Chapter 1187: Proud of the Ancient Gods (Part 5)

Zao Fa opened his mouth, and all the gods, kings and gods laughed wildly.

They surrounded the ancient **** like looking at a chick.

"Ye Gushen, you also have today?"

"Hahaha! Wait a minute, let's see how I squeeze you to death!"

"Now I think your Nirvana is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it!"

"Hahahaha, yes, kill him, he can Nirvana, and then we continue to torture!"

The Protoss, Star Demon, Prophet, and even the gods of the Silver Wings also participated in the heated discussion.

There was wanton and teasing in their eyes, and even more impatient excitement, wishing to suppress the ancient **** immediately.

"After the door is opened, Ancient God, follow me! No one dares to mess with you!"

The Fayi Human Clan opened their mouths, although only one came, but it was very extraordinary, because he had the Sea of Double Laws, and his strength was tyrannical.

"Brother Ancient God! The Fayi Human Race is your mother-in-law's family, no one dares to mess with you!"

Fa Xiaomei shouted among the gods of the same clan.

"Is it?"

The protoss made a playful look at the Fayi human race.

The protoss came to make two dharma, not afraid of the dharma-winged human race.

"Don't do something that self-destructs the race!"

The gods of the Prophet Clan did not look at the Winged Human Clan, but looked at the endless void with indescribable indifference and aloofness in their eyes.

"The Star Demons will remember the name Fayi Human Race!"

The gods of the Star Demon Race opened their mouths, and they were also not afraid of the Fayi Human Race, and there were threats.

Ye Que looked at the magic **** of the Fayi human race in surprise.

In front of the protoss, prophets and star demons, he would be besieged if he said such words, but the law-making gods of the Fayi human race dared to protect him.

Looking at the methods of other clans, or the methods of scattered repairs, they dare not speak out at all.

Regarding this, he can only silently remember the attitude of the Fayi people in his heart. If he can survive, he will never forget the Fayi people.

Ye Que ignored the wanton arrogance of Bai Yu and other gods and **** kings, and turned to look at the tower of the gods.

The tower is so high that there is no end in sight, and there is the power of law on it, but it was broken by the law, but the gate is still closed.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and instantly felt a vast power, which was a power that surpassed law-making, and probably reached the level of creation.

No wonder the law of creation cannot be broken, only creation can open it.

But in the starry sky, apart from the gods and star demons, there are basically no creator gods in other races, so it is difficult to open the door.

"We still have to try."

With the idea of probing, Ye Que pushed lightly, and the 100-meter-high gate was slowly pushed by him.

He was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

This is a door that contains creation-level power. He is a third-order god, and he pushed it open?

"Sure enough, only the ancient gods can push it away!"

"Creating the law can't be pushed away, but the gods have pushed it away. It seems that it is indeed related to the blood of the ancient god!"

The protoss' white hair was amazed.

Ye Que was shocked. He thought he needed to sacrifice, but now he didn't even come to frame him with evil dragons and taboo monsters.

Well, there is no chance to disturb me.

Surrounded by dharma, they all want him to open the door, and they don't want him to be in trouble. Naturally, evil dragons and taboo monsters can't harm him.

Just by pushing open the door, his value is gone.

"Ye Gushen, before being tortured to death, what else is there to say?"

The white-haired method of the protoss, there is indifference in the eyes, and even more hatred and killing intent.

Below him, the **** kings and gods of the protoss were gearing up, scrambling one after another, for fear that they would not be able to kill the ancient gods if it was too late.

"Stupid bug!"

The method of the Prophet Clan looked at the ancient gods as if they were livestock, with a bit of disgust in their eyes.

The **** king and spirit of the star demon clan roared excitedly, his blood was boiling, and he wanted to torture Ye Que to death immediately.

There is coldness in the eyes of the Fayi human race, the ancient **** is safe, and now he is looking for a chance to escape with the ancient god.

Ye Que slowly opened the door, turned his head, glanced at these Zafas, and sneered without fear: "Grandsons of Zafas, if you have the guts, come and beat your grandpa!"

After leaving a word, he ran into the tower of the gods.

He is dead anyway, so why should he be in awe of this gang of methods, even if he can't beat them, he still has to say a few words, disgusting and disgusting of these gangs of methods.

"interesting!"

Seeing Ye Que enter the tower of the gods, the white-haired method flew in immediately, followed by the other methods, followed by the gods, and finally the king of gods.

When they entered, they were surprised by the scene inside.

There are no floors in the tower, and it is empty. If you look up, you can't see the bottom at a glance.

Looking left and right, there are statues of ancient gods standing. They are all nine-star and above ancient gods, like statues of empires.

Looking to the front, there is a stone platform. The stone platform is very high, about 100 meters long. It is connected to the ground with steps, and it has the aura of divine power.

On the stone platform, there is a golden dragon chair. In front of the dragon chair is a desk. The desk is empty.

Everyone was disappointed, thinking that there was a treasure to take.

boom! !

The white-haired method of the gods is suspended in the void ten meters above the ground, and with a single hand, it can suppress the escaped ancient gods.

A hole was punched in the ancient god's chest, and his whole body was slammed onto the steps, before rolling down the steps again.

"Where is your confidence? Little Ancient God?"

The white hair stared at Ye Que with indifferent eyes.

Ye Que slowly got up from the ground, stained with blood all over the ground, he coughed and bled, raised his head, and stared at the white-haired method: "Your confidence lies in the temporary disappearance of the 13-star ancient **** of my clan!"

This sentence is not only aimed at the Protoss, it is a slap in the face.

boom! !

The white-haired Zaofa waved his hand in the void, but there was a force of law that slapped Ye Que's face fiercely.

"Presumptuous! The ancient gods have been wiped out, and you are the only one left. What are you, dare to question my gods?"

It was very simple for him to kill the ancient god, but because it was too simple, he didn't want the ancient **** to die easily.

boom!

The Prophet clan made a move, and also slapped the ancient **** on the face: "The stupid race should be extinct today!"

Rumble! !

Even the gods of the Star Demon Clan are attacking, ruthlessly venting their hatred on the ancient gods.

The gods made a move, and other gods and **** kings, not to be outdone, also made moves to torture the ancient gods.

At this time, in the huge Pagoda of the Gods, there are many statues, hundreds of gods and kings, surrounding an ancient god, venting their hatred arrogantly and wantonly.

They wantonly besieged the ancient gods, insulted the ancient gods at will, and talked about their greatness and the unbearableness of the ancient gods.

Ye Que's whole body was covered with scars, four or five of his ribs were visible, and blood kept flowing out from various wounds, staining him into a **** man, and also staining the platinum steps into blood.

When the steps were stained with the blood of the ancient gods and hidden inside the steps, the power of the ancient gods in the stone steps slowly awakened.

But its awakening was not perceived by anyone.

Ye Que couldn't sense it, he only knew that the end was coming, but he still stood upright, sitting on the steps, like a real ancient god: "The more arrogant, the more timid! The ancient gods will always be the first in the starry sky." One, it is the patron saint who opened up and guarded the starry sky, you have no right to slander it!"

Turning his head, looking at these arrogant and ferocious faces, he continued to speak calmly but firmly: "Even if I don't say it, the people in the starry sky have already admitted it! Of course, the rats will never admit the existence stronger than themselves!"

He is the Old God, and always will be.

Even though he was besieged and had no hope of living, there was no disturbance in his heart, and he was proud of the ancient god.

The calmer he was, the more he explained the truth of the ancient gods, the more he hurt the gods, prophets and star demons.

"The ancient gods have all been wiped out, what are you still explaining in vain? If you want to die, I'll give you a ride!"

Baifa Zaofa was annoyed, and slapped Ye Que with his palm.

"I'm coming too!"

The Prophet Clan and the Star Demon Clan are scrambling to be the first to do their part, just to behead the ancient **** with their own hands.

However, at the moment they shot, the whole step erupted with golden light, shaking all the methods back.

"Ding! The Tower of the Gods is activated by the blood of the ancient gods, and the Tower of the Gods lowers the power of the ancient gods, driving away all the foreign law-making gods who enter the tower!"

The moment the reminder sounded, the tower of the gods could not tolerate the trampling of foreigners, and the power of the ancient gods spread from the stone platform, driving all the methods out of the door.

Without the method of making, there are only hundreds of gods and **** kings who are still clamoring.

They stood in front of the steps, wantonly insulting the ancient god.

Seeing this, the ancient **** smiled with murderous intent: "Where is your confidence now?"