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Chapter 128 Overwhelm the Two Holy Kings

"Oh my God! This must be the end of the world! When the Holy King is angry, his body will float millions of miles away!"

"Saint King of the Nether Clan, help us, we don't want to die yet!"

"Elder King, help!"

……

Faced with such a terrifying aftermath, many monks below the holy realm, whether from the human race or from the ancient Ten Thousand Races, knelt down to pray and shouted for help.

Naturally, Qin Chen would not watch the human monks being affected. With a wave of his hand, the holy power descended from the sky, breaking the void and absorbing the aftermath into the void.

The Holy King of the Nether Clan also took action to help the ancient tribes resolve the aftermath.

"Elder King of the Human Race, you have attacked me, the Ancient Saint of the Ancient Ten Thousand Clan, many times. Do you really think that I, the Ancient Saint of the Ten Thousand Clan, are easy to bully? Today, you cut off your arms to apologize. I, the Nether Clan, can let you go and let bygones be bygones!"

The Saint King of the Nether Clan was condescending, squinting at the Elder King of the Human Race who was surrounded by Qinghui. Even with his level of cultivation, he could not see Qin Chen's true form.This made him worried, so he changed his mind and said that he didn't want Qin Chen's life, but only Qin Chen's hands.

"The Nether Clan is too arrogant! You want the Elder King to cut off his hands. Do you really think that our human race is easy to bully?"

"Huh, so what about the Ancient Sage? What about the Holy King? The Elder King killed too few people? Such arrogance is really seeking death!"

"How dare all the ancient tribes make such a noise? The elder king should not show any mercy and just kill them directly."

"You're right, the Elder King just needs to kill him directly. There are so many human imperial clans, so even if we start a war, there is nothing to fear!"

"Hmph, is it really the ancient times? Our human race has already risen. As long as there is a great emperor alive, all the ancient races will be wiped out with one hand. Even if there is no great emperor alive, the Holy Land and the Imperial Race will not be able to stop you if they join forces. , Elder King, kill these shameless people!"

Many human monks shouted, hoping that Qin Chen would kill the Holy King of the Netherworld who spoke.

After all, the Holy King of the Nether Clan was so arrogant that he completely aroused the anger of the human race!

You know, this is not Taikoo, and the human race will never kowtow to the Taikoo tribes again.

Seeing the overwhelming fighting spirit of the human race, Qin Chen, who had already suppressed his anger, showed a trace of murderous intent and shouted: "It is hard to disobey your wishes, I will kill you today to vent my hatred."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chen flew to the starry sky and shouted in the starry sky: "Saint King of the Nether Clan, why don't you come and die!"

"Arrogant! How could I be afraid of you!"

The Holy King of the Nether Clan also had his own arrogance. Naturally, he couldn't stand being so provoked by Qin Chen. Without any hesitation, he left through the air and started fighting Qin Chen in the starry sky.

Both of them are holy kings, and both are the most powerful beings in Canglan Continent. The two of them fought in the starry sky, and they destroyed countless stars, but there was no winner.

"A mere human elder king dares to compete with this holy king. Let me show you this move!"

A loud shout came from the depths of the starry sky. It was obviously noon, but the sky in Taiyi Holy Land turned black. This was the Holy King of the Nether Clan using his great magical power to suppress the brilliance of the sun.

Thousands of things buzzed, the void shattered, and it was so terrifying.

"The Holy King of the Netherworld has displayed such terrifying magical powers. Can I, the Elder King of the Human Race, resist it?"

"It's just magical powers, so what's there to be afraid of? The Elder King has quite a few imperial-level magical powers."

"What about the Holy King of the Netherworld Tribe? I believe the Elder King can kill him."

Even though the Nether Tribe displayed such terrifying peerless magical powers, everyone in the human race still believed in the Elder King. After all, the combat power the Elder King had displayed over the years was invincible.

"The great sage who is only in the stage of ascending to the throne dares to show off his magical powers in front of this holy king. Let's see how I kill you!"

The voice of the Elder King came from the sky, and immediately after, an ancient vacuum roared in the starry sky. Compared with the power, it was much stronger than the peerless magical power of the Netherworld tribe, which shocked the human race and the ancient tribes who were watching the battle. .

"Emperor-level magical power at the ultimate stage! How is it possible!" The Holy King of the Netherworld clan let out a scream, and then, the black clouds in the sky disappeared, replaced by blood all over the sky, which looked very scary.

"boom!"

An arm fell from the starry sky. The arm fell extremely fast and collapsed a large mountain not far from the Taiyi Holy Land. A bloody mist arose from the ruins. The terrifying holy power and huge power of blood made the surrounding monsters... Avoid fear.

"Is this the severed arm of the Holy King? Is it the Elder King of the human race? Or is it the Holy King Kongyou of the Netherworld tribe?"

"The arm is wrapped with holy power and cannot be seen, but it is undoubtedly the broken arm of the Holy King."

"Hmph! It must be the Saint King of the Netherworld. I, the Elder King of the Human Race, have invincible fighting power. How could I have one of my arms chopped off?"

"Arrogant! The Holy King Kongyou is the most powerful person in ancient times, and his combat power is monstrous. This arm must undoubtedly belong to the Elder King of the human race."

"Open your eyes and take a good look. This must be the severed arm of the Holy King of the Netherworld."

"You are extremely arrogant. When the elder king of the human race is killed, you humans will be exterminated!"

"Tch, don't mention that I, the elder king of the human race, am invincible and will never be defeated. Even if you, the ancient tribes, want to start a war, when will my human race be afraid of it?"

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The human monks and the people from the Taikoo Ten Thousand Races were arguing endlessly, gearing up, each holding his own opinion, and actually had a posture of taking action.

"Ancestor, who does this arm belong to?" The ancient saint of the Netherworld tribe came to another saint king and asked somewhat unconfidently.

Saint King Youjue's eyes turned cold, and he did not speak. Instead, he cut through the void and charged towards the sky with great momentum.

"Here comes another bastard! Hahaha, what if you two join forces? Today I will go on a killing spree and kill the two holy kings of your Nether Clan!"

Qin Chen shouted in the starry sky. Although another Saint King from the Nether Clan had also joined the battle, he was now on the sixth level of the Saint King Realm.

That's right, the sixth level of the Holy King Realm.

In the hundred-year retreat where the time in the emperor's palace was accelerating, given Qin Chen's qualifications, he not only went from the seventh heaven of the Holy Realm to the Holy King Realm in a hundred years, but continued to advance by leaps and bounds, directly to the Sixth Heaven of the Holy King.

Therefore, Qin Chen, the Saint King of Chaos, already has peerless combat power comparable to that of the Saint King Nine Heavens.

Even if they face the Great Sage, it is not impossible to fight. Two mere Saint Kings of the Nether Tribe who are not on the fourth or fifth level of heaven will of course only be beaten.

The holy power shattered more than a dozen small stars, and once again cut off the other arm of the Holy King of the Netherworld Tribe.

"Asshole, if you hurt my second brother, I will definitely kill you!"

Holy King Youjue shouted loudly, unleashing his holy power with all his strength, and actually displayed an ancient emperor's supernatural power at the stage of ascending to the throne.

For a moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed. The Nether Clan's magical power and Qin Chen's sky-shaking hand clashed. No one could do anything to anyone. The stars shattered and the avenue buzzed.

The ancient emperor's magical power was a peerless magical power created by the ancient emperor who was comparable to the ancient emperor. Generally, only the ancient royal family possessed it. Qin Chen was a little surprised that the Holy King You Jue displayed such a powerful ancient emperor's magical power.

"The Holy King of the Ancient Tribe is nothing more than this. Today I will kill you two and send you to the Holy King of Dark Night on the road to hell!"

Qin Chen shouted, his whole body flashed with the golden light of the avenue, and with a wave of his hand, all the avenues in the world were shaken, and he unleashed the Tianhuang Emperor Fist in the stage of ascending to the throne.

It is also an emperor-level magical power at the stage of ascending to the throne, but when it is displayed in the hands of Qin Chen, it is much more powerful than when it is displayed in the hands of the Youjue Saint King of the Netherworld Clan.

The ancient emperor's magical power of the Netherworld Saint King was directly defeated. The two great Saint Kings of the Nether Clan were also beaten until they coughed up blood. Half of their bodies exploded, staining the starry sky red for hundreds of miles.

(End of this chapter)