On the dragon ancient ship, a grand aura surged, and soon a large group of various colors of light shot out, standing at the bow of the ancient ship.

The dark gray color in the center of the dark light, in which a figure can be faintly seen. Standing in the center of these many Xuanguang, this person obviously had a very high status among this group of saints.

"Xuantian Old Demon, are you still alive?" one of the alien saints shrouded in blood light shouted, his tone was a little uncertain, "It's been 100,000 years, how can you not die?"

"Hmph, I have been self-proclaimed for 100,000 years, just to wait for your arrival......" The old man in white, who was suspected of being the Xuantian God, said coldly, "You are really here...... The Terrans today are no longer as weak as the Terrans of 100,000 years ago, and a large number of strong people have emerged among them, and they are fully capable of fighting you! If you still have the purpose of enslaving the Terrans...... I advise you to come here and how to go back. You will never succeed. ”

"Hey...... Even if the Xuantian Old Demon is still alive, so what?" In the dark gray light in the center, the alien saint leader sneered, "With your current strength, you can still wield a few percent of your heyday? maybe, in a few moments, your body that should have been rotten will collapse......

The figure in the dark gray light paced leisurely on the dragon ancient ship, and said: "Xuantian Old Demon, you said that the strength of the human race has greatly improved? Haha, I don't think it is? There are only a few human saints around you who support the scene. A generation of Saint Emperors traveled, and they all shivered so much. I can deduce that the current number of saints in your human race should be no more than ten!"

"The Soul Seeker is right. There must be no master of the Terrans, and what is in front of us now should be the strongest force of the Terrans!" A burly, angular saint, his voice was like a metal knock, and it rang loudly: "And our barbarian races, these years on the other side of the desolate world. Struggling to survive, the strength is stronger than before! The Tianxuan World will definitely be ours!"

"The Sage of Tienan said it well! A lowly race like the human race should obediently be our slaves! If they dare to resist again, they will all be killed and become our superior race. Make room for survival. A misty saint added coldly.

On the side of the "Xuantian God", there were several Terran saints, and when they saw this battle, they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in their hearts. Just looking at the breath coming out of the opposite side, there were nearly twenty saints, exceeding the number of their own side.

"The law of the barbarian era is that the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle. Since you want to invade our clan, then speak with strength," "Xuantian God" said lightly. "Let's take a look at the growth of your barbarian clans over the years?"

"Hey...... It's a bit reluctant to let someone else deal with you, an old Saint Emperor-level powerhouse. The figure in the dark gray light sneered, "Then let me try it, you, the old Saint Emperor, are good." ”

"Boom!"

On the body of the Soul Cultivator, a vast holy power suddenly burst out, as vast as the sky and the sea, enveloping the entire battlefield. are shrouded in his holy might!

Feeling this huge sense of oppression, several Terran saints looked at each other and changed color.

"It's ...... The most domineering Shengwei. Could it be that this soul-grabbing saint is also a powerhouse of the Saint Emperor level?"

The so-called Saint Emperor level powerhouse refers to the supreme powerhouse who has survived the triple tribulation and reached the level of the Great Perfection of the Saint. Such a strong person, between his thoughts, the sky and the earth are shattered, the sun and the moon are without light, and a full blow can even cause irreversible damage to the Tianxuan world!

"It should be...... Facing the Xuantian God, if he doesn't have the strength of the Saint Emperor level, what will he do when he comes up and send him to death?" said another Celebrity Saint Qiang with a smile. But for some reason, in his heart, there was a trace of unease.

Not only this saint, but also the other Terran saints all have a trace of haze, hidden deep between their eyebrows.

"The new generation of Soul Clan's Saint Emperor-level powerhouse...... the white-clothed old man "Xuantian God", snorted and said, "I was able to destroy your Soul Clan's old Saint Emperor back then, and now I can also destroy you." ”

"Hmph!" The Soul Cultivator no longer took advantage of his tongue, he suddenly took a step forward, raised his palm high, and slapped his palm towards the "Xuantian God" from afar!

This palm, which did not contain the slightest smoke and fire, made a shocking roar in mid-air, and then an illusory gray giant hand appeared in mid-air, like a demon hand covering the sky and the sun! Under the shroud of this huge palm, the people around the white-clothed old man all showed a look of panic. If they were allowed to resist the blow, they would never be able to block it.

"Xuantian God" glanced up, there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes, and a thin finger poked out, right in the palm of the giant palm.

The next moment, the majesty of the mighty Holy Emperor completely exploded!

The extremely strong dark energy, centered on the point of battle, burst out violently, and swept away in all directions in a violent attitude.

"Be careful!" the old man in white, "Xuantian God", shouted in a deep voice, and then grabbed it with one hand, and threw a team of Xuanhuang powerhouses who were stunned on the side to a distance behind him. If this were not the case, the aftermath of the violent explosion just now would definitely tear these Xuanhuang powerhouses apart.

And the soul of the saint, there is no such concern, he is surrounded by saints and powerhouses of other races, although the aftermath of this kind of confrontation is fierce and violent, but it has little impact on these people. Taking advantage of Xuantian God's efforts to save people, he has already taken the lead.

"Hehe, Xuantian Old Demon, you don't seem to have the power to look at the world like 100,000 years ago!" The Soul Soul Sage slashed out with one claw again, and five terrible gray lights drew an arc, and grabbed the enemy in the air, "Could it be that you are worried that the power you exert is too strong for the rotten body to bear?" hahaha!"

The white-clothed old man "Xuantian God" said nothing, his thin palm reached out, and he shook it gently, and suddenly the five gray lights were crushed again, turning into the most primitive energy and dissipating into the void.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, take me a move too!" After the old man in white crushed the gray light, his palm spread out, and a powerful suction force suddenly formed in the palm of his hand: "Eye of a Thousand Winds!"

A small cyan whirlwind condensed from the palm of the white-clothed old man's palm, and spun rapidly! The soul sage only felt that his body was light, and his body was involuntarily absorbed.

"How could this be!" the Soul Seeker was taken aback, if he was sucked into the Eye of a Thousand Winds, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die. (To be continued)

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