69novels Chapter 167
Chapter 167
Ye Qiu's voice echoed in the sky.
It immediately caused the roars of the strong men of various races:
"Too arrogant, who gave you the courage!"
"Have the human race forgotten the pain of the ancient times? There are such arrogant human races!"
"You dare to speak so arrogantly when you are about to die. I will teach you a lesson!"
Boom——
The golden blood descendants of the ancient royal family have not spoken yet.
The old saint of the ancient royal family came in person.
A slap fell against the clumsy peak.
The silver big hand covered it, like a silver mountain falling.
The ancient and heavy aura immediately pressed the elders and disciples of the nearby mountains to breath.
"Get out!"
Ye Qiu raised his eyes and waved his hand casually. The Yuan magnetic veins disintegrated and shattered the palm.
"So strong!"
The eyes of the ancient saint shrank and he spoke involuntarily.
"Is this called strong? What about this!"
Ye Qiu took a step down, came to the top of the saint's head, and stepped on him.
"I'm going to escape!"
The old saint of the ancient royal family was furious, and his body turned into a beam of light and fled far away.
But unfortunately.
Even if he ran faster, he couldn't avoid Ye Qiu's feet.
The saint body was a minor success, and they were both in the realm of saints.
How could he escape Ye Qiu's attack.
Boom——
He stepped down and landed on the old saint's face, and his whole head exploded on the spot, breaking into pieces.
"Ah——"
The old saint screamed and fell on the spot, even his soul was crushed.
Too fast.
The battle happened in the blink of an eye, and a saint of the ancient royal family fell.
The strong men between heaven and earth were stunned for a moment.
They all looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief.
So strong?
Really fearless?
Pah, pah, pah——
The descendants of the Golden Blood Clan clapped their hands and stared at Ye Qiu with a smile on their faces.
This creature was more than three meters tall, blood red all over, and its skin occasionally reflected golden sunlight. It seemed as if there was a real dragon dormant in its body, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
"Very good, such a person is worthy of competing with me, but it's a pity that you are only at the Saint level, and I am the Saint King!"
"I have been invincible for several eras and have stood at the peak of the Saint King, at the ninth level, at least nine small realms higher than you."
"Even if you are invincible, you are still too weak."
The descendants of the Golden Blood Clan spoke.
As soon as these words came out.
There was a sound of sucking in cold air.
"Hiss, he was born as a Saint King, how can other clans play!"
"There are still fifty years, the shackles of the Great Emperor will be opened, and this person will be the most powerful competitor on the road to the Great Emperor."
"A descendant of the ancient royal family has just been born, and he is so strong. I dare not imagine what will happen in the future!"
A human cultivator whispered.
The next moment.
The descendant of the Golden Blood Clan swept over with a cold eye, full of murderous intent: "I am the first one to be born, so am I weaker than the ones who come after me?"
Boom——
A blood-red power surged, turning into a big sword, slashing towards that area.
On the spot, a human cultivator was bleeding and died on the spot.
"Hiss——Run!"
"You can't even discuss it. The ancient royal family is too bullying and doesn't allow people to speak!"
"What's wrong with not letting you speak? What can you do to me?"
The descendant of the Golden Blood Clan turned into a blood light and rushed over. In the blink of an eye, two more people turned into blood mist.
Many powerful people in the sky didn't see how he made his move.
Two Saint Lord-level figures fell.
Too fast, decisive killing.
Until this moment, people realized that this person could not be described or discussed, otherwise he would kill and bring disaster upon himself.
"If you talk about me behind my back, please say something nice. If you make me unhappy, you're dead!"
The descendant of the Golden Blood Clan is very strong.
He spoke arrogantly to the place where the human race gathered.
When he spoke, his neck was tilted and his index finger was extended, with an indomitable momentum.
Many people were silent and said no more.
"Okay, let's continue!"
The man turned his head, but he didn't expect Ye Qiu to be only 30 centimeters away from him.
The man was stunned: "Come forward, you're looking for death!"
Ye Qiu said nothing and slapped him.
Boom--
The air exploded, the void was blown up, and this slap landed firmly on the descendant of the Golden Blood Clan.
Bang--
The man flew far away and rolled in the air for an unknown number of times.
He finally stabilized his body, and in an instant he stared at Ye Qiu with a face full of resentment, like a poisonous snake: "You, dare, sneak, attack, me?"
He spoke word by word.
Highlighting his anger.
"The turtle shell is quite hard!"
Ye Qiu sighed. Such words, understated, made the golden blood clan descendants even more angry: "Okay, okay, I will make you die in agony, blood clan magic!"
The golden blood clan descendants were running their own life magic.
In an instant, countless strong men's blood and qi surged, as if they were flowing backwards, and there was a feeling of wanting to leave.Signs of fire possessing the devil.
This kind of magic is too terrible. It occurs from the human body, and the blood and qi in the body undergo a major reversal. If it is not handled properly, something serious may happen.
"Quick, stay away, don't be disturbed by the magic of the Golden Blood Clan, otherwise there will be a big problem!"
A strong man from the Taigu royal family spoke.
This indiscriminate attack made the strong men of the Taigu clan wary.
Ye Qiu was the closest.
His holy blood boiled and flowed back to the Ren and Du meridians, and he almost fell down.
However.
The holy body glowed, the holy body magic was running, the internal organs were vibrating, and the terrifying Taoist aura was released.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the magic of the Golden Blood Clan was dissolved and could not affect Ye Qiu.
"My magic, even the reincarnation of the ancient emperor would be wary, why are you?"
The descendants of the Golden Ancient Clan had a brief confusion in their eyes.
I can't believe that it didn't cause any substantial harm to Ye Qiu.
"I am the Holy Body, specializing in the treatment of all ancient races!"
When——
A bell sounded in Ye Qiu's body, which was eternal and seemed to come from the ancient times.
This sound was like a spell, stirring in the heart of the descendants of the Golden Blood Clan, making him tremble and feel cold all over.
The emperor of his clan had cut himself with a knife in ancient times and retreated to the restricted area.
A million years ago, he was forced to revive and fight with the Great Saint Body.
The result was that he was defeated by the Great Saint Body and his soul was scattered.
Today, the descendants of the Golden Blood Clan appeared in front of the Holy Body again.
This time it was the descendants against the Small Saint Body, just like a smaller version of the battle that year.
The result remained unchanged.
"A frontal punch, if you can take it, you win!"
Ye Qiu opened his mouth, revealing a row of big white teeth.
The light of his fist shone as bright as the sun, covering the descendants of the Golden Blood Clan. It was too dazzling, and everyone was forced to squint and couldn't look directly at it.
This is a brilliant fist technique, full of positive energy, purifying all evil spirits.
When the fist light faded, the descendants of the Golden Blood Clan were no longer in front of Ye Qiu.
A large part of the space in front of him was empty.
"Where is the descendant of the ancient royal family?"
"Dodged!"
"No, not dodged, didn't dodge."
"Didn't dodge, where is that person?"
"The person has been vaporized by the fist light!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, that is the descendant of the ancient queen, the descendant of the ancient royal family, with the blood of the ancient emperor flowing in his body, how could it be so..."
The person who spoke was silent.
Because it was clearly visible that only a drop of real blood was rolling in front of Ye Qiu's fist.