These ancient saints of ancient tribes were frightened by this strange feeling and their faces turned pale. They were frightened and their bodies immediately flew backwards to try to avoid them.

The loss of life essence for more than a thousand years is an unbearable weight.

“It’s so scary…!”

After falling to the ground, the lips of these ancient saints were trembling and trembling, and their eyes were inexplicably terrified. This terrifying experience of being forcibly plundered and devouring life made them feel very terrifying.

It makes them feel more uncomfortable than a life-and-death battle.

Above, the dark fog was surging and surging, and the sound was huge. The slender and powerful figure seemed even more unattainable and heroic. At this moment, the scene was like standing on the ninth level of darkness, overlooking the mundane world below.

The bloodthirsty eyes turned slightly, making the saint feel fearful.

"Boom..."

The dark mist is surging, like a vast ocean rising and falling.

Suddenly, these dark mists flooded the entire sinkhole, like boundless black clouds pressing down on the top. Their power was so heavy that it was a little unbearable in the heart of the ancestor king, as if a mortal was crushed into a mountain.

Whether in the past or present, if you ask the master of this world, you will undoubtedly be a sage from ancient times.

It is too rare for the ancient emperor and the emperor to have one of them for tens of thousands of years. Only the ancient sages always appear and dominate the world, but now they are suppressed by the other party's momentum and are difficult to resist.

Several quasi-emperors all felt a terrifying feeling and looked extremely solemn.

"Is the other party only half a step away from pursuing the Tao? Or is a human emperor resurrected?" The Golden King asked subconsciously, his voice becoming a little unnatural, and there was a trace of worry in his heart.

"It's not the great emperor, it's just a great ancient holy body. But if it explodes with all its strength, it can also have the great emperor-level combat power for a certain period of time, and..." One of the ancient quasi-emperors felt it carefully, hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly: "The strange black mist surrounding his body seems to have signs of strengthening the other party..."

As soon as this was said, all the saints and ancestor kings of the ancient clan felt cold in their hearts and felt cold all over.

The Golden King, Huntuo Great Sage, Qianlun Great Sage, etc. have all experienced the era when the ancient tribe fought against the Holy Emperor in the universe, and have witnessed the power of the ancient emperor with their own eyes. They really know how terrifying it is.

Invincible for thousands of years, the whole world is silent.

There is no opponent to speak of.

The ancient sacred body in front of me was not as full of the aura of the emperor, and it could not compare to the true emperor, but why did that kind of aura also make them feel terrified?

It's like a living ancient emperor, lying dormant and sleeping in his body.

"Those black fogs are a bit weird. I wonder what level the other party has reached?" The ancient saints were suspicious.

"His eyes were too crazy and violent, without any reason or clarity, like a wise beast with powerful cultivation." The Great Sage Huntuo frowned secretly and whispered: "If you want to reason with him, you will have no chance to persuade him to be harmonious."

"Dingling..."

A string of purple bells vibrate.

One of the ancient clan quasi-emperors came out, his body was covered with purple air, and his strong body was protected by the ancient imperial soldiers of the Jidao. Each of the bells of the Wanlong bells was crystal clear like purple agate, forming a real dragon.

With a light wave, the sky was shattered, and the magic sound was deafening, shocking the world.

"Go together later!" The quasi-emperor of the Golden Clan also came to the front, his eyes condensed, and a golden light suddenly appeared, and his whole body exuded a golden luster, just like a sculpture carved from gold, appearing vividly.

He waved his hand and raised it, sacrificed the golden mace of the ancient imperial soldiers of his clan, and stepped in front of him to protect the ancestor kings and ancient saints of other ancient clans.

The ancient saint who had just shot out the blue arrow was at this time signaled by the quasi-emperor, and fired his bow and shot him in a row. Dozens and hundreds of arrows were shot out continuously. Although they were not saints in history, they were also the saint's arrow feathers. They were extremely powerful and opened the way forward and cut open the black fog.

However, this simply doesn't work.

The black fog is like a living creature, as if it has its own will to life, spontaneously and greedily devours everything around it. All the essence and energy contained in the arrow feathers are deprived of it and absorbed it. Then the arrow feathers make a "puff puff" sound like a rotten wood.

All of them turned into ashes at the same time, drifting and falling.

Huang stood above, and a trace of the devouring Taoist rhyme of the Immortal Heavenly Technique condensed but did not disperse. Wherever he touched it, it would be deprived of a large amount of life energy for tens of millions of years.

But in the blink of an eye.

The Great Saint Body, who was not very smart, finally moved and reached out to grab it with one hand.

This is a thick palm with strong muscles and bones, with bronze all over the body. Although it is shrouded in black mist, it can still see a crystal luster, which is not far from it. No matter how hard the ancient saint flies to the sky and escapes, it will be useless and instantly catch it.

Then he pinched it lightly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A scream was terrifying and terrifying.

The ancient sage struggled violently in the palm of the Great Holy Body's hand, but it was difficult to break free. His dark hair quickly turned gray and white, flashing with crystal shiny skin, and it quickly dried up and filled with wrinkles.

The whole body ages directly in an instant.

"This is the power of time, stop him quickly!" An ancient Bible exclaimed, and used weapons to attack forward, trying to rescue.

However, it was too late. The ancient sage's life energy quickly dried up between the opponent's strong palms and fingers, and the soul fire quickly extinguished. Then, the whole body became a handful of ashes.

"What ability is this? It's not like the great holy body that can possess. Is it a tangible manifestation of time? Or is it the endorsement of death?"

None of the ancient saints and ancestor kings present was worried, especially the two ancient saints who were ordered to test them, were even more frightened and uneasy. They tried their best to activate the saint's Taoist practice, hoping to summon the flying tower and Tianluo umbrella.

"puff!"

A big hand surrounded by dark mist slammed down, simple and direct.

The 33rd floor ancient tower was slapped into dust by a slap, and the hundreds of feet tall Tianluo umbrella turned into ashes, a holy weapon that was enough to break the little star. Nothing was left behind under the opponent's random blow.

“Ahhhhh…!”

"Help……!"

Two ancient saints opened their mouths and screamed in horror regardless of their image.

Because he slapped another slap and slapped at them, carrying a rich and evil black mist. Although the trajectory between his fingers and palms was beautiful and full of Taoist rhyme, his waving movements were light and casual.

But for the two ancient saints, it was a fatal blow.

"Senior, help me..."

The two ancient saints shouted, calling for help from the Golden Clan quasi-emperor and an ancient Clan quasi-emperor. They also used all kinds of magical techniques and tried hard to strike out. The traces of Taoism turned into a net of light.

Try to delay some escape time for them.
Chapter completed!