Shading the sky: About my reincarnation as the emperor's son

Chapter 150 The Confrontation between the Ancestors and Kings
The six ancestor kings faced each other, and the strong blood energy was like several eternal furnaces burning, running straight through the bullfight.If they didn't all restrain themselves intentionally, this energy alone could sweep across a hundred thousand miles of land.In the sky, the West Emperor Tower revived and drooped with billions of rays of divine power. The Queen Mother of the West was on guard against possible emergencies.

Many of the heroes shut their mouths knowingly. Their mission had been completed, and all they needed to do next was to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.This is the great showdown between the two supreme forces in the ancient times. There are too many old grudges that must be settled. Today is just the prologue!
Many people had sneers on their faces. Anyway, no matter which side suffered losses, they were happy to see it. It was also a good time to see how powerful the mysterious Mount Sumeru was.

"It is better to resolve enemies than to end them. Please think twice," Queen Mother Xi said, making a last-ditch effort.

"The Queen Mother doesn't have to be like this. Some causes and effects will eventually come to an end." A divine monk from the Western Desert clasped his hands together with a sad expression on his face.

"Kill! The family members of the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor must not be insulted!" an ancestor king wearing black armor shouted.

"Open the battle stage of life and death." Queen Mother Xi said leisurely, and the ethereal fairy voice came from the main hall.

The six ancestor kings strode out of the Heavenly Palace, the air between them almost solidified, and sparks appeared in their eyes.Everyone's Heavenly Spirit Cap burst out with a divine light that penetrated the sky. When the saint was angry, heaven and earth interacted, which was terrifying.

Yaochi life and death battle platform, this is a huge martial arts arena, made of cliff stones, every stone may have a story.There are knife marks and arrow holes on it, and the blood is mottled. I don't know how many peerless masters have stood here, fighting to split the sky and fight to the death.The vast Martial Arts Field stretches as far as the eye can see. Many stones are engraved with the names of strong men, and cracks can be seen everywhere. This is very similar to an ancient battlefield.Although there are no corpses lying around, the aura of the strong after the fall is indelible and can penetrate into the bones of people.

The palace suddenly became empty. The saints were fighting, and no one wanted to watch.In this Dharma-ending era, it is rare to see a Tao-killing king, let alone a saint.

"1000 years ago, the family ancestor killed seven sage masters in a row here, but he didn't take that step, and his lifespan dried up." Lin Jing said softly to the emperor.The Emperor knew that he was talking about Lin Tianchong, the Holy Master of the Purple Mansion back then. He was indeed a powerful figure.

At the Yaochi Martial Arts Arena, the Peach Festival is held every 500 years, and a hero must fight, which has become a fixed program.This is also a balancing mechanism that allows limited release of conflicting parties.

On the side of Mount Sumeru, the ancestor king wearing black armor was very angry and volunteered to fight first.There was a bone-chilling sound from his body, the joints were twisting, bones on his back were pierced, and the skin became bumpy. He had wide fangs, miserable blue eyes, and a thick tail. Hitting the ground was like beating a big drum, and the whole person turned into a monster-like existence.

"I'll take the lead." A Yuan exchanged glances with the other two, stood up on her tiptoes, and turned into a rainbow light and landed on the life-and-death battle stage.

"It's really time and time have changed. Unexpectedly, the lineage that was not dared to come out of the closed mountain gate in the ancient times is now trembling." The voice of the ancestor king on the side of Mount Sumeru was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing, it was very unpleasant.

His limbs fell to the ground suddenly, like a large lizard.The bony barbs on his back shot out streaks of divine light. Wherever the "Chi Chi" divine light passed, the void collapsed and annihilated silently. This is the supernatural power of the race, and everywhere turned into a land of destruction, nothing can stop it.

A Yuan Ancestor King stood in the void, as if he had become one with the heaven and earth, his breath motionless as a mountain.Outside her body, thick sword rays shot up out of thin air and penetrated the sky. The holy fighting method was cast in the hands of the ancestor king, and its power was naturally unparalleled.

The sword light turned into thousands of divine swords, each of which was a hundred feet long. It didn't look like it was transformed by divine power at all, but was as solid as a real magic weapon.Each divine sword is densely covered with mysterious Tao patterns, which are Tao swords condensed with the Tao principles of the ancestors.

This world is in ruins. The endless sword light and the divine light collide. Both sides are impatient, and life and death are the difference between them.If it weren't for the special nature of the Xihuang Battle Platform, which was engraved with the Taoist patterns of the ancient emperor, which could isolate all divine energy, there's no telling how many lives would have been destroyed by this collision. "Which side won?" Many people were curious and concerned about the next step.

"Ah—" the lizard-like patriarch screamed, the demon body was rapidly disintegrating, the head was separated from the limbs, and the fire of the primordial spirit was about to be extinguished.

"I will take you with me even to the death!" King Ancestor said fiercely, all the bone spurs on his back fell off, and he rushed towards A Yuan at a very fast speed, extremely fierce.This blow seemed to consume the last of his blood and vitality, and his soul exploded.

A Yuan turned into lightning and walked on the secret script, as fast as traveling through time and space.There were a total of thirteen bone spurs, all of which she dodged. After losing their strength, she easily collected them away.

Many people lamented that it was so difficult for a saint to succeed in cultivation, yet he died so violently on the spot.

"Damn it, this guy's words are so powerful, I didn't expect it to be so useless." In the crowd, Wang Chong's face was a little grim. He was fine at first, and his injuries were all gone with the help of his family's power. He was mixed in the crowd to watch the battle.

"I didn't expect that this guy's followers are so tyrannical, and that bitch actually got on his boat. I have to study it carefully." The expression of the previous saint son of the Yin Yang Sect was uncertain, as if he was planning something.

Ye Huiling saw this and her expression changed.

"Let me meet this little girl." Another ancestor king came out to fight. His appearance did not look much different from that of a human being. He was tall and majestic, wearing a khaki war robe, with a wooden hairpin on his head, and his whole body was full of mountains. Such a heavy and solid breath.

"Don't rely on me, let me do it instead." Li Shou sent a message. The other party obviously wanted to bully A Yuan, who had just consumed her before she recovered. He was afraid that this little sister would suffer.A Yuan left the battlefield very simply, and the Emperor quickly took out an elixir, fearing that she would leave hidden wounds.

"We old guys, don't be as familiar with the younger generation. It's embarrassing." Li Skull laughed, and the fangs on the snake's head sprayed out a thick bloody smell.

"Think about it, the lineage of the Holy Emperor is your destiny. Do you really want to wait for death on a broken ship?" Huangpao Ancestor King said angrily.

"Don't be too wordy, can you count such a thing as destiny? Although I am not a descendant of the eight gods and generals, I also vowed to fight for the ancient emperor mountain to the last moment." Li Kuo lightly slapped his webbed palm. He patted his heart gently.

"Huh!" Huangpao Ancestor King snorted coldly, pointed his finger in the air, and a huge mountain appeared, pressing down on Li Skull, trying to suppress him alive.

The huge mountains stretched thousands of feet across. In comparison, Li Skull's figure seemed extremely small, and he was suddenly submerged.

(End of this chapter)