Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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"The strength is good, but it's still a little bit worse!"

The corner of Long Xiao's mouth curled up, and he sneered.

"The ghost car cuts the sky!"

When Long Xiao sneered, a cold voice that seemed to come from Nine Nether suddenly sounded.

Long Xiao turned around and looked around, only to see that Di Rong was surrounded by an astonishing ghostly aura, and the sharp sword in his hand was glowing with devouring light, like a human sword, wrapped in a monstrous sword force, slashing towards him fiercely.

Behind it, there is an extremely evil ghost car, Chi Ming, like a ghost from hell.

"Ghost car dies!"

Long Xiao was startled, and his eyes shot coldly. He never thought that these two people who broke into the tomb of his ancestors of the Yaolong Ancient Clan had such terrifying aptitudes.

That's all for Wu Zhao, after all, he is the newly promoted Tianjiao of the Great Yan Empire, but this Di Rong, he searched all over his mind, but couldn't find any information about this person, obviously another hidden figure in the Great Yan Empire.

The age seems to be old, so it is possible to have such visions, even if the age is old? In this world, there is never a shortage of late bloomers!

"Today, the two of you must not be left alone!"

Long Xiao burst out with murderous intent, and with one step, wisps of monster energy scattered around his body, making the force emanating from him stronger and stronger, and he punched out.

The surrounding evil energy instantly condensed on the fist, transforming into a huge fist glow, carrying a powerful wave of power, and bombarded towards the attacking Di Rong.

"boom!"

The deafening sound of collision resounded throughout the space, and Di Rong flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and smashed hard on a stone pillar, causing the stone pillar to tremble continuously and the gravel to fly.

"puff!"

Scarlet blood spouted from Di Rong's mouth, his face was pale, and he was struggling to get up, but the feeling of weakness couldn't stop surging up, making him unable to lift even a sliver of strength.

"If your cultivation base is comparable to mine, I might not be able to kill you either! It's a pity...you are nothing more than an ant to me now!" Long Xiao looked at Di Rong who had collapsed on the ground, shook his head, and said in his heart A trace of rejoicing rose.

If both the human race with Guiche Chiming and Wu Zhao had the cultivation of a holy king, he would probably be the one who died today.

The aptitude of these two people shocked even him, the fifth town of the ancient demon dragon clan.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Long Xiao's heart became even worse, and the cold killing intent swept all directions, causing the temperature in this space to suddenly drop to the extreme, as if it had turned into an ice cave.

If these two people were allowed to grow up, his ten thousand clan would be even more unable to take down the Great Yan Empire. Fortunately, these two reckless things broke into the tomb of his ancestors of the Yaolong ancient clan, and he met them!

"Death at my hands doesn't count as humiliating you!"

Long Xiao was not looking at Di Rong, but at Wu Zhao who had stood up at some point, and said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling gray light suddenly shone from his body, and the ghost dragon wrapped around him became more solidified, and a faint dragon power swept across the entire space.

"Six orders to break the soul!"

Wu Zhao's pretty face was solemn, and six colors of light surged from her delicate body, which was extremely radiant, reflecting her like a supreme empress, with a peerless beauty!

Behind her, six tokens of different colors emerged, and above the tokens, an astonishing power shone!

"Holy Grade Origin Technique!"

Long Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart trembled, how could he not know what the Holy Grade Origin Technique represented? In the Great Yan Empire, the holy grade source technology represents the holy grade source spirit, and only the source technology of the holy grade source spirit can reach the holy grade!

And in the Ten Thousand Clans, those who possess the source spirit of the Holy Grade are listed as people who must be killed!

Because, the future of every existence with holy source spirits is unlimited, and it is the biggest obstacle for all his clans to swallow up the Great Yan Empire!

boom!

Majestic power emerged behind Wu Zhao, and from the six-color tokens, mysterious inscriptions also surged out. Gradually, those inscriptions interweaved with Wu Zhao's power, forming a tall figure that appeared in Wu Zhao behind him, while the six-color token was held in the hands of a tall figure.

When all this was completed, the infinite power burst out impressively, sweeping across the entire space like a stormy sea, causing the forest of stone pillars under the golden altar to tremble constantly.

That tall figure is Wu Zhao's second source spirit, Di Renjie, the holy source spirit!

"disease!"

As Wu Zhao's voice fell, the tall figure behind him immediately threw out the six-color token in his hand, turned it into six-color light, and fiercely attacked Long Xiao.

Under the shroud of the six-color light, this space seemed to be eclipsed. Everything around seemed to be suppressed by the six-color light. Only the golden coffin and the blood-colored giant cocoon were not affected.

"Well done!"

Long Xiao let out a long roar, and a boundless demonic energy surged out, forming a demonic sword that Long Xiao held in his hand.

With one slash, the boundless demonic aura instantly condensed into densely packed blades, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and slashed towards the six-color token.

"Boom!"

The six-color tokens collided with the infinite demon knife, and a deafening muffled sound erupted. The invisible sound wave mixed with the aftermath of the shock, and swept away in all directions.

That terrifying sound wave almost shattered Di Rong's eardrums in the distance. He covered his ears with his hands, his face distorted. If he hadn't hidden behind the stone pillar in time, his injury might have been a little worse.

He stared at the golden altar in horror, looking at the scene that seemed to destroy the world, he was very worried.

"The peak of Tiansheng can hurt me. It seems that not only my myriad clan, but also the Great Yan Empire have underestimated your potential!"

An indifferent voice came from above the golden altar. Long Xiao walked out from the smoke and dust. His burly body was filled with a boundless demonic aura, like an unrivaled demon god. However, traces of blood overflowed from his right arm. If you look closely, you can see It was found that he had six small scars on his right arm.

"Cough! Cough!"

Wu Zhao coughed up blood from the corner of her mouth, clutched her chest, and stared at Long Xiao coldly. Given her temperament, she couldn't help but feel powerless at this moment.

Even using the holy source spirit can only cause so little injury to Long Xiao. The gap in cultivation is really impossible to bridge?

Of course, if it were an ordinary peak saint king, even if he hadn't been killed by Liu Lingduanhun, he would never be able to block it as easily as Long Xiao. Combat strength is undoubtedly the top of the younger generation of the Yaolong Ancient Clan.

Given that his cultivation at the peak of the Holy King at the moment is enough to rival the ordinary Ancient Sage Realm, it can also be understood that Wu Zhao at this time is fighting against the strong in the Ancient Sacred Realm.

"If you continue to grow in the forbidden land of my Yaolong ancient clan in the future with your qualifications, you may become the next ancestor dragon!"

"Even dare to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​my Yaolong Ancient Clan? You are looking for your own death! I really don't know whether to call you stupid or arrogant?"

Long Xiao walked towards Wu Zhao step by step, whispering softly, and the depths of his eyes gleamed with joy. Being able to kill two beings with such terrifying aptitude made him feel an unspeakable sense of accomplishment.