

A heavy and depressing atmosphere enveloped everything, almost breathless...

Everyone knows this is the calm before the storm!

"when……"

Finally, the divine bell rang continuously.

This means that there are extremely powerful sages coming, and the human race and the ancient race need to go out to greet them.

"You humble human race, why should you discuss with my ancient race?" A cold voice came from outside the Yao Chi.

In the morning light, the ancestor kings of the ancient clan came here, their faces as frosty.

On the first day of the meeting, there were eleven ancestor kings of the ancient clan who came hand in hand, each of them had monstrous mana, and their strength far surpassed the seven kings yesterday.

"Welcome to all seniors! Please come in and talk about it." The leader of the human race said in a deep voice.

Eleven ancestor kings lined up in a row, and one of the ancestor kings sneered: "Alright, let's go into Yaochi to see how much heritage the human race still has, and whether they are qualified to negotiate with my ancient races."

During the speech, the terrifying aura was overwhelming.

Looking at the eleven patriarchal kings, the hearts of the human monks couldn't help sinking...

This is not one or two statues, but more than a dozen, and I don't even know how many follow-up...

"It's over, even if Senior Hao has a supreme demeanor, how can he compete with the continuous stream of ancestor kings?"

In the fairyland, the human race is gloomy.

"Is that the legendary West Emperor Pagoda? Chaos is pervasive, and it's so concealed that it can't be seen clearly. I really want to hold it in my palm and take a closer look." One of the ancestor kings saw the golden pagoda of fairy tears in the void , with a sneer on his face.

provocative!

Unabashedly provocative!
This is asking about Tayao Lake!
"Okay, let's not say a few words, if this tower shows its power, we will all be ashes." The ancestor king reminded.

The provocative patriarch said nonchalantly: "It's okay! Even though Yaochi made this tower powerful, our ancient clan has no ancient imperial soldiers! In fact, at least two ancient imperial soldiers have been aimed at this place. If we really want to do it, whoever wins?" Flying Ash is really not sure."

The eleven patriarchs walked into the Yaochi, facing the West Emperor Pagoda without any pressure, pointing to the country, encouraging the words, as if there was no one else around.

"Hey, how many ancient imperial soldiers are there? Are they really somersaulting like toads—showing your white ass?"

"boom!"

The eleven patriarch kings were furious when they heard the words, and glared at the source of the sound one after another. An extremely terrifying aura shot straight into the sky, shattering the void and overflowing with chaos.

"Hehe, you delicacies from mountains and seas, why are you so arrogant?"

Hao Jian's voice came from Tongtiantai.

This is a broken mountain with a height of more than [-] zhang. There is no grass growing on it, and it is extremely flat, as if a great mountain has been cut off in the middle.

It is said that this was originally the highest mountain in the Northern Territory. It was cut into a platform by the Western Emperor himself in the past. Even though it is just a broken mountain now, it still has the appearance of the king of the mountain.

For a long time, Tongtian Terrace has been used as the Martial Arts Field of Yaochi, but this time it is used as a place for ten thousand races to discuss affairs because of its vastness.

Back then, the Yaochi Holy Land was relocated at this time, and it took a lot of effort to move the Tongtian Terrace to the Pure Land.

When the eleven patriarchs climbed to Tongtiantai, they saw Hao Jian with his legs crossed, and beside him was a black-faced Taoist standing with his hands behind his back.

Behind them are many monks of the human race, and on the opposite side are the strong men of the ancient races.

The difference is clear!

This black-faced Taoist is just the basaltic form of the barbarians.

"How tyrannical I am as a human race, I dare to mock me, but what did I see? It's just one person and one turtle, and I dare to be so presumptuous!"

Hao Jian said calmly: "There is an old saying in our human race, friends come from afar... Do you know what the second half of the sentence is?"

One of the ancestor kings sneered: "I don't know, so what? The weak people have no right to speak, but you are the only saint in the huge human race. Why should you negotiate with my ancient clan?"

Hao Jian said word by word: "Even though - far - must - be punished! If you want to fight, I will fight! Insulting the human race, you must be punished!"

"Hehe, let's talk about it first! We are just one step ahead, and there is a powerful ancestor king behind us. If we can't stop us, then there is no need to talk!"

With that said, three ancestor kings in battle suits came to the front, and they were the most arrogant three.

"There are only three? Who do you look down on? I think it's better for the eleven of you to go together!" Hao Jian still crossed his legs with a playful expression.

"What?" The ancestors were furious.

"Patriarchs, be careful, this person is indeed powerful for a while! Yesterday, the seven great ancestors joined forces... and were killed by him... with a single sword..." On the side of the ancient clan, the emperor said through voice transmission.

"Huh?" The eleven patriarchs were shocked and turned to look at the emperor, "Could your Highness be joking?"

The Emperor of Heaven glanced at Hao Jian with some apprehension, and said in a deep voice: "It's true, this person's strength is probably far beyond the level of a saint..."

The eleven ancestor kings changed their colors one after another, beheading seven kings with one sword, what kind of method is this?

"What? Didn't you say you want to fight? What are you waiting for?" Hao Jian said leisurely.

The scene suddenly became a little weird.

The eleven patriarchal kings all felt a little bit stuck, feeling like they were in a dilemma.

Although they are all extremely conceited, they also know what it means to kill seven kings with one sword...

I'm afraid only the great sage can kill a saint so easily...

Suddenly, Hao Jian stood up, stared at the ancestors, and shouted like a spring thunder: "Never fight, never retreat, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Hao Jian only released 45% of his aura, but still formed a hurricane that swept the world, and the terrifying sound waves rushed towards the eleven ancestor kings as if they were real.

All the ancestor kings were shocked and rushed to fight against Hao Jian's aura, but even so, the three ancestor kings in front were still spitting blood from the shock, flying upside down as if being hit by a heavy hammer. Sprinkle the void.

The power of a roar is so terrifying!
The eleven patriarchs were all terrified...

The whole place was dead silent.

At this moment, there was a burst of wild laughter in the void.

"Hahahahahaha..." In the unscrupulous laughter, the sky collapsed, and the rumors were tens of thousands of miles away.

At the end of the sky, two more ancestor kings came, their magic power was soaring to the sky, their energy was as turbulent as the sea, and they looked down on the audience.

The human monks were startled, "How many ancestor kings of the ancient clan are there? This... how come this keeps coming..."

"It's not too late, is it?" Another cold voice came, and there was another ancestor king of the ancient clan in the field.

As time went by, before the sun was three poles high, seventeen ancestor kings had already stood on the Tongtian Terrace!
With the addition of the later six, the faces of the first eleven patriarchs brought smiles again.

"Human race strong, so what if you are strong? Our ancestors of the ancient clan are endless, and the number is beyond your imagination!"

If we add yesterday's eight ancestor kings, there are already 25 frankly...

Hao Jian's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "This doesn't explain anything else, after all... your ancestors of the ancient clan are not as good as dogs! After all, sometimes, the difference between a saint and a saint is greater than the difference between a human and a dog!"

Human race leader: "..."

"Don't think I'm talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask, is the Dragon Head Patriarch of Yinlongchuan killed by a dog to the ground!"

The seventeen ancestor kings suddenly changed their colors, but judging from the silence of the ancient clan, this is actually true!

"It's really disappointing... Is the human race not as good as it was in the ancient times? I remember that there were a few saints at that time, but now there is only one person in the world?" Accompanied by indifferent words, another ancestor king descended from the sky, like The evil god who broke through the cage of the underworld.

"Ancestor King Taiming!" Many ancestor kings backed away in shock.

A bolt of blood electricity descended from the sky, drawing a dazzling blood light, piercing into the Tongtian Terrace, followed by a queen descending, holding a dragon spear.

"The ancestor king of blood electricity is also here!"

Followed by the ancestor king Tengqing and the ancestor king Haoyang also came one after another.

There are a total of 21 ancestor kings, especially the last four, each of whom is a famous master in ancient times!

Taiming Patriarch King looked at Hao Jian, and said slowly: "This one saint is really ridiculous! Human race, in this negotiating field where the weak prey on the strong, you should stop worrying about gains and losses. Just like in the ancient times, give up the great rivers and mountains. , become a vassal of our clan, so that we can avoid the disaster of extermination!"

Hao Jian stared at a large wave of ancestor kings, and said indifferently: "You don't care about gains and losses in the negotiation field. Could it be that you care about it in the crematorium? Do you want to care about how well you roast the human race?"

The Patriarch King Taiming's face changed, and he said angrily: "Are you looking for death? You are so arrogant, do you think you are the quasi-emperor?"

"The blood of the sages of the human race is a very nostalgic taste! Immemorial has passed away, and I haven't tasted it for many years..."

"Do you want to defeat the Ten Thousand Races by yourself? That's unrealistic!"

Hao Jian smiled slightly, a suona suddenly appeared in his hand, and said slowly: "I want to challenge my limit!"

The next moment, a sharp sound full of horror pierced the sky and shook thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!
"Death Sanskrit"!
Faint ripples appeared between the sky and the earth, and in a trance, the surroundings became gloomy and dark, surrounded by countless black mist from all directions.

"kill him!"

A patriarch shouted and rushed forward immediately.

Amidst the sharp suona sound, the figures of ancestor kings were shrouded in endless black mist, and immediately let out desperate screams.

The life-threatening Sanskrit sound, this time it really came with the might of hell!

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