I Have Been Invincible In The World Since I Have Been Sweeping The Ground For Seventy Years

Chapter 127

Taiyi Above Sacred Land, all the sages of the Nether race came, and Saint Taiyi was prosperous.

Sacred Land went up and down, and was immediately alarmed, and many Elder disciples appeared immediately, their expressions changed.

“No, it’s the Nether Race coming.”

“His–, a total of thirteen ancient sages, and two holy kings!”

“Is this the foundation of the Nether Clan in the top 30 of the Taikoo Hundred Powerful Clan?”

“Huh, what about the thirteen ancient saints? What about the two saint kings? King Elder is not an ordinary saint king, and there are great saints and emperors behind him, so why be afraid of them?”

The disciples of Taiyi Sacred Land highly respected King Elder. Even though the Nether Clan came, and there were two great sage kings and thirteen ancient sages, they still believed that King Elder could protect Taiyi Sacred Land.

The Nether Clan suddenly came to Taiyi Sacred Land, and the Elder King gave the lead. There is no doubt that this move naturally attracted a lot of the ancient Ten Thousand Clan to come.

Especially knowing that this time the Nether Clan came, most of it was promoted by the ancient royal family in secret, otherwise, when the Nether Night Sacred King fell, why didn’t the Nether Clan come.

At this time, these powerful people of the ancient tribes all showed mockery after hearing the words of Taiyi Sacred Land just now: “It is true that those who do not know are fearless, what about the great sage? Will my sacred tribe have no great sage? Besides, Your human race has an emperor, don’t my ancient ten thousand races don’t have an ancient royal family? There are already nine ancient royal families born in this world, and the human race should be annihilated.”

There were two sage kings of the Nether tribe. The remnants of the Kongming tribe and the whale tribe who were killed by King Elder also ran out, pleading with the thirteen ancient sages of the Nether tribe: “Everyone from the Nether tribe. Lord Sage, King Elder of Sacred Land, one of the human races, is extremely cruel. He killed all the people of our two tribes and seized the foundation and heritage. Please also the ancient sages of the Nether tribe to be the masters for us. Our two tribes will be grateful and sing forever. Nether Race.”

An ancient sage of the Nether Clan heard the words and said: “You can rest assured, even if the current is not the ancients, but my ancients are not easy to bully, I will let the Elder King give you an explanation.”

“Thank you, old sages of the Nether Clan!”

“There are the ancient sages of the Nether tribe, the Elder king of the human race is determined to drink hate on the spot today to prove the prestige of my ancient tribe.”

“Huh, King Elder of the tribe human race, how can he be compared with the ancient sages of the Nether race, today must be his death date, and the souls of thousands of people from the whale tribe will finally rest in peace.”

One of the only remaining kings of the Whale Clan, at this time, the fox pretended to shout at Taiyi Sacred Land: “The Elder King of the human race, don’t you come out and die soon, don’t you want the ancient sages of the Nether race to calm your Taiyi Sacred? Land is not?”

Seeing the menacing Nether Clan, everyone in Taiyi Sacred Land was panicked, wondering why King Elder hadn’t taken action yet?

“Nether Race! You can’t move here!”

The Dragon Lord appeared, and shouted coldly at the thirteen ancient sages of the Nether Clan.

“Dragons?” The ancient sage of the Nether tribe frowned. The dragons are among the strongest, but he quickly showed a sneer on his face, “You can’t protect them, you can’t protect them. Your dragon elders have not yet been born, I See you better!”

The dragon lord’s face was gloomy, but think about it, even if the dragons look down on the eternal ancestors, the nether clan is at least one of the top 30 strong clan of the primordial tens of thousands. He is a small dragon in the Eight Desolate Realm, and naturally can’t deter them.

“Human Elder King, we don’t have much patience, get out and die!”

The ancient sage of the Nether tribe shouted, Shengwei overwhelmed the world, and with a move of his palm, a giant hand covering a radius of ten thousand meters fell from the sky, the big hand wrapped in the black mist that drew the mind, and went straight toward Taiyi Sacred Land.

“The ancient sage of the Nether tribe dares to really make a move. Isn’t he afraid that I will kill him in King Sacred Land Elder?”

“This…this is the power of the ancient sage? It’s so terrifying!”

“Where is King Elder?”

Facing such a terrifying blow, many disciples of Taiyi Sacred Land panicked. Under the strong pressure, many people didn’t even have the courage to take their legs and escape.

Lu Xuan’s expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted, “Quickly open the guardian formation!”

A group of Elders of Taiyi Sacred Land erupted like a madman. They wanted to open the saint king-level guardian formation of Taiyi Sacred Land, but under the holy power, they could not burst out the slightest combat power, even the guardian formation. Can’t recover, can only shout unyieldingly.

When Ling Ran saw this, his entire body was shining with a purple glow, and the big hand that fell in the air shot all kinds of peerless supernatural powers, but the gap between the Cultivation Base was too big, and he was seriously injured by the big hand back shock, his pretty face turned pale, and he coughed up blood.

“Is this the power of Old Sage?”

Ling Ran gritted his silver teeth, immediately took out a jade medal, and without any hesitation, directly crushed the jade medal.

In the emperor’s palace, Qin Chen was cultivating various emperor-level supernatural powers beside the thirty-three-faced Qianzhangtian stele.

Whenever he was cultivating the emperor-level supernatural powers, he could always see some pictures of the ancient emperors. These emperors seemed to be conquering one place. Qin Chen became more and more curious about where these ancient emperors would conquer and need such a lineup. Go.

You know, the power of the ancient emperor can smash the Sun Moon Star with his hand. Even if he faces any enemy, he only needs a finger, and he doesn’t need to go there.

At this moment, a divine thought poured into his mind, and Qin Chen’s face became low, and he snorted coldly, “I didn’t expect that these Primordial tribes would really dare to come!”

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

Looking at the big hand that covered the sky slowly falling from the sky, Qin Chen snorted in disdain: “The only saint, I dare to dominate in front of my one Sacred Land, it’s ridiculous!”

Great Desolate Prisoner Tianzhi!

A monstrous sacred might suddenly erupted. In the void, a terrifying giant finger stretched out from the ground, and when it met the giant hand in the sky, the giant hand was shattered and completely exploded. Open, scattered all over the sky holy patterns.

It was not over yet, the giant finger continued to attack the ancient sages of the Nether race in the sky. The terrifying power could make the ancient sages of the Nether race change their colors, and the big men on their foreheads came out one by one.

Qin Chen’s Great Desolate Prisoner Tianzhi had already been cultivated to the stage of ascending the hall, and coupled with his Cultivation Base of the Holy King Realm, this one was enough to kill all the ancient sages of the Nether Clan except the Holy King.

“Human Elder, don’t be arrogant!”

With a loud shout, the entire sky was entangled by black mist, and a giant hand that was ten times more terrifying than just now appeared, and it fell straight down to meet Qin Chen’s finger.

“boom!”

With a loud explosion, the holy patterns splashed in the sky, and the space was shaken apart, revealing a void entangled by the chains of the avenue.

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

The Holy King of the Nether Race has taken action!