My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

That's right... With the unparalleled demeanor of the young patriarch, how can there be no followers behind him?

If they don't work hard, they won't be able to keep up with the progress of the young patriarch.

In the future, it is wishful thinking to continue to follow the young patriarch!

Regret and fear flashed through everyone's hearts.

They were blinded by what they even knew about the holy medicine, and they felt tired and slack.

Everyone secretly vowed that they must seize the opportunity of this secret realm and quickly improve their strength.

Follow in the footsteps of the young patriarch.

Fang Shaoqin was even more anxious.

What the hell!

With my current strength, I am not worthy of being blamed for the young patriarch.

This is so bad!

I have to find a way to improve my strength quickly.

I want to blame the young patriarch.

I like to blame the young patriarch.

If I don't blame him for a day, I will feel uncomfortable all over!

at this time.

Fang Chen pulled off the bamboo sword that was almost attached to his body, and said speechlessly: "You are also a top holy soldier, be normal!"

Is this a top holy soldier?

Like dog skin plaster.

Sword Spirit replied with a smile, "Xiaozhu, isn't this the godly figure of the master I admire."

The sword body of the bamboo sword has a bright sword light, and there is a sense of sight that Erha is pleasing to the master.

"This is a formidable enemy!"

The three great fires, the ladder, and the invincible demon god have reached a consensus.

"..."

There are too many slots, Fang Chen didn't know where to start complaining.

He let out a breath of turbid air, Fang Chen didn't bother to pay attention, and slapped the bamboo sword, "Be honest."

hum-

The sword light is closed.

The Heaven-reaching Kendo of the Sword Spirit Imperial Envoy also dissipated.

The gray sky left a deep sword hole.

Ka Ka Ka!

The sword hole caused a chain reaction, diverging to the four directions of the sky, like a mirror, cracking inch by inch.

Countless rows, like spider webs, densely cover the sky, shocking.

Numerous chaotic law fragments gushed out from the cracks crazily.

Fragments of the law, as thick as a sacred mountain, smashed down the mountains and the earth.

boom!

The Ancient Burial God Road trembled violently.

Countless divine peaks toppled and collapsed, and the Yinchuan evaporated and dried up.

Remains of great murderers and huge severed limbs of gods and demons were instantly turned into powder and scattered all over the mountains and rivers.

woohoo-

You Sen's crying sound rang out again, the sound became more shrill and treacherous, as if it pierced through the soul and echoed directly in everyone's heart.

It's hair-raising and creepy.

It can be vaguely seen that the fragments of the law flowed into the ancient ruins like melted liquid.

But at this moment, the crying that penetrated the soul stopped abruptly.

Instead, it turned into a roar full of resentment.

"The law of heaven is not fair, and the saints will prosper!"

"The law of heaven is not fair, and the saints will prosper!"

"The way of heaven is not fair, the holy fall is prosperous..."

The outrageous resentment, like an invisible bell, hit everyone's minds.

Di Shitian and other top evildoers snorted secretly, and their souls were in turmoil for a while.

The monstrous resentment was unbearable even for their spiritual bodies at the sixth and seventh stages of transformation.

"puff--"

Kunwu, who was severely injured by the bamboo sword kendo, even spit out a mouthful of soul blood, and his breath narrowed even more.

Even, dozens of arrogances with weaker strength were directly dispersed by the resentment and turned into dust with a "bang".

Fang Chen has reached the level of half-step supernatural power because of his strong soul and body, so he is not disturbed by resentment.

Fang Shaoqin and the others were relatively weak, and they were also trembling at this time, struggling to bear the impact of the overwhelming resentment.

Taoist Bamboo gave the colorful Ganoderma lucidum a look.

Such a good performance opportunity, don't let it go to waste!

The colorful Ganoderma lucidum reacted with a jolt.

Regardless of his injuries, he waved his sleeves, and brilliant light poured out, soothing everyone's spirits and bodies.

And right now.

A series of vigorous divine auras rose into the sky from the ancient ruins.

Nearly a hundred paths of terrifying holy prestige interweave and fluctuate like tides, turbulent and turbulent, spreading in all directions, deterring the entire ancient road of burying gods.

I saw a white light piercing the sky, and a burly skeleton with a height of ten feet came across the void.

Suspended between the sky and the earth, overlooking everyone.

In the empty eye sockets, there is a faint soul fire beating.

"I, the seventh generation barbarian emperor!"

When Di Shitian and other barbarian arrogances heard the words, their eyes widened, and they were immediately in ecstasy.

According to the ancestral records, when the seventh generation of the barbarian emperor was born, he was born in the ancient world. He was so talented and brilliant that he disdained the Xuanwu star field.

It is said that at the peak, there is only one step away from the emperor!

There are seven generations of barbarian emperors here, so they just push the ancient road of burying gods?

"Three generations of barbarian emperors, Shi Tian, ​​have seen seven generations of barbarian emperors!"

Di Shitian saluted without being humble or overbearing.

The seven barbarian emperors looked at Di Shitian upon hearing the sound, and a gleam of light flashed in his white eyes, "A reincarnated body?"

"Exactly."

Di Shitian nodded.

"good."

The Seventh Generation Barbarian Emperor said indifferently.

Immediately, he turned to look at Fang Chen and the others, "Human race?!"

boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped out in one step and used the strongest killing technique!

The hatred between them and the human race is needless to say.

In a word, the human race must die!

Seeing this scene, the Tianjiao and evildoers of all races immediately smiled.

Especially looking at Fang Chen, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Isn't your mother crazy?

The seven barbarian kings of the barbarian clan made a move, now let's see how you die!

Although subject to the rules of the Ancient Burial God Road, the seven barbarian emperors can only display their strength below the level of supernatural powers.

But, after all, he is the great sage who is close to the sage.

Zong Fangchen is in charge of the top holy soldiers, and he cannot escape death!

"Tai Yue, you are courting death!"

In an abyss, a withered great sage regained his consciousness, stepped out in one step, and brazenly stopped the seven generations of barbarian emperors.

Afterwards, saints recovered their senses and walked out from all over the ancient road of burying the gods.

Dead bones, corpses, souls...

There are saints of the human race and saints of different races. There are nearly a hundred saints and even the existence of the great saint level.

Faintly, it was divided into two camps.

Human race, alien race.

The treacherous and powerful auras confronted each other wantonly.

At this time, the great saint of the human race who stopped the seven generations of barbarian emperors, who had tried all the saints of other races, shouted coldly: "Wait, do you want to be slaughtered by my clan again?"

The Seventh Barbarian Emperor snorted coldly, "They are all people who have died once, so why be afraid to fight again?"

Then, he glanced at Tianjiao of the human race, and laughed mockingly, "It's your descendants of the human race... Oh, you are so weak and pitiful!"

The faces of Fang Shaoqin and the others changed slightly, and their eyes were burning with anger.

I felt a little ashamed in my heart.

Compared with the monsters of all races, their strength...is indeed much worse.

Chapter 200: Break the law of heaven!

The face of the great sage of the human race remained unchanged, he didn't care about the ridicule of the seven generations of barbarian emperors, and said coldly, "War!"

Immediately, with a monstrous evil spirit, he killed it!

The saints of the human race followed suit.

The great saints of the foreign race did not give in at all, and blatantly met them.

In an instant, the jihad that has been going on for tens of thousands of years begins again!

The boundless evil spirit stirs up the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

Seeing this, the arrogant and evildoers of all races couldn't help but look at Fang Chen and the others, ready to move.

With the protection of the strong in the holy realm, they also have the confidence.

Maybe...you can take this opportunity to eradicate all the arrogance of the human race!

But right now.

The gray road of Burying God suddenly changed color.

A piece of blood!

I saw bright blood gushing out from the cracks in the sky that looked like a spider's web.

The blood is mixed with the supreme aura, like an ancient creature, which makes people palpitate.

This is... Holy Blood!