Although the primeval demon body is strong, its limitations are also extremely obvious.

At each stage, a sufficient number of treasures must be devoured, the sixth is the Dao weapon, and the seventh is the holy soldier.

More than 100,000 years ago, the Holy Sect had an amazing and brilliant sect master, who cultivated the primeval demon body, and he made great progress all the way, and completely became the first person in the world in middle age, suppressing the eons and sweeping an era.

The most important thing is that this person has cultivated to the seventh level of the Ancient Demon Body, and since then he has been invincible since then, comparable to the Great Emperor.

But for the next hundred years, he did not survive, and finally perished on his own and disappeared without a trace.

One hundred years!

Even supernatural cultivators can easily live for thousands or even thousands of years, and immortal cultivators start from 10,000 years, but after cultivating the primeval demon body, they can only be invincible for a hundred years.

What is a hundred years compared to thousands or even tens of thousands of years?

Even if you are invincible, what if you are invincible? A hundred years have passed, and it will still disappear.

So, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, let me try it. Behind Emperor Xuan, Jiang Linglong's face was as usual, please say.

"No, you're no match for him. The purpose of our visit this time has been achieved, and when the ceremony is over, we will leave immediately. Emperor Xuan shook his head slightly, and glanced at Su Ying again, with a trace of regret in his eyes: "It's a pity that this kind of peerless genius is not my disciple." It's a pity, it's a pity...."

He said two pities in a row, and the meaning of them is self-evident.

On the heavenly disk, Su Ying looked around, his gaze swept over the thousands of monks present, and his gaze was indifferent: "If there are any other among you who want to compete, please come out together." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Even some geniuses of the sect who were unconvinced were stopped by their predecessors.

They have already seen Su Ying's potential and future, this kind of person is now a tiger crossing the mountains, a dragon crossing the river, and he is in full power, so there is no need for them to provoke.

And at this time, he is still among the Holy Sects, which is not reasonable.

Chao Liang stood behind Su Ying, looking at the young man's tall back, he sighed in his heart, although there are many geniuses in the Holy Sect, there is no one who can really overpower the younger generation like Su Ying.

He saw the future of the Holy Sect, and that the glory of the path to the next level should be in the body of the young man in front of him.

"Elder, go on. Su Ying turned around and smiled at Chao Liang.

"Ah..... okay, keep going!"

Chao Liang came back to his senses, straightened his mind, and then said loudly again: "Holy Son Sacrifice, continue!"

Next, Su Ying bowed to the Holy Ancestors one by one, and every time he bowed, he actually had a feeling of being blessed by some mysterious power.

This feeling was very peculiar, like the traction of the qi engine, which tied him to the invisible chariot of the Holy Sect.

However, Su Ying didn't have any sense of restraint, he could vaguely feel that as he became the Holy Son, the Holy Sect's luck for countless years was slowly blessing him.

And he also shoulders the responsibility and burden of the prosperity of the Holy Sect.

It's mutual, the so-called luck, no one can explain, but it really exists in everyone.

With the Holy Son's Decree being held in Su Ying's hands, at this moment, his identity had changed, from a true disciple and the senior brother of the Invincible Peak, to the Holy Son of the entire Eternal Heavenly Demon Sect.

The Holy Son is the place where the sect thrives and continues, and represents the highest strength of the younger generation.

However, it's not an easy walk.

Just as Su Ying was about to finish the sacrifice, a faint voice suddenly sounded in the east.

"Senior Brother Su, under Zhao Yun, I want to ask you for advice. ”

It was a yellow-robed young man who stood up, slowly flew towards the heavenly disk, and landed on it in the blink of an eye.

Apotheosis of a product.

This disciple named Zhao Yun had an indifferent face, stood not far from Su Ying, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Su's strength has been obvious to all just now, but I still want to feel it." ”

Su Ying nodded, looked at him, and said with a smile: "Just you?"

"Anything else?"

He looked at the audience again, where the disciples of the Holy Sect were located, there were thousands of people sitting, all of them were Holy Sect masters, except for the people who started with Su Yingchu, the rest of them were years earlier than him, even more than ten years and decades.

This is inevitable, before coming, Gu Chuan Baobao had already told him that the younger generation of the Holy Sect hid many masters who were not weaker than Gu Qingcheng.

They have worked hard to cultivate, and they are not visible, but their true cultivation should not be underestimated.

"And me, Chen Dong of Yin and Yang Peak is here to ask for advice!"

"Ten Thousand Prison Peak Chang Hao asks for advice!"

"Fang Liang, law enforcement peak...."

……..

In just a few moments, dozens of people stood up one after another, all of them were the top disciples of the eighty-one lineages of the Holy Sect, and the lowest cultivation was all the first rank of deification, and among them, there were even great cultivators of the third rank of deification.

These are the younger generation of the Holy Sect.

"Is that all?"

Su Ying shook his head, there was no lack of disappointment in his tone, he had just broken through the apotheosis, and it was the time to verify his true strength, but unfortunately, these people together were not enough for him to see.

He said lightly: "Let's go together." ”

Together, right?

Not only the monks of many other sects, but even some elders of the Holy Sect were stunned, and they couldn't believe their ears.

Is this newly promoted Holy Son crazy?

What do you mean by being together?

Although he had just defeated the black-robed youth and displayed the power of his incomparably powerful body, he could not be arrogant enough to face the siege of dozens of deified monks.

These people are all outstanding members of the younger generation of the Holy Sect.

Even among them, none of them are over 100 years old, and they can already imagine how talented they are to be able to cultivate deification at this age.

But even so, for Su Ying, it seems that he still doesn't pay attention to it?

"Arrogance!"

"Ignorance!"

"Senior Brother Su, although you are physically strong, are you so bold?"

In an instant, some disciples reprimanded, "You're not welcome at all, what does it mean to go together, this is a contempt for them, thinking that everyone can only match them by shooting together?

Many of the elder masters of the Holy Sect also shook their heads, this young saint son is a little too old, he is also a younger generation, who thinks he is weaker than others, this is no longer a simple contempt, but a provocation.

"Let me meet Senior Brother Su's tricks!"

A disciple shouted angrily, and then his body took off, and a huge demon dog primordial god appeared behind him, like a tengu, with intertwined canine teeth and the void about to tear apart.

Rumble!

He flipped his palm, and suddenly the demon dog behind him pawed into the sky, and the demonic qi could be seen in his palm, and the monster roaring could be faintly seen.

This is a holy sect called Tengu is the moon-eating magic power, is a predecessor to watch the scene of the heavenly eclipse moon that has not been encountered for thousands of years, it is rumored that the peak of cultivation, the Yuan Shen can cultivate into the tengu law, open your mouth and swallow, you can bite off the half moon.

This palm broke through the vacuum, traveled through the world of crushing vacuum, and imprinted on Su Ying's chest.

The eyes of the four sides converged, and this palm definitely surpassed the cultivation that the young man himself possessed.

The rest of the monks also lowered their eyes, wanting to see if Su Ying could still be as calm as before in the face of this palm.

Soon, the other disciples on the heavenly disk suddenly stared, and they looked at Su Ying, it was not just a light wind, but a kind of calm, so calm that it seemed that nothing could shake his mind.

It was still a finger, and the fingertips revealed the pitch-black magic flame, and it poked lightly forward.

It's hard to imagine the majesty of this finger, it looks ordinary and ordinary, but the magic and power flowing from the fingertips, like an eternal demon god, tears everything in front of you.

What tengu eats the moon, what devil roars, all of them are destroyed under this finger!

Like a mirror, pierced by a finger, it returns to the truth, and nothing can be left.

Burst!

A little blood splashed, the young monk was like a lightning strike, the whole person was bounced out of the tens of thousands of feet, before he barely landed, and after landing, he stepped back more than ten steps, and finally still couldn't hold on, and sat down to the ground with a pop.

His face was pale, and there was a finger mark on the palm of one hand, which was almost pierced, and the tengu primordial god behind him was almost collapsed under this finger, and he couldn't lift half of his strength at this time.

Silence in all directions!

The young monk stared at Su Ying stubbornly, he couldn't believe that he was defeated like this, he barely had the slightest strength to resist, and he was defeated with a finger.

After a long time, the person stood up holding his chest and bowed to Su Ying.

"The Extinction Peak is lined up, and I have seen Senior Brother Holy Son. ”

(End of chapter)