In the darkness and turmoil, the whole world resurrects me

He still showed up!

Not for anything else.

Just because he is a Terran number!

Today, since he is here.

There is no preparation to go back alive.

even so.

He also wants to call these extremely arrogant Taizu Patriarchs.

Knowledgeable.

What is the pride of the human race! .

Chapter 61: The Horrible Gap of Despair, Just a Sick Old Man

now.

Many human race forces have grief and indignation in their hearts.

It is also a person with grief and indignation.

Why don't they know.

Even the Peerless Sword God is a quasi-sage and mighty.

But in front of these 21 saints and ancestors.

But it is still a drop in the bucket!

However, since he showed up.

Since it is fighting for the breath of the human race.

That proves that the Wushuang Sword God has awakened.

How tragic!

Even if there are saints in the human race.

But one saint with two statues.

Facing 21 ancient saints.

What is the use of this?

"Hey! Senior Sword God, you shouldn't have come!"

"Heaven has mercy on my human race! Even if there are human saints here, what's the use?"

Everyone is sad.

All sighed.

see this scene.

The various tribes in the ancient times were also very proud.

Above the main hall, there was a mocking smile.

Keep coming.

"Hahaha! It's just a little quasi-sage, what's the use of coming?"

"A joke! There are as many as 21 ancestors in our generation! You and other human races, so what if there are ten more saints!"

"Human race, ants' ears!"

such a reaction.

It made the hearts of the people even more desperate.

Yes!

Even if there are ten human saints.

It is also difficult to reverse the situation!

The entire ancient group.

Just the masters of the God King Realm, there are nearly fifty royal families of the ancient times.

And the master of the Ancestral King Realm.

There are as many as 21 statues!

The strength of these ancient ancestor kings.

among peers.

It is an extremely powerful existence!

The Primordial Ethnic Group is endowed with extraordinary talents.

It is impossible for ordinary human saints to defeat the ancient saints of the same realm.

This is an ironclad fact.

Not to mention.

There is only one quasi-sage in the human race.

Not even a saint.

Many ancestor kings laughed out loud.

They are very calm.

No worries about anything happening.

"In today's Age of Absolute Spirits, there are actually people who can become saints! Your talent is good, and your courage is not bad. You know you are going to die, but you dare to come to die, ha ha."

With a contemptuous smile of an ancestor king.

Wushuang Sword God also responded indifferently:

"The human race cannot be humiliated! Even if it is dead, why not?!"

Hear this.

Many ancestor kings seem to have heard a funny joke.

They all laughed out loud.

The patriarch who mocked at first.

Also said with a smile:

"Why don't you surrender here, and we will spare your life, how about it?"

Wushuang Sword God heard 223's words.

But he remained silent.

He already knew.

These patriarchs were simply making fun of him.

In their view, they are not a threat at all.

Even they don't need to be taken seriously.

Even though, among all the monks, he is the sword cultivator who is the best at killing!

now.

Among the many ancestor kings, an ancestor king with an elephant head and a human body hummed in a low voice:

"Hmph! A waste of time! You brat of the human race, let me meet you!"

Say it.

His body is as huge as a hill.

It suddenly disappeared in place.

next second.

It even appeared directly in front of the Peerless Sword God!

"So fast!"

The terrifying speed that the naked eye can't detect at all.

It's just the tip of the iceberg of Saint's powerful strength.

next second.

The Elephant-headed Patriarch King punched him fiercely with his fist!

In an instant.

Everyone gasped.

He stared dumbfounded at the space in front of the Wushuang Sword God, and was instantly torn into dozens of tiny openings! !

"Tear the void!!"

"The saint's cultivation is so powerful!!"

Countless people were horrified!

With a loud bang.

The figure of Wushuang Sword God even flew backwards.

The kendo chakra behind the body.

It even flickered instantly, as if it was about to go out immediately.

The power of this punch.

In an instant, more than half of the bones in his body were smashed to pieces! !

Immediately, a stream of holy blood flowed out!

dripping from the sky.

It turned into a rain of blood.

Sprinkle the world!

"Blood rains from the sky, the saint suffers!"

Nuoda above the sky.

Blood rained down all over the sky.

saint!

That is an existence recognized by the Dao of Heaven!

Even if it's just an injury.

It will also trigger the vision of heaven and earth.

"happy!!"

however.

The Peerless Sword God who was seriously injured.

But in an instant.

The injuries all over his body completely disappeared with a surge of white holy light!

The ability of a sage, even if it is to recover from a deep and visible bone injury in an instant, is also a simple matter.

The elephant-headed ancestor king naturally knew that Wushuang Sword God would be defeated by him so easily.

Immediately, he sneered even more, and penetrated into the clouds.

from behind.