Chapter 1117: Gai 9 Youshenwei

It ’s a terrifying fighting force that destroys the saints. Not to mention that it is in the world, even if you look at the ages, it will not be inferior to the fierce men in the long history.

As soon as Gai Jiuyou came out, the Divine Magnificence was enough to match the highest person in ancient times, and he was a veritable Gai dynasty!

With just two fingers, the two ancient saints were shattered, and even the spirits of the gods did not escape. The blood mist floating in the sky that day, the scarlet smell, and the dazzling light shook people's hearts.

The remaining saints of the ancient tribes were all white and their hands and feet were numb. From head to foot, their scalp exploded, and their souls were shaking.

Not that they were unbearable, but that there was something in the decayed old man in front of him that made them startle and tremble spontaneously.

Others may not see it, but as an ancient saint, it is clear at this step of life and death. The old and almost decaying flesh has a soul as bright as the sun, which shows his strong generation.

Although the spirits of the gods have been covered with the sword marks of the years, it is difficult to immortalize, but it is easy to clean up them, enough!

"Gai Jiuyou, you can't be like this ..." Several ancient horrors panicked, the old man in front of him was so **** and decayed, but they scared them to the extreme.

"Why can't I do that? Didn't you just say, speak with strength and reason with fists? I'm talking to you very seriously." With a sick look, Gai Jiuyou exhaled a breath of air and turned into a chaotic light. Go up.

"puff"

An ancient saint's body was broken, as if it had been smashed by a giant hammer. Both the bones and the flesh were rotten. It was the same even for Yuanshen, and then the whole body exploded.

"Dead, another ancient saint is dead, and this man is an ancient saint king known for his defense, shattered by a breath of energy!"

In Qishi Mansion, a group of famous people who felt very suffocated and filled with indignation just now felt a sigh of relief, the depression disappeared, and they began to love the ancient saints.

Confronting such an unfathomable Gai Jiuyou is simply a kind of sorrow. The ancient sages all lost the power of World War I, were killed by anyone, and became a three-year-old child.

"Gai Jiuyou, you are a real Gaishi strongman, do you still remember the agreement of the Yaochi Conference, you are so unscrupulous to kill us these ancient saints, are you afraid to provoke a few great saints, please be merciless, we know we are wrong. "An ancestor looked white, yelling in panic.

Over the years of sanctification, why have they been so terrified that they have always been high above, but at this time, they are provocative, afraid of getting into the bones.

"My human race talks to you about the rules. Whoever says you want to make a fist is the truth. I am talking to you about the fist. But you are talking about the old conventions and rules. What do you say about me?" Gai Jiuyou With a sigh.

He stood like this on the altar of the five colors. The ancient clothes and hunts of the sun and wind moved with the wind, his body was dry, and his appearance was not good, but he had the power to shake the earth. One person is enough to make the saints fear and panic, just like gods!

"call out!"

An ancient sacrificial offering a handed-down holy artifact, the monstrous light, ripped open the sky dome, and struck a chaotic passage, wanting to reach the northern region and escape the disaster.

This holy light was very shining, illuminating eternity, and he stepped in one step, his face showing a trace of joy, as long as the crack was closed, the sky was high and far away, no trace was found, and he could escape.

However, this cannot naturally become a reality, because the person in front of him is named Gai Jiuyou!

Whether it is the past, the present, or the future, this is a world-famous figure that is enough to be included in the history of cultivation. If it was not because the age of his birth was too close to the Qing Emperor, there would definitely be a chance to testify!

"Boom"

Gai Jiuyue stood on the altar of five colors, and there was no glimmer in his eyes. It even looked a little muddy, but when he protruded with one hand, it collapsed, and he grabbed the ancient saint and his weapon out of nothingness.

"so horrible!"

Not only Ye Fan, Duan De, and Saint Prince, but also the existence of the Saint-level scalp numbness, the remaining two ancient Saints cramped every inch of flesh, afraid to the extreme.

They are saints, they can take off meteorites, they can explode the moon, and after World War I, the land of Zhongzhou will be sinking into a vast expanse!

However, when they faced Gai Jiuyou at this time, they became sick, and they didn't even have the courage to fight, because raising their hands would destroy them.

"puff"

The palms of the wrinkled pile slowly closed, and the ancient scream screamed and became a blood mist on the spot, and the sacred jacket of the soldier was frightened and struggling, but it was also broken into pieces, and turned into a gorgeous holy glow. The sky is full of fireworks.

"This ... how powerful is that, that is the immortal handed down soldier, lit up as fireworks, extravagant horror, gorgeous horror!" The **** dog muttered.

This combat power makes everyone almost petrochemical, there is simply no way to figure out the true state of the Nine Nether, people can only look up.

Gai Jiuyou said: "For so many years, you have acted in a humble manner, that is, where your children and grandchildren have lived, and the children did not dare to cry, but we can imagine how arrogant they have been. Coexisting together, waiting for Chengxian Road to open together. But you are too much, unscrupulous, and now you have gone to the mythical land of the people, to kill the holy body of the people, to win the five-color altar, do you think my family can be bullied? The bones are out of order, and the war is over. Some people just do n’t know how to retreat.

"Forget us, never dare again, let me go this time, will never be born, and will never be an enemy of the human race." An ancient holy gift, almost kneeling there, sweating , Dare not move.

"It's too late. Since I have shot, how can I stop here." Gai Jiuyou shook his head.

Obviously, this time he was about to stand up, hit the ancient tribes, and killing these saints was just an introduction, and he must use this to issue the most terrible warning.

"You are the supreme being. We are ants. Don't follow our general knowledge. We swear that we will never be wicked. Please raise your hand."

Everyone has a moment of fear. Facing Gai Jiuyou, these two ancient saints were all trembling. They knelt there and begged for their lives.

This is the ancestor of the ten most radical royal families. He was so high on weekdays. Why did he ever have such a trembling moment? He knelt down and asked for his life. There was no idea of ​​a war, and the world was shocked.

Unfortunately, the last confession and begging couldn't change their destiny. Gai Jiuyou shook his robe sleeves, and they broke inch by inch and turned into blood mud.

"Today, some royal families in the Northern Territory broke the contract for no reason to kill the Holy Communion, and even wanted to seize the five-colored altar left by our human emperor, so that the old can only go to the Northern Territory to walk on." Gai Jiuyou said.

"The five-colored altar was destroyed by the ancient tribe." The old saint from the palace of Kishi said, saying, shaking his robe sleeves, the five-colored divine light flashed, the altar became smaller and was taken in.

"Ah, has the ancient road leading to the outside world really been destroyed, destroyed by those ancient saints?" A strange and powerful person in Qishi Mansion asked in a daze.

"Stupid you, this is naturally said by the old fox of the master of the house. If you want to rake, you will hide the five-colored altar. Gaijiuyou is a peerless and invincible existence. You wo n’t say that, but what is our old master? People? When the geese plucked their hair, the **** who wished to pass by would give him an egg. This time he was going to chase the invincible Gai to the northern domain, knocking at the back. "Another person who knew the old man whispered.

The patterns were intertwined and turned into a stage, and Gai Jiuyou, Lord of the Old Mansion, and Ye Fan stepped in together and hurried to the North.

"Oh ..." The **** dog uttered a wolf howl, extremely excited, and said: "This time there will be a big wind wave, the sick old lad will be shot, and the whole world will have to be horrified. Turn it over and hurry up to see what happens. "

"Come on, let's see how they get a big vote!" Xiaobald Huahua said excitedly.

A large group of people started the second battle and went to the north. Of course, it was impossible to go all the way with Ye Fan and their three parties, but just to watch the excitement.

On this day, the Quartet moved, and the seven ancient holy forces attacked Kishi Mansion quickly spread all over the world.

Has the ancient tribe reached such a point? Everyone in the world was uneasy.

But the seven ancient saints were all dead, and the news made people unbelievable for a while, blowing away the haze in their hearts.

"Gai Jiuyou shot, and the Supreme Master, who was invincible in the world eight thousand years ago, finally started!"

"This predecessor Gu Xian, who is believed to be able to testify, finally revealed his peerless edge again, and was forced to shine his sword and cut to the ancient tribe!"

When people learned that there was no shaking, many senior figures were shaking with excitement. Although Gai Jiuyou was too old, his bloodline was dry and too old, but he could still fight!

Not to mention Zhongzhou and other places, that is the most distant west desert, an old figure on the Xumi Mountain can't sit still, standing on top of the Xumi, looking to the East Desert.

Gai Jiuyou has come to the north, and after eight thousand years, the sword is again lit!

Shocked all over the world, the old man brought the human race sacred body to the northern region. He wanted to discuss an explanation. He wanted to ask the ancient people why they dared to repeat the rules again and again and were ready to start.

Many great clans of the ancient tribe were panic-stricken, and the existence of a nine-thousand-year-old existence came this time from the teacher's guilt, and I do not know what kind of killing to provoke.

Over the years ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has never seen this human race supreme shot, many ancient people agreed that he could not, the realm fell a lot, no longer the grandeur of the year.

You know, anyone, even the great emperor, will have an old day, the Yuanshen will die, the flesh will dry up, and the combat power will drop sharply.

There are many examples in history, such as the great holy body of the holy cliff, in its prime of life, how magnificent it was, swallowing mountains and rivers, roaring between heaven and earth, it can pick up the stars and split the sun, and shatter the stars.

But the final result?

When his later years arrived, his blood was decaying, his body was aging, and he lost the fighting power of the pinnacle era. Eventually he was killed and died on the sacred cliff. The blood of the Dacheng eucharist stained the black Dayue. There are blood traces left after exhausting the essence.

Sadly lamentable!

Today, Gai Jiuyou raises his hands and destroys the seven ancient saints. Among them, there are many saint kings, letting people see his vitality and the sharp edge of the past.

Gai Jiuyou dispatched and took Ye Fan to the Northern Territory. The most amazing sword was about to be shown. The whole world was waiting, the human race was excited, the ancient race was afraid, and the whole world was watching.