Chapter 122 Who is not a member of the Supreme Family?
Holy Meteor Mountains.
It is rumored that the Great Holy Body once fell here.
The reason why the mountains of the Holy Meteor Mountains are golden is because they are dyed by the holy blood.
Deep in the mountains, there is a medium-grade spiritual stone vein and a medium-grade dragon vein.
This is one of the resources that can be obtained by ranking sixth among the Nine Immortal Sects.
Although the name of Immortal Sect has been withdrawn.
But now this place still belongs to the Patron Sect.
However, a few days ago, the Eastern Ancient Clan invaded here.
They drove all the Kuoshan sect disciples who were mining in the Holy Meteor Mountains and those who were practicing in the Dragon Veins out of the mountains.
The Patron Sect did not resist because the leader of the other party was the ancestor of the Eastern Ancient Clan, the Martial Spirit Sage.
None of them were opponents, so they had to withdraw first and report the matter to the sect.
However, after all, the Eastern Ancient Clan broke the rules and occupied the Immortal Sect's resources in advance without the permission of the two holy places.
So I didn't do anything to the people in the Guoshan Sect, I just drove them all away.
"Hey, didn't you see the aggrieved look on the faces of those patron sect disciples when they left?"
"Haha, I saw it too. It's so funny. I want to do it but don't dare."
"It's better to be in a strong clan. We were all given good births, and we will be at our peak when we are born."
"Looking at the entire Eastern Region, which force dares not to give me the face of the Eastern Ancient Clan?"
"That's right, our clan senses that the suppression of the Dharma Ending Age is disappearing, the spiritual energy is gradually recovering, and more than one saint has awakened."
"How many forces can a saint be able to use? This is a high-end combat power, and only the ancient sects that have been passed down for a long time can be taken seriously by our clan."
"The backing sect of one of the Nine Immortal Sects? Just a clown."
"It doesn't matter if there is only one ancestor of the sect. His cultivation level is just at the Tao level, so he can't stand on the stage at all."
A few mining disciples wiped their sweat and walked out of the mine entrance. Everyone said to me that they were proud to be born in the ancient oriental tribe.
In and out of words, he not only looked down upon the patron sect, but also looked down upon those forces that did not have a saint-level presence.
"Hello there."
At this time, a person fell from the height of the Holy Meteor Mountains and happened to land in front of several people.
"Who are you?"
"This place is the territory of my Eastern Ancient Clan, and no one else is allowed to enter."
A disciple said vigilantly, and at the same time, he motioned for the others to retreat.
He felt danger from this sudden visitor.
The other party was an old man, full of energy, with a rosy face and bright eyes. He stood there with his hands behind his back. He just said hello and made several people feel great pressure.
Hearing that they were using the Dongfang Ancient Clan's name to press others, the old man was unmoved and smiled slightly: "If I remember correctly, this is the territory of the Guoshan Sect, right?"
"Did your ancient Dongfang tribe take over this place?"
Several of the disciples were sullen, and the pressure the old man put on them was like a mountain, making them breathless.
"Don't talk nonsense. The Eastern Ancient Clan got it based on their ability. How can they seize it?"
"His backing sect is just a small sect. How can he be so virtuous and capable when he has such good resources?"
Several disciples retorted and did not agree with the old man's words.
In the Age of Ending Law, there are almost no high-grade spiritual stone veins, and mid-grade spiritual stone veins are indeed very good resources.
The ancient Eastern clan, which has been hiding from the world for a long time, also needs this kind of resources to help the family improve its strength.
"Panwan Xiaozong..."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "As a friend of the patron sect, it's hard for me to pretend that I didn't hear these words."
Thinking in his heart, the old man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and several disciples were crushed instantly, exploding like watermelons and dispersed into blood mist.
"How can you be so unbridled?"
In the distance, a strong man from the ancient Eastern tribe who was in the late stage of the Heavenly Realm came over, his face full of anger.
But he was still far away when he felt the Taoist aura from the old man. His face changed with fright, he turned around and ran away, shouting at the same time:
"Enemy attack!"
"Go and invite..."
puff!
Before he could finish speaking, he was crushed to death and exploded into a ball of blood mist.
call out!
A ball of light broke out of the blood mist and fled at high speed. This was his heavenly soul, which had not been strangled just now.
If he can escape, he can be reborn and live with his heavenly soul.
However, the old man would not let him go. He had already landed in front of him and once again grabbed him, the Tao method came into being and completely tore apart the souls of gods and humans.
"Ah...damn it, my clan won't let you go."
The old man chuckled and said, "It sounds like my clan and the Hexagonal Barbarian Bull clan will let you go."
"If you dare to touch our friends, you are going against the grain!"
Boom!
At this time, the entire Holy Meteor Mountain Range was shaking. Fighting was not only happening here, but terrible movements were heard from many places.
The powerful Taoist magic shot straight into the sky, tearing the sky apart, and several figures fired out real fire, cursing and beating at the same time.
"Silver Winged Peng Clan?"
"The Hexagonal Barbarian Bull Clan?"
"Are you looking for death? How dare you invade our clan's territory?"
A big man from the Hexagonal Barbarian Bull Clan clenched his fists and said with an arrogant expression: "Fuck me if you can. If you don't, don't force me."
"What I hate the most is you bitches who fight and complain. You talk like a barrage of words and keep pushing me."
As he spoke, he used the Ox Fist Technique to instantly tear apart the opponent's defense, hit him in the abdomen, and directly exploded the opponent, causing blood to fly.
"Hurry and invite the ancestor of Wu Ling, someone is invading!"
"That's not right. Ancestor Wu Ling is around the Holy Meteor Mountains. Why didn't he even come when there was such a big commotion here?"
"Could it be..."
A strong man from the Eastern Ancient Clan guessed something, and his expression suddenly changed.
The other party came prepared, and the Martial Spirit Ancestor might also have been stopped.
Maybe he is currently competing with the opponent's saint-level powerhouse.
"Ancestor, you have to work harder. If you lose, we will be doomed."
"Quickly, call the family quickly and ask them to send people to support. We can't wait any longer..."
There are strong men from the Eastern Ancient Clan who are very clear-headed and know that the other party has come prepared.
The ancestor of Wuling may not be able to deal with the opponent for a while, so he must call in foreign aid.
"The communication light talisman cannot be shot out, this world is blocked!"
"It's over...the other party is going to eat us completely."
"Damn it, you damn ancient race, our race is at odds with you!"
At this moment, a storm surged in the distance, and the power of the saint filled the heaven and earth.
That was a fight between saints.
But soon, the storm disappeared and calmed down.
Hope arose in the heart of a genius from the ancient Eastern tribe. He looked at the horizon in surprise and said, "Has the ancestor already defeated the enemy?"
"This is too fast, worthy of being an ancestor!"
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"You...are so brave...uhhh..."
The ancestor of Wu Ling was lying on the ground, having been beaten to the point of losing his appearance.
His limbs were torn off, his cultivation was imprisoned, and he couldn't even self-destruct.
The ancestor of Wu Ling shouted loudly, his expression unwilling, it was too humiliating, as a saint-level strong man, he was knocked down in one face to face.
That woman's cultivation is so terrible.
Ancestor Yinxue and Ancestor Tieniu stood in front of Ancestor Wu Ling, looking down at him.
Patriarch Tieniu said with a smile: "You are really weak. You can't even withstand Sister Xue's punch. What kind of saint are you?"
"If you have the ability, come here! I am only at the Saint level, how can I be her opponent?"
Ancestor Wu Ling became anxious and started to talk. Are you blind and unable to see the situation clearly?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Patriarch Tieniu shook his head, with a mocking look on his face, and said mockingly: "If you can't do it, then you can't do it. You're not strong enough, and you have a bad temper."
"You, the Eastern Ancient Clan, spent countless resources to cultivate a jerk like you?"
Ancestor Wu Ling couldn't stand this arrogant cow anymore, so he said coldly to Ancestor Yinxue:
"My clan and even the Supreme clan have Supreme Soldiers. Don't go too far. If you kill me, your clan will never be better off."
Patriarch Yinxue said nothing, but looked at Patriarch Tieniu, which meant: Someone threatens me, you have to figure it out.
Patriarch Tieniu's expression turned cold and he said, "Who is not a Supreme family? Who doesn't have a Supreme soldier in their family?"
"You are the only one from the Dongfang Ancient Clan, so you are awesome? Just bully the backing sect?"
Bang!
Patriarch Tieniu kicked and exploded Patriarch Wu Ling's head.