Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

boom! boom! boom!

The vast fairy mausoleum is shaking, and terrifying figures, like gods from ancient times, just appeared like this, each of them has a supreme vision clearing the way, with different styles, but they can all strike the Nine Heavens God of War, Fighting against the Nine Nether Demon King, he is superior to all other heroes.

They have condensed too much glory and aura, and have witnessed too many years of reincarnation in the three thousand great worlds. In many glorious years, they have their footprints.

Even though they seldom show up in later eras, there are still legends about them in the Three Thousand Great Worlds. Their names alone have the power to make people excited.

No matter what kind of human genius is born, they cannot surpass their status.

These are the first saint sons of the ancient power of the human race!

The giant wheel of time has rolled to this life, and no one can guess how strong they are.

The terrifying coercion is pervasive, even if it is separated by millions of miles, one can feel the overwhelming coercion surging, which makes people shudder.

"One, two, three, four, five, my God, are these the first saint sons of the ancient clan forces?"

"There are currently eight ancient clans in our human race. In addition to Ao Chunqiu, the first generation saint son of the Shuangtong ancient clan, there are already six first generation saint sons gathered together."

"Is Xianling really going to become a hunting ground for the first generation of saints?"

...

At this moment, all the strong people of the human race in Xianling are exclaiming.

These are characters of the first-generation Holy Son level, each of whom is a ninth-level member of the temple, regardless of their status or strength. It is difficult to see one at ordinary times, but now there are six of them gathered.

"Holy Master of the Stone Spirit Race? Let me kill a few first."

A thin man in colorful clothes raised an index finger and pointed it out.

boom!

This simple finger turned into a black hole with a radius of about three feet. It swallowed everything, tolerated everything, and was extremely overbearing. The Holy Lord of the Stone Spirit Race was swallowed up and turned into nothingness, without leaving any traces, completely disappearing into the world.

"Is it the Tunkun Holy Law of the Tunkun Ancient Clan?"

"The holy law of Jiuxiao, my ancient Jiuxiao clan,

I want to compete with you. "

Before anyone could recover, a seemingly young man came over. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were like blazing electricity, and his hands drew a 'road' trajectory in the void. Suddenly, the sound of landslides and tsunamis erupted. Out, the entire space, including everything in the world, produced a wonderful resonance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The resonance continued for several times, and when it disappeared, three of the Holy Masters of the Stone Spirit Race were also seen in dilapidated bodies, and even the stone souls were shattered, turning into dust and dissipating in the world.

"Haha, it seems that the two of you have made great progress over the years, so I'll try it too!" A figure was laughing domineeringly, with fluctuations that shook the soul. The empty tomb exploded, and three Stone Spirit Lords flew upside down.

Rumble!

Before the three Holy Masters of Stone Spirit stabilized their bodies, a foot stepped on them from far away, as if the whole world was pressed down, and they couldn't defend themselves at all, so they were crushed by the domineering.

Immediately afterwards, the two first-generation saint sons made a move, and the endless brilliance pierced the eternal sky. They were brave and invincible, and the universe in all directions trembled.

Even though the Holy Lords of Stone Spirit were powerful and controlled many offensive holy methods, they were useless when they encountered the first generation of the Holy Sons of the human race, and they were blown away before they even had time to make a move.

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"This... this is too strong!"

"Oh my god, what realm have these first-generation saint sons reached!"

...

The entire Immortal Mausoleum was shrouded in a deadly silence, and all the strong men of various races who paid attention to this scene were covered in hairs and almost suffocated.

These six first-generation holy sons came to compete in martial arts by bombarding and killing these fifteen stone spirit lords!

You know, this is a true heavenly lord, with the talent of the stone spirit race, he is invincible in the same realm, but in front of the first generation of saints, he has no power to fight back, and was swept away.

A first-generation holy son can take away the lives of several stone spirit lords with just one shot.

fear!

shock!

These two extreme emotions emerged in everyone's hearts in turn, and they couldn't say a word.

"It's really strong."

"Are these first-generation holy sons at the peak of the holy rank?"

Xiao Ye, who was watching the battle from a distance, looked more solemn.

After years of tempering, there are almost no shortcomings in these first-generation holy sons, and they have reached an extreme in terms of strength and realm.

However, in just a few tens of breaths, only the last of the fifteen stone spirit masters remained. His tall and vigorous body was trembling, and he kept staggering backwards. His eyes were full of fear, and it was impossible to tell that he was an unrivaled powerhouse. .

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I still need you to return to the stone spirit race and summon some worthy opponents."

"Of course, if your Stone Spirit race chooses to give in, then your clansmen in the Immortal Tomb will be in danger."

The six first-generation holy sons did not make another move, and each of them stood on one side indifferently. Ao Chunqiu got up and let the exit in the big tomb open.

"You...you..."

As soon as this remark came out, the Holy Lord of Stone Spirit suddenly widened his eyes, shocked inexplicably.

The six first-generation holy sons of the human race let him go, so that he could go back and report the news?

Swish!

The Holy Lord of Stone Spirit didn't dare to hesitate at all, his body burst into a flash, and he rushed out in an instant.

"Okay, we can hunt and kill the holy sons of the six ancient clans. We can't waste Ao Chunqiu's kindness."

A very young man was chuckling. He was the first holy son of the Jiuxiao Ancient Clan. He once overthrew a middle race, and his record was brilliant to the extreme.

As soon as this remark came out, the other first-generation saints sneered.

To them, the so-called Xianling is really just a hunting ground.

"Hehe, everyone, you don't know that there is still the seventh saint son of the ancient clan in the fairy mausoleum!" At this moment, Ao Chunqiu suddenly smiled faintly, making Siye quiet down.

The seventh holy son of the ancient clan?

Could it be that some of the other two saint sons of the ancient clan also came?

"You probably have forgotten, the primordial beginning of my human race."

"Now Taichu has been reshaped, and the Son of Taichu is also in the fairy tomb."

Ao Chunqiu continued, the holy light surged in his pupils, and he looked towards Xiao Ye's direction.

"Hehe, an ancient clan that has already been destroyed, what kind of holy son is it talking about?"

"The strength is good, but it is far from enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with us. It is too far behind."

"I don't understand why Jun Gen didn't make a move, nor did he come to Xianling."

...

The five first-generation holy sons followed Ao Chunqiu's line of sight, and they all had different eyes, but they were all indifferent without exception.

"No, I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the Holy Son in the beginning."

"In addition to subduing the three mutated beasts, the two descendants of Qinghao's leader are also related to him, and they are in his holy world."

Ao Chunqiu's pupils seemed to be able to see through falsehood, and the words he uttered made the eyes of the five first-generation saints freeze.

(The third one is here!)