The strongest ancestor of fantasy

Human race and demon race are great enemies!

The human race occupied Zhongzhou, and the demon race occupied the eight wastelands, forming the entire ancestral star.

After the Heavenly Demon Emperor became enlightened, he monopolized Beidou and established the Heavenly Palace in Beidou. Although he was counterattacked by Wandao, he still allowed the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s lineage to successfully occupy the Beidou Star Territory.

Although the human race and the demon race are currently discussing the alliance, when they meet at this moment, they are still in a tense situation.

“Human race? Why are these humans so weak? It turns out that the strongest one is only Dao Palace? And it’s still the second realm of Dao Palace!”

Ye Fan is a disciple of Wuliang Holy Land. He is the person with the highest cultivation level among the crowd.

“It seems that the human race has really declined, and it is time for Zhongzhou to fall into the territory of the demon race.”

“Human race, please wait here first. After we, the demon race, carve the five-color altar, you can come up and observe!”

The people from the demon clan looked at the human clan with disdain.

They are the elites of the demon clan. In the past, the human clan was just the food for the demon clan. Even if there were so many great emperors in the human clan in the past, it could not change this fact.

“You, you are bullying others too much!”

The people following Ye Fan were in an uproar. These monsters were so arrogant in Zhongzhou. If they were in Bahuang, would their human race still have status?

“Senior Brother Ye, teach him a lesson! You are a disciple of the Holy Land, and those monsters are absolutely no match for you.”

Someone is secretly fanning the flames.

He has long been unhappy with Ye Fan. A disciple of the Holy Land, he shines everywhere.

In this team, Ye Fan is the biggest light. Several female cultivators all favor Ye Fan..Other sect disciples can only become foils

“Senior Brother Ye, how about you teach the demon clan disciples a lesson!”

The disciples of other sects also said one after another.

Ye Fan’s expression changed, and he looked at the group of monks, and there was pressure between his eyebrows.

He is the Holy Body! He worshiped in the Holy Land again, and he has resources and the Emperor’s Scripture. , can be said to be invincible in the same realm, but he is also a bit tricky when facing the Golden-winged Little Peng King.

The Golden-winged Little Peng King is one level higher than him!

“oh? Are you a disciple of the Holy Land? Haha, how about this, I suppress the realm and fight with you?”

“If you lose, then let me, the demon clan, carve the mark of the five-color altar first!”

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King had a pair of golden eyes.

He glanced at the human monks with a look of arrogance that made people despair.

A female cultivator standing next to Ye Fan whispered to Ye Fan,”Senior Brother Ye , that is the Golden-winged Little Peng King, a powerful descendant of the Demon Clan. Their Dapeng Clan is extremely talented, and there is even a quasi-emperor alive in this world.”

Mighty! Quasi-Emperor!

This is a powerful clan. You must know that in the Seven Holy Lands, except for Tai Kun, there is no quasi-Emperor alive.

Ye Fan was hesitant after hearing this. He is now worshiping in the Holy Land, isn’t it? A lonely man, a quasi-emperor, even a holy land will feel like facing a formidable enemy.

Suddenly at this moment, Ye Fan looked at the sky in horror.

The void was shattering, the heaven and earth were turbulent, and nine gods appeared in the depths of the universe. Light.

A violent sonic boom resounded throughout the world.

Nine dragon corpses were seen crossing the endless heaven and earth and descending on Mount Tai!

“Rumble————”

Mount Tai shook, and the entire mountaintop was leveled to the ground, and even the five-color altar was destroyed.

The dragon corpse was lying across Mount Tai. The entire Mount Tai was shaking constantly, and rays of divine light flew up to the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

The clouds are steaming and the clouds are bright, the color is bright, and the fairy lights are flying.

The ten-foot-long dragon corpse looked like it was made of steel. Under the bright sun, there were bursts of light that dazzled people’s eyes.

Waves of faint dragon power spread throughout the world. Although it was very faint, no one could stop the pressure from the bottom of my heart. Even the Golden-winged Little Peng King, a monster with Dapeng blood flowing through his veins, couldn’t help but take dozens of steps back.

Behind the nine dragon corpses, there is a coffin lying on the original five-color altar.

That coffin is crystal clear, like the most dazzling treasure in the world, making it difficult to take your eyes away.

“How is this going? Kowloon coffin? Coming across from the stars? Arriving at the top of Mount Tai?”

Both the human race and demon race monks looked at this scene and had questions in their hearts.

This is too terrifying. Nine true dragons were buried with them. Since ancient times, they have been buried in the starry sky of the universe. Even the corpse of the emperor dare not be so high. Specifications.

One by one, the monks stepped forward cautiously, wanting to see the Nine Dragon Coffin up close.

They were observing the lines on the dragon corpse, hoping to understand the true dragon magic.

“The dragon corpse exists forever. He has been too long ago, and the magic engraved in the body of the real dragon has been almost erased.”

“I don’t know how many years after his death, the power of the dragon still exists!”

“There is a huge array of dragon corpses. This is just the corpse of a real dragon. Why don’t I dare to get close?”

This is huge pressure, pressure from the bottom of my heart.

Some monks stayed outside the Nine Dragon Coffin, not daring to come forward.

“Kaka——”

A slight sound sounded, and the huge coffin moved slowly!

All the monks present trembled!!