Ancient Gods

Watching the old man's body shatter in the blink of an eye and fall, countless onlookers gasped.

In less than a cup of tea, two people from the Chaos Sect had already died. The Heavenly Saint Realm cultivation was already very strong for the human race in Xuantian Continent.

There were a total of seven people from the Chaos Sect, and now two of them died in the blink of an eye. The remaining five were all shocked and angry. They thought that in such a scene today, Yao Chi Holy Land would not dare to kill rashly because it would probably anger the various major forces that came.

As a result, things were completely different from what they imagined. Yao Chi Holy Land was so decisive and did not leave any chance of survival.

The first killing can be said to be a deterrent, but the same is true for the next one. This is the attitude of Yao Chi Holy Land.

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The Saintess of Xichi stood in front of the bronze gate with an indifferent expression, dressed in white like snow. Even though she attacked people one after another, she could not feel the murderous intent in her body, and there was even a holy aura flowing around her.

This time, after she stopped, she did not say anything, and her indifferent eyes swept across the locations of the major forces.

Although two strong men died in succession, the remaining five strong men of the Chaos Gate were extremely angry, but at this time the five people did not dare to speak at all.

Because they knew very well in their hearts that if they continued to be the first to do so, it was very likely that they would be killed before the war began.

It would be better to confront Taixu Mountain directly. Even if they died, they would win the praise of the world and even leave their names in the history of the human race.

However, the few people of the Chaos Gate dared not speak, but the strong men of other major forces took the opportunity to speak.

Kunlun Mountain was originally surrounded by a dead silence, and no one seemed to dare to say a word, but at this moment, a sudden voice broke the dead silence.

"Everyone, you have seen it, how to choose, make a decision as soon as possible, today this Yaochi Holy Land must be broken!"

Everyone hurriedly looked for the voice and found that it was a strong man from Xuantian Mansion. He stood there. Although he spoke to everyone, his eyes were confronting the West Pond Saint in front of the bronze door.

In response, the West Pond Saint did not speak. She just stood there silently, as if everything was as she said. As long as she did not cross the Dao pattern, she would not take action.

"There is no point in talking more, let's do it, our Wuying Pavilion and Xuantian Mansion stand together!" After a while, a voice came out.

"And our Fengyun Sect!"

"And our Wandao Sect!"

"And our Yinshen Temple!"

"And us..."

...

Some people echoed, and for a while, one voice after another sounded. Among the many major forces that came, nearly two-thirds of them expressed their attitudes and wanted to join forces to attack the Yaochi Holy Land.

However, some of them did not speak. Although there were many powerful people from those big forces, they were watching coldly.

"Boom..."

As the voices of agreement fell one after another, a terrifying aura emerged one after another. The bodies of the powerful people from those big forces slowly rose into the sky. At a glance, the sky was dark.

The onlookers were horrified and retreated one after another. So many powerful people released their own pressure at the same time, and the aura flowing out was too terrifying.

Moreover, the real war here might break out soon. Once the war breaks out, this place may directly turn into a Shura hell.

Even many cultivators retreated nearly ten miles away and watched the battle on the distant hills.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, in front of the bronze door, there was still only the Saint of Xichi. The huge bronze door was half-open and no other strong people appeared.

"No matter which generation of Saint you are, since you used the imperial soldiers first, don't blame us for using the imperial soldiers to deal with you!" The one who spoke was still the strong man from Xuantian Mansion.

After hearing his words, the cultivators in the distance all changed color.

There was news that several major forces had discussed and decided to borrow the emperor's weapons from the Xuanyuan family in the East Region. Could it be that they really borrowed them...

After the strong man from Xuantian Mansion finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and blasted a palm print into the deep space. The huge palm print went up against the sky and shook off a large area of ​​floating clouds in the deep space.

Immediately afterwards, the sky above Kunlun Mountain suddenly shook, and a terrifying aura poured down like a backflow of sea water. That aura was unparalleled, as if it was above all things in the world...

This was a genuine emperor-level pressure, and the pressure enveloped it, as if it instantly suppressed this world.

Obviously, this was arranged in advance by them. It seemed that there was a strong man hiding in the sky above Kunlun Mountain, and now it shook the emperor's weapons.

Everyone was shocked and looked up in fear. It seemed that there was a huge ancient bell floating hundreds of feet above Kunlun Mountain. It was the source of the terrifying aura.

On a distant mountaintop, Mo Yang looked up at the sky above Kunlun Mountain, staring at the ancient bell, his eyes became extremely cold.

"The Qiankun Bell of the Ye family!"

Mo Yang's face was extremely gloomy and he spoke in a low voice.

Because he had seen this imperial weapon more than once, and the Ye family had used this imperial weapon here a few years ago.

But Mo Yang didn't expect that the imperial weapon borrowed by these big forces was this one, but perhaps more than this one, the sword of the Xuanyuan family might also be borrowed by these big forces.

Not only him, some of the onlookers also recognized this imperial weapon at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"The Qiankun Bell of the Ye family, this... Mo Yang had visited the Ye family a few days ago. The Ye family didn't stop participating. They actually lent out the imperial weapon..."

"This is indeed the imperial weapon of the Ye family. Now it only exudes a trace of breath, but it is so terrifying..."

...

Indeed, now this Qiankun Bell only exudes a trace of breath, but it has made everyone present uneasy, as if there is an almighty strong man standing in the sky and looking down coldly.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the face of the Saint of Xichi standing in front of the bronze door seemed a little pale. She still stood there, looking up at the ancient bell in the sky...

But under the cover of that trace of imperial power, her figure seemed to tremble, like a lonely boat floating in the stormy waves, as if she would be swallowed at any time.

"Saint of the Yaochi Holy Land, hand over Mo Yang now, and I can keep your body intact today!" The strong man of Xuantian Mansion shouted.

The strong man who secretly controlled the Qiankun Bell also echoed his words. At this time, the ancient bell in the sky trembled slightly, and a more terrifying aura enveloped it. The body of the Saint of Xichi trembled immediately and almost fell down. She seemed to have struggled to stand firmly.

The trace of Dao that she had left before was directly erased by the supreme aura pouring down, and it disappeared at this time.

"Very good, in this case, then break this bronze door and flatten this Yaochi Holy Land!" The strong man of Xuantian Mansion shouted again.

"Ding..."

As his words fell, the Qiankun Bell in the deep space shook all over, and a huge sound wave was transmitted immediately. The energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye fell rapidly, and the void collapsed, as if to destroy everything below.

But at this moment, the top of the bronze door trembled slightly, and then a touch of emerald green light bloomed, and a green leaf seemed to grow out of nothingness, followed by the second leaf, the third leaf...