Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Even though they were facing a spent force like Long Aotian.

"Ah."

The corner of Long Aotian's mouth tilted again.

He knew that Long Li was definitely not a bystander and was still absolutely loyal to him.

They rushed over as fast as they could, but when they arrived... they happened to encounter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner wreaking havoc! He saw that he was not in danger, and was afraid of the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, so he did not dare to move forward.

As for the Undestroyed Snow Clan? Han Yue's courage was far inferior to Jun Daixue's. She probably had no intention of taking advantage of the situation or helping.

"Well, cousin, please stand up. What are you doing? Why are you kneeling? You and I are blood brothers after all. Isn't this embarrassing for me?"

Long Aotian gently helped Long Li up.

A touch of emotion flashed across Long Li's eyes. He used both kindness and force, and was convinced! His cousin has the potential to be an emperor!

Then, Long Aotian stretched out his hand with a crooked mouth: "What good fortune did you get, cousin? I think you have gained a lot. Can you show it to me?"

Long Li: “…………”

You stole it first, are you ashamed?

That's not right, the young master wasn't like this before! Why did he change so much after entering the spiritual realm? The young master seemed to have a more worldly air, but why was he so annoying...

What else can Long Li do? Just grit your teeth!

"Give!"

The human race's powerful spiritual masters also stationed here, and they dug out their own caves in an orderly manner.

Little did they know that the outside world has already turned upside down.

In the scroll of Linghai, there are nine top clans, and each clan has one.

It was sketched out bit by bit by countless ancestors who had entered the spiritual realm. The creatures in the scroll could learn through it some vague situations of the geniuses of their own clan in the spiritual realm.

For example, life and death.

At this time, in the magnificent hall of the human race, the atmosphere was quite heavy.

Qian Zun looked like a rather funny old man next door. He hunched over and coughed lightly, as if trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Why are you all so sad? People of our status should not be happy with things, nor sad with ourselves."

"Old man, does that mean your Long Aotian is still alive? Does that mean your disciple is not dead?!"

Kun Zun was so angry that he was about to explode and almost melt!

If he could defeat Qian Zun, he would have gone up and pulled the old man's beard.

"Ah."

The other supreme elders whose disciples had died all looked at Qian Zun coldly.

They... It's not easy to accept disciples. It depends not only on talent but also fate! It took them many years to find a disciple.

This is good, a spiritual realm! The four supreme elders became alone.

Only one person was still there, not distracted, fiddling with his socks that had one toe missing, while his boots were placed on the table...

Dui Zun, among the strongest men in the tribe, he is the most awesome.

Among the eight supreme elders, he is also the most powerful.

However, he couldn't find a successor.

He didn't even care about the lives of the few registered disciples who were just random people who cleaned for him.

Everyone in the world knows that Dui is cold and indifferent.

Perhaps even if his apprentice really died, he would still be like this.

"but!"

Li Zun rubbed his face and said, "Look at these three ascenders. They are so strong and ruthless!"

He pointed at the three spots of light on the Linghai scroll.

Among them, Yu Mu was the worst. Although the light spot representing Yu Mu was flickering, it was obvious that he was seriously injured, but the color of that light spot was blood red! It was so red that it looked purple!

The number of other tribes he killed was the highest in the spiritual realm! Even Long Aotian couldn't match him.

"This person, I want him!"

Li Zun gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I had just accepted a disciple, and before he could even warm up to me, before I had the chance to pass on my teachings, suddenly, I was already in the realm of the dead."

Whoever competes with me, I will be angry with him!

Xun Zun sneered: "Are you old and confused? When will it be your turn as the designated disciple? Are you the only one whose disciple died?"

"Yes!" Zhen Zun slammed the table and said, "There are three ascenders. You three Daoists who have disciples should stop fighting for it. Dui Zun, you can participate. As for the five of us, it depends on the decision of the younger generation."

"Yes, yes." Kanzun put his hands in his pockets.

"I'm old now, and I've been fighting for my whole life, you guys..."

"Why are you playing at being a good guy? You don't have any dead disciples, do you?"

“Oh! I don’t know who didn’t want to pick up the Ascendant at that time. I’m afraid that the Tianjiao will be disappointed with the tribe!”

"You didn't fart then, but now you come out and say something like this?!"

"Why can't those who have disciples fight? It all depends on luck! As long as I am alive, I don't think anyone in the tribe will dare to be so domineering!"

"Yes, even as the Grand Elder, I cannot allow such arrogant behavior!"

"You old bitch, are you looking for a beating?!"

"C! How could I be afraid of you? I am two years, one month, thirteen days, seven hours and two quarters older than you! When I was learning to walk, you hadn't even crawled out of your mother's womb yet!"

"I'll beat you back to your mother's womb!"

The six old men didn't even fight each other with magic, but just wrestled with each other in the hall like ordinary hooligans. Only Qian Zun and Dui Zun could watch them helplessly.

Hit the horn.

Since they couldn't really get angry, they didn't bother to care.

"Hey, are you really not going to accept a disciple? Since your elder sister passed away, your lineage must be passed on, right?"

Qian Zun looked at Dui Zun. Who could have thought that these old guys were all at the top of their clans and at the level of Spirit Emperor?

Few people know that there should have been nine supreme elders of the human race.

The other one is Duizun’s senior sister.

Dui Zun’s coldness can be traced back to the death of his senior sister in the last war among hundreds of races.

"Let it be up to fate. I still have a long life to live anyway." Dui Zun laughed. Few people knew that the other seven supreme elders did look like old men.

Before breaking through to become Emperor Ling, the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man came upon him, followed by the Minor Five Deteriorations and the Major Five Deteriorations.

There are very few creatures who can remain unchanged in their appearance after going through the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man. To go through the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man consumes a cultivator's very foundation and is also a huge price to pay.

But Dui Zun was a genius! He had managed to resist the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man with the method of the inn! He... was supposed to be middle-aged.

But he still showed an old face, and it was this face that buried a truly, once brilliant man.

"You are quite open-minded, but... I am really interested in these three ascenders."

"Don't fight for it. Long Aotian is a descendant with great fortune. He is already a masterpiece. You just need to bring him out and let him grow up. It will be a great merit for the clan."

"I know I can't chew too much, but I just can't help but love seeing such a brilliant genius."

Qian Zun smiled.

At this time, the six old men climbed back to their seats, panting heavily. They were tired from fighting, as they had been doing for many years.