Eternal Sacred King

Not only all the Supremes of the Human Race, but even the Supremes of the Boundless Ten Thousand Races who took action could not hide their shock when they watched this scene.

The twelve saints and saints were condescending, looking at this scene with indifference.

They knew that Su Zimo couldn't win at all!

The Son of Heaven raised his voice: "Su Zimo, you are fighting against the Supreme Being of all races with your own strength, you really don't know whether to live or die."

"Can you stand against the will of all races!"

Qing Yong also scolded.

The offensive of the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Clans is getting more and more fierce, and the merit on the golden lotus of merit has gradually been exhausted, and it is slowly sinking!

This power is too powerful!

As the holy sons said, the golden lotus of merit carries the power of all races, and the will of all races, is it not something that one person can bear!

Su Zimo still maintains the posture of holding up the golden lotus of merit, but his six arms are constantly bending.

Below the golden lotus of merit, it has almost touched the cover of his heavenly spirit!

Huge pressure passed over, Su Zimo's face was flushed, the blue veins on his neck were exposed, and the sleeves on his arms were already broken!

Even he had to bow his head.

The golden lotus of merit slowly fell on his back!

"puff!"

Su Zimo was shocked, shook slightly, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

But he still hasn't let go!

Although he bowed his head, his spine was still straight!

The monkey's long stick was bent into an extremely exaggerated arc, and it seemed that it would break at any time!

"Brother Su, run away and leave us alone!"

"As long as you are still alive, there is hope for the human race!"

The fisherman, the woodcutter and others said loudly.

These words seemed a bit strange to the Supreme Human Race.

Su Zimo is clearly the Lord of Chaos, why does he survive, there is hope for the human race.

But in this situation, everyone didn't have the heart to think about these things.

Su Zimo didn't say a word, his face was terrifyingly gloomy!

Behind him are hundreds of Human Race Supremes.

If he retreats, hundreds of Human Race Supremes will be instantly drowned by the offensive of the Ten Thousand Race Supremes and turn into powder!

The monkey grinned and stood up, the blood in his eyes dimmed a lot, and he limped beside Su Zimo.

Even if they die, they will die together!

Dieyue's face was pale, and she also came to Su Zimo's side, her eyes firm.

Even at this moment, she never regretted coming to the forbidden land of time and space!

Hundreds of Human Race Supremes, supporting each other, struggled to stand up one by one, standing with their heads held high in the face of the Ten Thousand Race Supremes, facing the next death, with a fearless look!

Near Xuanhen Mountain.

Hundreds of millions of human races gathered here, all over the mountains and plains, looking up at this scene in the forbidden land of time and space.

Some people looked sad and angry.

Some people had tears in their eyes.

There are also some people who dare not look again, bow their heads and cry softly...

Anger, despair, emotion, sadness, powerlessness... All kinds of emotions reverberated in the sky above Xuanheng Mountain, overwhelming many human races almost breathless.

At this moment, the figure who was fighting against the ten thousand races seemed so tragic!

"Can anyone else help him?"

Haitang's face was covered with tears, and her voice was trembling, with a hint of crying.

"Two saints, do you just look at Su Zimo and watch those supreme human beings fall?"

"Saint, don't you want to protect the human race?"

Many human monks looked at Jiang Chao and Hui Ming, two human saints, with a trace of prayer and hope in their eyes.

The two saints Jiang Chao and Hui Ming bowed their heads in silence and looked guilty.

Their hearts are also extremely uncomfortable and painful!

Of course they couldn't bear it.

But the two did not dare to break the balance and intervene in the matter.

Even they themselves don't know whether they are afraid of the five holy places to anger the human race, or they are afraid of burning themselves and abolishing the position of saints.

"Shan Chang, think of a way..."

Many human races looked at the white-haired old man again.

The mountain chief's face was even more miserable, and his palms clenched the torn book tightly, trembling slightly, but never said a word.

"If the human race's Great Emperor Huangwu hadn't died, he would have ascended to the great world, and he would never let the human race be bullied by all races!"

A human race clenched his fists and said suddenly.

Over the years, Lin Xuanji has traveled around to tell stories, and the legends about the desolate martial arts and the great emperors fighting the Nine Heavens have long been spread all over the place.

Most of the human races present have heard of it.

The last time the Great Emperor Huangwu and the Great Blood Butterfly joined forces to cut the sky, left a deep impression on everyone.

Of course, the final outcome of Emperor Huangwu is also regrettable.

At this moment, seeing that the Supreme Human Race was oppressed and bullied by all races, and faced a crisis of life and death, everyone couldn't help recalling the legend about Emperor Huangwu in their minds.

Many of the human race cultivators present, many of whom are in the realm of cultivation, are above the emperor.

But for Emperor Huangwu, everyone also has great respect in their hearts!

It's just that the desolation of martial arts and the fact that the people of the martial arts are deployed have made many human race powerhouses in awe.

What's more, there will be nine days of expedition, smashing the heavens, breaking the blockade of the thousands of worlds since the endless years of the major holy places!

Against the Holy Land, even they dare not do it.

In the hearts of all human races, Emperor Huangwu is a symbol of indomitable, brave and fearless, and dare to fight against all injustice!

Therefore, someone blurted out that if Emperor Huangwu was still there, he would never allow the human race to be bullied.

Lin Xuanji opened his mouth slightly, but stopped talking.

When he was telling the story, in order to protect Su Zimo, he naturally would not reveal that Emperor Huangwu was Su Zimo.

Just now, he suddenly had the urge to tell everyone present about this.

Emperor Huangwu has always been there!

It is Emperor Huangwu who is relying on his own strength to fight against the power and will of all races!

But what's the use of this?

At this moment, some changes seemed to have taken place in the battlefield of the time-space forbidden land.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the crumbling figure supporting the golden lotus of merit suddenly stopped shaking!

Su Zimo raised his head sharply, two bright and hot purple flames were burning in his originally deep eyes!

These two groups of purple flames are bright and dazzling!

Even the Twelve Saint Sons and Saintess looked at him and felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason!

In their perception, the aura on Su Zimo's body is changing!

It seems like a completely different person!

Become a terrifying being that terrifies them!

"Roar!"

Su Zimo suddenly opened his mouth, and a deafening roar broke out, resounding through the world!

The next moment, around his body, a huge furnace of heaven and earth appeared faintly, and the flames were soaring, almost shrouding the Supreme Being of all races in it!

This is of course not a real melting pot of heaven and earth.

After all, it is only by virtue of Lingxi Art, the martial arts deity cannot really come.

But at this moment, with the help of Lingxi Art, the two true minds are connected, and the martial arts deity has evolved a terrifying scene of a melting pot of heaven and earth with a powerful and unshakable martial arts will, shocking all spirits!

Martial Dao will, for the first time in the Great Thousand World!