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"Want to destroy our Taoist heart? Let's dream!" Ye Fan was fearless, with the Holy Shell in front, resisting the eight divine generals and the female saint.

Of course, in his heart, Ye Fan still felt a lot of fear.

Because the female saint opposite is a genuine ancient ancestor king, and there are other ancient kings helping her. The four immortal saints joining forces are enough to overwhelm the Eastern Wilderness!

The Holy Shell he controlled was indeed a saint-level existence during his lifetime, but he had been dead for a long time, and he was only an immortal. Even if his soul entered the Holy Shell, he still could not exert the strength of the Holy Shell during his lifetime. He could only With a few percent of its charm, it is better than the three immortal kings of Dacheng, weaker than the normal four immortal saints, and is about the strength of a semi-saint.

This is not enough to see in front of the ancient ancestor king.

The reason why he was able to injure the female saint of the Eight Divine Generals with one punch before was because he concealed the Qi of the Holy Shell, waited for the opportunity, and caught the female saint off guard.

There is no such opportunity now.

Even if you detonate the Holy Shell regardless of losses, you can kill an ancient ancestor king, but what about the other ancient kings? Without the deterrent of the Holy Shell, they will become even more unscrupulous.

There are really too few saints in the human race... We still need time... As long as we, the human race, are given time, we will be able to stand at the pinnacle of this world again and laugh proudly at all races...

Ye Fan felt a sense of powerlessness, which immediately dissipated, leaving no trace of it. In his heart, there was infinite fighting spirit and unyielding determination.

"It is rare for the human race to have a saint. Cherish your life and don't seek death. If you anger us, everyone will die." The ancient kings sneered and stepped forward together to deal with the Holy Shell.

As for the Holy Prince and Ye Fan, let the female saint deal with them. She has already taken action once, so it doesn't matter if she does it again.

In their view, although the Holy Shell is strong, its threat is far inferior to that of the Holy Prince and Holy Body Ye Fan.

Who can tell that there are two great sages who have shown their power?

"Really, where is the Great Sage Cao Ya? Where is the Victorious Buddha?" Ye Fan said, the arrogant and domineering attitude of those ancient kings made people angry.

However, before the Great Sage appeared, there was really nothing they could do.

However, Ye Fan's words still made those ancient kings change their expressions slightly. They snorted, said no more, showed their attitude with actions, and locked the Holy Shell. Any abnormal movement will be punished by their thunder. A strike can destroy mountains and rivers and penetrate the void.

This move will undoubtedly make Ye Fan, Sheng Prince, Duan De and Hei Huang frown. After all, their cultivation is far from saints. Even if they join forces, they cannot match the saints.

And they also roughly understood that the eight-part divine general female saint had no scruples, was not afraid of fighting against the Victorious Buddha and the Great Sage Cao Ya, and only wanted to take their lives.

Deterrence is useless, the only option is to fight.

The four looked at each other and nodded.

"Don't worry about it so much, fight them!" The monkey, covered in golden hair, stood on his head, gripped the iron rod, started rotating, and slashed forward.

"If the Taoist master doesn't show his power, will he be regarded as a sick cat of labor and management?" Duan De roared, and he also blasted him. While shouting, he activated various magical weapons, divine light flew, runes intertwined, enveloped the void, and then landing.

"Wow! This emperor is destined to become enlightened in this life. He can conquer the heavens and the earth. How can a small ancestor king kill me?" The Black Emperor's words were even more arrogant. He took out another formation diagram from nowhere and saw the wind. As it swelled, various lines appeared, filling it with a mysterious flavor.

"Kill!" Ye Fan only has one word for "kill". It is simple and straightforward. He waves his fist, golden blood soars to the sky, his body rushes into the battle, and his fists surge. He reproduces a part of the style of the ancient Dacheng Holy Body. It is powerful and boundless, but after all, it is Blocked by the power of the Ancestral King's Law.

The Holy Shell did not move and faced off with the other ancient kings.

If other ancient kings are attracted, Ye Fan knows that they may really lose their chance of survival.

The four of them teamed up to fight against the Eight Divine Generals and Saints. Even though the situation was difficult and dangerous, as if they were completely outmatched and their lives were hanging by a thread, but in detail, there was still a chance of survival.

After all, the four of them each have their own trump card. If they activate it, it will be enough to shock everyone's eyes and make the ancestor king change his expression.

It's just that they are still waiting for the best time.

"Four little ants, just fireflies, dare to compete with the bright moon?" The female saint sneered, and then stared at the holy prince, with a strong aura of violence in her eyes.

"A rogue monkey, you still want to overthrow the world? Your father was so heinous that he destroyed the dojo of the only god of all races. He committed a serious crime. He killed you today because your clan is arrogant and arrogant. It disrespects God and instead commits blasphemy. God’s consequences!”

The female saint is very vengeful, and it seems that she has long been resentful and harbors a grudge.

Back then, the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor was so powerful that they could only endure it, but now they want to get it back from the monkey.

At this time, all the tribes remained silent and did not even dare to take a breath. Several ancient ancestor kings moved together like gods, which was really too intimidating.

They had expectations of the final outcome of this battle, and even had a lot of imagination about the future situation. It was as if they had seen the blood-stained land of the Eastern Wasteland, and their hearts suddenly became heavy.

However, how can they stop the ancient ancestor king's determination?

Just now, I have summoned up the courage to give him some advice, but I really don’t dare to do more.

Holy Prince, Holy Body Ye Fan, Duan De, Black Emperor and others, please wish yourself good luck...

Everyone sighed secretly, feeling that this grand gathering of all races would fall short.

As for the qualified heirs of the ancient prince, they watched with cold eyes and did not speak.

This has nothing to do with them.

Even if the Great Sage is dispatched with the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, he will not be able to threaten the royal family.

Because the ancient royal family also has the Six Immortal Saints who have been dusted to this day, and has the ancient emperor's weapons to suppress the family's heritage.

Among them, Yuan Gu and Princess Huang were even more like the princes of the same day. They were watching quietly with a sneer on their faces without saying a word, with a hint of teasing at the corners of their mouths.

Apart from the Holy Prince and the Human Saint Ye Fan, there are two more enemies on the road to future certification.

Many human monks actually had the same idea and were happy to see the female saint kill Mark and the holy prince. They felt like gloating about their misfortune.

Of course, there were also many monks who couldn't bear it, but were unable to compete with the ancient ancestor king, so they had to sigh.

They felt very aggrieved. It was clear that this was the ancient holy land of the human race and the orthodoxy passed down by the ancient emperor. However, the one who was showing off his power here was the ancient ancestor king, and he wanted to kill the ancient holy body of the human race. This was undoubtedly It is a naked humiliation, which is equivalent to a slap in the face of the human race.

"Great Sage Cao Ya, where are you?" Some old monks shouted, calling Great Sage Cao Ya to come here to suppress the ancient ancestor king and boost the morale of the human race.

"The wails of the weak make people laugh." The female saint sneered, and shot out her slender hand, sending Ye Fan and the others flying away. Blood was bleeding from her mouth, and her face became paler, but her eyes were still bright.

boom! ! !

The various magical weapons and formations of Duan De and Black Emperor were smashed to pieces by the palm of the female saint of the Eight Divine Generals.

The sticks and fists of the Holy Prince and Ye Fan were also shattered with a snap of their fingers and disappeared into thin air.

The power of a saint can dominate the whole world!

"The holy prince and the human holy body are all bullshit! In front of me, he is as vulnerable as an insect." The female saint sneered again and again and said, "A few dogs dare to disrespect the immortal emperor and blaspheme all things. The only god of our tribe is so audacious that he has eaten the heart of a bear and is as bold as a leopard. Today, I will skin you, break your bones, and then admire your powerlessness and fear when you die in despair in the mournful wail. .”

The female saint was cold and indifferent. Although she was charming and charming, her cold murderous aura permeated the mountains and the earth, making countless living beings tremble with fear.