Peerless God Emperor

"Who are you taking in?" After a long time, the ancestor spoke again.    

"Him." Long Linger looked at Qin Xuan beside him.    

The ancestor's consciousness landed on Qin Xuan, after that, her expression changed as she exclaimed: "It's him, the same thought that he used to kill me earlier?"    

Previously, she had felt that a human wanted to enter the Holy Dragon Space, which was why she had acted to stop them. She didn't expect that the human would be so arrogant as to erase her thoughts and force her into the Holy Dragon Space.    

What she didn't expect was that the incomparably arrogant human descendant would be standing right in front of her right now.    

"How dare you! Who allowed you to come here?" The ancestor coldly shouted at Qin Xuan, his voice revealing a strong dissatisfaction.    

Qin Xuan heard the voice and his eyes focused, he cupped his fists towards the tomb: "I was really forced to do that, I hope senior can forgive me."    

"You have no choice?" The ancestor's voice became even colder as he said, "No human has ever been able to come here. On what basis are you able to come here?"    

Hearing these words, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and confidently said: "Since no one has come, then this junior will be the first person, and I believe that in the future, there will be more humans that will step foot in here."    

"You … You are too presumptuous! "    

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure erupted from the mausoleum and transformed into a huge wave that surged towards Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan's face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Senior, if you kill me, her life will be lost, senior, do you still want to do this?"    

As soon as Qin Xuan finished speaking, the ferocious wave froze in the air, and did not fall down.    

"You mean, you can help her awaken her bloodline?" The ancestor asked Qin Xuan in disbelief.    

"Although I'm not completely sure, I can still give it a try." Qin Xuan said.    

"Ridiculous, how can I let you try with the genius juniors of my dragon race?" No matter what era the Seven Colors Holy Dragon was in, it would always be a peak level existence. This girl has such a bloodline, her identity must not be simple, how can she let a human try?    

Moreover, this girl was so beautiful and this human looked so frivolous. It was likely that he had other intentions.    

If Qin Xuan knew the thoughts of this senior from the dragon race, he wondered if he would vomit blood.    

She actually thought of him that way.    

Chi Li also heard the conversation between Qin Xuan and the ancestor of the dragon race, and could not help but open his mouth: "Senior, this man is the most talented person in the younger generation of the human race, he is extremely talented.    

"He, human Wushuang?" When the ancestor heard Chi Li's words, he was obviously stunned, but after that he looked at Qin Xuan again, carefully sizing him up.    

If one ignored his actions before, then his appearance and temperament were indeed extraordinary. He could be called a dragon among men, but his cultivation was simply too low.    

Had the humankind of today fallen to such a state?    

Seeing that the ancestor did not seem to believe him, Long Linger also agreed: "Indeed so, the ancestor can think about it. If his talent is not strong enough, how can he erase the consciousness of many ancestors with his current realm, is that not logical?"    

Hearing Long Linger's words, the ancestor became silent again, and didn't know what to say for a moment.    

If she were to question Qin Xuan's Inherent Skill now, then what did they, these ancestors, count for?    

"Alright, I'll allow you to enter, but if you dare to do anything wrong, don't blame me for being ruthless!"    

The moment he said that, Qin Xuan immediately felt a cold intent sweeping across his body, he could not help but shiver, after that he vaguely felt that something was amiss, this ancestor did not seem to be as strong as he had imagined.    

Moreover, if she was that powerful, she would have killed him already. She wouldn't waste so much time talking to him. She had fallen for so many years, and most of her power would have been lost.    

Of course, Qin Xuan would not poke her in her face. After all, she was a senior and should still maintain the respect that she deserved.    

Qin Xuan looked at Chi Li and cupped his fists: "Chi Li, please, do not let anyone near."    

"I understand. If anyone dares to come over, you must step on my body!" Chi Li nodded his head seriously. He knew that this matter was extremely important, and if he was not careful, both of them would be affected, and there was a possibility that their lives might be in danger.    

Qin Xuan nodded, and glanced at Long Linger, only to see the latter saying: "Let's go in."    

As a result, the two of them walked into the tomb together. The moment they entered, light started flowing around the stone door, forming a barrier of light curtain that sealed up the tomb.    

Chi Li looked at the light curtain, he knew that this light curtain was not strong, and if someone attacked from the outside, it could still be broken easily.    

The most important thing was still to see him.    

...    

In the Sacred Dragon Pool, there were two rows of figures descending. They arrived at almost the same time, and there were more than a dozen of them altogether.    

If Qin Xuan was here, he would definitely be able to tell the origins of these two lineup with a glance.    

They were the people of Senluo Legion and Holy Dragon Corps.    

The Senluo Legion was led by Mu Ziyin, and the Holy Dragon Corps was headed by Liu Rufeng.    

Liu Rufeng was the second strongest being in Holy Dragon Corps and was slightly weaker than Wu Song. However, Wu Sang lost to Mu Ziyin previously, so in terms of combat power, the Senluo Legion had the upper hand.    

At this moment, the two armies were in a defensive stance. Their gazes were filled with vigilance as they stared at each other. The atmosphere between the two armies was extremely tense.    

This was the Sacred Dragon Pool, and there were no rules to speak of. No one could guarantee that the other party would not harm anyone.    

Mu Ziyin glanced at Liu Rufeng indifferently, he lightly waved the fan in his hand and said: "You do not have to be too nervous, you, are not qualified enough to make me do it."    

His calm words revealed his incomparable confidence, as well as a faint hint of disdain.    

The meaning of his words was that from the beginning to the end, he had never treated Liu Rufeng as his opponent. He was too lazy to make a move.    

As expected, when Mu Ziyin's voice fell, the faces of Liu Rufeng and the Senluo Legion's people turned extremely ashen; their expressions were as unsightly as unsightly could be.    

They came from the Holy Dragon Corps, the number one army of the dragon race. As long as they appeared, they would receive the attention of tens of thousands of people.    

Yet now, he was actually being humiliated by someone with such a disdainful tone. This was simply an extraordinary shame and humiliation!    

In contrast, the faces of the people from the Senluo Legion revealed a hint of pride, feeling extremely comfortable. They had been suppressed by the Holy Dragon Corps for so many years, and whenever they appeared, they were ignored without a single trace of existence.    

It was a good thing that an extraordinary person had finally appeared in their Senluo Legion, and was able to lead them to a completely new stage.    

Before long, Mu Ziyin would definitely be the strongest person in the Senluo Legion and would lead them to surpass the Holy Dragon Corps.    

"Mu Ziyin, you are too arrogant!"    

Bo Kao took a step forward, and said with a cold tone: "Although you are strong, but can everyone beside you be like you? If it's a group battle, the losers will definitely be you guys! "    

As the sound of his voice faded, the people of Holy Dragon Corps all stepped forward. Their bodies surged with a tyrannical aura.    

Holy Dragon Corps had always been regarded as the number one army, it was not a disreputable name, every person's fighting strength was extremely strong, they could win with one strike.    

Maybe they could not compare to the Senluo Legion with their top fighting strength, but it was as Bo Kao had said, they had a high chance of winning.    

"Is that so?" Mu Ziyin raised his brows slightly, as if he was somewhat disdainful. His figure immediately disappeared from where he stood, and an extremely terrifying killing intent quickly enveloped the surrounding area, causing the expressions of the Holy Dragon Corps's people to immediately tense up, as the aura he emitted reached the pinnacle.    

"How dare you!" Liu Rufeng's figure also flashed out. Countless rays of light appeared around his body, turning into endless divine weapons. Sabers, spears, halberds, and other weapons were floating in the air. Each of them was shining with an extremely terrifying light.    

Countless divine weapons slashed out, causing the entire space to be filled with resplendent light. The entire space seemed to have transformed into a battlefield as an intense killing intent permeated the air.    

Mu Ziyin stood proudly in the sky, his white robes fluttering in the wind, his long hair flying around, while a group of Divine Weapons flew towards him, his expression was indifferent, not a single ripple could be seen, as though he did not see them.    

He lifted his finger and pointed it out, as an immense power erupted forth from the tip of his finger. Streaks of unbridled light slashed across the skies, shattering the divine weapon into pieces, seemingly capable of destroying everything in its path.    

More and more rays of light shot out from his fingers, causing the divine weapons to tremble violently, before exploding and turning into motes of light and disappearing.    

However, it was not over yet. Mu Ziyin's figure flashed and appeared not far away from Liu Rufeng in the blink of an eye. Liu Rufeng's expression changed slightly as he retreated backwards.    

"Want to run?" Mu Ziyin let out a voice, waved his hand, and strong gales appeared in the air. Terrifying finger lights attacked from all directions in the air, sealing off all directions, faintly enveloping Liu Rufeng in the center. There was nowhere for him to retreat to.    

"Pfft!" Liu Rufeng's body was penetrated by several finger lights. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood and his face paled. How powerful!    

At this moment, he finally realized how terrifying the person in front of him was. No wonder Wu Yong was defeated by him.    

The expressions of the people from the Holy Dragon Corps s became extremely ugly. Even the powerful Liu Rufeng was not a match for Mu Ziyin.    

Bo Kao's expression was stiff as he stood there, his eyes lifeless, his heart feeling extremely shocked.    

Mu Ziyin's strength had far exceeded his imagination!    

Sometimes, when a top tier fighting strength reached a certain level, they were qualified to change the outcome, and Mu Ziyin obviously had such fighting strength.