The emperor who covers the sky spares his life

Chapter 299: Dusk of the Kings
"Are you going to keep your promises?" The ancient king of the green ghost tribe stared at the old man with all his strength, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Hmph, don't think we are as despicable as you!"

Gu Xiaofan sneered, and continued: "My master said to let you go, he will definitely not do anything again, but we have not yet settled the score."

"Didn't I already give you a medicine king?" Qing Guizu was furious, feeling that Gu Xiaofan wanted to blackmail him.

"That's the life money you got from my master," Gu Xiaofan held up the Chaos Ruler.

"What do you mean?" The ancient king of the Green Ghost Clan did not dare to act rashly.

"If you want to leave alive, fight me," Gu Xiaofan prepared to kill Sheng.

The ancient king of the green ghost tribe was wounded by the old immortal, and his combat power is almost the same as him, so you can try it.

"It's not fair, he can't watch me kill you," the ancient king of the green ghost clan refused.

"You have no choice," Gu Xiaofan took the initiative to attack: "And you can't kill me either!"

"You asked for it yourself," the ancient king of the green ghost clan said fiercely, the feeling of being underestimated was very uncomfortable.

"boom!"

A mighty holy power erupted from his body, like a piece of sky falling down, majestic and irresistible.

He knew that Gu Xiaofan was tyrannical physically, he didn't want to fight him close, and wanted to crush him with holy power.

Gu Xiaofan stepped on the Xingzi secret, broke through Shengwei in an instant, and killed him.

The two wrestled together, emitting a blazing divine light, directly smashing a peak, causing countless smoke and dust.

The ancient king of the Qinggui tribe wanted to get rid of Gu Xiaofan, and suppressed him with profound magic power.

But Gu Xiaofan is like a shadow, no more than three feet away from him.

"hateful!"

The ancient king of the green ghost tribe was extremely aggrieved, Gu Xiaofan's physical body was too powerful.

And he has an invincible punch in his heart, and the ancient king of the green ghost clan who is shocked by every blow is hurting all over his body, and his whole body is stained with blood.

After two thousand rounds of the battle, the ancient king of the Green Ghost Clan felt a sense of frustration.

He is an ancient king, a saint-level master, but he couldn't suppress Gu Xiaofan.

"When, when, when..."

Gu Xiaofan turned into a bolt of lightning, leaving afterimages on the spot, and the chaos ruler in his hand struck thousands of times.

The fierce chi light all slashed on the weapons of the ancient king of the green ghost clan, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard endlessly.

After [-] rounds, although Gu Xiaofan was injured all over his body, he became more and more courageous in the battle and had already gained the upper hand.

"kill!"

Thousands of head-to-head encounters made Gu Xiaofan's thunderbolt even stronger, he took the initiative and attacked with force.

One ebbs and the other, the ancient king of the Green Ghost Clan lost his senses, suffered the strongest blow, spewed blood from his mouth, and flew out all over.

"How could this be? Could it be that he has already been sanctified? If not, how strong will he be after sanctification!"

The ancient king of the green ghost clan was terrified, and his scalp tingled for a while. Before Shi Chen said that Gu Xiaofan was very likely to kill the ancient king, he sneered.

Now it seems that Shi Chen not only did not exaggerate Gu Xiaofan's strength, but also concealed something.

"Fight!"

The ancient king of the Qinggui clan put on a desperate gesture, but it was too late.

After [-] rounds, Gu Xiaofan punched his primordial spirit to death, and was burned by Shenlei, turning him into ashes.

Of course, Gu Xiaofan also paid a sufficient price, the other party is an ancient king after all.

His whole body was tattered, and he didn't know how many bones were broken. In the most serious place, the broken bones pierced through the flesh and blood, and were exposed.

With a wave of Laobushi's big sleeve, he was swept away and disappeared in place.

Although this place was blocked by the formation flag, the battle was too fierce and had already attracted the attention of many monks.

The old man is not afraid of troubles, but he doesn't want to make troubles, so he took Gu Xiaofan to other places to heal his wounds.

Fifteen days later, Gu Xiaofan's injuries were completely healed.

Seeing him leave the customs, the old immortal immediately handed over the medicine king.

"Master, this is my disciple's filial piety to you, please accept it," Gu Xiaofan didn't answer, and looked at Yao Wang eagerly.

"Not sincere," the old man stuffed the medicine king into Gu Xiaofan's hand: "You want to give it to the blind man?"

Although the old immortal is Gu Xiaofan's master in name, he has always been the hands-off shopkeeper.

From the beginning to the end, it was the old blind man who worked hard to pave the way for Gu Xiaofan's growth.

"If you don't tell the truth, you're still good friends..." Gu Xiaofan muttered a few words in a low voice.

"What did you say?" The old man didn't know whether he really didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it.

"Oh, I said Master is wise, nothing can be hidden from your eyes," Gu Xiaofan flattered him calmly.

"Stop flattering, go meet the blind man before you leave, and when we meet again, I don't know when it will be..."

The old man had something to do, so he told the old blind man that he was in Qishi Mansion, and left alone.

Gu Xiaofan collected the medicine king, crossed the void, and came to Zhongzhou.

In Qishi Mansion, I saw the old blind man, and handed over the King of Medicine respectfully.

"This is..." The old blind man opened the jade box: "Is this the King of Medicine?"

Gu Xiaofan nodded: "I can't get the elixir of immortality yet, so I will give you the interest of the old medicine king first."

The old blind man put the medicine king away and handed it to Gu Xiaofan again: "You keep this, it will be needed on the ancient road of trials."

"Okay, old man, don't be polite to me. I don't know how long it will be before I come back. You have to live well," Gu Xiaofan forced the old blind man.

At the same time, the great sage Golden King of the ancient royal family invited the famous fortune teller of the ancient clan to conduct deduction.

The two worked together to deduce it many times, and they really saw through a glimmer of the secret.

Twilight of the kings!

"The dusk of the kings? Why is this happening?"

The Golden King frowned. In the corner of the future he saw, it was the human monks who stood at the top.

And all the ancient kings of the Taikoo clan were on the bloody battlefield, turning into a pile of dead bones.

In that corner of the future, the Golden King did not find himself. There is only one possibility, he has already died in battle.

"For the safety of all races, we need to do it again," the Golden King frowned.

The divine operator of the ancient clan hesitated: "It's not that the younger generation is greedy for life and afraid of death. Sometimes knowing too much in detail is not a good thing."

"I understand what you mean, but it concerns the future of all ethnic groups, and we must make preparations in advance," the Golden King insisted.

The divine operator of the ancient clan couldn't beat him, so he had to join hands with him to deduce.

A starry sky battlefield appeared in their eyes, where the human army and the ancient army fought together.

In a higher place there are supreme beings who are fighting, and their faces are covered by fog, so they cannot see their true faces.

A mysterious master appeared on the side of the human race, and the thunder of the sky descended like an annihilation of the world.

In the boundless sea of ​​thunder, the ancient army was wiped out, leaving nothing.

The Supreme Being on the side of the Gu Clan sensed something, and suddenly roared.

"Little guy from the past, you must kill...Fan!"

"what……"

The god operator of the ancient race screamed, his eyes were bleeding, and he was bitten by the heavens.

The Golden King's face was also snow-white. If it wasn't for the extreme imperial soldiers suppressing here, they would have all died just now.

(End of this chapter)