"boom!"

The endless murderous intent instantly rushed towards the figure in the Dragon Transformation Pool. Except for Jiang Yun, who was at the Holy Lord level, the Jiang family coughed up blood and flew backwards. The murderous thoughts of more than a dozen people in the world were enough to kill everything.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!..."

"Jiang Taixu, tell the secret of Zishan, and we can spare your descendants' lives!"

More than a dozen saint masters shouted loudly, and their voices were astonishing as the sky, and they came together to oppress Jiang Taixu, the god king in the Dragon Transformation Pool.

The Jiang family was inexplicably sad and angry. If the ancestor of the God King was still in his peak era, how could these rats who had hidden their heads and tails dare to force them like this?

Although Jiang Yun, a powerful Jiang family, was determined to stop him, his strength was not enough to resist and soon vomited blood and flew backwards.

Just as the dozen or so holy masters stepped forward, the terrifying pressure swept through all obstacles and was about to take a desperate attack on Jiang Yun.

"Crazy!"

Jiang Taixu's dry body in the Dragon Transformation Pool actually sat up slowly and stood up slowly. The divine light in his eyes was even more dazzling and terrifying enough to penetrate all obstacles.

Then he began to slowly walk towards more than a dozen holy masters who dared to offend him in front of him.

"Jiang Taixu... is alive!"

More than a dozen of the top saints all changed their color and were shocked to retreat.

All the monks watching the battle in the holy city were shocked. This was the power of the peerless god king. Even if they were four thousand years apart, they could still scare the Holy Lord away.

"Ancestor of the God King!"

The Jiang family was shocked and surprised. They never expected that Jiang Taixu could take action even when the lamp was exhausted.

Jiang Taixu stood there like a green pine, still moving, shouting lightly from his mouth, endless divine power surged in his hands, pressing it in the void in an instant, slashing continuously.

"The Emperor's Formation Pattern!"

Everyone was surprised. The rules and orders between Jiang Taixu's hands appeared. In the imprint of the void, mysterious runes were carved out, shining with stars.

All this happened too quickly. The old God King burned the Emperor's formation pattern in an instant, and it continued to evolve and develop, making the formation pattern even more terrifying and unfathomable.

But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, a trace of black blood overflowed from his mouth, and he fell down straight.

"Old ancestor!"

"Ancestor of the God King!"

The people from the Jiang family were shocked and rushed forward to help him up, then carried him into the Dragon-Crafting Pool.

Jiang Taixu had no blood to cough, and there was only a trace of sticky black blood at the corner of his mouth, and the oil was almost gone. If it weren't for the essence of the immortal medicine given by Ye Fan to maintain his vitality, he would have lost his breath in an instant.

He was really at the point where the lights were exhausted, but the formation patterns he burned successfully resisted the invading enemies.

"Hurry, hurry up, take all your strength and break the formation. You must not leave him any chance!"

All the Holy Lords who participated in the siege were furious and shouted loudly, wanting to break the formation, but the formation pattern arranged by Jiang Taixu with the last trace of divine power was not so easy to break. Facing this endless splendor of magical power, the formation only slight waves.

Just when the Jiang family members breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cough..." A sudden sound rang out, and I kept coughing, as if I could die at any time.

There was no idea when a trembling old man appeared in the underground palace. His head was like weeds, but there were only dozens of hairs, sparse and full of wrinkles on his face, just like old tree bark.

The dark corpse energy filled the air, silently, behind the old man, two old men who were in great condition and extremely close to each other appeared, exuding endless decay all over his body.

"Jiang Taixu, we all miss you very much after four thousand years of separation... Cough..."

Three old men with hunched over, tremblingly moved forward, saying, "Jiang Taixu, it's time to understand the grudges of the past. Our life span is approaching. Maybe swallowing you, the Great God King, can continue to extend our life span."

Many of the Saint Master-level figures who participated in the battle all looked stiff and they couldn't help but retreat. The three old men suddenly appeared and said such words were really shocking.

From the tone of these three old men, these three old men are characters of Jiang Taixu's contemporary era, which means that these three old monsters are ancient figures over four thousand years old.

Under normal circumstances, a saint-level figure can live to more than two thousand years old, and the other party has not yet died for more than four thousand years. This is really terrifying and terrifying.

These are three old monsters, definitely the first generation of the old holy master in the previous generation. After living to this age, his cultivation level is absolutely profound enough to be unimaginable.

"Little guys, we are not as terrible as you imagined. It's just that Jiang Taixu used to admire the world. The three old guys were chased by him and had no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth, and escaped into the immortal mountain.

But we did not find the Immortal Medicine, but found the Yin Ming Grass. After swallowing it, we became a half-human and half-ghost. We survived until now. Our cultivation was incomparable to Jiang Taixu, the peerless god king, and we could not threaten you, the strong men who dominated one side."

One of the old men who seemed to be like a mummy seemed to enjoy the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, and his voice was extremely dry.

"Ahem..."

Then there was a severe cough, as if the lungs were about to cough out.

However, none of the many powerful people present took his words seriously. Although these three old monsters had decayed body, their divine conscious minds were extremely powerful. Even if they just swept by at will, they made the hearts of the saint master figures present tremble.

These three old monsters have lived for more than 4,000 years, and are definitely three extremely terrifying beings.

And the Yinming Grass is a legendary thing that grows in the underworld and does not belong to the human world. He also doesn't know what other magical effects it has. It's definitely just this old man's humble words.

Ye Fan was even more frightened when he heard this. These were definitely three extremely terrifying characters.

"Let's talk nonsense, now we will calculate the new and old hatreds together, and take action together to break the divine formation. I want to eat Jiang Taixu's flesh, drink his blood, and continue my life span."

Among the three old men, the one with the strongest corpse energy in their bodies snorted coldly and interrupted the monks who were in shock.

"For breaking the divine formation, we will share the ginger Taixu together!"

Three old monsters stood together, each half human and half ghost, and the corpse smelled like a stinking sky, disgusting and extremely gloomy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Three harsh shouts like night owls sounded at the same time, and a vast ocean of terrifying waves rushed out from their heads, shaking the entire holy city. Terrifying divine thoughts swept out, and endless tragic corpse energy burst out at the same time, erasing towards the formation above the heads of the Jiang family.

"Shishe!"

The formation instantly emitted a corroded aura, and the formation patterns in the void were constantly being erased.

All the monks watching the battle couldn't help but change their qualities at this time. These three old monsters were absolutely terrifying to the extreme, and they even surpassed the realm of the Holy Lord in terms of combat power.

The Jiang family was extremely desperate. Seeing that the formation was about to break, the Emperor's Soldier was completely restrained. Who is the opponent of the three old monsters in front of you?

The three old monsters summoned together, and endless corpse qi swept wildly in all directions, even the Holy Lord-level powerful man could only dodge.

Almost instantly, a large number of monks who had no time to escape were swallowed up by the corpse gas and corroded into powder.

"Hehehehehehehe..."

The three old monsters seemed to be distorted in their hearts. When they saw countless creatures dying, they seemed to have obtained some satisfaction, and they smiled proudly.

"Hmph, it's so noisy!"

But at this moment, a cold snorkeling sounded instantly, and the sound seemed to contain a strange power of rules. The more powerful the cultivator was, the greater the impact it was.

"ah!"

The three old monsters seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. Without the slightest resistance, their rotten bodies flew out like rags.

Even the Holy Lords-level figures vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Who is this? His strength is so terrifying!"

"The power of roar actually knocked away the three old antiques with unfathomable cultivation."

So the monks looked at this scene in shock and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"My head is in seclusion here. If someone dares to disturb him again, if the head takes action next time, you will probably be your life."

A five-colored divine light flashed, and the figure of the Peacock King appeared in the void, and he looked around coldly, with the extremely powerful kingly aura on the spot.

His words also proved from the side, and it was his Lord, the Emperor, who made a cold snorkeling just now!

“Is this the terrible power of the first person in the contemporary world?

Even if you just snorted, you could severely damage the three supreme figures who had lived for more than 4,000 years, and injured more than a dozen Holy Lord-level powerful men. This would be too terrifying."

All the monks in the Holy City watched the scene in shock, their minds were shocked.

Although he knew that he was hurt by Xu Ran, none of these saint masters dared to express any dissatisfaction. They had heard of Xu Ran's reputation before.

I originally thought there was a lot of water in it, but now, they don’t think the rumors are exaggerated at all, and they even feel that reality is several times stronger than the rumors.

For a moment, the scene became strangely calmed down. Everyone looked at the Peacock King nervously, wanting to get some information about the Emperor's Lord from his mouth.
Chapter completed!