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Chapter 642 Ancestral Consciousness Arrives(1/2)

Mo Dao said casually, for him, this is not an order, just a habit.

He is used to it in the clan.

So I don't think there's anything wrong with saying this.

Ye Fengxin looked at this terrifying genius, or in other words, the other person had broken away from the ranks of geniuses and was instead a terrifying strong man.

"Why?"

"I have won. Standing here, I can continue to challenge." Ye Fengxin said.

"This damn guy just defeated my brother by luck, so he's so angry!" Ye Huixin gritted her teeth. The Ye family in Muwan City was actually ruined by this person.

Why?

Do you still need to answer such a simple question?

Did he really think that he could talk to Mo Dao?

"Because I'm impatient."

Mo Dao remained calm, but his eyes were full of power.

"Some people have been making trouble during this period, but it's time to stop." He meant something, and of course he was talking about Qi Chen.

Qi Chen tilted his head and smiled.

Ye Fengxin clenched her fists and stood on the ancient battlefield.

"It's enough, shouldn't it be you? You have my heavenly luck grass and other people's blood in your body. Without these two things, you are at best a genius. No matter how amazing you are, you will not be treated like this by your clan."

Good treatment.”

He looked at him.

Ye Fengxin knew that if that Tianyun grass was placed on his body, he would definitely be able to return to the family smoothly and avoid a long detour.

Mo Dao said: "Only the weak will make excuses for themselves."

"You can come down now, don't force me to do it."

The atmosphere at the scene was anxious, but no one spoke up to stop it. For the Desert God clan, this was nothing at all.

The strong have the right to speak, it's that simple.

As for the other forces, they want to watch the show even more, and are very eager to know how powerful this Mo Dao, who has the talent of an immortal, is.

Qi Chen still didn't speak.

Because now is not his stage.

Ye Fengxin stood in the ancient battlefield, feeling a surge of anger in her heart, and then slowly calmed down.

He took a deep breath and suddenly laughed.

He raised his head.

Mo Dao frowned slightly, having a bad premonition.

At this moment, a smoke suddenly appeared on Ye Fengxin's body. It was very light smoke, but like a trumpet blowing, a sound full of pressure resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten places.

Something moved.

Everyone was shocked.

The elders suddenly turned around and looked at the statue of Ye Shen.

"This is? !"

"A blessing from our ancestors?"

"No, blessings cannot have such weird fluctuations..."

The patriarch's eyes widened and he couldn't help but stand up.

The other elders did not dare to neglect.

The second elder said solemnly: "This is not the blessing of the ancestors, but the descending consciousness of the ancestors... Ye Fengxin actually allowed the consciousness of Ye Shen to descend."

On the three statues, there is a consciousness left behind by the ancestors before their death.

This is the most precious inheritance, which contains the experiences of our ancestors and some extremely terrifying methods.

"impossible!"

Ye Jian's eyes surged, looking at the weak Ye Fengxin with disbelief on his face.

For thousands of years, the three statues of gods have stood here, but no one has ever allowed the consciousness of their ancestors to descend.

But this time, the most likely one is Mo Dao.

Who would have thought that there would be someone faster than Mo Dao.

Mo Dao narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Terrifying auras gathered in the sky, gradually spinning into a cloud, and a divine power suddenly descended, forming an aura that even the strongest in the Creation Realm were afraid of.

"Ye Shen..." Master Yunyou murmured.

"The Desert God clan is truly a unique clan. A random boy from the Ye family can summon the consciousness of Ye God. This kind of force cannot be destroyed even if you want to."

It is foreseeable that Ye Fengxin has risen and he will be completely different from before. No one dares to underestimate him.

He is faster than everyone else, faster than Mo Dao.

The will of his ancestors will ensure that he reaches the realm of creation, and there is no problem.

"This is an unexpected gain." The host of Guangming also looked surprised, and then sighed, "Sure enough, we cannot underestimate the people of the world. This is an era where anything is possible."

As he spoke, the light of snow lotus flashed across his eyes.

The terrifying pressure gathered smaller and smaller, and finally formed a line of smoke, entangled with the smoke on Ye Fengxin's body, and finally slowly disappeared.

Ye Fengxin stood there with her eyes closed.

Several elders were already guarding him.

Ye Shen's will is so important. It is related to the development of the entire Desert God clan. There is absolutely no chance of any mistakes.

Everyone looked excited.

They understand that the best years have come, and the more Ye Fengxin gains, the stronger the Desert God clan will be.

Especially the descendants of the Ye family looked forward to it.

Their lineage is finally about to rise.

"How could this happen?" Ye Lan lowered her voice, and her upper and lower rows of teeth were like two saws rubbing against each other.

"This is something belonging to my Ye family in Muwan City!"

"How could he take it away!"

"A waste..."

However, this is already a fact. Let alone Ye Lan, even if the clan leader wants to kill Ye Fengxin, the entire family will oppose it.

Because Ye Fengxin is a precious treasure.

"Look, he succeeded." Suisui patted Ye Zaza on the shoulder, and the latter burst into laughter.

Those little hands that were a bit old and not very gentle kept wiping away tears.

She should be smiling.

After a long time, Ye Fengxin opened his eyes. He looked at Mo Dao. He didn't smile or show off, he just walked on calmly.

This time I went down, it was different from before.

No one would think that it was Mo Dao who forced him to go down.

He walked on by himself, with pride.

Qi Yu and others standing next to Mo Dao tensed up. They could feel that Mo Dao was in a bad mood.

Originally, he was just an ant, but now, he has reached a position where he can be on an equal footing with Mo Dao.

"Just a god."

Mo Dao suddenly said, this sentence was very disrespectful, but it showed his strong self-confidence.

Become a god?

Since he has the appearance of an immortal, he does not regard becoming a god as his goal at all.

He has always wanted to become an immortal.

There are no immortals in the world anymore, so he will become an immortal.

"Now, you can go up." Mo Dao said and looked at Qi Chen. His breath was like boiling water, boiling continuously, and his eyes were shining with blazing fire.

What just happened has not yet passed, and the current atmosphere has become tense again.

Even if Ye God's will comes, it may not be able to create a god.
To be continued...
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