Mysterious Human Race Emperor

"Kill!"

Lu Zhishen, who was shirtless, had blood in his eyes, like a cluster of blood-colored flames rising, his body glowing with blood, and his murderous aura was overwhelming. He waved a black iron chan stick in his hand, slaughtering all directions, fighting in blood, and his vitality was a mess.

"This group of villains should be punished!"

Wu Song held a pair of knives, his eyes were like torches, as if a fierce tiger descended from the mountain, the sword light swept across the sky, and the enemy's blood turned into rain in the sky.

"Take a knife from a certain family!"

"Take a knife from a certain family!"

A red-faced man with a three-foot long beard, wearing a green robe and golden armor, lying silkworm eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, majestic and dignified, with an unparalleled spirit, holding a Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, the dragon walks with tiger steps, swings between the swords, the light of the sword faintly turns into a dragon. Out, roaring the heavens and the earth, and fighting.

Next to the red-faced man, there is a long-eared man, silver armor and black robe, with arms over his knees, holding a double-strand sword to kill the enemy, and a black-faced general with a swallow beard, a leopard's head and eyes, a snake eight feet tall The spear, shrouded in the sky-piercing thunder light, was just rising up there to kill.

"These people are all good. I didn't expect that there are many outstanding people in this Huaxia tribe."

A respected young adult from the Primordial Clan, looking at the battlefield with dark eyes, finally fell on the Luo Yao and Luo Xi sisters, smiled evilly: "These are really two rare twin beauties, and they even have a divine body. The two of them are captured, and it is best to become a Taoist companion with me. The rest, kill them all!"

"Yes!"

After he said that, upon hearing the order, a Primordial Clan expert dispatched, with eight tentacles, shrouded down, carrying a poisonous mist to the sky!

"What do you think I'm waiting for?"

The red-faced man was furious, and with a wave of the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand, the Qinglong waved its tail, and the blade pierced the sky and slashed at one of the tentacles.

puff!

The red-faced man, with a half-step great power cultivation base, slashed the tentacles of the first realm, the great power of the Primordial Clan, and the dark green blood splashed several feet high.

The huge tentacle fell, and dark green blood splattered on the ground. However, the half of the tentacle, even if it was cut off, would not die.

The red-faced man stepped on the broken tentacle, and the blade of the Azure Dragon Crescent Saber was dense, with the shadow of the Azure Dragon lingering on it, pointing at the great master of the Primordial Clan, shouting: "Come here, fight!"

"It's only a half-step great power, do you dare to challenge the real power?"

The young adult of the Yuluo Clan raised his eyelids halfway, his face was full of sarcasm, and his appearance was even more sinister, "Here, take off his head!"

"Be too self-sufficient, give me death!"

That Primordial Master of the Primordial Clan flew over, and each of the seven tentacles shot out a light seal, and the seven seals merged into one, turning into a big green seal, as big as a mountain, with a monstrous evil light. It seems to sink the ground.

laugh!

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flew from the sky, and it seemed that the light that illuminated the ages shattered the emerald green seal, and cut the entire Yuluo Clan almighty.

When it landed on the ground, it was a splendid and gorgeous golden emperor sword.

"Who? Do you want to die!"

The young adults of the Primordial Clan roared angrily, not expecting the ants in their eyes, that someone would dare to resist them.

A group of powerful human figures appeared from the sky, headed by the golden armor, with black hair like waterfalls, bright eyes, shrouded in the breath of the emperor, and the fortune of eternity.

"My name is Xuanyuan! I'm here to kill you!".

Chapter 119 The first military force in ancient and modern times!

At the end of the sky, a middle-aged man in golden armor, with yellow skin, loose black hair, dark eyes, very heroic, shrouded in golden light, has an aura of emperor Dao that is not angry and arrogant, like a human race from ancient times. The emperor is back.

Behind the man, there are a group of powerful figures, armed with soldiers, their blood is soaring to the sky.

Even if they were summoned by "Troubled Times" from their heydays, but, for some unknown reason, they still had a prehistoric aura that couldn't go away. Killed from ancient times.

Xuanyuan, Shennong, Suiren, Shaohao, Zhuanxu, Diku, Yao, Shun... These are the names that have been praised by later generations in China for five thousand years!Respected as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors!

"The Yellow Emperor is here!"

"And Emperor Yan, as well as Hou Yi and Xingtian!"

"If the Devil Emperor is here, who would dare to hurt me from China?"

Xuanyuan, Shennong and other ancient Chinese people from ancient times arrived, and some people burst into tears, shouting loudly, and the fighting spirit was even higher.

"Xuanyuan? I remembered, you are the inheritor!"

The young adults of the Primordial Clan gradually narrowed their eyes, cold light surging in the slits of their long and narrow eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up in an icy arc, "You should know that many people want to catch you and get the secret of inheritance, but you actually Dare to show up? But since you're here, you don't have to leave!"

"They are the top powerhouses of the Chinese human race, they should be destroyed!"

"Everyone is an incredible aptitude, you can't let it go, or you will become a disaster in the future!"

The great powers of the three extraterritorial races instantly dispersed into an encircling circle, encircling Xuanyuan and the others, not wanting anyone to escape.

Xuanyuan moved his hand, and the Golden Emperor Sword flew back into his palm. The golden sword's edge shone with cold light, pointing at the young adults of the Primordial Clan, "Kill!"

There is no extra word, just kill!Very crisp and clear!

"Kill 〃々!"

Shennong, Houyi, Xingtian, Suirenshi and others roared lowly, starting with the strongest killing style, with boundless light agitating, blood qi shaking in all directions.

The purpose of the three extraterritorial races, in addition to participating in the competition, is to curb the rise of the human race. Some of the Huaxia people who have been left alone have been wiped out before. At this time, they want to obliterate all the Chinese human races here, angering them. To fight for one.

In the face of this group of angry Chinese powerhouses, it is the power of the foreign race who has an absolute advantage, and he can't help but change his face. He didn't expect this human race to be so powerful, beyond imagination, but it can definitely be killed.

"Dare to kill my bloodline, die!"