Even a person like you also want to impact the Dao Ancestral Realm!

At this moment, almost all the monks on the vast platform had such a sentence echoing in their minds!

After a silence of at least thirty breaths, the Holy Son of Zhanlu, the Holy Son of Xuanyi, the young man in green and other people who had seen Chen Zheng in the Biluo Holy Land knelt down with a soft puff! The Patriarch of the Biluo Holy Land returned to the Heavenly Dao and was their last reliance, but their last reliance was blown up with a slap, and they instantly felt that the sky had fallen!

“......”

The old man in the blue robe, that is, Lan Xingxuan, the head of the Biluo Holy Land, trembled his body, and he couldn't say anything at this moment! He was shouting frantically in his heart, how could this be, how could it be like this, how could it be completely different from what he expected! Shouldn't the ancestor master step on that kid, step on the perfect stepping stone, break through the realm in one fell swoop and become a Dao ancestor, and then fly up with the Biluo Holy Land!

Wait a minute!

I just listened to a secret report from a deacon under his command, saying that the kid broke the Nine Tribulations Immortal Array with a little girl, so he sacrificed the Holy Mirror and installed the name of the head of the Nine Tribulations on that kid!

No!

No way!

Just now, I secretly used a secret method to control the Holy Mirror!

It's not a mirror apparition at all!

In a flash, countless thoughts flashed, Lan Xingxuan took another deep breath, stared at Chen Zhengyi and asked, "Are you...... Is it the head of the Nine Tribulations?"

Well?

Why did the Blue Palm Sect suddenly ask such a question?

Didn't the Blue Palm Sect admit it before, and it was just a random excuse?

When the monks of the Gao Immortal Shu and other sects heard this, their eyes moved at this moment, all of them looked towards the Blue Palm Sect, and the next moment they chuckled in their hearts, and suddenly thought of a little, and their eyes moved again and all looked at Chen Zheng!

Don't!

Could it be that the Blue Palm Sect is self-defeating!

"Biluo Daoyou save me!"

Jerked!

At the top of the ladder of heaven, the Heavenly Dao people shouted above the heavenly dome!

What the!

Biluo Daoyou!

Who are you calling for the Heavenly Daoists!

When the cultivators heard this, they looked puzzled, and at this moment, they looked towards the top of the heavenly dome, as if there was no sign of any living beings coming!

"Someone's called. ”

Chen Zheng smiled slightly.

"Please Biluo Daoyou save me!"

The Yuan Shen of the Heavenly Dao shouted again!

Pity!

There is no sign of any life coming!

"Go on. ”

Chen Zheng smiled slightly.

"Heavenly God Biluo, have you forgotten the grace of that bowl of noodles at the beginning? When you turned into a mortal and almost starved to death, if I hadn't invited you to eat a bowl of noodles, you would have been reincarnated long ago, and you became a half-step Dao Ancestor earlier than me, did you really forget me!

Huitian Dao people gritted their teeth and shouted again!

The grace of a bowl of noodles?

What is this allusion?

The cultivators listened with doubts on their faces.

Wow!

But!

This time, a divine light has descended from the sky!

The next moment, a phantasm appeared!

"Turnaround!"

Lan Xingxuan saw that figure, and his eyes lit up at this moment!

"Biluo take me out of this realm!"

Huitian Dao people show joy!

"Huitian Daoist, I have repaid your kindness more than three times for that bowl of noodles back then. You can cultivate into a true immortal, I used my divine blood to refine an elixir for you, you can become a Daojun, and I also used my divine blood to refine a nine-turn golden pill for you, can you become an ancestor or I used divine blood to refine an ancestral pill for you, you can become a half-step Dao ancestor, it is still me who used the origin divine blood to refine a divine pill for you. Originally, it wasn't a big problem for you to beg me to save you, but this time you shouldn't provoke this one, this ...... It's the sky. ”

The phantom didn't move, only suspended above the sky dome and said a few words lightly, and then it was disillusioned.

"What!"

"The grace of a bowl of noodles has become a half-step Dao ancestor!"

"Master Zu's cultivation path turned out to be ...... Is that so......"

Silly!

The Biluo Holy Land Monk is stupid!

The people from the High Immortal Sect and other sects were also dumbfounded!

it!

Huitian Dao people are strong and mysterious in the eyes of the world!

And that's not all!

Huitian Daoist is still synonymous with great perseverance!

Since many years ago, there has been a legend of the Huitian Daoist in this world, saying that the cultivation talent is ordinary, but he has relied on great perseverance to practice all the way to become an ancestor, become a half-step Dao ancestor, and stand above the saint!

But!

But the fact is that it relies on the origin divine blood of this mysterious blue falling god!

It's not about perseverance at all!

"No ......"

"How could Master Zu be this kind of person......

"I don't believe ......"

Biluo Holy Land Monk, at this moment, almost all of his faith collapsed, even if he was in charge of Lan Xingxuan, after a burst of agitation in his throat at this moment, his legs were weak and he knelt down!

Faith collapses!

His faith also collapsed!

"Haha! Hahaha! What a bowl of noodles, a good return of kindness more than once! You guys, do you think this seat is funny, don't you all want to see this seat's jokes? Hmph! This seat is a half-step Dao ancestor, even if the body is destroyed, this seat is still a half-step Dao ancestor, what qualifications do you wait for the ants to laugh at this seat! Today, all the people in the Biluo Holy Land want to escape!"

The top of the ladder!

The Yuan Shen of the Heavenly Daoist suddenly burst into laughter!

Rumble!

The next moment!

A magic weapon flew out of the Yuan Shen of the Heavenly Dao People!

In an instant, it turned into a huge mountain, and there was a town below!

"Run!"

"He's crazy!"

"He's going to kill people!"

The cultivators below exclaimed and exclaimed!

"Are you the one I didn't exist?"

It was also at this time that Chen Zheng chuckled lightly, and with a touch of his hand, the huge mountain-like magic weapon shrunk into a stone, and then the stone turned into a fairy light, and flew into the middle-aged fat man's eyebrows in the stunned eyes of everyone!

"Huh?"

The middle-aged fat man looked confused!

Swish!

The cultivators stared at it, and they were also confused!

"Relying on the blood of the gods to become a half-step Dao Ancestor, and if you take the holy relics of the Shi Clan, you want to impact the Dao Ancestor Realm, you ask yourself, are you really worthy of impacting the Dao Ancestor Realm?"

Chen Zheng said lightly.

"Ahh

The Yuan Shen of the Hui Tian Dao people roared wildly, and he was extremely hideous like a resentful ghost and pounced on Chen Zheng, but before he rushed in front of Chen Zheng, Chen Zheng swept over indifferently, and the Yuan Shen of the Hui Tian Dao people was in an uproar!

Hiss!

The cultivators gasped!

Although they are still a little confused about the holy relics of the Shi Clan mentioned by Chen Zheng, there is one thing they know very well, that is, the Hui Tian Dao people are completely gone, and there are no Hui Tian Dao people in this heaven and earth!

"Spare your life!"

"Spare your life!"

"God spares my life!"

The disciples of the Biluo Holy Land on the high platform suddenly trembled and begged for mercy at this moment!

"You...... Are you the head of the Nine Tribulations?"

Lan Xingxuan, who was kneeling on the ground, stared at Chen Zheng again at this moment, and asked in a deep voice!

"There's a word called self-defeating, and I don't know if you've learned it today. ”

Chen Zheng responded lightly.

Outsmart oneself?

Lan Xingxuan and the cultivators were stunned when they heard it!

The next moment!

Instantly understood!

And then!

There is only fear left in the eyes!

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