Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Senior Brother Shangguan, let's go too." Xiang Chen cupped his fists and said.

Shangguan Jinghong patted Xiang Chen on the shoulder: "Go ahead, worship the ancestor first when you join the sect. This is the rule. You will meet the sect master later. After that, the admissions hall will arrange a place for you. Within one year of your joining the sect, the admissions hall will be responsible for you." Life, if you have any trouble with your sect in the future, you can come to Yuhua Mountain to find me, I live in Yuhua Mountain."

"OK."

Shangguan Jinghong's eyes swept over Xiang Chen's people. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he focused on Xia Qingcheng.

What a beauty.

Shangguan Jinghong was fascinated for a moment and asked: "This junior sister is..."

Xiang Chen's eyes flashed and he smiled quickly: "This is my lover, Xia Qing."

"Oh, it's Junior Sister Xia." Shangguan Jinghong nodded and smiled, taking another look at Xia Qingcheng.

Such a beautiful woman, whose appearance and temperament are even better than those of her junior sister. Following Tang Yu is simply a waste of money. If you have a chance, you can get it.

Shangguan Jinghong has already set his sights on Qingcheng.

Xiang Chen saw something was wrong with this guy's eyes, and his heart became colder. He looked like a pervert.

"Let's go first." Xiang Chen held Xia Qingcheng's hand and flew through the air with his brothers.

"Junior Brother Tang is really good. This time he gave Meng Zikun a good slap in the face." said a core disciple behind Shangguan Jinghong.

Shangguan Jinghong also turned and left, sneering: "Meng Zikun, if you dare to go against me, you will kill him sooner or later."

More than 10,000 new disciples followed Wang Qing, the master of the admissions hall, and flew to the Patriarch Hall. Meng Ziqi's people also carried away Meng Ziqi, who was beaten half to death.

"Brother Xiang Chen, the way Shangguan Jinghong looks at me is wrong." Xia Qingcheng said beside Xiang Chen.

"This person is a lustful person, so you should be more careful." Xiang Chen said.

"Brother Chen, do you think you have a grudge against Shangguan Jinghong for killing him so much?" Wang Ying asked from the other side.

They know the nature of their eldest brother best. When Xiang Chen fawns over someone so much, he must be plotting against him.

Xiang Chen said: "This person is the enemy who killed my ghost servant Yue Mei."

"No wonder."

Everyone was stunned.

"Hey, I'll have fun in the future. Shangguan Jinghong, I'll take three breaths of silence for you first."

Everyone followed the crowd and flew to the Patriarch's Hall.

The Patriarch's Hall is a hundred feet high, magnificent and magnificent. You can enter the hall by stepping on the jade steps. There are many murals in the main hall.

These murals all feature an ancestor of the Tyrant Sect who is famous for his immortal style and Taoism. There are men and women with different expressions, and they even contain an inexplicable Taoist charm.

In front, there is a large incense burner, and behind the incense burner is a statue of a man dozens of feet tall.

This man holds a huge heavy sword in his hand, has a domineering look, and looks scornfully at all living beings. Although he is just a statue, he contains a huge coercion.

More than 10,000 disciples entered the main hall and curiously looked at these murals, which had names and introductions on them.

"Immortal Master Yuhua, who practiced for one thousand three hundred years, attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven, leaving behind the Yuhua Sword Technique."

"Master Kuang Zhan Immortal, practiced for one thousand nine hundred and twenty years, attained the Tao and ascended to heaven, understood the Liu boxing technique, and Kuang Zhan Immortal Technique."

"…………"

The new disciples silently watched the introductions of these people. There were actually hundreds of ascended immortal masters recorded on it.

The Master of Wang Qing Hall said: "My Tyrant Sect has been established for tens of thousands of years. It is the top sect of the human race and has more than 800 immortal masters. And our founding ancestor, Ancestor Tyrant, created the future of our human race. Back then, Overwhelming the Demon Clan, the Hai Clan's genius of the times, all new disciples, pay homage to the Overlord Ancestor!"

After saying that, Wang Qing bowed his hands and bowed respectfully to the statue of the ancestor of Ba Tian.

All the disciples also bowed and worshiped.

"I pay my respects to all the immortal masters!"

Then, he bowed to the ascended powers on the mural again.

After paying homage, Wang Qing said: "In this ancestral hall, every immortal master's murals have their will and charm left in their murals, which contain great opportunities. If you can be recognized by the immortal masters, you can even get some of the things they left behind." Inheritance, I will give you two days to observe and observe here."

“There is an opportunity for immortality in these murals!”

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples showed expressions of surprise, and one by one they immediately released their spiritual senses to explore these murals.

"Did the Batian ancestors leave any chance inheritance?" Someone also asked about the ancestor statue.

Wang Qing glanced at the man and said: "Of course there are, but since ancient times, only three people have obtained the opportunity left by our ancestors, and the last one was our sect leader. After the sect leader, no one has obtained it for two hundred years. The ancestors have a chance, and they can inherit the ancestors' inheritance, and they can even compete for the position of the sect leader in the future."

After saying this, many people immediately ran to the statue of their ancestors with jealousy to observe.

Wang Qing added: "Nothing in the palace must be desecrated or destroyed. Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy. In two days, when the time comes, you will gather outside the palace and worship the sect master and the elders."

After saying that, Wang Qing walked out of the palace. When passing by Xiang Chen, his eyes paused on Xiang Chen.

"Have I offended the palace master in any way?" Xiang Chen looked at these murals and said indifferently.

"No, I always act according to the rules." Wang Qing glanced at him and walked away.

Xiang Chen looked at Wang Qing's back and sneered in his heart: "Wang Qing, Wang Qing, you are looking for a way out for yourself. If you don't target me, I won't notice you. It seems that the last interception... It was also you, the bastard, who leaked the traces.”

Xiang Chen withdrew his gaze and focused on these murals again. His pupils released his power, and he noticed the fluctuations of will appearing on these murals. Each mural seemed to be an independent small world. .

His spiritual consciousness also spread out and came into contact with these murals, and most of the wills on these murals were resisting Xiang Chen's spiritual consciousness and willpower.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Xiang Chen felt that his will was attracted by the active call of a mural.

He looked around and saw that the painting on the one-foot-long mural turned out to be a blind woman.

This blind woman, with her eyes covered by a black scarf, looks extremely pretty. She is wearing a blood-red dress, with a delicate Miao sword floating beside her. The entire mural exudes the sharp sword intent.

As for this mural, there is a rare fact that there is no introduction, no name, no information about her origin.

It is the will in this mural that calls for Xiang Chen's spiritual will.

Xiang Chen's spiritual consciousness poured into it instantly.

boom……

Suddenly his mind roared, and his consciousness was instantly pulled into a whirlpool.

Xiang Chen was also shocked when he looked at the world that appeared in the will space.

I saw the figure of this blind woman standing above the Tyrant Sect, and below, there were corpses!