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boom! boom! boom!

The vast fairy mausoleum is shaking, a horrible figure, like a **** from ancient times, appeared like this, every one has a supreme vision in the way, different styles, but they can slam the nine days of God of War, down Fighting against the Nine Demon King, arrogant to the crowd

There are too many glory and auras condensed on them, and they have witnessed too many years of reincarnation in the three thousand worlds. In many glorious years, they have their footprints.

Even though they rarely appeared in the era of later generations, there are still their legends in the 3,000 worlds, and their names alone have blood-burning power.

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

This is the first son of the ancient human forces!

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

The terrible coercion is pervading, even if the space is millions of miles apart, the coercion of the supreme coercion can be felt, which makes people tremble.

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

"There are eight ancient tribes in my human race today, and with the first pupil of the double pupil ancient tribe, Ao Chunqiu, there are already six major ancient sons gathered."

"Is the fairy mausoleum really going to be a hunting ground for the first son of the Son?"

At this moment, the strong people in the Xianling were exclaiming.

This is the first generation of Saint-level characters, each of which is a member of the ninth level of the temple. Regardless of their identity or strength, they have reached the extreme. It is difficult to see one at ordinary times, but now six people have gathered together.

"Holy Lord of the Stone Spirit Race? Let me cut a few first."

A thin man wearing a colorful dress put up an index finger and directly pointed it out.

boom!

This simple finger turned into a black hole about three feet wide, omnipotent, omnipotent, overbearing to the extreme, like the same round of black sun passing by, just one impact, there are three respects The stone spirit race lord is swallowed, turned into nothingness, no trace left, completely disappeared between the world.

"Is the Tunkun holy law of the Tunkun tribe?"

"The Jiuxiao Holy Law of my ancient Jiuxiao tribe wants to be higher than you."

Before anyone could come back, a seemingly young man came, his hair was scattered, his eyes were like electric lights, his hands drew the trajectory of the "Tao" in the void, and suddenly the sound of a landslide and tsunami burst out. Out, the entire space, including everything in heaven and earth, has produced a wonderful resonance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The resonance lasted several times. When it disappeared, I saw three of the holy lords of the stone spirit race were also broken, and even the stone soul shattered, turning into powder and dissipating between the world.

"Haha, it seems that the two have made great progress over the years, then I will try it!" A figure laughed arrogantly, with a wave that shakes the soul, he took a step, the Qiankun shattered, and there was a lot in the sky The empty tomb exploded and flew out with three stone spirit saints.

Rumble!

Before waiting for these three Stone Spirit Lords to stabilize their bodies, there was a foot stepped from the sky, as if the whole world had been pressed down and could not be defended at all, so it was crushed by overbearing.

Immediately afterwards, two first-generation sons shot, the endless brilliance cut through the eternal sky, brave and invincible, and the ten universes were shaking.

Despite the horror of strength, the masters of the stone spirits controlled many attacks on the holy law, but it was useless to meet the first-generation sons of the human race, and they were even beaten before they even shot.

"This...this is too strong!"

"God, what state have these first-born Sons reached!"

The whole fairy mausoleum was enveloped by a breath of silence, but all the strong people of all ethnic groups who were concerned about this scene were covered with sweat and almost suffocated.

These six first-generation sons came to martial arts by bombarding these fifteen stone spirit saints!

You know, this is the true Divine Lord, with the talent of the stone spirit race, it can be called invincible in the same realm, but in the face of the first Son, it has no power to fight back, and it is swept away by destruction.

A first-generation Son, with only one shot, can take away the lives of several Lords of Stone Spirit.

fear!

Shocked!

These two extreme emotions emerged in turn from everybody's heart and could not say a word.

"It's really strong."

"Are these first sons the pinnacle of the Holy Order?"

Xiao Ye, who was watching the battle in the distance, his eyes became more dignified.

In the years of hard work, these first-generation Sons could hardly find any shortcomings, whether in strength or state, they reached an extreme.

But in just a few tens of hours, only the last of the fifteen stone spirit lords was left. His tall and muscular body was trembling, and he was staggering backwards. His eyes were full of fear, and he could not see that he was a strong man in the world. .

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I need you to return to the Stone Spirit Race and summon some combatable opponents."

"Of course, if your stone spirit race chooses to give in, then your tribe in the fairy mausoleum is in danger."

The six first-generation sons did not shoot again. Their looks were indifferent to each other. Ao Chunqiu got up and gave way to the exit of the grave.

"You...you..."

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

The six first generation sons of the human race let him go, in order to let him go back and report?

Uh!

The Holy Spirit Lord did not dare to hesitate, his body burst into a stream of light and rushed out instantly.

"Okay, our six ancient tribe sons can be hunted, and we can't waste the goodwill of Ao Chunqiu."

It was a young man who was laughing lightly. He was the first son of the Jiuxiao ancient clan. He once pushed a middle race horizontally and achieved a brilliant record.

As soon as this remark came out, the other first sons all sneered.

The so-called fairy mausoleum is really just a hunting ground for them.

"Oh, you guys, you don't know. Now there is the seventh son of the ancient clan in the fairy mausoleum!" At this moment, Ao Chunqiu suddenly smiled, making Shino quiet.

The seventh ancient son?

Did some of the other two ancient sons come?

"You probably forgot, my human race was too early."

"Now at the beginning of the day it has been remodeled, and at the beginning the Son is also in the fairy tomb."

Ao Chunqiu continued, the Holy Light surging in both pupils, looking in the direction of Xiao Ye.

"Oh, an ancient clan that has been destroyed, what other son is it talking about?"

"Strength is good, but it is far from being close to us. It is too far behind."

"I don't understand why Jun Yun didn't start yet and never came to Xianling."

The five first-generation sons looked at Ao Chunqiu's eyes, and all of them had different eyes, but they were all very cold.

"No, I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the first son."

"In addition to subduing the three beasts with blood variations, the two heirs of Qing Hao leader are also related to him, right in his Holy World."

Ao Chunqiu's double pupils seemed to be able to see through the hypocrisy and utter the words that made the five first-generation sons all have their eyes fixed.

(The third one is coming!)