Everyone was leaving, and the emperor lords, tragic monks and others were quite helpless.

Who would provoke Yang Yu in this state and who dares to provoke him?

I was really going to be beaten to death, and I couldn't even cry and even be laughed at by someone for several years.

However, just as everyone was about to leave the Immortal Palace World, everyone stopped.

Because, just as the emperors were about to leave, a group of people appeared around the Shenyue at the entrance of the Immortal Palace, standing quietly in the void, waiting for the people leaving the Immortal Palace.

"Everyone, don't leave first, we need to ask if we have something to do."

In the void, a powerful creature spoke, looking at the royal lords, demon lords and others and speaking.

"Who are you?"

The emperors frowned deeply and looked at the creatures in the void.

"The Ancient Clan."

The leading existence continued to speak, looked at the emperors and said lightly.

"The Ancient Clan?"

These strong men from the human race frowned immediately, and looked at the dozens of existences in front of them, and their faces became extremely solemn.

"What's wrong with you? It seems that the ancient tribe has not been born yet. Why did you suddenly come here?"

The Emperor of Daxia frowned and spoke, his face heavy.

"I heard that there is something left by the Emperor in the Immortal Mansion world, and there is also a skin of the Immortal Emperor. We have to be born early. It is important to do with the Immortal Emperor."

The leader continued to speak. This was a great king of the ancient clan. There were six pairs of divine wings behind him, and silver scales were all over his body. His eyes were blood red, just like a yaksha.

"Come for the immortal emperor's skin? There is no need to stop us, not in our hands."

Emperor Jiuli spoke, his voice was very indifferent.

"Oh? Not in your hands?"

The Great King smiled slightly, then looked at Emperor Jiuli and asked, "I wonder which monk in your human race's skin is in the hands of which monk in your human race."

"Who else can be there? It's Dong Zun. How can we compete with him for the monster?"

Emperor Jiuli spoke again, his voice very indifferent, as if what he was saying had nothing to do with him.

"Dong Zun?"

The great success king of the ancient clan nodded, then looked at Shen Yue at the entrance of the Immortal Palace, and did not stop the emperor of Zhongzhou.

Everyone left, but their faces were not good-looking.

An ancient tribe dared to intercept them so blatantly and did not take them seriously at all.

They are the strongest among the human race, the emperor lord of the immortal dynasty and the monk of the Western Desert Buddhism!

At this moment, their hearts were a little heavy. It was not because the ancient tribe was so domineering, but because they had the confidence that the Beidou and the human race would probably have a difficult life in the future.

However, at this moment, everyone looked a little cold when they looked at Shen Yue behind.

Yang Yu has not come out yet, and these ancient tribes are obviously coming for the sake of the immortal emperor. With Yang Yu's personality, it is impossible to admit defeat.

I'm afraid... there is a big war!

Yang Yu, who was last seen in the Immortal Palace World, was indeed stopped by the Silver Yasha who had six wings.

"Dong Zun?"

The great success king spoke and looked at Yang Yu.

Sensing Yang Yu's weak appearance, his face suddenly became disdainful and indifferent.

What is the so-called monster in front of you that even those emperors dare not dare to look up?

If this is true, then the emperor lords, demon lords, etc. of the human race are really a group of jokes!

A waste from the original source, the three small steps of the second level of the Xiantai Heaven can shock those emperor-level figures who are invincible to the great perfection of the second level of the Xiantai Heaven?

If the human race is really such a waste nowadays, then wouldn’t he, the great king, not even the saints of the human race do not need to be afraid of?

"Is there something wrong?"

Yang Yu looked at the great king of the ancient clan and frowned slightly.

"Leave the molting left by the Immortal Emperor, and then you can get out."

Yin Yacha spoke, looked at Yang Yu indifferently, and his expression was extremely cold, as if he did not take Yang Yu seriously at all.

"Are you talking to me?"

Yang Yu looked at Yin Yasha and smiled indifferently.

"Can you have other people? Such a weak ant, I advise you to be obedient."

Yin Yacha spoke and looked at Yang Yu indifferently.

"You speak very loudly. Now, in the Beidou, there is anyone within all the human race's Taoist dynasties who dares to talk to me like this."

Yang Yu's eyes became slightly cold and he locked in Yin Yasha coldly.

"Although I don't know how you, an ant who is seriously injured, made the emperors of your human race fearful, but since your human race is now weak and looks like this, there is no need to worry about anything. So what if you despise you?"

Yin Yasha smiled proudly, and looked at Yang Yu with sarcastic expression.

"Where do you think that my human race is weak?"

Yang Yu looked at Yin Yasha and smiled coldly.

"Do you need why?"

Yin Yasha smiled coldly, looked at Yang Yu, and his voice suddenly became extremely loud and said: "If you don't want to die, hand over the divine skin left by the Immortal Emperor, otherwise I won't blame me for being polite."

Yin Yasha spoke coldly, his eyes locked in Yang Yu, his face extremely arrogant and disdainful.

At this moment, Yang Yu was as insignificant as an ant in his eyes, and he could pinch it to death with his hand raised.

"You're thinking too much."

Yang Yu looked at Yin Yasha in the realm of the Great King, and a cold and stern smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

In Yang Yu's body, Jizi Secret had already activated, ten times the combat power exploded, and the combat power in the Divine Forbidden Realm also began to explode.

Silently, Yang Yu's combat power exploded to the extreme level, while the ancient clan king on the opposite side stared at Yang Yu, but his sarcastic smile became stronger and stronger.

There are three small steps in the second floor of Xiantai. He didn't know how many such waste he killed in the ancient times, and humans in this realm were once worthy of being his blood food.

At this moment, he almost treated Yang Yu as air, his eyes were very cold.

"A recipe for quelling chaos!"

However, in an instant, Yang Yu's figure disappeared directly and appeared in front of Yin Yasha. In the middle of his eyebrows, the little soul of the soul stirred out with a sword fetus, broke out directly and rushed into Yin Yasha's soul!

"boom!"

The next second, a divine furnace appeared in Yang Yu's hand. The sound of the phoenix sounded, and it seemed like a phantom of a nine-headed divine phoenix appeared. It directly carried the power of the extreme Taoism and attacked the Yin Yasha who was cut into a state of loss of consciousness by Yang Yu's Punishment of Rebellion!

"Puff!"
Chapter completed!