The Song of Covering the Sky

Chapter 313 The grand event starts

"Brother Ye, we have been separated for 12 years. If you don't get drunk today, you won't return." Not far away, Prince Da Xia came, reunited after a long absence, with a sincere smile on his face.

Ye Fan put down his worries for the time being, and went up to meet him. After saying hello to Prince Daxia, he smiled at the little nun in white next to him, and said with a smile, "Little master is getting more and more beautiful, are you married?"

"Hey...", a group of people laughed dryly, and they all felt a sense of guilt for desecrating a young Buddhist nun in this way.

Prince Da Xia smiled, but he wasn't angry at all, he knew that these people didn't dare to do anything to his sister, they just took advantage of it.

"The grand event is about to start, please come inside!" The saint of Yaochi stood in front of the mountain gate of Yaochi, her voice was wafting, pleasant to the ear, and it was clearly spread across hundreds of thousands of miles, inviting everyone to enter Yaochi.

Regardless of whether it was the human race or the ancient creatures, they all went to Yaochi without saying anything.

Not long after, all kinds of younger generations came one after another, Yaoyuekong brothers and sisters, Yaoguang Shengzi, Jiang family god Wang Ti, Zhonghuang, Zifu saintess, even Ji Haoyue brothers and sisters were chased away by a group of Ji family elders. Come here, and brother Li Tianshi is also following him.

They are all follow-ups, but everyone has their own circle, and not all of them stay together.

The acquaintances automatically came to meet Ye Fan and others who had changed their bodies.

A group of old friends met, and it was extremely lively. They temporarily forgot the confusion of the future of the human race, and the sorrow in their hearts. They exchanged cups under an ancient tree and drank happily.

The gathering of these people was undoubtedly a small event. The monkey held the Taoist god silkworm to fight for wine, and the Nan Yao and the emperor used Taoism to refine Qi to drink.

Ye Fan grabbed Duan De and blocked his mouth with a wine jar. The god king body Ji Haoyue and the sky demon body demon Yuekong discussed their physique...

The saintess of Yaochi, Qi Fushui, Ji Ziyue, and the little nun each have their own fairy looks, competing for beauty, and they are all drinking with their moving postures.

"boom!"

Finally, what was supposed to come had come. A powerful ancient king descended, the divine bell rang loudly, and an overwhelming saintly aura surged into Yaochi, without concealing it at all.

An ancient king who was born with a dragon head and shrouded in divine light strode in. Wherever he passed, all the creatures kowtowed uncontrollably.

This is the coercion of the saint level, and ordinary monks can't bear it at all. He walked straight to the human race group, and there were all kinds of thumping sounds, and they all fell to their knees on the ground under the pressure of his breath.

The power of the saint is irresistible!
He did this on purpose, strode forward, and said with a sneer, "I heard that there are two saints in the human race, it's really rare, come and see, let me see if it's worthy of the name!"

The ancient trees are like horned dragons, with vigorous branches, stretching towards the sky, and casting shade on the ground.

This ancient king has a high dragon head, a majestic body, and a unique talent. He looks tall and strong, and there is a round ring behind his head, which is dazzling.

Pieces of human races and ancient creatures knelt down on the ground, their bodies like chaff, convulsing uncontrollably, as if they were facing a god.

He possessed incomparable power, and the aura he exuded naturally was unbearable. This was the coercion of an ancient saint. Standing there, everyone knelt down.

"Where are those two saints? Tell them to come and see me." With a face full of indifference, he stood proudly in the center of the field with his hands behind his back, staring down at Yaochi.

The ancient trees are swaying, the shadows of the trees are whirling, the place is very quiet, and there is still no one answering, who dares to stand up for the monks of the human race?They don't have the strength to fight the Saints.

At this moment, the ancient king's face was very cold, he glanced at everyone, and then unscrupulously, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha... You humans are as cowardly as ever!"

He barged in alone, with an air of supremacy, squinting at everyone present, this oppressive aura made one's soul tear apart.

Not far away, in the ancient forest, Ye Fan and the others all had ugly faces. This ancient king was too much, and he wished to sacrifice the holy shell again.

However, the power of the Immemorial Ten Thousand Clans is too great, not to mention this saint, even the emperor has three ancestor kings beside him, no one knows how many there will be in the future!

"Although I am old, I can still fight!" In a palace in Yaochi, the old palace master appeared first, standing not far from the ancient king, and the old man on the ancient human road followed.

"Interesting... I didn't expect that there were really two saints, but it's a pity that you can't do it!" The ancient king Longshou shook his head, with a trace of contempt, and strode away with incomparable calmness.

Beside, the various races reacted differently, some were surprised, some were worried, and more people were excited. The impact of the suppression of the Northern Territory on the Fengshen List seemed to have been diluted.

……

After the ancestor king left, the hearts of all the people were very heavy. They knew that a storm was coming.

In the Yaochi, there are colorful falling flowers in an ancient forest, crystal petals are constantly falling, and in the pure land, many people are drinking together.

The sound of the zither ding-dong, in the ancient wood forest, on the shore of the Ming Lake, the auspicious light is lingering, the mist is transpiring, and the birds are coming to see peace.

The conference is finally about to start, and it will officially start tomorrow morning, but everything is so peaceful, which makes many people feel uneasy.

Finally, when the red sun was falling to the west, there was a breath of star field reversal from outside the pure land. No one came in, but it made everyone fear.

The coercion of the ancient sages is overwhelming!
"when……"

The divine bell is melodious and keeps ringing, and everyone has to go to greet the arrival of a great person.

Just on the horizon, several figures slowly approached, each tall and majestic, like a few magic mountains, trying to crush the eternal blue sky.

They walked very slowly, but they were quite intimidating. Each of them seemed to have gone through countless calamities, and their bodies were combined with the heaven and earth, and blended into the Tao.

There are seven ancient saint-level existences. They came together and walked together, causing the earth to sink. All kinds of brilliance descended from the sky, and the sky sounded continuously, as if they were singing for them.

This is the wonder produced by the seven ancient saint-level powerhouses, recognized by heaven and earth, and sent them various auspicious omens. Each of them is in charge of a unique god.

Seven ancient saints, such strong men appearing at the same time, just thinking about it makes people tremble.

All the primordial beings are jealous, their hearts tremble, and they are extremely awed. This is their saint-level existence, and they have to look up to them for a lifetime.

The face of the human race was ashen. It would be great if it was a saint of the human race. There are seven of them, and how shocking it is to appear on the stage like this!

Everyone felt a sense of powerlessness. How could such ancient ministries fight against it? Seven ancient kings came hand in hand at once, and the people were suffocated.

Although the human race has two saints, it is difficult for them to support each other. There are seven saints from each race in the ancient times, and this is far from all, and the disparity is too great.

At this time, the outside of the Yaochi was peaceful, there was no life, there was no sound, no one could speak.

In the past, it was very difficult for the human race to find a saint, but there were a group of ancestor kings sitting in the various tribes of the ancient times. The difference was too great, and there was no way to compete.

The seven patriarchal kings bathed in the rays of the sun, and their bodies were inlaid with gold. They walked step by step, with different appearances. Some had human heads and phoenix bodies, some had human unicorn heads, and some had 36 pairs of divine wings on their backs. There were also human and human beings. exactly the same.

Who can stop the seven saint-level existences?A holy tortoise is definitely not enough, this is a monstrous force that can destroy all opponents!
Who can stop it!

The seven ancient kings restrained their coercion, and they were not as indomitable as the ancestor king of Longshou, oppressing all tribes to kneel down, but they were very cold, more indifferent and ruthless, standing outside the Yaochi like Qidu Mountain.

At this time, even the complexions of the old Palace Master and the old man changed. There were four statues before, and now there are seven more statues. It seems that this is just the beginning!
(End of this chapter)