My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

The high priest was also full of worries. A group of ten saints was like a curse to restrain their allied forces of all races, so it's better to be safe.

So, he immediately changed his words, "Twenty saints, enter Zhenwu, find out the strength of Zhenwu's human race, if there is no potential danger, directly attack, and wipe out all the power of the human race's holy realm!"

"promise!"

The saints replied in a deep voice.

Immediately, one after another erupted, engulfed in a monstrous evil spirit, flew into the space channel, and killed Zhenwu!

boom!

There was a crisp breaking sound, like a silver bottle being broken, resounding through the world of Zhenwu.

Zhenwu sentient beings, hearing the reputation, looked towards the sky, their faces suddenly changed, their eyes were frightened, and they were trembling.

God... Broken!

Violent and fierce evil spirits surged like black clouds, overwhelming the entire sky.

The twenty saints of different races spread out the supreme holy power ruthlessly, like angry waves crashing on the shore, sweeping across the world and crushing all living beings in the world.

boom! boom! boom!

Hundreds of thousands of human races were unprepared, facing this terrifying holy power, their bodies exploded in an instant, dripping blood and flesh flew, and they were scarlet.

The forces of all parties were alarmed and furious.

Aliens... invaded!

At this time, the leader of the Rakshasa saint looked down at Zhenwu, his holy eyes flashed a cold evil spirit, and he shouted solemnly: "Just wait for three breaths, gather at our feet, and bow your head to welcome."

"Otherwise... Kill Unforgiven!"

angry!

Outrageous!

Powers from all sides, all powerful and giants, with gloomy faces, stared at the saints of different races, with fierce anger gushing out of their eyes.

Crawl at your feet?

What is our human race?Is it a pig? !

How can you bear such humiliation? !

"kill!"

In the Holy Land of Lieyang in Dongxuan Daoyu, a fierce roar suddenly burst out.

Immediately, seven bright suns rose up into the sky. The raging suns burned the void and smashed towards the alien saint.

The Supreme Lord of the Holy Land of Lieyang, Daoist Seven Suns!

Daoist Qiyang Daoist blatantly killed the inherited sacred art of the Holy Land of Lieyang.

"My people, die unyielding!"

The sage of the Raksha clan snorted coldly, "I'm stubborn!"

Turning into a beam of blood, it greeted Daoist Qiyang, the blood demon field spread out, limiting the speed of the opponent, and the burly body exploded with shocking power, punching out.

boom!

One punch smashed a blazing sun.

"You true warriors, with broken rules, lack of holy foundation, and far inferior to us in strength, dare to be rampant?"

The Rakshasa sage sneered.

Daoist Qiyang's expression was solemn, without the slightest timidity, the imperial envoy was left with Liudao Yaoyang, and he bullied himself to kill the opponent.

Yaoyang suddenly skyrocketed, and the raging sea of ​​flames spread for thousands of miles.

"Ants are ants, ignorant and ignorant!"

The saint of the Raksha clan came out again.

The two saints immediately fought together.

The world-shocking technique of killing, piercing through the void everywhere, burning endless mountains and rivers.

With the emergence of Daoist Qiyang, among the top forces of all Zhenwu parties, there are holy realm powers who can't help but come out one after another.

The Holy Land of Shaking Light, the Sect of the Five Thunder Gods, the Holy Land of Xuanming...

Murderous intent everywhere, full of evil spirits.

"Dog, how dare you yell!!"

Saints one after another, straddled the void and killed saints of different races.

There are as many as twenty people in total!

Jihad, outbreak!

The sage deserves to be the existence of longevity and long-sightedness, and every blow has the ability to destroy heaven and earth.

The entire sky trembled violently due to the battle of saints.

The heavens and the earth seemed to be unable to bear the power of the saint, and they collapsed inch by inch, revealing the boundless darkness.

The avenue is broken, and all laws are broken.

Just like the scene of annihilation, the countless human races who were looking forward to it could not bear the aftermath of the holy war, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their faces showed pain.

Countless people are nervous, worried, and terrified.

Can the human race withstand the alien race?

And right now.

woo~~~

The mournful cry appeared out of thin air and rang in the ears of all beings.

From the sky, bright blood floated down.

For the whole Zhenwu, cast a layer of dark blood.

Countless people felt sad in their hearts, and their eyes couldn't help but tears fell down.

The saint has fallen, the world is bleeding, and all living beings mourn together!

Everyone was shocked and quickly looked towards the sky.

I saw that in the endless roaring blood demon field, the saint of the Raksha clan pierced the Qiyang Daojun's chest with his sharp right claw, grabbed his heart, pulled it out suddenly, and threw it into his mouth.

"Crack-"

Bite into pieces, mouth full of blood.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The sage of the Rakshasa clan had ferocious eyes and laughed wildly.

On the other hand, Daoist Qiyang was covered in blood dripping all over his body, his breath was visibly sluggish, his vitality was completely lost, and he appeared dead.

Daoist Qiyang sighed softly, he was still going to die after all.

The world of Zhenwu was broken, and when he proved the Tao, his holy foundation was not complete, and his strength was indeed much worse than that of other races.

But... death is not the end, the human race is still there!

Daoist Qiyang turned his head with difficulty, looked at the true martial arts beings, and shouted blood, "Our human race is self-improving, and we have never given up!"

"So what if there are thousands of races around?"

"Let the alien beasts be strong, so what?!"

"My human race... Immortal!!"

hum-

The blood shone brightly, and when the Qiyang Daojun was about to die, he dismantled his own holy body and turned it into pure holy blood energy, which was sprinkled on the Zhenwu people.

This is the last he can do.

Hundreds of millions of people heard the words, blood and tears were left in the corners of their eyes.

The grief and indignation cannot be added.

Their eyes were bloodshot, they looked at the sky angrily, and roared together, "The human race is immortal!"

"The human race is immortal!!"

The top forces of all parties watched this scene in silence.

My heart was filled with grief, indignation, and...anxiety.

This is the first battle, and the alien race only produced twenty saints, and some of them lost to the saints and fell on the spot.

What's more, it's still a veteran saint like Qiyang Daojun who is at the peak.

Next... what should they do?

They are well aware that there are far more than [-] people in the holy realm of the Xuanwu Myriad Clan!

At least, the high priest of the Tianyu clan and the emperors of all clans have not yet been dispatched.

Those... are the real top saints!

What can they do to stop them?

Chapter 239 : Land of True Origin, Royal Family!

"Is my Zhenwu Human Race really going to perish?"

Lord Shakelight said sadly.

At this time, the masters of the top forces of all parties came from projections and gathered in one place.

The great elder of the Fang family was also on the list.

Of course, where the Fang family is, hostile forces such as Heavenly Kingdom, Ancient Taoism, and Taiyi Holy Land are naturally absent.

In fact, today's Zhenwu seems to have become a two-party group.

Most of the forces have leaned towards the Fang family, with the Fang family at the head.

The other part was originally hostile to the Fang family, knowing that there was no hope, so they all chose to hold on to the kingdom of heaven.

The faces of the masters of all forces were extremely ugly.

The strength of the alien race is too strong, and it is too difficult to resist with their strength.

"May I ask the Great Elder, the Fang family has formed an alliance with the dragon clan, can you ask the strong dragon clan to take action?"

The head of one of the top religious sects looked at the elder of the Fang family.

All the powerhouses also looked sideways, full of anticipation.

If the strong dragon clan takes action, this crisis may be able to survive safely.

The elder of the Fang family couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Shaking his head lightly, he said in a deep voice: "To tell you the truth, the real dragon clan has long been destroyed, and there is no strong person left in the world. The two holy kings and strong people were just a wisp of remnant souls, and now... they have also disappeared. .”

When everyone heard the words, their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

I see……

However, the Dragon Clan can't lend a helping hand, so what should they do with their forces alone?

Could it be that they really want to fight to the death?

These old bones of them are not afraid of death, but they are the arrogance of the sect, they are all evildoers, with unlimited potential, they should have a bright future, and they can hit the supreme realm.

How could they be willing to watch them die with regret?

What's more...there is a peerless monster like Fang Shaoqin from the Fang family.

If they can buy some time for them to grow.

True warriors may not have no chance!

"Why don't you... ask for help?"

At this time, a light flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Five Thunder Gods, and he suggested.