I Became Invincible After Sweeping The Floor For 70 Years

    Chapter 127

    In the sky of Taiyi Holy Land, all the saints of the Nether tribe came, and the Holy One came to Taiyi with mighty power.

    The Holy Land was immediately disturbed, and many elders and disciples appeared immediately, and their expressions changed.

    "No, it's the Nether Race."

    "Hey, there are thirteen ancient saints in total, and two saint kings!"

    "Is this the origin of the top 30 Netherworld clans in the Primordial Hundred Powerful Clan?"

    "Hmph, what about the thirteen ancient saints? What about the two saint kings? The elder king is not an ordinary saint king, and there are great saints and emperors behind him, so why fear them?"

    The disciples of the Taiyi Holy Land highly respect the Elder King. Even if the Nether Clan comes, the two holy kings and the thirteen ancient saints, they still believe that the Elder King can protect the Taiyi Holy Land. .

    The Nether Clan suddenly descended on the Holy Land of Taiyi, and had the patriarchal elder king confer the head. There is no doubt that this move naturally attracted many immemorial tribes to come.

    Especially knowing that the Netherworld clan came this time, most of them were secretly promoted by the ancient royal family, otherwise why didn't the Netherworld clan come when the Holy King of the Nether Night fell.

    At this time, after hearing the words of everyone in Taiyi Holy Land, these ancient powerhouses all showed mockery: "It's really fearless for those who don't know, what about the great sage? Wouldn’t there be no Great Sage? Besides, your human race has an imperial clan, don’t tell me there is no ancient imperial clan in the ancient times, there are nine ancient imperial clans born in this world, and the human clan should be destroyed.”

    There are two holy kings of the Nether Clan, and the remnants of the Kongming Clan and the Whale Clan who were killed by the Elder King also ran out, begging for the thirteen ancient saints of the Nether Clan Said: "The ancient sages of the Nether Clan, this elder king of the Holy Land of the Holy Land of the Human Race is extremely cruel, killing all the clansmen of our two clans, seizing the foundation and heritage, and also asking the ancient sages of the Nether Clan to be the masters for us, the two of us. The clan will surely be grateful to Dade, and forever sing praises to the nether clan.”

      An explanation."

    "Thank you for the ancient saints of the Nether Clan!"

    "With all the ancient sages of the Nether Clan here, the Elder King of the Human Race must drink hatred on the spot today to prove the prestige of my Taikoo Clan."

    "Hmph, the mere human elder king, how can he be compared with the ancient sages of the nether clan, today must be his death, and the souls of thousands of people from the whale clan will finally rest in peace ."

      Hey, can't you step on your Taiyi Holy Land?"

    Seeing the aggressive Nether Race, everyone in Taiyi Holy Land was flustered and wondered, why hasn't the elder king shot yet?

    "Netherworld! You can't move here!"

    The Dragon Lord appeared and gave a cold cry at the thirteen ancient saints of the Nether tribe.

    "Dragon clan?" The ancient sage of the nether clan frowned, the dragon clan is one of the strongest clans, but he soon showed a sneer on his face, "Junior dragon clan, you still can't protect them, Your dragon elders have not yet been born, I think you should be more peaceful!"

    The Dragon Lord's face is gloomy, but think about it, even if the dragon clan is contemptuous of the ancients, the Nether clan is still in the top 30 strong clans of the ancient times. Can't deter them.

    "Human elder king, we have no patience, get out and die!"

      After being suppressed by Taiyi Holy Land, he left.

    "The ancient sage of the nether tribe dared to take action, isn't he afraid that my holy land elder king will kill him?"

    "This...this is the power of the ancient saint? It's so terrifying!"

    "Where is the elder king?"

    Faced with such a terrifying blow, many disciples in Taiyi Holy Land panicked. Under the strong pressure, many people did not even have the courage to run away with their legs.

    Lu Xuan's expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and protect the sect!"

    The elders of the Taiyi Holy Land erupted like crazy, wanting to open the holy king-level guardian formation of the Taiyi Holy Land, but under the holy prestige, they could not burst out the slightest combat power, Even the Protector's Great Array could not revive, and could only roar unyieldingly.

    Ling Ran saw this, the whole body flashed with purple light, and he used all kinds of peerless magical powers towards the big hand that fell in the air. His face was pale, and he coughed up blood.

    "Is this the power of the Old Sage?"

    Ling Ran clenched her silver teeth tightly, and immediately took out a jade token, without any hesitation, directly crushed the jade token.

    In the palace of the great emperor, Qin Chen was cultivating various emperor-level supernatural powers beside the thirty-three thousand-zhang stele.

    Whenever he cultivates emperor-level supernatural powers, he can always see some pictures of ancient emperors. These emperors seem to be marching in one place. Qin Chen is more and more curious, what exactly do these ancient emperors want Where to conquer, it is necessary to go to such a lineup.

    You must know that the power of the ancient emperor can crush the sun, moon, and stars with his hand. Even if he faces any enemy, he only needs one finger, and he does not need to go in person at all.

    At this moment, a spiritual thought flooded into my mind, Qin Chen's face became gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that these Taikoo **** would dare to come!"

    The words fell, Qin Chen disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he was already outside the palace of the emperor.

    When looking at the big hand that fell from the sky and fell slowly, Qin Chen snorted disdainfully: "The mere saints dare to show their power in front of my Taiyi Holy Land, it's ridiculous! "

    The Great Wilderness!

    A monstrous holy majesty suddenly erupted, and in the void, a terrifying giant finger with a length of ten thousand feet rose from the ground, and met the giant hand in the sky. It was shattered by life, completely exploded, and the holy pattern was scattered all over the sky.

    It's not over yet, the giant finger continues to attack the ancient saints of the nether tribe in the sky, the terrifying power can make the ancient saints of the nether tribe change their colors, and the big men on the foreheads come out one by one .

    Qin Chen's Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger has already reached the stage of cultivation, and coupled with his cultivation of the Holy King Realm, this finger is enough to kill all the ancient saints of the Nether tribe except the Holy King .

    "Human elder king, don't be arrogant!"

    With a loud shout, the entire sky was surrounded by black mist, and a giant hand that was ten times more terrifying than before appeared, fell straight down, and met Qin Chen's finger.

    "Bang!"

    The giant hand and the giant finger were annihilated at the same time, creating a ripple that was enough to kill the Venerable Eight Desolate Realm.

    The Holy King of the Nether Race has taken action!

    (End of this chapter)