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It's a complete waste of our time, there is still half an hour before the conference officially begins, I see you human race, what are you doing to sit at the same table with our ancestors, your so-called mighty holy master?

Huh, they're not qualified enough. "

These words made all the monks of the race dare not speak out, and did not know what to refute.

Because this is indeed the current situation, the human race really does not have a powerful person who can shake all directions.

If the General Assembly started and no tripod-bearers had dedicated their lives, then the sacred land of Yaochi, the holy land of human beings, and the chief generals would all be people from the ancient clan, so there was no need to make a move. This would already make people feel humiliated and resentful.

"Emperor of the Human Race, where are you, you must show up."

Countless people prayed silently in their hearts.

547、The Human Race Has a Great Emperor

The conference is about to begin, and the shrine is filled with all kinds of races, bustling and noisy, with different eyes.

As Yuan Gu said, almost all the gods and kings of the Primordial Clan sit on the main seat of the Divine Palace. This is the territory of humans, but there is only one Barbarian God of War with withered vitality and blood, and no one in the human race can hold the tripod. The strong man who can make a move is facing the Taikoo tribe in terms of strength.

You must know that the real core power of the Taikoo clan today, the ancestor kings, have not really come, maybe they are observing secretly, but they have already overwhelmed the human race in terms of momentum and strength.

"That's enough. I don't think there is any need for human beings to announce that the conference has officially started. Just like what Emperor Yuangu said, this is a complete waste of time. Before our ancestors manifested, they have already overwhelmed the accumulation of this generation of human race." , The strength is not equal, there is no point in talking about it, where is the contemporary emperor of the human race? If you don't stand up, let me, the ancient race, come up with the rules and formulate the rules, human beings only need to follow it." Taikoo Blood Phoenix Mountain One of the mountain masters finally said impatiently.

"You are so courageous, don't you think that the emperors of the human race don't exist?!" A senior strongman scolded.

"Hahaha~"

The Lord of Xuehuang Mountain sneered, and said: "Isn't it? If it existed, how could your human race be so humble, you would have already invited God to come down to earth, why don't you even have the qualification to sit on the same level as me?"

"That's why, from the beginning to the end, you all think that the emperor of the human race does not exist, and you look down on the human race from the bottom of your heart. You think that it is impossible for us to walk ahead of you in this era and stand alone against the ages, but the facts are always the facts. Make you tremble and regret." An old man from the Ji family coughed.

rumbling~~

The divine bell continued to roar, and the loud noise was deafening. Finally, there was an ancestor king of the Taikoo clan who was unwilling to wait and wanted to try it out.

A burly ancestor king with the head of a dragon stepped through the dense mist, shrouded in divine light, and walked into the main hall of the shrine. Most of the ancient people cast sneering eyes at the humans, and then respectfully saluted the ancestor king.

"Then let me see if the false emperor you created can make me tremble with fear!"

The eyes of the Dragon Head Patriarch King were like lightning, and the holy power spread. As far as the eyes could see, everyone was shocked, and it was difficult to resist this majesty. Being forced to oppress by that holy power.

"You are the holy body? Let me see, if you are caught in your hands and ravaged, do you still have the arrogance in the legend."

The ancestor king looked at Ye Fan, who was struggling under the holy prestige, with golden energy and blood spurting, insisting on not kneeling, and grabbed it with his hand.

boom!

The Mangu God of War made a move, and knocked the ancestor king's big hand away, "Fellow Daoist, the agreement here is not to make a move, has it passed?"

At the same time, the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda was mobilized and slowly revived. The emperor's prestige fell, submerging the holy prestige of the ancestor king, allowing the swaying crowd to calm down and stand up with difficulty.

The ancestor king looked in the direction of the Xianlei Green Golden Pagoda, his expression was slightly serious, but he was still tough, and said: "Old guy, it's shameful to have withered blood, can you block my three moves? If you have the ability to go out and fight, don't I thought that you humans have extreme weapons, and several of our ancient imperial weapons are also aimed at this place, and they are all urged by saints and above. If human beings want to gain approval, they can't just rely on their mouths to create the illusion of being moved. "

"Okay, I will accompany you to the battle outside the Holy Land, but if you lose, the Taikoo Clan must abide by the rules and cannot overwhelm others in this meeting!" the Mangu God of War said decisively.

"senior!"

Ye Fan yelled, and said via voice transmission: "Senior, your energy and blood are no longer what they used to be. If you forcibly increase your energy, it will consume your lifespan!"

Mangu God of War gave him a look that didn't need to be said, and said in the same voice: "Even if this is my last battle, I will fight for the human race and pick up the pride of the past. I may not be able to beat him, but I must fight him." Conquer him!"

This is the determination to live and die, to sublimate as much as possible, to bring up the lost spirit, even if you sacrifice your life, you must forcefully stand up and carry the tripod for the human race once.

"Hehe, the determination is good, but it seems that you alone are not enough enemies. If you stand up, you will only make the human race look weaker and humbler."

The Dragon Shou Patriarch laughed out loud, but everyone was angry and didn't know what they meant.

Dangdang~~~

It wasn't until the divine bell rang three times violently that everyone turned their eyes away from the Holy Land, and their hearts suddenly became cold.

Two men and one woman, and three patriarchal kings, came from a distance, Shengwei swept away the clouds and swept across the earth, with an irresistible arrogance.

The female ancestor king is so beautiful and unconventional, the pink and jade carvings are like ceramic works of art, and there is a black light on the hair, which sets it off from the aloof, glamorous and glamorous.

The female ancestor king stepped into the holy land of Yaochi first, her eyes swept Liuhe, and she asked with a blank expression: "I came to see the race of the slaves in the past, weak, too weak, even if you talk about the king's body and the holy body, it's nothing It's the level of ordinary people like me. You, in this era, say that one of you is walking at the front end of the fairy road. You don't feel that the gap between the god king and the saint is difficult to cover up the lie. In order to survive, you make people laugh .”

Her holy prestige aroused Xianleilu Jinta's resistance, but she didn't know whether it was because she had confidence in her own strength, or because she felt confident that Yaochi didn't dare to do anything to her.

He didn't restrain himself, but was full of arrogance, and asked coldly: "Human race, let me ask you, is there really a great emperor?!"

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, it exploded in everyone's minds. Everyone's minds went blank for a while, their headaches were splitting, and it was difficult to answer immediately.

"Human race, doom is imminent, where is your great emperor?"

"Where is the Slashing Immortal??"

The other two ancestor kings also echoed this arrogance of firmly believing that there is no emperor in the human race.

"Ah~"

A sigh sounded from the void.

The void opened, and an old man stepped out. It was the old saint of the Ji family.

He was also withered, but there was perseverance in his heart, and there was fire in his eyes. His hunched figure stood there like a falling plantain, but his arrogance gave people a contrasting feeling of standing proudly.

"Then let the old man tell you that the human race has a great emperor named Zhanxian, who is recognized by the ancestors of the void, and should suppress the universe and starry sky."

Stab it!

A bolt of red lightning flew from thousands of miles away, directly stabbing at the Dragon Head Ancestor King standing in the shrine.

A shot through the chest!

"Who?!"

"Bold!"

Some ancestors burst out drinking.

The Dragon Head Patriarch also covered his chest and retreated violently. This sudden shot from outside the sky shook his foundation. If he hadn't reacted at the last moment, his physical body would have completely collapsed, and now it is still full of cracks.

The figure coming from lightning landed next to the red spear nailed to the ground. Gu Tianshu pulled out the spear and stood it up behind his back. His black hair fluttered, and his aura pierced the mountains and rivers, arousing the rhythm of heaven and earth, and making the divine bell ring continuously.

"I'm also here to tell you, human race, there is a great emperor!"