The Song of Covering the Sky

Chapter 321

Huo Lin'er stayed on the side of the ancient clan obediently, with a large pile of spiritual fruits in front of him, looking at the figure in the center of the field, his beautiful little face was full of smiles.

She didn't care about the gloomy atmosphere on the side of the ancient tribe at all. Instead, she ate it with great enjoyment. From time to time, she filled her mouth with crystal-clear jujube-like spiritual fruits, her entire cheeks were stuffed and bulging, her big eyes sparkled, especially seductive.

The Patriarch King of Huolin Cave, who surrounded her and guarded her, felt his heart bleed seeing his princess's heartless appearance.

Since coming back last time, Huo Lin'er has loved to eat some spiritual fruits. As an ancient princess, the ancestors and kings of Huo Lin Cave naturally cared for her in every possible way.

However, Huo Lin'er doesn't eat the fruit of the precious ancient tree, or the famous fairy spring, she doesn't use it, the whole is a living ancestor... Although she is an ancestor in the first place!

After Huo Qizi and Lin Tian knew about this, their heads grew bigger. Although Huo Lindong's family has a great business, there are not so many good things for her to eat.

So much so that Huo Qizi cursed angrily in Huo Lin's cave. His good little sister has been taught what to do. If he can't beat Huo Lin'er, he wants to suppress it first.

"I take the little medicine king over there every day. The king of medicine is one plant a day. There are so many ancient medicines that I can't finish them. If you don't give them to me, I won't come back!"

At that time, as soon as Huo Liner's words came out, the whole family was speechless, but then they became angry, "Give me an order to look for it, and we won't believe it. The majestic royal family will not be able to support our princess. If it gets out, we'll lose face!"

Only then did Huo Lin'er nodded in satisfaction, left a dozen or so Herb Kings behind, and ran away again!
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"Princess, don't you worry about that person proving the truth?" A patriarch said with grief.

"Hmm... What are you worried about? Both of us together can't beat him... Besides, if my brother fights with him in the future, he will also save his life. As long as he is fine, are other things important?" Huo Lin Son asked back.

The patriarch thought to himself, "Is it not important? My sister was almost cheated away by others. How could His Royal Highness tolerate it? I guess I will fight to the death instead of Dilu."

This is unbearable for a brother. Any man who dares to hook up with his sister is a heretic and will be nailed to the pillar of shame by him and whipped for life!
Huo Lin'er smiled like a flower, "Is it that serious?"

"Yes!" This time, not only the ancestor king, but also Huolindong and others beside him nodded together.

At this moment, the mutation resumed.

"Haha~hahaha..." There was a loud and unscrupulous laugh that shook the sky and collapsed, and it was spread thousands of miles away.

At the end of the sky, two patriarch kings came all of a sudden. Their mana was so powerful that their energy was as turbulent as a sea of ​​gods, flooding the entire world.

These two saints are very strong, and they are like two gods descended into the world, looking down on the world.

One of them was laughing loudly, like the roar of the heavenly drum, the quake collapsed in all directions, and the earth was about to sink. It seemed that the two godlike figures were not good.

People gasp, how many ancient kings are there?How to fight on, three people died, and two more came at once.

The grand gathering of all races was supposed to have peace talks, but some ancestors didn't believe that Wushi was still alive, and they wanted to come to fight with iron and blood. This was just the beginning.

"It's not too late." A cold voice came from outside the Pure Land, and another ancient king came and stepped into the Jade Pond, with divine wings on his back, dragon horns on his head, and a face similar to that of a human race.

On the Tongtian Terrace, there was silence and no one spoke, which made people desperate. Until now, it was the ancient kings who were manifesting, and the number of saints in the human race had never increased.

One statue, two statues..., time is passing, people are counting silently, their bodies are cold, and the number of ancient kings continues to increase.

In this early morning, there are already nine ancient kings standing side by side on the Tongtian Terrace, and the aura that permeates it can make the eternal blue sky rumble, which is amazing.

This is not counting the three people sitting cross-legged and the seven people from yesterday!
A gust of wind blew and people wrapped their clothes tightly, feeling extraordinarily cold, as if late autumn was coming, depressing everyone's heart.

This is the same existence as the ancient Shengdong, but it is also the nine gods. Just thinking about it makes people lose their fighting spirit. The little stone emperor is also a human being. Can he reproduce his uncle's invincible demeanor?
"I'm really disappointed that the human race is not as good as it was in the ancient times. I remember that there were still a few saints at that time, but now there are only three in the world? Accompanied by indifferent words, it descended from the sky.

An ancient king descended from the sky, like an evil god that broke through the cage of the underworld, driving a monstrous demonic energy, a pair of bat wings were as black as ink, and looked around Tiange, the king of gods, and the old palace master honestly sitting cross-legged on the side of the human race indifferently. .

"Ancestor King Taiming is here too!" Even many ancestor kings were taken aback and stepped back a few steps. It was obvious that the identity of the person who came was unusual.

"Chong"

There was a soft sound in the sky, and a blood electricity fell from the sky, drawing a dazzling bloody light, inserting it into the Tongtian Platform, and clanging.

This is a dragon spear, red as blood, with a horned dragon coiled around it, and the bright red spearhead that it spits out is breathtaking.

A queen descended, with a wheat complexion, a fit body, very tall, but also murderous, with red hair, and even a pair of blood-colored eyes, holding the dragon spear.

"The ancestor king of blood electricity is also here!"

And all the tribes and tribes present were horrified, deeply in awe, and they all retreated. This is a well-known powerhouse, and few people dare to provoke him!
"It's boring." In the void, there was a cold snort, and a man in a bronze battle suit walked step by step, shouting in harmony around him.

People were amazed that the bronze battle suit on his body was a real holy soldier handed down from generation to generation, which was enough to explain his terrifying identity.

In ancient times, saints had their own weapons before they died, but there are very few people who can really leave the holy weapons handed down from generation to generation. This is also a testimony and symbol of strength.

"The Tengqing Patriarch King has arrived!" Some ancient creatures exclaimed, this is the person who stomped his feet and trembled in all directions in the ancient times.

The strong people of the human race present were ashamed and felt hopeless. From the reactions of the various races, we could see how terrifying the three ancient kings were.

Suddenly, an ancient king was born with the morning glow, dazzling, as if he had stepped out of the newborn sun, shrouded in a divine ring, boundless and sacred.

"We want to see how Beginningless manifests miracles."

He stepped onto the Tongtian Terrace, burning with blazing brilliance, like a sun god, a beech. The visitor was not kind, and he clearly stated that he did not come to participate in a grand event.

As soon as he appeared, the other ancient kings were moved, and they all took a step back involuntarily, obviously having a very high status.

"This is Haoyang Ancestor King!"

The knowledgeable people from all the ancient tribes exclaimed in shock and couldn't help but feel terrified. This is a veritable stubborn stubble, and during the Primordial Age, his record was extremely brilliant.

On the Tongtian Terrace, terrifying holy bodies exuded the aura of collapsing the heavens through the ages. There were thirteen figures in total, making one's heart chill.

(End of this chapter)