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Chapter 672 All Ancestors Appear Together

A heavy dew appeared on the sea surface, tall plants swayed and blurry scenes appeared nearby. Everyone was on high alert. The magical night and the wonderful journey would begin at any time.

The sword immortal Wen Ming of the generation in the night sky was relatively miserable, his hair was disheveled, he was hit by the dense sword path Changhe, and his body was covered in blood.

He didn't expect that the battle would be such a grand scene at the beginning. At this level, their control would be astonishing, and one sword would be enough to kill the opponent.

However, the opponent did exactly the opposite, fearing that it would not be wasteful enough. In the battle between supreme beings, the bigger the weapon, the more powerful it is.

On the contrary, many times, with a snap of their fingers, an expanding ripple of soul can destroy a deep sky in the mountains and kill countless races. They can destroy everything with very fine power.

Now he met an old man who squandered his divine power and used it as a symbol of imperial talismans. Hundreds of millions of fairy swords appeared, and they gathered into a rolling river and bombarded him.

But Wen Ming felt that he had to die. This was a serious insult to the swordsman. Is there anyone who uses a sword like this?

But in fact, it was very effective, and the suppression on him was too obvious. There was no difference between the sword body made of billions of immortal swords and the real divine gold, cutting through the void, deafening.

"This is the royal road overlooking the heavenly city. It opens and closes, and it is pushed forward and destroyed. Is this inheritance of the road related to the giant beast and his imperial court?" Some people guessed.

In fact, even though people are very concerned about the opening of the divine power, they can't help but be distracted by this battle during the raising key moment.

The Supreme Living Being Walks the True Saint Path Lesson Ming is not considered weak. Even though his armor was shattered and his body was covered in blood after being hit by the sword Chang He, he did not bow his head and admit defeat.

He moved his body across the night sky at extremely high speeds, leaving behind numerous afterimages. Time fragments passed around him, showing how fast he possessed.

However, the densely packed swords are not only majestic, changing trajectories, changing paths in an instant, etc., but are also completed in an unpredictable moment by ghosts and gods. The river of swords spurts across the sky, and the trajectory of disillusionment is constantly changing, changing among the lightning and flint, the waves crashing on the shore, and the swords passing through randomly.

In the sky, tens of thousands of sword shadows rolled up.

Puff puff

Terrible blood spattered on Wen Ming's body, and some bright fairy swords pierced him, and his body spurted blood in an instant, spurting out.

Wang Xuan was like a giant, wielding a sword that was transformed into the universe and the galaxy, suppressing it with overwhelming force like an immortal demonic mountain.

"Looking at the formation, not only is the momentum unmatched, the secret text deduced by Kendo Changhe is also related to the gods. It contains no divine magic, which is quite terrifying." Someone else commented this way.

Wen Ming was shocked. There were many blood holes on his body. He was proud that he didn't avoid it even if he exceeded the speed limit?

Buzz!

The sound of flapping wings appeared. If he had a choice, he would not show his true form in front of others, but he had no choice. Transparent mosquito wings appeared, and the moment they flapped, they emitted a dazzling light.

He used mosquito wings to vibrate at a high frequency that was comparable to prohibited items, and cut off many fairy swords. An extremely sharp weapon appeared in his mouth, a jet-black one, flowing with chaotic energy and emitting black light.

A sky-shattering rainbow swooped towards Wang Xuan. At this moment, he had no reservations. The Terror Cloth weapon that his clone could not use back then was revealed by his true body.

Behind him, a dazzling spectacle appeared, like a picture of the gods coming to the world, with colorful fallen flowers, very sacred, and inexplicable creatures sitting cross-legged.

People looked sideways and realized that Wen Ming was very strong. He was suppressed earlier because he lost the initiative, but now he has recovered.

He completely transformed into a big mosquito, seemingly made of a mixture of various banned materials, and swatted towards Zai Dao against the Chang River, the sword path.

In the process, many fairy swords in the river were broken.

Wang Xuan became extremely serious. He was still very concerned about the wonders behind Wen Ming. He had been moved when he saw the ruined pictures.

He held up something with his hand, and wisps of bright sword light suddenly appeared, and his terrifying power was increasing violently.

Many people finally saw the wonderful scene behind Wen Ming clearly, and it was no longer blurry.

Inside, there is a tall and boundless figure sitting cross-legged, flowing out billions of rays of light, like eternity, and reciting scriptures that outsiders cannot understand.

"Agulai Pangmeng..."

Surrounding it is solemnity and countless scenic spots. The huge sacred tree takes root in the deep sky and stretches into the universe. It is magnificent and boundless, bearing snow-white flowers and scattering endless tiny flowers.

Nearby, sacred flowers bloomed, sacred beasts disappeared, and many golden lotuses took root in the void and resonated together. There were orchids everywhere.

Wen Ming's figure also appeared in that strange scene. It was just a mosquito, flying in front of a flower bud far away from the feet of the figure sitting cross-legged.

Everyone was surprised that Wen Ming's visualization of such a divine image made his own status so humble. It was really incomprehensible.

"Could it be that in the age of gods, there is one god?" Some people had doubts.

"No." The other person shook his head.

Could it be that in the era of the Beast Emperor, he had a serious problem and abdicated the throne, but in the end he defected to the opposite side?

Although the true appearance of the huge figure in the strange scene cannot be seen clearly, some mysterious creatures who have returned to the path of true saints still have some guesses.

"Your Majesty, please help me suppress this old man." The text inscription turned into its own form, its body was moving against the river of swords, approaching Wang Xuan, shattering a large number of fairy swords.

Especially the strange scene behind him, the huge figure glowed and evaporated the kendo river.

It's so terrifying that many people's pupils shrink. Is it really that old beast king?

The giant beasts quit. There were more than one giant beast on the scene, and their expressions turned gloomy. Are you kidding me? Even if the old beast king had a problem and defected, how could he give birth to a mosquito son?

The old beast king is definitely the giant among the giant beasts. How would it be if he had a miniature mosquito offspring?

"I advise you to stop talking nonsense!"

"Wen Mingshu, shut up!" Several giant beasts issued this spiritual message, all angrily scolding Wen Mingshui.

That's right, the figure in the strange scene should be the old Beast King, not a divine master. Something went wrong with him back then. He defected to the opposite road and was blocked. He was seriously injured and dying. The emperor's blood was flowing all over his body. There were rumors that the blood on the road was cheap.

Well, a strange mosquito should be this inscription, and he became a true saint.

People immediately understood that it was precisely because of such a relationship that Wen Ming regarded himself as a prince and called the defected Beast Emperor his father.

For a moment, the giant beasts present breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not the worst internal scandal.

All these speculations and utterances are caused by the stirring of the soul, but in fact they are just a matter of a snap of the fingers.

The strange mosquito was blocked. Just now Wen Ming pushed forward against the path of the sword, breaking the densely packed fairy swords, and steaming the river dry. Now it actually stagnated there.

People saw that Zaidao did not stand up, but was holding something with his hands. It was a simple furnace body, from which dense sword light flowed out, blocking the inscription, and inserting several numbers on his body.

Hundreds of villages are filled with bloody holes.

At this moment, the sword Dao Changhe seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​swords, and the waves shattered the sky and crashed towards the strange scene behind Wen Ming.

Wang Xuan used powerful methods. In a place like this, he did not have a Taoist paper. In order to avoid his identity being revealed, he evolved into a Taoist furnace, which worked well.

He used this furnace to carry various sword sutras, such as the Origin Sword Sutra, the Yuan Shen Sword Sutra, the Scarecrow Sword Sutra, the Six Cuts in the Six Tribulations of the Spirits Sutra, etc.

All the sutras were refined and sublimated by him, as if they were being boiled in a furnace, and various sword types were refined. Each sword type represents the essence of a supreme sword sutra.

Yi Zai Dao Furnace swept out. So the river surged, and then the sea of ​​swords surged, penetrating Wen Ming again, and it was about to explode.

"Father, help me suppress this old man." Wen Ming was covered in blood, and some parts of his body were disintegrating. He flew into the strange scene in a flash, and became one with the strange mosquito that appeared inside.

"Gu Lai is the most Meng..." In the strange scene, the huge and boundless figure was chanting, and billions of rays of light flowed out, which was sacred and frightening, leaving everyone in awe.

Although the holy tree stretching into the universe is very tall, compared with the figure sitting cross-legged, it is just the background and seems not worth mentioning.

"boom!"

The old Beast King was sitting cross-legged in the strange scene. His eyelids trembled and he was about to open his eyes. Part of the divine light exposed at the corners of his eyes actually appeared.

The world has been torn apart, and the sea of ​​swords is drying up.

"Something awesome." Wang Xuan was also sitting cross-legged and facing the emperor in the wonder. In an instant, he increased the sword light universe in the cauldron.

In addition to the bright light, there is also pitch black snow and eternal darkness. The bright and sacred sword light that seems to be the evolution of the song of light and darkness collides with the withered sword filled with eternal black snow. The scene is extremely terrifying?

When Wen Ming tore apart part of the wonderful scene displayed by Wen Ming, Wen Ming screamed and his body collapsed inch by inch.

"Fellow Taoist, it is not appropriate to perform blood sacrifices today, otherwise there may be some unpredictability." Several ancient beings were giving serious reminders.

Wang Xuan did not take action. At the same time, Wanfa Spider King, Xuan Zhi and others quickly took action to rescue Wen Ming.

Hong Xiu, Wei Luo, Lu Po, Qing Niu, Xiong Wang, etc. also wanted to launch, but Wang Xuan waved his hand and did not lead them to intercept and kill, not wanting to cause any mishaps.

In the end, the strange scene disappeared, Wen Ming screamed miserably, and his whole body was covered with sword nets that were disintegrating. In the end, only his head and soul were left. Many people narrowed their eyes. This Zaidao is really strong and his methods are unpredictable.

, which makes many people afraid.

"This guy should be killed, do you still want to become a scandal to our giant beast clan?" The Bear King said to himself there.

Wang Xuan did not get up from the beginning to the end. After he put down his hand, the furnace dispersed into a rain of light and disappeared into the void.

Silver-haired Wei Luo was a little frightened, Lu Po vowed not to be the boss again, and Hongxiu also looked at Wang Xuan again.

Several giant beasts were all amazed and a little in awe of the leader, Zai Dao.

The fog is thick, and the sacred plants are swaying on the sea, creating ripples on the sea, interweaving various phenomena, and gradually becoming clear. Especially, what appears in front of Wen Ming is a figure sitting cross-legged, the once unparalleled old Beast King.

Showing photos?

The magical journey has begun. The first thing is that we can look at or talk to our respective ancestors from a distance!

here we go.

"Father?!"

Wen Mingjian couldn't believe it. It was he who started the spiritual journey first. He wanted to get close to the shining figure, but he couldn't.

The two seem to be separated by many overlapping decayed universes, not in the same world.

The hazy figure on the opposite side was also looking at this side and shouting continuously. The creatures on the opposite side raised their heads and stared at him.

"Father, where did you go after you disappeared?"

In the end, I couldn't help it anymore, so I used my strongest soul power and shouted loudly...

Otherwise, there will be no response from the other party during the secret conversation.

Everyone was moved. The old Beast King defected to the other side and then disappeared again?!

At the end of the deep space, the figure seemed to be opening its mouth and saying something, but Wen Mingqian was so anxious that he couldn't hear it.

"It's you who is weak and injured too much. Otherwise, if your cause and effect are so great, you might be able to hear a few words," someone said.

In fact, everyone present also wanted to know where the terrifying old Beast King had gone.

At this time, the fog rolled on the sea and became thicker. The sacred plants swayed over and over again with a mysterious halo, and then everyone's expressions changed.

Near them, distant views appeared, and many people's eyes suddenly glowed, suspicious of the hazy place ahead of them.

"Ancestor.?!"

Sure enough, the first scene of the magical journey is to meet the ancestors of their respective origins.

It does not mean that they are necessarily weaker than their respective ancestors. After all, they have all become supreme beings, and many have already surpassed their predecessors. However, those originators have taken away some secret spaces, and those present are eager to talk to them.

"Brother, the leader, is really amazing. He is usually too humble and hides himself. There is still nothing there. He himself is the supreme ancestor?" The giant beast Qingniu was surprised.

In front of him, in a blurry area, there was an old cow staring with big copper bell eyes. The old cow looked at him very dissatisfied.

After this unscrupulous descendant met his ancestor, he actually became distracted and turned his head to look at other houses.

Hearing this, other people also turned their heads to look.

Sure enough, Zai Dao himself was sitting cross-legged on the huge sub-leaf, silent and motionless. There was no scenery in front of him, and no ancestor appeared.

Red sleeves, Lu Po

, the silver-haired Willow and others all stared at him seriously. There was a vacuum and no one there, and the ancestors were temporarily ignored. They all looked up from the center of the overlapping mysterious areas, and looked into the distance one after another, looking into the "wolf pack".

The Originless Patriarch is like a "head wolf" sitting alone carrying the Tao.


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