Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Xiang Chen was stunned for a moment, what did he ask him to do?

"Elder." Xiang Chen walked over.

Mo Xing looked at him and said with a smile: "Follow us. We are going to suppress a magic weapon in the Tomb of Swords. We need some help. Your strength is now considered among the elite among the disciples of the sect. Elite, bring back the magic weapon, you will be rewarded heavily."

"Magic weapon..." Xiang Chen immediately became more vigilant, thinking of the pill he had taken before.

On the side, Duan Hai, his four Da Luo Jinxian realm deacons, and three elders, plus him, there are nine people.

"I want to see what you guys are up to."

Xiang Chen sneered in his heart, in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, he was not afraid of anyone present.

"Okay, but it will be sent by the elders." Xiang Chen nodded and did not refuse.

"Follow me." Elder Mogu took the lead and rushed into the depths of the knife tomb, and everyone quickly followed.

In the knife tomb, there was a lifeless atmosphere and it was extremely quiet.

On the road, Xiang Chen saw a large tomb, like a hill, shrouded in powerful sword intent.

On the top of the tomb, there is a knife box, which contains powerful immortal weapons.

"Elder Mo Xing, it is said that the celestial sword of the first sect master has transformed into a real magic weapon, right?"

Duan Hai followed and couldn't help but ask.

Elder Mo Xing glanced at him and said: "It cannot be said to be a true magic weapon. The sword spirit of the first generation sect master's Thousand Demon Sword has independent consciousness and is not controlled by anyone. It has absorbed a large amount of sword energy and energy here. After the death energy, it turned into a magic weapon. Even if no one controls it, it can still exert the power of the peak of Daluo Jinxian realm."

"So strong!" The other disciples exclaimed. It was already terrifying to be able to exert the peak strength of Daluo Jinxian without the control and supply of energy.

"What we have to do is seal him and bring him back to the sect. If the sect master can get this sword, he will definitely become the strongest person in the ancient spirit immortal realm." Elder Chen Ming said on the side.

Although everyone did not fly, they were still very fast and saw many graves along the way.

The space of this knife tomb is indeed very large, covering an area of ​​no less than ten thousand miles.

call……

Suddenly, a strong wind blew down from the sky, and a huge figure fell from the sky at an alarming speed.

"Get away!"

Elder Mo Xing yelled hurriedly, and instantly evaded thousands of feet to the west.

The others' reactions were also amazing and they all avoided.

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A pair of huge sharp claws pressed down on the place where everyone was standing, tearing the ground apart.

Xiang Chen looked away and saw that it was a black crow. It was huge in size, hundreds of feet tall, with a wingspan of up to a thousand feet, and a pair of huge green eyes.

"Underworld Crow!" Xiang Chen narrowed his eyes. This was a Underworld Crow, a common creature in the underworld.

"It's the underworld crow. Damn it, why did you meet this guy when you came here? This guy is the underworld object of the eighth level of Da Luo Jinxian, so be careful!"

Elder Mo Xing's expression changed with shock.

"Gah..."

Ming Ya opened his mouth and let out a piercing scream. The scream shattered gold and stone, carrying a strong penetrating power and soul impact.

The sound was like a wave of air that enveloped everyone. In Xiang Chen's mind, the God-Suppressing Bell made a buzzing sound. The sound wave bounced off, causing no harm to Xiang Chen.

"ah……"

However, several Daluo Jinxian realm disciples screamed, covering their ears and screaming, as if their immortal souls were torn apart.

call……!

The underworld crow instantly transformed into a black light and rushed away. It opened its mouth and spat out a stream of extremely rich death energy. The death energy turned into physical energy flames and swept out.

"ah……!"

A Daluo Jinxian disciple was shrouded in death flames and screamed miserably. The vitality in his body was stripped away and turned into a green light and was swallowed by the crow.

"You evil beast, die!"

The three elders burst out with immortal mana, and the immortal swords turned into sharp edges and slashed through the air.

The Dark Crow's body soared into the sky, and its body began to spin. The fairy knife struck it and was directly bounced away.

However, Elder Mogu came out with seven swords, which turned into seven swords and slashed the immortal wheel and tore into the body of Ming Crow. The defense of Ming Crow was broken and a huge gash was opened, and blood splashed and feathers flew.

"Gah..." The dark crow rushed into the sky shrouded in black air and disappeared.

As for the Great Luo Jinxian, he has turned into a skinny skeleton.

"This damn evil beast." Zhao Peng looked at the deacon's body with a gloomy expression.

"When we get the Thousand Demon Sword, we will do a big sweep and destroy all the ghostly things in the sword tomb."

Elder Mo Xing said with a gloomy expression.

"According to the description of the person who came in last time, a hundred years ago, this underworld crow was only at the fifth level of Daluo Jinxian. Now it is at the eighth level. It's time to clean it up."

Elder Chen Ming put away the body as he spoke.

Other disciples gathered around, many of whom were still frightened.

"Let's go. Every once in a while, some ghost objects are born in the Knife Tomb. These ghost objects are not weak. The sect will organize people to come in and clean them up every once in a while, so it is not safe here."

Elder Mo Xing continued to set off, and everyone was more vigilant to prevent another sneak attack by the underworld.

After a while, everyone came to a huge ancient tomb. The tomb of this ancient tomb was thousands of feet high, majestic, and surrounded by stone pillars.

There is a statue in front of the tomb of a man carrying a sword, as well as a tombstone and an epitaph.

What is written on the tombstone is the tomb of the first generation leader!

The sword intent shrouded here is extremely astonishing, making people feel like thorns piercing their backs and their scalps numb.

"This is the tomb of the first sect leader."

Several disciples looked at this huge ancient tomb and were shocked by the sword intent here.

The owner of the tomb has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, but the sword intent here has not dissipated yet, it is so strong.

Elder Mo Xing and the other three looked around with great vigilance, looking at the tomb mountain.

"There is someone!" Xiang Chen focused his gaze on the top of the tomb mountain.

In the shrouded aura of death, there was a vague figure on the top of the tomb mountain, with a pair of scarlet eyes looking at them.

"Thousand Demon Sword, the sect leader asked me to invite you back to the sect!"

Elder Mo Xing shouted loudly.

"Thousand Demon Sword, is he the Thousand Demon Sword?"

"The immortal weapon of the first generation sect master."

Everyone's eyes were also focused on that figure.

Buzz buzz...

The figure made bursts of knife sounds. Suddenly, his whole body turned into a black light and rushed towards him.

"Prepare for battle, attack him!"

Elder Mo Xing gave the order directly, and instantly his body erupted with strong Daluo Immortal light. Five rays of Daluo golden light surrounded his body, and the peak power of Daluo Jinxian realm exploded.

The other two elders did the same. They directly exploded their skills and attacked, slashing through the air with their swords.

All five disciples, including Xiang Chen, took action.

"Jie Jie..." The blurry figure sneered, and suddenly he shot out countless black sword lights, like a goddess scattering flowers across the sky.

The light of the sword was sharp, and the energy of the sword was extremely powerful. Everyone waved their own immortal weapons to block it, and the sound of clanging was endless.