I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

The Patriarch of the Nalan Family was poked at a sore spot, and his expression turned ugly.

However, he still argued: "So what, it's not that you can become a saint only by passing the test of the holy way at the Holy Spirit Academy."

Ji Mo wanted to say something else, but at this moment, the Misty Palace Mistress came out to smooth things over.

"Everyone, I don't know what's going on inside the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, so it's better not to quarrel here." The voice of Misty Palace Mistress's voice was like the sound of heaven.

She is a strong person with a rhythm, and her voice has a special rhythm, which can stabilize her mind.

Seeing the masters of Misty Palace, they all tried to persuade them, but the headmaster Mo Yuan and the deputy headman Ji Mo didn't say anything more, and the head of the Nalan family also snorted coldly and stopped talking.

In the following time, people sacrificed soul jade one after another, wanting to see if their juniors or companions were in danger of life in the ancestor dragon's nest.

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Soon there was the sound of the soul jade breaking, accompanied by painful grief.

After all, the Ancestral Dragon's Nest is very dangerous. Many monks who entered it have already died.

However, none of the soul jades of those holy sons and peerless geniuses were taken out, and their elders were very confident.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour has passed.

"Chong!"

Suddenly, a sound like a divine soldier unsheathing suddenly resounded from this place, rushing straight to the sky, shaking away countless clouds.

At the same time, accompanied by the spread of murderous intent and billowing anger, all the monks here felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

All the monks were extremely shocked.

"what happened!"

Their gazes followed the voice.

It was found that it was a ragged old man with long hair draped around his shoulders, looking very sloppy.

But there is a kind of supreme sword intent in him, which is very domineering, which makes many strong men from the holy land families feel jealous.

"Chen Liedao's master!"

The moment they saw the ragged old man, someone exclaimed.

Chen Lie Dao's master is a strong man in the seventh level of the Martial Realm, and his attainments in the sword technique are very extraordinary, and he is well-known in the Ethereal Domain and several nearby domains.

If it weren't for his careful teaching, even if Chen Liedao's talent is outstanding, he would not be able to grow into a peerless arrogance who can stand shoulder to shoulder with many saint children.

"Someone actually killed my apprentice!" The ragged old man said every word, gnashing his teeth.

He couldn't believe it.

He wasn't worried about Chen Liedao at first, but for some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy, so he sacrificed the soul jade.

But unexpectedly, just after appearing in front of Xuan Yuejing, the soul jade shattered directly.

"What, Chen Lie was chopped off by someone!"

These words suddenly seemed like a boulder was thrown into a calm lake, causing huge waves.

You must know that Chen Liedao is a peerless arrogance who can stand shoulder to shoulder with many saints.

He died so quickly.

It was beyond the expectations of all monks.

Especially those strong men of the desolate ancient forces, they were not worried at first, but when they saw that Chen Lie Dao was killed, they felt a little uneasy.

"Whoever dares to kill my apprentice, I will make him pay with blood!" The ragged old man's sword intent was overwhelming, and his words were extremely cold.

Although there are unwritten rules, even if someone is killed, the older generation is not allowed to intervene in the rivalry between the same generation, but he is addicted to knives and is alone. His only purpose is to find a successor to inherit his mantle.

And Chen Liedao is his only successor.

Now that Chen Lie was dead, everything else was meaningless to him.

When the monks here heard this, they became more and more afraid.

"Which unlucky guy actually killed Chen Liedao and got into trouble with this old guy, it's really too miserable."

"I'm afraid that even if the person who killed Chen Lie Dao was a Saint Child, he would still have to pay a heavy price."

"A strong man at the seventh level of the Martial Realm who doesn't care about anything, and also has a long saber in his hand, it's simply terrifying!"

"..."

There were voices of discussion.

The monks here are all the ones who took pity on and killed Chen Liedao.

"As long as Mr. Qin didn't move his hands, it's fine."

Vice-principal Ji Mo was also a little jealous of the ragged old man, and muttered in his mouth.

At this time, Feng Bolie and the third elder of Dayan Holy Land frowned.

Obviously worried in his heart, whether Feng Mu or Dayan Shengzi killed Chen Liedao.

After all, there should be only the two of them in the Ancestral Dragon's Nest with this strength.

At the same time, the ragged old man also set his sights on the third elder and Feng Bolie of Dayan Holy Land, apparently having the same idea.

But he didn't make a move for the time being.

He has to wait for the Ancestral Dragon's Nest to be closed and the monks inside to come out, and then he has to understand the situation before making a move.

Whether it was Feng Mu or Chen Liedao who was killed by Shengzi Dayan, he would make him pay the price in blood.

"Shouldn't the saint be in danger?" The Great Elder of Misty Palace couldn't help asking worriedly.

The Misty Palace Mistress also frowned slightly when she heard the words, feeling a little worried in her heart.

She gently waved her jade hand, and then sacrificed the soul jade of the misty saint, and flew in front of Xuan Yuejing.

For a moment, all eyes were on, and they held their breath.

He wanted to see if, besides Chen Liedao, any other Saint Child level figures or peerless geniuses had been killed.

"Om..."

In front of the Xuanyue mirror, the soul jade was surrounded by moonlight and trembled slightly, but it quickly returned to normal and did not shatter.

Seeing this, the Misty Palace Master breathed a sigh of relief and took back the soul jade.

At the same time, Feng Bolie and the third elder of Dayan Holy Land also sacrificed a soul jade, which floated in front of Xuan Yuejing.

"Om..."

The two soul jades are very normal and there is no problem at all.

There were many monks holding their breaths here, but now there was a slight discussion.

"It seems that Chen Lie Dao's killing should have been an accident. Saint Child level figures and those peerless arrogances are not so easy to fall." An elderly monk said.

His words made many monks agree.

Although there are many dangers in the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, those holy sons and peerless arrogances are all extraordinary in strength and have secret treasures, so they will not die so easily.

The Patriarch of the Nalan family, who was still a little worried in his heart, is now slightly relieved.

"Chen Liedao should be unlucky for himself. He provoked some fierce beasts that should not be messed with. It's not that there was a big crisis inside. My son is definitely fine."

The head of the Nalan family said, offering a soul jade.

Although he no longer worries in his heart, he still wants to let himself be completely at ease.

The monks here have already begun to speculate about what happened to Chen Liedao, and no longer pay attention to the situation of the soul jade.

However, the next slight sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, instantly shocking everyone!