Chapter 1588: The Patriarch's Blood

"I'll just say it!"

The fat man patted his thigh and said, "Why can't there be an ancestor to guard the mysterious palace meeting?"

Many practitioners are excited when they see the seventeen Mahayana ancestors coming.

Only Ye Ling frowned slightly and shook his head: "These ancestors are too weak to stop the fierce ones."

"Anyway, no matter how weak, there are as many as seventeen deities! How can you support it for a while." Linghu shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Meet your ancestors!"

The master of the mysterious palace and many monks hurried forward and bowed to salute.

The seventeen Mahayana ancestors looked at everyone in the Xuanji Palace, nodding slightly.

The headed man held a whisk, and his face was a little pale, and it was he who shot it and blocked the sword of the ancestor of Shenyu!

"Unworthy."

The Mahayana ancestor slightly raised his fist at the four ancestors, including the ancestor of Shenyu, and said in a deep voice: "All the families are gathered. I do n’t know why the six gangsters are about to kill!"

"Ha ha."

Shen Yu's ancestor smiled and said, "I am a murderer, and if you want to kill, you can kill. What's the reason?"

Hearing this sentence, the seventeen Mahayana ancestors were all sullen and anger.

After a short pause, the ancestor of Shenyu said, "However, it is not without reason. Before the race for the nations has begun, so many people have died in my six major hordes, and we will naturally escape to justice."

Wu Hua's ancestor frowned slightly, saying: "The juniors of various ethnic groups are too aggressive, and there will inevitably be some conflicts. Only in this battle did many of our people ’s spiritual masters fall."

"Well, you sit down for a while and let the people down. The race for the races is held normally."

"fart!"

Jin Yan looked at his ancestors coldly, and directly cursed: "My Jinwu family, the two princes died. You can let go and let go. What are you?"

Wu Hua's ancestor was sinking in water, biting his teeth slightly, and no reply.

"Good!"

Wu Tian's ancestor also gave a slight nod, saying: "My six fierce tribes, each life is extremely precious. How can you people compare?"

Wu Hua's ancestors were silent, and said, "So, the six fierce tribes simply don't want to have peace with the human race?"

"It's okay to talk."

The ancestor of Cangming pointed at the forged green lotus not far away, and said, "The desolate army of your people has killed too many of us! You killed the desolate army first, to show your sincerity, we will consider whether we want peace talks!"

"No!"

Wuhua ancestors didn't even think about it, they refused directly!

"That's not something to talk about."

Cangming's ancestor's face also sank, and Han said, "This desolate army will no doubt be killed!"

The Mahayana ancestors present were not speculative, the atmosphere changed, and their swords were stretched!

"Protect the barbarity, don't let him miss something!"

Wu Hua's ancestor waved and ordered, with absolutely no tone!

"Ha ha!"

Shenyu ancestor chuckled and said, "You are too weak! The seventeen Mahayana ancestors, even the strongest, are only mid-Mahayana, and you, you want to stop us four? "

"kill!"

Jin Lili sang, and transformed into the main body shape for the first time. He sang loudly on the sky. On his huge figure, the golden flame was burning, and he flew towards the ancestors of Wuhua and others.

"Nine days of the Milky Way!"

Wu Hua ancestor drank softly and waved the whisk in his hand.

The three thousand silver wires fluttered, as if evolved into the Milky Way on the sky, containing countless stars, surging and voluminous, and powerful, and slammed in the direction of Jin Yan!

boom!

A loud noise!

Wu Hua's ancestor opened his mouth, spit out a large pool of blood, his eyes darkened, and his body kept receding.

The dust in his hands was also burned by Jin Sun's body, burning most of it!

It is also the middle period of Mahayana, but Jade's real combat power can suppress the Tenghan ancestors and others.

The ancestors of Wuhua couldn't resist it!

Even if the ancestors are in the same realm, according to their talents, blood, and supernatural powers, the number of supernatural powers, and combat powers are different.

"Oh!

On the other side, the sky eye of Cangming's ancestor's eyebrow suddenly opened!

Suddenly, a breath of horror permeated, and even the onlookers of all races felt a kind of palpitation!

It's hard to imagine what kind of shock the seventeen Mahayana ancestors will face!

In the eyes of Cangming's ancestor, a black light burst out.

Life is extinct where Wu Guang has passed!

"Fast apart!"

Wuhua ancestor sang loudly.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The seventeen ancestors of the ethnic races flickered away, but there were still two Mahayana ancestors who dodged a little slower and were caught by one of them.

A Mahayana ancestor responded very quickly, and the Yuanyuan God came out the first time.

Another one froze slightly, then, his eyes dimmed, the vitality of life in his body diminished sharply, and one planted from the air!

It was such an instantaneous delay that an Mahayana ancestor did not even have a chance to get rid of Yuan Shen, and was killed by the Cangming ancestor's Tianyan!

Another Mahayana ancestor escaped the calamity, and quickly ran the blood rebirth technique, condensing the flesh!

suddenly!

A dark green mist emerged from the Mahayana ancestor's sea of ​​knowledge, quickly condensing into a storm, rushing towards his Yuanshen!

弑 God curse!

Wutian ancestors shot!

To be exact, Wu Tian's ancestors were motionless, and no one saw him.

But a slaying curse against the Yuanshen has already landed in the sea of ​​knowledge of this tribe's ancestor!

The Mahayana ancestor's physical body has just condensed out, and the magic curse of the gods has come.

The Yuanshen is dead, and the body is dead!

He escaped the ancestors of Cangming's ancestors, but he still couldn't escape the Witch's secret curse.

boom!

At this moment, under the eyes of countless eyes, the flesh of the ancestor Wu Hua was torn apart with a punch, and blood splattered!

The ancestor of Shenyu shot, the blood was surging, and he punched easily, and the ancestor of Wuhua couldn't resist it!

But the Primordial God of the Wuhua ancestor escaped, and in a blink of an eye, the flesh condensed.

And the ancestors of Shenyu are ramming between these Mahayana ancestors. There are no Mahayana ancestors who can resist his punch and half-foot!

The stump has a broken arm and splashes everywhere.

The ancestors bleed blood, terrible!

Four fierce ancestors of the ancestors of Shenyu shot one another and cooperated with each other, but the effort of Zhanji, the seven Mahayana ancestors have fallen!

"What to do, I can't stop it!"

Shi Jian muttered.

The fat man frowned, looking around the crowd, and whispered, "I always feel that Xuanji Palace seems to have something to do!"

"The appearance of these seventeen Mahayana ancestors also seems to want to delay time!"

After a pause, the fat man said again, "Did you not notice that the old boy of Lin Xuanji has not appeared yet?"

"No matter what the back-end is, waiting for the seventeen Mahayana ancestors to die, Brother Su is more fierce and less ferocious, I'm afraid that he can't wait for that time!"

Shi Jian sighed.

At this moment, the bell of Xuanji Palace rang!

somebody is coming!

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