The fruit of crossing the starry sky

Chapter 409 The God King Reappears

"I have met several ancestor kings."

Outside the Yaochi Holy Land, after seeing the arrival of these ancestor kings, the Emperor and others gained the confidence to face the human race and manifested themselves again.

Seeing the Emperor Prince and others paying tribute, the seven people finally took action, but they just nodded and still stood outside the Yaochi Holy Land.

"Since you are here, but you don't go in, are you afraid of us?" Xuanwu, the patron saint of the barbarians, who was also as huge as a mountain, appeared in front of everyone carrying Ye Fan.

Nowadays, they are the only ones on the human race who are qualified to face the seven ancient kings.

"Afraid? Just the two of you?" An ancestor king sneered, with a very disdainful tone.

Although he said this, looking at their figures that seemed to become more blurry, it seemed less believable.

Obviously, they are still very afraid of Ye Fan, who has strange abilities.

"Since you're not afraid, why don't you go in?" Black Xuanwu despised the duplicity of these people.

"Hmph! We just want to wait for some fellow Taoists." An ancestor king snorted coldly.

"Besides, what if we go in now? There is currently no saint in your human race who can sit on an equal footing with us and talk freely about future development prospects."

Another ancestor king who showed no emotion also said at this time: "The human race can be considered a big clan, but now it relies on a foreign turtle and a descendant of the Holy Body to maintain it. It seems that it is not far from extinction."

Although this is the reason they found for themselves, it is not unreasonable.

Among the many human monks present, except for Ye Fan who was able to talk to them with his strange power, the others were just a bunch of insignificant ants to them, and there was really no one they could take notice of.

Knowing is one thing, but being said so directly still made all the people present feel a blockage in their hearts, and there was an anger that had nowhere to vent.

However, before they could help but step forward to fight to the death, the arrogance of these ancient kings was quickly slapped in the face.

"Boom"

There was a sound of footsteps from the end of the world, which was combined with the pulse of the world and spread into people's hearts quickly and clearly.

It was already bright at this moment, and the morning glow filled the sky, casting red brilliance all over the sky, dyeing the earth with a blush.

At the end of the world, a tall figure appeared again, walking step by step. He was dressed in white and had a majestic appearance, moving forward firmly.

This is a saint who belongs to the human race. He is heroic and unparalleled.

The appearance of a true human saint made many human monks present cry at this moment.

I don’t know whether I was excited, happy, or frustrated, but tears flowed down my face.

For two days, the human race relied on a turtle and the holy body to maintain their final dignity, which made them miserable to death.

Even though he had just been ruthlessly uncovered by several ancient kings, which was more uncomfortable than being cut with a knife, he still could only endure it.

Now, things finally took a turn for the better, and they saw a saint who belonged to the human race.

Not only them, Ye Fan was also very excited after seeing the face of the figure that blended with the heaven and earth and was dressed in elegant and ultra-vulgar white clothes.

God King Jiang Taixu!

The person who came was none other than the God King Jiang Taixu, who once again became famous in the world in the God City.

In order to get rid of his own Taoist injuries, he left the Divine City and embarked on a journey. It had been seventeen or eight years since he had been separated from King Jiang Shen.

His ability to grow up to this day can be said to be closely related to the other party.

Being able to break through the four poles was due to the large amount of resources provided by Jiang Taixu and the fact that he was seriously injured to protect him.

Otherwise, no matter how talented he is, it will be difficult for him to get to where he is today.

"God King!" Ye Fan's voice trembled, and he stepped forward to greet him regardless of the ancestor kings.

Back then, although he used fairy beans to revive Jiang Taixu.

But after a great battle, the God King was injured again, and he was trapped in Zishan for 4000 years. His life span was actually short, and he entered his true old age.

After the incident in the Divine City, the Divine King and Fairy Caiyun disappeared in front of the world. Everyone said that they were already sitting somewhere in the wilderness.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the peerless God King appeared in the world again.

Moreover, Jiang Taixu's aura was no longer aging at this time, and his body seemed to contain endless power of life, looking as powerful and thick as a mountain.

Even the seven ancestor kings had to look back at the visitor. Their hearts skipped a beat when they saw the divine king's grace.

Remembering the sarcasm in his words just now, the cold look on his face froze.

"God King!"

When he arrived, Ye Fan immediately paid homage and his feelings were very sincere.

"Get up." Jiang Taixu personally pulled Ye Fan up and sighed happily: "You have really grown up and can shoulder such a heavy responsibility."

"Just do your best." Ye Fan smiled bitterly. Facing the seven ancient kings, he really had no confidence.

"Leave it to me next!" Jiang Taixu patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, understanding the pressure he had just put on him.

With that said, he turned around and cupped his hands to the patron saint of the barbarians, "Please ask the Holy Spirit and this kid to help me with the formation!"

"I didn't expect that the God King would reach this point. I am not alone!" The black turtle who called himself Xuanwu actually restrained his temper at this moment and expressed great appreciation for Jiang Taixu in his words.

In fact, speaking of it, they almost grew up in the same era, and they have all heard of each other's names, but they are not familiar with each other.

"Even if the God King does whatever he wants, with the weird abilities of this kid and I, we will definitely not let them take the opportunity to cause trouble." Speaking of this, the black turtle was extremely confident.

He had seen Ye Fan display his abilities with his own eyes, and he thought that as long as the two of them joined forces, they would not be afraid of fighting the seven ancestor kings head-on.

As for the God King in front of him, he was even more relieved.

No one knows the power of this god-king better than him who grew up at the same time.

The God King became famous as a young boy. He had achieved the Immortal Three Ways early and became a great king. Xuanwu felt that he could not compare with it.

If it weren't for Tian's jealous Yingcai, who was trapped in Zishan when he was at his peak and wasted 4000 years, it's hard to predict where he would have grown to be.

So even though they are now standing in the realm of saints, Black Turtle disdains the ancestor king, but highly respects the god king.

"It's King Ginger!"

"The Peerless God King!"

At this time, the human monks below also recognized him. I don't know who started it first, and they all shouted, and the sound shook the whole world.

The human race cheered, making the ancient race look sideways.

Even the seven ancestor kings were no longer as indifferent as before, and rarely showed cautious expressions.

"It's finally interesting. A saint has appeared." An ancestor king said indifferently. The leader of the seven ancient kings sensed a different aura, frowned slightly and asked: "You seem to be a little different from ordinary saints. I don't know how to call him?"

"Jiang Taixu." The God King's voice was extremely calm.

The ancient king said solemnly: "How did you prove the Tao? You are definitely more powerful than ordinary saints."

Everyone present was surprised, especially the ancient tribes, and even frightened. For the ancient king to say such words was enough to show that the white-clothed saint in front of him was stronger than him.

"Times have changed, and every human saint is unique." King Jiang Shen said calmly.

However, as soon as these words came out, they were like thunder, shocking the ancient kings present, and their expressions changed for the first time.

As for the others, only a few figured out the meaning, and then they were shocked.

This is the post-desolate ancient era, which is already different from the past. The heaven and earth cannot tolerate the appearance of saints, no one can prove the Tao, and even kings are almost invisible.

These years were an era that made the monks with extraordinary talents despair. They had all the talents but could not achieve success.

But it was different in the ancient times. At that time, the rules of heaven and earth had not changed. There were many kings and saints from all major clans. It was much easier to achieve success than it is now.

In this world, great kings are as rare as a phoenix, and the difficulty of becoming a saint is only higher than in ancient times. With such harsh conditions, it is impossible to take the step of becoming a saint.

Over the years, those who have mastered the Immortal Three Ways are all amazing. Everyone has their own unique path, which is brought about by various great opportunities and cannot be copied.

In such a situation where sanctification is not allowed, outsiders can hardly imagine how much strong will and talent it takes to take that step against heaven.

Each of the saints who achieved success in this context is incomparable and unique.

Even if they have only taken the initial step, it is still terrifying, because they are the kings among saints and succeeded under the most unlikely conditions to achieve enlightenment.

Thinking of this, these ancestor kings were already very fearful in their hearts.

"The grand party has begun, why don't you go in and sit down?" God King invited again.

"If you were the only saint in the human race, you wouldn't be able to talk to us on an equal footing." Although they knew that Jiang Taixu was extraordinary, they had seven ancient kings, so they really deserved each other.

"Listen to what you guys mean, why do you want to do it again?" Jiang Taixu's eyes narrowed and he said coldly.

"That's what I mean. I want to learn the strength of the saints from the ancient times." An ancient king had already walked out and was about to take action against Jiang Taixu.

This inevitable war still broke out!

As the saying goes, status is earned. Even if you spill the beans, others won't look down upon you.

Only by truly showing your strength can you get the respect you deserve.

This statement is true and valid whether it is for an individual or a group of people.

After a fierce battle, God King Jiang Taixu once again lived up to his reputation as the most aggressive in 5000 years, single-handedly overwhelming the seven ancestor kings.

Even forcing them to a desperate situation, the God King stopped his hand at the last moment.

"Why don't you just kill us?" An ancient king asked with a pale face, but still puzzled.

"This is a grand gathering of all races, not a killing convention. If we continue killing like this, wouldn't it go against the original intention?" God King replied.

The powerful strength, coupled with this extraordinary magnanimity, directly impressed these seven ancient kings and gained the respect of everyone.

In the end, these seven ancient kings agreed to the invitation of the God King and entered the Yaochi Holy Land together.

Although the seven ancestor kings have been impressed, this matter is not over yet. The heritage of the ancient tribes is not limited to this.

Soon after, with the increasingly warm sunshine, 11 more ancestor kings appeared in person, all of whom were powerful people, descending outside the Yaochi Holy Land like gods.

The attitudes of these 11 subsequent ancestor kings were worse than those of the previous seven. It can be said that they came with bad intentions.

After entering the Yaochi Holy Land, these people released their Qi without any scruples, suppressing people until they couldn't even stand up.

Even if the Yaochi Emperor's soldiers, the Xihuang Pagoda, released their aura, these people were still provoking without any sign of fear.

Then, seemingly inadvertently, these holy kings revealed the origin of their confidence.

It turned out that since they entered Yaochi, at least two ancient imperial weapons had been aimed at this place.

Once the Yaochi Emperor's soldiers take action, the real consequences are unpredictable.

In the center of the Yaochi Tongtian Terrace, the God King in white sits cross-legged. Behind him are many leaders of the human race. Opposite are seven ancient kings and a large number of powerful ancient men.

On the edge of the broken mountain, a black-faced Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, preparing to greet the eleven ancient kings. He was the form of Xuanwu, the patron saint of the barbarians.

"I thought the human race was so tyrannical that they convened a meeting of all races. Why should I have such confidence? But what did I see? You dare to sit on the high platform just by yourself?"

With cold smiles and ruthless looks, the eleven ancient kings arrived on the Tongtian Platform, looking around with cold eyes and a hint of murderous intent in the corners of their mouths.

"Not long ago, there was such an arrogant ancestor king. Guess what? He knelt and died outside Yaochi." Xuangui turned into a Taoist man and said with a serious face and a dark face.

The temperature dropped sharply, and a cold murderous aura filled the air. The eleven ancient kings looked at Xuan Turtle together, their faces were extremely indifferent, and their eyes were like knives.

Before the meeting even started, the two sides were already at war with each other. The atmosphere was extremely tense and there was a strong possibility of war at any time.

"Hmph! The human race is really in trouble. A turtle has the final say in the conference it convenes." An ancient king provoked.

"Okay, since you have come all the way, why not sit down and talk." Jiang Taixu spoke at this time.

"There is nothing to talk about. You humans are not qualified to be on an equal footing with us." The attitudes of these 11 ancestor kings were very strong.

"Then how do you think we can be considered as equals?" Jiang Taixu was not angry. The worst he could do was fight again.

"Haha, with your current strength, you will never be able to be on an equal footing with us." Another ancient king sneered.

"Weak tribes have no right to speak, and have nothing to say at all." The words of another ancient king explained the nature of the law of the jungle among ethnic groups.

"I think you don't want to have a good talk. Since you don't want to be equals, then just kneel down and talk!"

At this time, Ye Fan, who had been standing behind Jiang Taixu without speaking, walked out directly, and at the same time a long sword appeared in his hand.

Seeing the long sword in his hand, all the ancient tribes present were shocked in their hearts, and their expressions suddenly changed.

Since they could no longer reach an agreement, Ye Fan had no intention of holding back and swung his long sword directly.

However, his reaction was never as good as that of a saint-level being. Under the deliberate precautions of those ancestor kings, he only locked onto five of them, and six of them left the place in an instant.

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