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"Shameless!" Everyone was furious.

"Hey, are you envious? It's too late, we don't want it anymore. Not just anyone can join our race. You are not qualified." Those monks who exterminated their clan membership and voluntarily became the ancient race were very proud.

When the soldiers from the Valley of the Spirits greeted them, their arrogance soared to the sky.

Breaking away from the human race is the most correct thing to do...

They laughed, happy that they had also become an ancient race.

"Why are you saying hello to those rubbish?" On the warship, there were soldiers from the Valley of the Gods who were puzzled. It was disgraceful to abandon one's own race, no matter what era.

"We need to divide and disintegrate the human race." The leading commander of the Valley of the Spirits replied.

Demonic clouds rolled in, war energy soared into the sky, and ancient warships soared into the sky one after another in the Valley of the Spirits. They were so densely packed that they covered the sky and the sun, revealing the heritage of the ancient royal family. They were terrifyingly powerful and frightening.

The Valley of the Gods launched a war against the barbarians of Nanling and launched an expedition to Nanling.

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The monks of the Valley of the Spirits worked together to open the extremely huge domain gate, allowing warships to pass through, across the mountains and rivers, and directly to the Nanling Mountains.

An earth-shaking war is about to break out!

"Unless the ancient emperor is resurrected, no one can save you!"

The Valley of the Spirits declares this.

Arrogant and domineering, swallowing up mountains and rivers, this is the Valley of the Spirits, a more powerful royal family among all the ancient clans.

Although the barbarians in Nanling are strong, they are difficult to compare with those in the Valley of the Spirits.

At the level of saints, the barbarians are at an absolute disadvantage.

However, the barbarians had no fear, and their fighting spirit was soaring into the sky, and the soldiers also mobilized to keep the enemy at bay.

Eastern Wasteland, Northern Territory.

"Let the barbarians become history and eliminate them in one battle!"

"Destroy the Nanling barbarians, and then kill the Ye family!"

This is the high and cold voice of the Valley of the Spirits, telling the Northern Territory and revealing the majesty of the ancient royal family.

Countless creatures were frightened upon hearing this.

The Valley of the Spirits is located among thousands of mountains and valleys. It was originally barren of grass, but now it is covered with lush greenery for tens of thousands of miles in radius.

An ancestral king stood as tall as a mountain and remained motionless, sitting cross-legged on an immortal altar. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and the scene of the evolution of the universe and the collapse of the sea of ​​stars was extremely horrifying.

In the distance, there are ancient palaces one after another. There are many ancient creatures, extremely prosperous, and all of them are extremely powerful.

In the ancient times, resources were abundant, far exceeding those of later generations. Even precious divine sources could be easily refined.

After the ancient times, divine resources were scarce.

Although the Valley of the Spirits cannot compete with the great clans that have produced ancient emperors, it is still a royal clan worthy of the name. It is proud of the others and can dominate a vast area.

"King Ancestor, we have found out that the Barbarian God of the Nanling Barbarians is their seventeenth generation ancestor. He is indeed extremely powerful and powerful, but he is about to transform into a Taoist form. As long as he steps out of the divine source, he will immediately become the law of the Dao and return to the realm of Taoism. Heaven and earth are in nature.”

A ferocious ancient creature with four heads and eight arms was kneeling on the ground.

"Killing such Nanling barbarians will not waste too much energy. It can be easily accomplished by annihilating them all in one battle and staining Nanling with blood." Another handsome ancient creature said. Wang Ping stood up and sat down.

He is the prince of heaven, and he is here unexpectedly.

The status of the Emperor's Prince is too prominent. As a descendant of a god, he is treated as a guest by the ancestor and is very polite.

"The Prince of Heaven is right, kill all the barbarians in Nanling and make them flow like rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. When the time comes, the Human Sacred Body will come and fight to the death. We will kill them all in one fell swoop!" A creature said solemnly.

"Now that everything is clear, what are you waiting for? Kill! Send out soldiers, bloodbath the Nanling Mountains, and kill all the barbarians!" There were also some ancient creatures with lower status and not qualified to sit down, but they all agreed sternly.

On the altar, the ancestral king's eyes swept across, like a shooting star passing by, making all the ancient creatures stay silent and dare not speak again.

"You destroy the Nanling barbarians and seize from me the Mother Qi Cauldron of the Human Sacred Body. I will borrow the first volume of your Emperor's Ancient Scripture to read it." The Emperor's Prince said indifferently.

Just by virtue of birth, you can get courtesy, but you can't use the royal family like the Spirit Valley.

But the ancient scriptures of gods have such charm!

"What, the first volume of the ancient scripture of gods?!" The ancestor king was startled and looked at each other with excitement.

The Immortal Emperor, the only god in the hearts of all ancient races, is supreme! Supreme!

The Emperor's Sutra he left behind is called the Ancient Sutra of Gods, and no one in the ancient clan would want to take a look at it.

Especially for the royal family, they are even more eager.

The royal family has their own royal scriptures, and the royal family's creation belongs to their own clan, which is more suitable for them. There is no need to be greedy for the ancient scriptures of gods.

"Okay, it's time for those savages to disappear, wash away the Nanling Mountains with blood, and give the humans a blow to wake them up from their illusions!"

"Send the order, speed up the progress of building the domain gate, gather the warships, and prepare to set off!"

When the ancestor king passed the order, his words were plain, but there was a sense of vicissitudes and greatness of the mountains and rivers collapsing, and the sun and the moon sinking.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to pick up the first volume of the Emperor's Ancient Scripture." The Emperor said.

"Please rest assured, Son of God, I will deliver the head of the human race's holy body together with his cauldron, and bloodbath Nanling, but I need time." King Ancestor said.

The Emperor of Heaven hummed, his father's ancient scriptures had many volumes, and the last volume even recorded many great killing techniques.

The Emperor felt that it was not a loss to give the first volume of the Ancient Scripture of the Emperor to the Ancestral King of the Spiritual Valley for a look, in exchange for the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, and the support of the ancient royal family of the Spiritual Valley.

Outside the Valley of the Spirits.

There are many powerful people lurking in the darkness, some have hidden their whereabouts, and some have not.

The Holy Prince, holding the fairy iron rod, was also watching the Valley of the Spirits. He believed that Ye Fan and the others would definitely come!

It's not Ye Fan's character to let others suffer on his behalf.

The Holy Prince was cut out of the divine source by Ye Fan. He had met several times and got along well with him.

Unlike the Heavenly Prince, the Holy Prince was alone, with only a fairy iron rod.

"Oh, there are quite a few people coming." The Holy Prince whispered, great changes were about to happen, and he was fearless.

If you want to become an emperor, it will be difficult to succeed without the mentality of defeating the invincible in heaven and earth.

There is only one great emperor in ancient times.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the Holy Prince was startled, and the iron rod in his palm trembled slightly, as if he sensed something.

"Ancient Imperial Arms? Or Ji Dao Imperial Armament?"

The Holy Prince raised his head, and saw several figures flying towards him from the horizon. The man on the left was holding a magic pot in his palm, which was so exciting that the Immortal Iron Bar almost came to life.

The Immortal Iron Bar is the royal soldier of the Fighting Saint Emperor.

"That man..." The Holy Prince's pupils tightened. The aura of that man was as vast as the stars in the universe, incomprehensible.

At this time, many strong men noticed Cao Ya and the others, and looked up one after another with different expressions, some sneered, some were angry, and some were happy.

In the Valley of the Spirits, several ancestral kings, as well as the Heavenly Prince, etc., suddenly stood up and looked at the figures on the horizon with a solemn look on their faces.

"There are quite a lot of powerful people here today, including more than one imperial soldier." Cao Ya chuckled, looking down at the Valley of the Spirits below, where one warship after another emitted divine light.

His eyes swept over and only briefly paused on special characters such as the Holy Prince.

Deep in the void, there was a dark and terrifying figure dormant, which seemed to be from the royal family and in charge of the imperial soldiers. Even he could not know it for a while.

"The Great Sage of the Ancient Royal Family?!" Cao Ya was secretly awestruck.

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