Ancient Ancestral Gods

"Zhi Zun is here! Zhi Zun is here!"    

When the guards of the small world heard the familiar sound of thunder, they all became extremely excited.    

The originally passive fighting spirit was ignited once again, the fighting spirit was high.    

The sudden appearance of three Half-step Martial Saint s caused the originally clear advantage to be taken away once again. The situation was now in a crisis.    

Now that Zhi Zun's voice sounded, it proved that Zhi Zun wanted to personally manage the war here.    

As long as Zhi Zun took action, the enemies would be forced to retreat.    

"You've finally woken up!" Spirit City smiled happily.    

That thunderous voice back then could not be more familiar. Xiao Fan's voice sounded, then he had already woken up.    

At this critical moment, Xiao Fan woke up very promptly.    

Xin Er gave a beautiful smile as she sent a sound transmission to all the guards and immediately left the battlefield.    

With Xiao Fan making a move, she no longer needed to fight in front of the enemies.    

"Who is it!"    

"That sound is very scary. It seems that person isn't simple!"    

"What are you afraid of? You cowardly turtle, hurry up and come out to die. Don't wait for us to take over this small world before you come out. You won't even have the chance to regret then!"    

"That's right, what is there to be afraid of? This small world is destined to be conquered by us, completely conquered!"    

"You cowardly turtle, quickly come out to die!"    

Thunderclap's furious voice sounded, completely attracting the attention of the three Half-step Martial Saint s.    

It was unknown who the three Half-step Martial Saint s were speaking so arrogantly to actually want them to leave, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to leave alive.    

Such remarks were too high-profile and arrogant.    

At the same time, it was a humiliation and contempt.    

They were all at the Half-step Martial Saint, and wouldn't be scared off by a few threatening words.    

Besides, they had brought an army with them to conquer this small world.    

If he was scared to the point that he pissed his pants because of a threatening remark from someone he had never seen before, it would make others laugh until their teeth fell off.    

No dignity at all.    

"I've given you a chance, if you don't treasure it properly, then stay!"    

The same voice sounded. In the next moment, everyone saw a door of light appear above the three Half-step Martial Saint s.    

Three terrifying auras came from the light door.    

At that moment, the expressions of the three people suddenly changed. The immortal energy in their bodies exploded as energy flashed around them.    

If they hadn't seen the speaker earlier, they wouldn't have felt any fear.    

However, now that a light door had appeared above them, they could clearly feel a dangerous aura coming from the light door.    

To be able to make their Half-step Martial Saint feel danger, the other party's strength must be very terrifying.    

The three of them were already prepared to fight, ready to fight any enemy that came through the door of light.    

However, no one came out of the door of light. Instead, they saw three rays of light.    

The three rays of light emerged from the door of light, transforming into three golden sword beams. They were resplendent as they slashed towards the three Half-step Martial Saint s.    

The three Half-step Martial Saint s immediately activated their immortal powers, and celestial artifacts appeared in their hands to receive the attack.    

BOOM!    

Three sword beams, carrying a terrifying power, slashed onto the bodies of the three Half-step Martial Saint s at the same time.    

Instantly, a huge explosion occurred, and the entire sky was filled with brilliant sparks.    

The explosion created a powerful shockwave. The enemy below was attacked, and the enemy troops in the center were forcibly torn apart and turned into ashes.    

The entire earth was sinking, and smoke and dust were rising in all directions.    

The guards of the small world had long since been ordered by Xin Er to retreat, and were almost unaffected.    

The flames from the explosion dispersed and the sky turned clear.    

Everyone saw that the three Half-step Martial Saint s were still standing in the air, but their majestic auras were no longer there.    

His body was battered and bruised, bleeding profusely.    

One shoulder was torn, and the other had a deep wound in his chest.    

Another hand had disappeared, becoming a single arm.    

On the faces of the three Half-step Martial Saint s, there was a single word: afraid.