The powerful and powerful words sounded, and a pair of palms burst into bright snow-like silver fairy light, like two immeasurable sacred mountains, coming out of the boundless void, killing towards the boundless giant palms in the air.

The divine power burst out, and an aura that was unimaginable was rising. Although the existence in the sky deliberately blocked the spread of the momentum, the young cultivators on the ground still felt their hearts pounding and their blood was flowing faster.

"Ah! Silver Blood King!"

The giant palm that was slowly pressing down was punched with a terrifying piercing, revealing the skeletons that flowed through the glow of precious jade. The crystal-clear blood beads were spinning around the wound.

Two giants are now fighting in the void, and the young monks on the ground are looking forward to watch.

Unfortunately, apart from that shocking momentum, we can't sense anything or see anything. The kind of fight is too much beyond their realm.

At this time, a monk from the ancient clan on the ground thought of the sound he had heard before and said in shock: "I seem to hear the roar of the ancestor king!"

What is the existence of the ancestor king? It is a living fossil of a clan. After thousands of years, it is itself a living history book.

The ancestors of these powerful clans are at least saints, and they are the foundations of a race. They are old and old, and are generally enfeoffed in the divine source.

However, at this moment, they actually heard the roar of the suspected ancestor king!

"It's our ancestors!" A young monk from the Blood Phoenix Ancient Clan was very excited.

The breath of blood resonates. This is an ancestor king, at least he has the realm of ancient sages, and belongs to their Blood Phoenix Ancient Clan!

"What is the existence that is fighting against the ancestor?"

Some people wondered that in their impression, the ancient sages were all invincible, and they were the ancestors of the royal family. Who can match the imperial forbidden arts?

An inexplicable vibration occurred in the void, and the space cracked and a ball of silver divine light was burning, hanging in the air.

The silver light went out, and everyone was shocked. This was actually a living fossil. His breath was like a blood-stained immortal phoenix. He wanted to attack the Nine Heavens. He was the ancestor king of Blood Phoenix Mountain!

The Blood Phoenix Ancestor King wiped out the burning silver divine light on his body and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Old ancestor!"

"Zuan King!"

Several vague figures in the void appeared, and they were powerful people from other tribes.

"Silver Blood King, what do you want to do!"

A majestic figure stood in the void, and the silver flower flowed like a god: "The younger generation competed for opportunities, and each one relied on their abilities. This was the rule set back then.

Now, just because of the little half of Fang Wu Jin Mo Yu, are you old guys going to attack the children of our clan?”

His hands shook, and layers of runes stormed in the void. The field here changed. Even the sages standing in the void felt that their cultivation was gradually sinking.

"How dare he..."

"Even the holy realm is sealed. This is a power that transcends the sages. Is he the saint king?!"

"In just over a hundred years, he actually broke through another great realm!"

"No, he is still a saint, this is the realm, that kind of realm!"

In the void, there were old celebrities screaming.

At this moment, the Silver Blood King said indifferently: "I have no other intentions, I just don't interfere. Let the young people go for the matters of the people themselves."

With a move of his right hand, Yin Xueer disappeared from the spot and appeared beside him the next moment.

"Leave privately, I will discipline you when I go back!" This is a voice transmission from the soul, and only two people can hear it.

Yin Xueer's face was a little unnatural. She was stammering and wanted to say something, but the voice was blocked by the Silver Blood King.

"Goodbye!"

A piece of snow-like silver runes burned, making the dark void bright like daylight. The Silver Blood King disappeared here with the little girl around him.

Some older generation monks sighed when they recalled some of their past events when they were young.

"In our prime, there was such a person who amazed the entire ancient star of life."

"He comes from the Silver Blood Clan, and his talent and talent are the best in his generation. Even many older generations and celebrities sigh! "

"The Silver Blood Clan is known as the Uncrowned Emperor. Some people question their arrogance and are suppressed by him alone. No one dares to gossip again since then."

"He seized the title of the Heavenly King of that generation, and was even highly expected by the gods of the ancient emperor mountain."

"Some people say that if the stone emperor's great road marks completely blocked the way forward, he might have been called the emperor."

"This is a genius that is hard to see in a thousand years. He has the charm of the ancient emperor when he was young, but unfortunately he was born in the wrong era!"

The younger generation was shocked when they heard these old people's words.

They have never heard of the Silver Blood King's generation, which does not mean that they have no judgment.

How could it be simple for a strong man who can be respected as the "Heaven King"? Otherwise, how could he penetrate the ancestor king of the Emperor Taoist family with one blow and make him give in?

In addition to shocking the older generation and the younger generation, the arrival of the Silver Blood King also attracted the attention of many monks.

"Who are they? They are just standing with the genius of the Silver Blood Clan."

"That little child is so beautiful, his aura is peaceful and pure, and he can walk with the descendants of the Silver Blood Clan. I'm afraid he is not from the Wood Spirit Clan."

"Mu Ling Clan, hehe...but it has some characteristics of spiritual medicine. If you catch it, you can refine it into a blood medicine..."

"You are crazy! With the Silver Blood Clan as your backer, the Wood Spirit Clan is not the fish on the chopping board!"

"That's a human race. How can such a primitive man walk with the geniuses of the uncrowned royal family? Even the royal family does not have this treatment!"

"Not necessarily. Human races are generally weak, but their qi and blood are so vigorous, they are more like ancient races than some ancient races."

Everyone was talking about it. At this moment, the older generation of powerful people, celebrities, and sages from major families have all left.

The Silver Blood King set up a special "field" here, and all their Taoist practices will be cut off. This is very unfavorable to them. It is better to ask the young people in the clan to fight for opportunities here.

The older generation of strong men retreated and waited on the periphery of the ruins. All the treasures deep in this ruins are now fully presented to a group of young cultivators.

Among them were children of the Imperial Dao family, geniuses from other races, and some knew each other and formed a group of people.

"The opportunities here depend on their abilities!"

Huang Jiuxiao stared at the living jade in the small ruined temple for a moment, and spoke indifferently.

Although there are many gods here, what he cares most about is the large group of creature jade. The blood altar just now was also a gods, but unfortunately it was stolen by an unknown person.

He just received a message that an old clan needed this biological jade very much.

Spiritual treasures like the Spirit Jade are rare. Such a large ball may be dozens of kilograms, which is more than enough to refine weapons. Incorporating other magical materials can increase the affinity for magic power, and it also has many wonderful uses.

If he could seize this piece of living jade and present it to the clan elders, perhaps the imperial forbidden art that he had long been thinking about would have been completed.

A monk was surrounded by silver mysterious light. He was a genius, from the Silver Royal Family. Because his silver zodiac was flowing like a galaxy when he took action, he was also called the Holy Son of the Galaxy by his peers.

The Holy Son of Galaxy poked a spear in his hand on the ground and said, "What the Son of God in Jiuxiao said is very true, but before that, should we ask irrelevant personnel to leave here?"

A monk stood up beside the Holy Son of Galaxy and continued to say, "This is the ruins discovered by the ancient kings of all clans. Do the demons and human races also want to get a share? You are not qualified!"

Some monks from the demon race and human race were targeted by other ancient races, and here they were a vulnerable group.
Chapter completed!