All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 337 If you don't accept it, you will die!

"Get up!"

The seven people roared loudly, resounding through the sky, shaking the entire sky, and spreading tens of thousands of miles, the laws of heaven and earth trembled.

For the sake of dignity, in order not to kneel to the human race, the seven saints began to work hard.

At this moment, every saint's heavenly spirit cover rushed into a column of blood, almost piercing through the sky and the earth. They really fought hard and used all their strength.

The seven saints erupted with incomparable strength, their anger stood on end, their blood was like a river, and they came out through the sky.

Song Xuan was in a green shirt with a calm look on his face. Facing the bloody seven saints who started to fight for their lives, he just stood in the crumbling world and stepped on it lightly.

Bang!
Everyone suddenly felt that the world was stagnant, as if something was broken, and then, like a mirror, the space began to peel off and shatter piece by piece.

"what……"

The Seven Saints roared loudly, they all coughed up blood, cracks appeared in every bone, they were desperate, this saint of the human race could be called the king of saints!
The seven of them could not be shaken by their joint efforts. They were trampled to the ground, feeling powerless and losing the courage to fight.

"Are all the saints who proved the way in the ancient times so terrible?" The seven saints, no matter how strong their will, were defeated by someone at this time, they were also desperate.

They are ringing all over, and all kinds of laws are reversed, and they are about to destroy their own bodies.

What made them most desperate and aggrieved was that their physical bodies finally couldn't support them. They knelt down and fell at the feet of the human saint Song Xuan in a very humiliating posture.

Song Xuan strode forward, looking down at the seven ancient sages kneeling on the ground, with a look of indifference on his face.

"Do you wear it?"

The Seven Sages were silent at first, with humiliation and madness in their expressions, and then said angrily: "Song Xuan, today's humiliation, I will report it in the future!
If you can protect the human race for a while, can you protect them for a lifetime? ! "

Song Xuan nodded, "Since you've said that, there's nothing to talk about!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped it, the space collapsed at this moment, and the bodies of the seven kneeling saints collapsed instantly. Before their souls escaped, they were enveloped by a terrible suction force, and then they were taken in by Song Xuan In the sleeve robe.

Killing the Seven Sages in a blink of an eye, Song Xuan's horror was fully revealed at this moment.

Although he had killed two saints before, they were fighting alone. Everyone only knew that he was strong, but it was still unclear how strong he was.

But now, it is certain.

This is an invincible king among saints, and even the seven saints are no match for him. Even in the era when there were many strong men in ancient times, they are terrifying existences that can rule the world!
All the powerful ancient clans in Yaochi were completely convinced at this moment, and looked at Song Xuan with a look of awe and fear.

"Your Mightiness!"

In the silence, the two saints of the ancient clan who had conflicts with Song Xuan before and then resolved them flew up and saluted Song Xuan with fists in their hands.

"I offended you so much before, thank you for not killing me!"

Song Xuan nodded and said: "The previous karma is over, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

The two looked much better when they heard the words, and one of them said with a smile: "Your Excellency Song Xuan, in the ancient times, there were countless races, among which there were hundreds of royal families with saints in charge.

What your Excellency killed just now was only a small part of the saints among the ancient tribes, and this group of saints just came to test things out.

The birth of the list of gods before made the Taikoo people a little uneasy, so we, the ancestor kings, came out one by one, just to test the background of the human race.

Although you killed seven saints by yourself, these are probably not enough. Later, there will definitely be more powerful saints, and even the king of saints may come.

If the human race can survive this catastrophe, then the peace talks between the ten thousand races can be held normally, and each will divide their habitats and coexist peacefully.And if it can't hold on, it will be the beginning of troubled times!
You better be prepared! "

Song Xuan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, no matter how many people come, I will follow them!"

Three days later, in the territory of Yaochi, the divine bell rang, and a powerful and extremely saint came and passed into the pure land, requiring the leaders of all religions to greet him.

"Peace talks... the only word for weak people, what do you guys use to talk to me?" A cold voice came from outside the Holy Land, showing no shame.

In the morning light, three tall figures approached, walking like dragons and tigers, all wearing battle clothes, icy cold, shimmering with metallic luster, and their armors were all made of divine gold, all of them were holy grades.

From behind, a few more people appeared, shining brilliantly.

"Very good, all the old friends are here, let's go into Yaochi together and see who can sit down and talk with us!"

Everyone was horrified. The last time seven saints came together, but this time, there were eleven saints in person. All of them had monstrous mana, and they came from the ancient land like living gods.

"Let's go into Yaochi and see what's so special about the inheritance left by the Western Emperor!"

Those who came were not kind. Although the eleven ancient kings did not intentionally let their breath away, they were overwhelming and mighty when they came together.

Everyone is also very nervous at the moment. Although their human saints are strong, there are too many saints among the ancient tribes. Last time there were seven saints, this time eleven, and next time, will there be twenty or thirty saints?
There is only one saint in their human race, can they really stop those ancient saints who are coming in a steady stream?

This is not an equal confrontation at all. If there is a real battle, the ancient saints of the ancient ethnic group will have an absolute numerical advantage.

From the sky, a pillar of misty green air hangs down, thick and heavy. The founder of Yaochi Holy Land, the green golden pagoda left behind by the Western Emperor stands in a small world, faintly visible, with surging chaotic energy.

"The breath of the ancient emperor, is that the legendary West Emperor Pagoda? It's not real, but I really want to hold it in the palm of my hand and take a closer look." One of the ancient kings looked up and sneered.

People are shocked, is this a provocation? Perhaps such a thing will really happen in the near future, and they will attack the important place of the human race and win the emperor!

Song Xuanduan sat in the center of Tongtiantai, watching with cold eyes, only a sneer in his heart.

It's just blood food raised by a group of supreme beings, and you still want to covet the emperor's soldiers?

He, Song Xuanxiu, didn't dare to covet the thing of Jidao Emperor Soldiers if he didn't reach the Realm of Refining Void and He Dao. It's nothing more than a group of saints who have been sleeping in ancient times, and they dare to think about Emperor Soldiers.
Tongtiantai is a broken mountain with a height of more than zhang. There is no grass growing. It looks like a big mountain has been cut off by someone. The section is a huge rooftop, vast and boundless.

It can be used as a martial arts arena or a forum for discussion. No matter how many people come, it can accommodate, because the Dao pattern engraved with the brand of the Western Emperor, the law of space extends this place almost infinitely.

Behind Song Xuan are Ye Fan and others, as well as many leaders of the human race, and on the opposite side are a large number of powerful people from the ancient race.

At this time, whether it is the human race or the strong men of the ancient race, their eyes fell on the eleven ancient saints who were coming from the sky!
(End of this chapter)