Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Xiang Chen rubbed her head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there will be many opportunities to kill him in the future, but not here. After all, this is in the Seven Swordsmen Immortal Sect. If I kill him, the sect master will not let me go. "

"Yeah, but senior brother, it's been so long since I last saw you, how did you become so powerful? I heard about the Tianpeng lair appearing on the Desolate Ruins Heavenly Road. Didn't you gain the Tianpeng bloodline and your strength improved dramatically?"

Wang Yu'er knew very well the practice method of her senior brother who had watched her grow up.

"Why are you so smart? You are really a roundworm in my belly. Come on, give me a kiss as a reward." Xiang Chen put his mouth towards her.

Wang Yu'er blocked his foul mouth and said happily: "You must have gained a lot of benefits, please hand it over quickly."

Xiang Chen chuckled and pointed at his face.

Wang Yu'er rolled her eyes at him, then pursed her lips and kissed him on the face.

Xiang Chen had a bottle in his hand, which contained ten red-gold pills.

"Daluo Qi and Blood Pill!" Wang Yu'er exclaimed, her eyes shining.

"That's right, this is the Daluo Qi and Blood Pill tempered by the bodies of ten Daluo Golden Immortals. It is enough for you to cultivate your physical body to the extreme, or even achieve a breakthrough. In addition, there is this."

Two more jade boxes appeared in Xiang Chen's hand.

Wang Yu'er opened the box and her eyes shone. It was a ginseng from Yuzhi.

"Ninth-grade elixir, imperial ginseng!"

Another box opened, revealing a fairy grass.

"Nine-grade soul-reviving grass!"

Wang Yu'er's face turned red with excitement. This was a ninth-grade elixir, worth over 100 million high-grade immortal crystals.

"Emperor's ginseng replenishes Qi, and soul-returning grass replenishes soul power. When you reach the ultimate level of essence, energy, and spirit, you will break through to Daluo Jinxian and return to the ancient cauldron to retreat in the starry sky. You will not be allowed to leave until you break through."

Xiang Chen's words made Wang Yuer's excitement drop again.

"I have to stay in seclusion for a long time again."

"Nonsense, improve your strength quickly. From now on, your senior brother, I will challenge the entire fairy world. I still need you, a super nanny, to nurse me. The resources have been prepared for you, but you are not yet active in cultivation."

Xiang Chen pulled Wang Yuer's face hard.

"Hmph, just stay in seclusion and wait until I come out to blow your head off, senior brother."

Wang Yuer snorted arrogantly.

"Haha, I haven't eaten your food for a long time. Go and show your skills. I'll introduce you to my best brother Xia Houwu later. He is the Hou Zi I often tell you."

Xiang Chen walked toward Xianju with his arms around his little junior sister's shoulders.

The Seven Sword Immortal Sect, the Luo Tian Sect, the Tyrant Sword Sect, and the Lu Family originally had a great competition in terms of strength. However, due to the emergence of Tianpeng's lair, this great competition also faded out of people's sight.

The Seven Swords Immortal Palace, where the master of the Seven Swords Sect lives,

The Seven Swords Immortal Palace is built on the Immortal Mountain, located in the clouds, surrounded by immortal energy.

In the Immortal Palace, the Master of the Seven Swords Sect, Yang Yan, another powerful Immortal Emperor of the Seven Swords Sect, and more than eighty elders of the Peak Golden Immortal Realm of the Seven Swords Immortal Sect gathered together to discuss matters.

"The news has been confirmed. Elder Mogu has indeed died and fell in Tianpeng's lair."

The master of Qidao Sect said with a gloomy expression.

"What, Great Elder Mogu has really fallen?"

"Is this Tianpeng lair so dangerous?"

"Elder Mogu..."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the elders present changed drastically, looking ugly and pitiful.

The Seven Blades Immortal Sect currently only has three Immortal Emperors, and now one has fallen, which is equivalent to losing a pillar.

"Master, do you know how my father died?" An elder asked sadly. It was Mo Gu's son, Mo Xing.

The master of Qidao Sect shook his head and said: "I got an information from the information platform of Jiutian Immortal World. Emperor Tianpeng was born before he died. The clones of the desolate gods and even the strong men of Qianji Sect came forward to send troops into Tianpeng's lair to strangle Tianpeng. Emperor, in the end Tianpeng's lair disappeared, a large number of powerful people either died or disappeared, and there is no way to know how Elder Mogu died."

Everyone was in an uproar again. They had obviously heard the legend of the ancient evil man, Emperor Tianpeng, but they didn't expect that he was still alive.

"I don't know what's going on with the Hengtian Sword Sect, but we have cooperation with them." Immortal Emperor Yang Yan narrowed his eyes and said.

She was referring to working together to kill Ba Xuanyi, the next member of the Tyrant Sword Sect who was most likely to break through to the Immortal Emperor.

"The situation of the Hengtian Sword Sect is unknown. I have sent people to ask, and our own informants have not reported anything. However, it is urgent to suppress the Tyrant Sword Sect. But now that Immortal Emperor Mogu has fallen, our sect has lost one With great combat power, even if we cooperate with the Hengtian Sword Sect to defeat the Tyrant Sword Sect, our losses will not be small, and we still have to resist other forces taking advantage of the situation, so I decided to reopen the Tomb of Swords and invite the Ancestor Imperial Soldiers!"

The master of Qidao Sect looked at everyone present and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

"this……"

The expressions of the elders present at the peak of Daluo Jinxian changed slightly, and reopening the Tomb of Swords seemed to have a huge impact on them.

"Hmph, why, no one is willing to take a risk for the sect?"

The master of Qidao Sect snorted coldly, quite dissatisfied.

"Sect Master, the ancestors of the Imperial Soldiers have become spirits of their own accord. They are unconstrained and murderous. The last time we sent someone to invite the Emperor's Soldiers, two elders died..."

An elder reminded with some fear.

The Master of the Seven Swords Sect said indifferently: "If we can invite the Emperor's soldiers, what does even the Overlord Sword Master have to fear? This will be a good thing for the sect for generations. I have decided that I have to invite the Emperor's soldiers this time. No, Chen Ming, Zhao Peng, and Mo Xing, you three elders will lead the team this time and must seal and invite the imperial soldiers. You can choose thirty deacon disciples from the Daluo Golden Immortal realm to go in with you."

The three elders who were named felt their hearts sink, and their faces were full of bitterness, as if they had received some fatal mission.

Especially Mo Xing, he secretly cursed in his heart that as soon as his father Mogu died, the sect leader started to deal with people from Elder Mogu's lineage.

"Don't worry, this time I have prepared the finale for you."

An extra jade box appeared in the hands of the Qidao Sect Master, and the jade box flew into Mo Xing's hand.

"Inside is a ninth-level Immortal Sealing Talisman. It is a treasure that flows out of the Eternal Night Blood Fire City. The Immortal Emperor can also seal a few cultivation levels for a moment. With him, if used properly, there is an 80% chance of bringing out the Emperor's soldiers."

"The Immortal Talisman, the legendary Immortal Talisman can only be refined by those who practice the God-Sealing Technique!"

With this treasure, the three elders have a little more confidence.

The meeting was held for a long time before the Master of the Qidao Sect let it adjourn.

As soon as the meeting ended, a person guarding outside couldn't wait to break into the hall.

"Uncle, you have to make the decision for your nephew's revenge."

A young man with a broken arm entered the hall, knelt in front of the master of Qidao Sect and appealed.

"Xiao Hai, what's wrong with you? Who beat you like this?"

The leader of Qidao Sect looked at Duan Hai's broken arm and asked in a deep voice.

"Who else could it be, your new disciple Tang Yu?"