Chapter 1128 Three Old Sages

The three ancient sages who were extremely powerful fell like this. They were all saints from one side, each of them had their own way, and they were so powerful that it was unimaginable. But such a character actually fell, and was killed by a single punch, which made people tremble all over, and could hardly believe what they saw.

Even the ancient sages of the seven demons who were let go before, their eyes sank slightly. They knew that the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia was very terrifying, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful, which was shocking.

"Everyone, can we sit down and talk now?" The peerless human emperor Sikong Jia stood on the battle platform, he turned around, glanced at the remaining eight ancient sages in front of him, and said calmly.

The eight ancient sages who did not make a move were all silent. Just now, the three ancient sages all carried extreme holy weapons, and their combat power was extremely terrifying. They were considered masters among saints. But such existences have been beheaded, which is unsurprising.

"Not bad, really good..."

In the distance, suddenly there was an indifferent voice, which contained the holy way, and it had spread tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, making people tremble.

At the end of the sky, two ancient sages of the demon race suddenly walked out. Their mana was also powerful, and their energy was as turbulent as the ocean. The terrifying holy power directly annihilated the entire world.

These two ancient sages of the demon race are very powerful. They descended into the holy mountain of the human race in an instant, and stared at the battle platform indifferently. Although three ancient sages were killed just now, they seemed to have not seen it. There is only indifference in the eyes.

Everyone started to gasp, how many ancient sages are there in Demon Race Wanmai? Three died just now, and two more came soon! If this continues, how will it end?

Even if the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia is so powerful that he can hold up a piece of the sky, but in front of this endless ancient sage, it is really not enough to look at!

"Are there any saints in the human race?" Outside the holy mountain, an incomparably cold voice came out, and another ancient saint from the demon race descended. He walked into the holy mountain with his hands behind his back. He was like a human race, with a handsome face, but his eyes were pure black, with a strange beauty, which made people tremble just by looking at them.

In the holy mountain, the originally excited atmosphere turned into despair again. At this moment, even the strongest human race who couldn't understand the situation felt a clear sense of despair. Until now, there are still a steady stream of saints from the demon race. In this case, how does the human race compare?

Not to mention that the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia is also in the realm of saints, even if he takes another step and becomes a saint king, so what? How many demon saints can he kill with one person? If all the ancient sages of this group of demons shot together, would he be able to stop it?

"One, two, three..."

As time goes by, many ancient sages of the demon race, although many people are counting silently, their bodies are cold, because the number of ancient saints of the demon race is constantly increasing.

An hour later, twenty-three ancient sages appeared in the demon race and stood in the holy mountain of the human race. There were terrifying Dao laws intertwined on their bodies, which made the nine heavens above the holy mountain roar. This is a very scary scene.

But in the face of so many ancient sages of the demon race, there is only one peerless human emperor of the human race, standing with his hands behind his back, facing so many ancient saints of the demon race alone. But even so, how can we fight? Everyone is bitter to the extreme, because the gap is really too big, and the two sides are not in the same order of magnitude at all.

A gust of wind blew by, and everyone shivered subconsciously, as if they had sensed the arrival of a cold winter night, which depressed their hearts.

Twenty-three ancient sages of the demon race, what a terrifying scene, just thinking about it makes people feel that they have lost all fighting spirit. No matter how strong the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia is, so what? Faced with such a mortal situation, who can bear it? It is simply impossible!

No matter how strong the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia is, it is impossible for him to face the twenty-three ancient sages of the demon clan alone.

A sense of powerlessness spread out, making people unable to see hope and filled with despair.

Twenty-three ancient saints of the demon race stand side by side, but no one has forgotten that in the hall, there are seven ancient saints of the demon race sitting there, and two ancient saints of the demon race are following Mo Shaodi. Around, if you really want to calculate carefully, there are thirty-two ancient sages present in the Demon Race at this moment! Such a scene, even if it is an ancient sage with a look, makes people feel hairy.

This was a chilling situation. The situation that the peerless emperor Sikong Jia had won was completely dissipated at this moment. No one was talking, not even a sigh, and even unable to lift his head.

"It's really disappointing. Is this the human race that has dominated for several eras? I remember that the human race used to be very powerful. The Holy Emperor claimed to rule the world, but now there is only one saint in the world?" Accompanied by the indifferent Words, above the sky, an ancient sage descended.

He carried an aura that could freeze the eternity, and the monstrous devilish energy soared into the sky, as if even a ray of aura could freeze the heaven and the earth.

"Old Sage of Frost Earth!" Even the ancient sages of many Demon Race were startled when they saw this moment, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Crack--"

There was a soft sound in the sky, and a cyan thunder fell from the sky and exploded directly.

Accompanying the thunder came was an ancient sage covered in thunder. He was full of murderous aura, and his whole body was made of thunder.

"Thunder Demon Old Sage!"

Many demon saints present were all surprised, and they were very afraid of this one, even the ancient saints who were also demons.

"The human race has accumulated a lot for several generations, and they are still as weak as the age of mythology. It's really boring!" A sneer came from the void, and a woman in an iron skirt walked out slowly. She looks like a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old human girl, with golden hair and a shawl, but behind her is a pair of pure white wings, exuding an aura that makes the Dao harmonious.

"Old Sage Feather Spirit!"

There is admiration in the eyes of many ancient sages of the demon race. This ancient sage, even among all the ancient sages, has a very special identity. It can be said that he is a generation of saints at the end of the age of mythology. No one thought that she would appear.

These three very terrifying ancient saints of the demon race descended, the ancient saints of frost and earth, ancient saints of thunder demon, and ancient saints of feather spirit. They stood in front of the twenty-three ancient saints of the demon race, even if they were the first The nine Demon Race Ancient Sages that exist must stand up and greet them.

It can be seen from this that the three ancient sages are special. In the age of mythology, they were the arrogance of heaven in that life, even if they were both ancient sages, they were famous all over the world.

At this moment, under the leadership of these three terrifying Old Sages, there are thirty-two Old Sages in the Demon Race, and there are thirty-five Old Sages in total, which is a very terrifying number. When they gathered together, not to mention their combat power, I am afraid that with a single breath, they would be able to stain millions of miles of mountains and rivers with blood.

Facing these thirty-five terrifying ancient sages, the human race has only one peerless human emperor Sikong Jia at the moment. He can be said to be facing so many demonic ancient sages alone. The two sides are not equal at all. The difference is really too big .

Such a scene is desperate and terrifying.

Fortunately, the eyes of the seven ancient sages of the demon clan flickered, but none of them walked out. They were grateful to the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia for not killing them, and declared that the human race had already passed their test and would not make a move.

And the two ancient sages of the demon clan who followed Shaodi Mo didn't make a move. In the scene at this moment, it is hard to say whether there are any ancient sages of the demon clan who have different intentions. Their first task is to protect Shaodi Mo.

And the Cyan Flood Demon Saint didn't move at the moment, he had to protect the monster clan, even if he wanted to make a move at this moment, he would feel powerless under the serious injury.

Even so, the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia at this moment is equivalent to facing twenty-six ancient sages of the demon clan alone, and three of them are extremely powerful.

This kind of comparison makes the strong people of the race feel chilled, their faces are ashen, and all the hopes of the saints are cut off.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhong felt bitter in his heart. As the holy son of Butian, he knew very well that the disappearance of Emperor Wa was a mystery at this moment. Could it be possible to suppress the ancient sages of this group of demons in front of them? Unless Emperor Wa is really resurrected, no one will be able to do it.

Even if it is the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia who is brave and incomparable, it is very difficult to block this group of demon ancient sages at this moment, not to mention, there are three such special ancient sages on the other side.

"The Nine Changes of the Extreme Dao, I don't know how many changes the Peerless Human Sovereign can activate." This was originally the secret technique of Butian Sect, but Ye Zhong has already informed Sikong Jia today, and he only hopes that he can hold on.

Frost Earth Ancient Sage looked at the peerless Emperor Sikong Jia who looked calm at this moment, and after a moment of silence, he said lightly: "Although there is only one saint, and he has not been a saint for a long time, but he has the fighting power to chase us and the other three. , it is not easy to be a saint in the non-human era."

As soon as this remark came out, many powerhouses were surprised. They all knew that the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia was very powerful, but unexpectedly, his combat power was directly catching up with the three most powerful ancient sages of the demon race.

However, all the strong human beings felt chills all over their bodies. Although the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia was really brave, with unparalleled combat power and terrifying talent. But no matter how you look at it, they are really inferior to the Demon Race Wanmai, because they really have too many saints, so many that it makes people feel trembling and frightened, very helpless.

The breeze blew, and at this moment the peerless human emperor Sikong Jia was wearing white clothes fluttering. He stood quietly in the center of the battle arena, facing the twenty-six demon ancient sages alone, his expression did not change much.