Chapter 159 The Immortal Emperor’s coffin will be unable to hold it down!

Outside Yaochi, several ancestor kings were silent.

"Let's do it. If we die in the hands of a genius like you, we will not be unjust."

The voice of an ancestor king was very calm. He did not beg for mercy, as if he had seen through life and death.

"The killing will never end, and all races will gather together to seek peaceful coexistence between the human race and all races in ancient times."

Jiang Taixu spoke calmly, his mind was calm, his terrifying aura was restrained, and he did not have any murderous intent. Such a calm attitude actually made the few people who came with a strong momentum feel a little ashamed of themselves.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for not killing me."

Several arrogant ancestors, at this moment, all bowed deeply to Jiang Taixu and spoke from the bottom of their hearts.

"In fact, we are not entirely out of malice. The human race with only two saints is indeed too weak. If the human race cannot show a certain degree of strength, the ancient tribes will never agree to peace talks with the human race.

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An ancestor king spoke like this and immediately told Jiang Taixu an even more shocking news.

They are far from being the final resort of the ancient tribes. After them, there will be more powerful ancestor kings who will come soon.

Such terrible news not only caused the human monks in Yaochi to burst into an uproar, but the joyful atmosphere of another victory was suddenly dashed away.

No matter who it is, they have to admit that although the human race is no longer what it used to be, there is still a huge gap compared to the extremely tyrannical ancient races.

Jiang Taixu completely impressed the seven ancestor kings with his strength, and they were finally willing to put down their bodies and enter the Yaochi to sit and talk with the God King Jiang Taixu and exchange their cultivation experiences.

The white-robed God King has an unparalleled demeanor. Even when facing a foreign race, he never hides any clumsiness. He imparts his cultivation experience to others. The seven ancestor kings sat down with Jiang Taixu to discuss Taoism. They all gained a lot, and they were even more fond of Jiang Taixu.

Sincerely convinced.

However, Jiang Taixu impressed the seven ancestor kings with his terrifying strength and unparalleled grace, but the atmosphere in Yaochi was still extremely oppressive.

All the human monks felt extremely heavy in their hearts, as if they were weighed down by a big stone.

They can't relax at all.

These seven ancestor kings are already powerful to an unimaginable level, and according to what these seven ancestor kings said, after them, there are even more powerful ancestor kings coming here.

This made everyone feel depressed, and a sense of powerlessness arose in their hearts.

Apart from these two saints, the human race only has one Li Daoqing who has never appeared before, but what about the ancient race?

The ancestors and kings of the ancient tribes appear one after another, as if in an endless stream.

The gap between the human race and the ancient race is like an insurmountable chasm.

"The God King is invincible. He has the strongest attack power in the past five thousand years. He will definitely be able to take up the sky of the human race!"

Some people have great trust in Jiang Taixu, feeling that this white-clothed divine king who appeared in times of crisis and shouldered the sky of the human race together with Li Ruoyu will definitely be able to create miracles again and give some color to the ancient race.

The sun rises and sets, night and day rotate.

Soon, the day passed, and it was dawn again. The morning glow rose from the horizon, and the vibrant red color danced in the horizon, shining brightly across the sky and the earth.

As the sun rose from the sky, everyone on the field seemed to hear a very heavy sound, whether it was an illusion or not. It seemed that someone was beating a big drum, and the heavy drum beats were muffled in everyone's hearts.

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"coming!"

The expressions of the seven ancestor kings who were sitting and talking with Jiang Taixu changed at this moment. Jiang Taixu, who was originally relaxed, also became solemn at this moment. He stood up slowly and looked towards the horizon.

The hearts of all the human monks were in their throats for a moment, and Ye Fan could clearly hear his heart beating violently, and their eyes were also looking towards the distant horizon.

Several thick pillars of blood rushed up in the distant sky. On the distant horizon, several demon-god-like figures appeared. Terrifying blood energy rushed out from the Tianling Cap, swaying like dragons, shaking the world.

People were extremely horrified, because in the distant sky, at a glance, there were actually no less than ten demon-god-like phantoms, walking in this direction.

At least ten extremely powerful ancestor kings!

"The human race, who only deserved to be our meal back then, is now so brave and courageous that they want to divide the world with me, the ancient tribes, by dividing the world?"

These more than ten extremely terrifying ancestor kings came one after another, without any concealment of their ostentatious malice. Each of them had monstrous magic power, as terrifying as the gods that had survived from the ancient times. Their blood pressure collapsed the void, making everyone

People suffocate.

All the human monks were horrified, and many of them were already in despair. There were more than ten terrifying ancestor kings, each of whom was unprecedentedly powerful.

On the other hand, among their human race, only two saints have appeared so far.

How to fight this?

"Yaochi? The inheritance left by the great emperor of the human race does have some unique features."

More than ten Ancestral King warriors walked in. Although the aura on their bodies was not released deliberately, they were not suppressed at all. Wherever they passed, some human monks who were slightly closer were directly vomited blood by the terrible aura and almost torn apart.

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They didn't shy away from anything, and just walked into Yaochi in such a wanton and flamboyant way, with no intention of restraining the aura on their bodies.

"The Western Emperor Pagoda, the human race's extremely powerful imperial weapon, has no idea how powerful it is."

Prince Youzu stared directly at the West Emperor Bell suspended above the Yaochi, his eyes unscrupulous and full of provocation.

"Why do these ancestor kings dare to be so arrogant? Aren't they afraid of the power of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers?"

Some monks were dissatisfied. This ancestral king was so unscrupulous. It was clear that he did not take the Western Emperor Bell, the ultimate weapon of the human race, into consideration.

"The Extreme Emperor Arms? Since ancient times, the number of ancient emperors of my ancient clan has been much greater than the great emperors of your human race. The Extreme Emperor Arms are not only found in your human race."

An ancestor king sneered and glanced sideways at the Xihuang Bell in the sky. He did not take this prestigious Jidao Emperor Weapon seriously at all: "Besides Yaochi, there are already at least two ancient Emperor Weapons.

Aiming at this place, if the West Emperor Tower dares to move rashly, we don't mind taking a look to see which one is more powerful, the extreme emperor weapons of your human race emperor, or the ancient emperor weapons of the ancient emperor of my ancient clan!"

Such unscrupulous words made everyone feel cold. The ancient clan was so powerful that they even brought the ancient emperor's soldiers!

Even the Xihuang Tower in Yaochi can no longer scare them!

A total of eleven terrifying ancestral kings arrived, each of them extremely powerful. It was like a huge energy furnace was burning within their bodies, emitting a terrifying aura that was overwhelming.

"You guys were defeated at the hands of the human saints. My ancient clan has been completely disgraced by you."

One of the eleven powerful and unparalleled Ancestral Kings glanced at the seven Ancestral Kings who had been defeated by Jiang Taixu before, and scolded them unceremoniously. The seven Ancestral Kings looked ugly, but they did not dare to refute at all.

, he could only lower his head and say nothing.

Jiang Taixu stood with his hands behind his hands, standing side by side with Li Ruoyu. One was magnificent, like an immortal in white, and the other was dull and dull, like an unnoticed rock on the roadside. The two stood together, with different auras, but both

It's extremely powerful.

"With just two saints, the human race is too poor. How do two saints have the qualifications to be on an equal footing with our ancient races?"

An ancestor king was very rude. He sat down on a stone chair and filled himself a glass of wine with an extremely contemptuous attitude.

Although the other ancestral kings did not behave in such a disdainful manner like this ancestral king, they all had sneers on their lips, obviously not taking the two human saints seriously.

"Fellow Taoists, it is indeed useless to say this. Whether our human race is qualified to be on an equal footing with all the ancient races, we still have to fight to know."

Jiang Taixu's words were very calm, but he had an unspeakable domineering attitude. He actually took the initiative to invite a fight, which made the eleven ancestor kings stunned at first, and then burst out laughing.

"You two alone dare to fight against us and eleven other ancestor kings?"

One of the ancestor kings laughed endlessly, as if he was laughing at the overestimation of the man in white in front of him: "There are eleven of us, even one finger of each of us is enough to kill you two thousands of times!"

"It's useless to talk more, please put on a martial arts show!"

Jiang Taixu was not willing to engage in useless verbal disputes with these ancient ancestor kings. His quick rhetoric would not help the current situation of the human race at all.

Only by using strength to create a bright future can these arrogant ancient royal families understand that today's human race is no longer the weak race bullied by their predecessors thousands of years ago.

"Okay, since you want to die, I will satisfy you."

The ancestor king sitting on the stone bench stood up from the table, drank the wine in the cup, and sneered: "But I have agreed in advance that this battle must see blood. If we just stop there, it will be too much."

Too boring."

"A fight to the death."

Jiang Taixu nodded, his words were concise and powerful, without any hesitation, and he took the lead towards the depths of Yaochi with great courage.

Deep in the Yaochi, among the many jade buildings and jade buildings, there is a dark high platform located among the green mountains and beautiful waters. This is the Yaochi martial arts stage, which was built by the Western Emperor himself.

This martial arts stage is completely black and made of some unknown rare metal. It is engraved with countless patterns, and mottled blood stains can be vaguely seen, which have long since dried.

This martial arts stage has witnessed countless battles since it was laid out by the Western Emperor. With the Dao patterns laid out by the emperor himself, even battles at the saint level cannot destroy this martial arts stage.

"I'm here to explore the way for senior."

Li Ruoyu spoke in a low voice, wanting to be the first to take the stage and fight with these ancestor kings, not to defeat these formidable ancestor kings.

I just want to help Jiang Taixu kill some of the energy of these ancestors, so that Jiang Taixu can have a better chance of winning.

"It doesn't matter, I'll come."

However, Jiang Taixu stopped him, shook his head, and jumped onto the martial arts stage. His white clothes, which were not stained by dust, showed his earthly talents against the backdrop of the dark martial arts stage.

"Who comes first?"

Jiang Taixu was like a dying immortal, dressed in white as snow, glancing at the eleven ancestor kings with indifferent expressions.

"Here, let me see how capable your so-called God King in White is."
To be continued...