In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

In the dimly lit shrine,

A middle-aged man in a purple-black robe stood with his hands behind his back.

If Gongsun Ziyan was here at this moment, he would definitely be able to recognize that this middle-aged man was the patriarch of the Gongsun family - Gongsun Xie!

Gongsun Xie is a half-step Taoist cultivator. As the patriarch of the Gongsun family, he is also the supreme ruler of Tianshui City. He is extremely powerful.

After receiving the information that Ninety-six had left the body, Gongsun Xie quickly made a countermeasure in his mind.

For such a bone-hardening third-rank cultivator who may be hiding secrets, the best way to deal with it is to nip the bud in the cradle, otherwise there may not be a peerless powerhouse that threatens the moth clan over time.

think of this,

A pale bone flute appeared in Gongsun Xie's palm.

This bone flute exudes a bloody smell like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Obviously, this is an extremely evil spiritual tool, which is enough to make every cultivation practitioner who faces it turn pale.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and carefully played the white bone flute, making a low but seductive and depraved flute.

It was just a moment of playing, and cold sweat had already appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead, showing that even the middle-aged man could not fully control this evil spirit weapon.

Just as the middle-aged man put down the white bone flute, three groups of black mist mixed with blood appeared in the Great Hall, and as the black mist gradually dissipated, three cultivators with a degenerate and cold aura appeared. Impressively, there are three spiritual cultivation realm cultivators.

"Ninety-six's main body seems to be exposed under the coercion of a third-rank cultivator who only hardened his bones." The middle-aged man looked around his three subordinates and said lightly.

The three cultivation practitioners below showed varying degrees of surprise.

The cultivator in the middle had a look of shock on his face, and asked, "With the strength of ninety-six, it is impossible for anyone under the cultivation of the spirit to force it to break away from the body. Where is that kid Sacred?"

"Gongsun Ziyan left his family on his own," the middle-aged man gave the answer, "that is, he, the rumor that the family ancestral hall became the Demonic Beasts' lair."

However, the four practitioners present knew that the family ancestral hall was actually just like what Gongsun Ziyan said, it has become the nest of the moth clan!

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, his eyes became sharp, and he said to the cultivator in the middle: "Obviously, that kid named Gongsun Ziyan hides some secrets, Li Yunfei, now I order you to bring this Root Bone Flute, bring that kid back to me!"

In fact, compared to the life and death of Ninety-six, the middle-aged people are more concerned about the secrets that Gongsun Ziyan hides, which even concerns the future of the moth clan.

"Go, my children!"

Three black mists rose again, wrapping the three practitioners and disappearing into the Great Hall.

On the other side,

Chen Xuan used his ability of the ninth rank of Taoist emperor to carefully probe the soul of Ninety-six, and a cold expression gradually flashed on his face.

In the depths of Ninety-six's soul, there was a bright red spiritual imprint, slowly squirming, emitting a strong bloody aura.

The moth clan?

At this moment, Chen Xuan's deep disgust for the moth clan rose from the bottom of his heart, and he could not wait to immediately go to the moth clan to destroy this evil clan that parasitized others and seized the Cultivation Base!

Next,

Even though Ninety-Six tried his best to let his soul explode, but with Chen Xuan's supreme means, Ninety-Six's struggles were as powerless as a clown.

at last,

Under Chen Xuan's thorough search, almost all the secrets about the moth clan were exposed to Chen Xuan's eyes, including the number of strong men in the moth clan.

"Heh, even the patriarch of the moth clan is just a cultivator who has just entered the Dao Emperor. He is really weak." Chen Xuan said lightly.

As the secrets of the moth clan were revealed, Chen Xuan gradually gave up the idea of ​​personally exterminating the moth clan. For Chen Xuan, an opponent of this level, it was just a slap in the face.

"If that's the case, let's leave this opportunity to Ziyan. Speaking of which, this is really God's will." A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Chen Xuan's mouth.

but,

He does not intend to let the current Gongsun Ziyan directly face the entire moth clan, which means that Chen Xuan will lose the outstanding descendant of Gongsun Ziyan.

At the same time, in addition to worrying about Gongsun Ziyan's personal safety, Chen Xuan also needs to consider the growth of the entire descendant group.

think of this,

Chen Xuan couldn't help but secretly figured out the next move, which would greatly affect the growth of the group, so it was equally important to Chen Xuan.

As a peak cultivator of the ninth grade of the Taoist emperor, Chen Xuan has been able to get to where he is today, and naturally he has excellent brain power as support.

Just when Chen Xuan planned the future of Gongsun Ziyan and other descendants here, Gongsun Ziyan once again waited for the opportunity to make a breakthrough.

In an empty and lonely wilderness, the disheveled Gongsun Ziyan was panting heavily, his body slumped from exhaustion, and his eyes were red as he looked at the huge beast that was about to lose its vitality in front of him.

This wilderness is the core of this ancient mountain range, inhabited by a terrifyingly powerful beast called the Extremely Evil Barbarian Dragon.

The strength of this extremely vicious savage dragon is comparable to that of a half-step human being, and for Gongsun Ziyan, who is only the third rank of the spiritual realm, it can be said to be extremely powerful.

Roar!

The extremely vicious barbarian dragon let out a deafening roar, the black scales all over its body shook, and the blood-red dragon's eyes were full of resentment.

Looking around its huge body, you can see that many black scales are broken, and there are several huge wounds, which still have the breath of blood eagle claws.

These are the methods of Gongsun Ziyan!

Gongsun Ziyan smiled, a mad look flashed in his eyes, and a normal-sized kettle appeared in his hand.

In the kettle, there is the incomparably precious spiritual liquid of Yuquan Divine Brew.

According to Gongsun Ziyan's knowledge, even if he searched the entire Tianshui City, he could not find a pot of spiritual liquid of the level of Yuquan Divine Brew. This is a priceless treasure!

But Chen Xuan's ancestor left ten pots of Yuquan Divine Brew for Gongsun Ziyan!

I remember when Gongsun Ziyan was extremely excited, Chen Xuan's ancestor just waved his hand casually and said, "I still have a whole lake of this kind of spiritual liquid, and we all use it as mouthwash."

A lake?

Mouthwash?

Gongsunzi said: "..."

Gongsun Ziyan dispelled the distracting thoughts in his heart and carefully drank a small portion of Yuquan Divine Brew.

The spiritual liquid quickly turned into pure Spirit Power in his body, and in the blink of an eye, Gongsun Ziyan's injury had completely recovered.

next second,

Gongsun Ziyan used the blood eagle claws again, and the sharp crimson Spirit Power turned into a tall and straight giant eagle, rushing towards the extremely evil dragon with lightning speed.

The extremely vicious savage dragon who was seriously injured and dying could no longer resist, and slowly closed his eyes, losing his breath of life.