Chapter 390: Crazy Taiqing Ancestor

A mountain of a thousand blades!

After the transfer of the inner disciples of the Taiqing Sect, this place became crowded, countless majestic buildings rose from the ground, and various ceremonies were also held, but there was no trace of the Taiqing ancestor.

"Summon, mobilize 10,000 inner disciples, the ancestor is in urgent need!"

On this day, the Taiqing Sect Master was handling the sect affairs in the newly repaired palace, and suddenly remembered the voice of the Taiqing Ancestor, full of tiredness.

The Taiqing Sect Master raised his head and clenched his fists to receive his life!

10,000 elite disciples of the Inner Gate, according to the orders of the Taiqing Ancestor, were dispatched to a mysterious place.

A clever person has more than one plan!

This is a station prepared by Taiqing Ancestor in his early years, and the formation was arranged outside, and no one was told about it.

"The gods are mysterious, what does the ancestor want 10,000 disciples for? Why is there no trace of the Holy Son until now?"

Outside the formation, the Taiqing Sect Master was full of doubts, he wanted to go in and find out, but he was stopped outside by the Taiqing Ancestor, which made him feel that this matter was even more strange.

"Ancestor, what the hell are you planning!"

The Taiqing Sect Master stared at the reddened formation for a while before flying away.

"Ahem......"

"I didn't expect the speed of the fifth counterattack of the "Five Reincarnations of Life and Death" to be so fast, the ancestor's longevity, at most one month left, the Holy Son can't break through for a long time, so I can only stand against you......"

In the formation, the aura is rich, not weaker than the Cave Heaven Blessed Land at all, and the 10,000 disciples of the Taiqing Sect are neatly arrayed, horizontal and vertical, quietly listening to the speech of the Taiqing Ancestor, looking at each other, and not being able to figure out their heads.

What did the ancestor mean by saying this!

Why can't you stand up to us?

"Burst!"

Taiqing Ancestor shouted, his voice was shrill and thin, and his thin body was covered with a coarse cloth coat, like a blanket, dragging on the ground, and his hands shaped like dry wood were grabbing in the void.

Thundered!

The ground began to tremble, making people unsteady, as if there was a terrifying existence that would break through the ground.

In the distant sky, the aura surged, and ten thousand aura chains appeared, steaming with scarlet light, like blood that had been frozen for ten thousand years.

"Ancestor, what are you going to do?"

An inner disciple asked, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and he had a bad premonition.

"Close your eyes obediently, it'll be over soon!"

The withered face of the Taiqing Ancestor showed a kind smile, and the eyes of the Yin Owl were shining, indescribably terrifying, indescribably hideous.

Boom!Boom......

The chains hanging from the sky broke through the air, and they were unmistakably set around the necks of 10,000 inner disciples, hanging in the void.

"Ancestor, let me go!"

"Ancestor, I am a core disciple of the Taiqing Sect, what are you going to do?"

"Old thing, loosen the chains......"

Many inner disciples shouted, grabbed the chains with both hands, and wanted to tear them open with brute force, but the aura was agitated, and they used all their strength to see no effect.

"Close your eyes, close your eyes, and you'll be scared soon......"

Taiqing Ancestor seemed to be insane, standing in place and shouting, full of gray hair, large pieces of it fell, and before it fell to the ground, it turned into ashes, it looked like a person is not a person, a ghost is not a ghost!

Buzzing......

The ground cracked, countless array patterns emerged, steaming with blood-colored light, and in the middle of the large array, there was also a figure sitting, it was the Taiqing Holy Son, with a vortex of spiritual energy on his head, absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy.

"Ten thousand chains of bloodthirsty, break the realm!"

Taiqing Old Ancestor roared, his hands raised high, the clothes draped on his body, and the hunting sound.

At the end of the ten thousand blood-colored chains, a spike emerged, piercing the throat of the inner disciple of the Taiqing Sect, slowly absorbing the essence and blood, converting it into energy, and injecting it into the ground formation.

"Cheap old dog, you actually want to kill us and cultivate for the Holy Son......"

"Old animal, I have joined the sect for decades, sent loyalty, and made outstanding contributions, but I ended up like this, I am not reconciled!"

"Taiqing old dog, I curse you, you will definitely not end well......"

The 10,000 inner disciples of the Taiqing Sect cursed viciously, full of despair, and all thoughts were lost, and they could not have imagined that the Taiqing Ancestor, who was regarded as the protector of God, would actually become the murderer who took their lives.

"Don't yell, close your eyes, it won't hurt in a while, be ......"

Taiqing Ancestor said gently, flew under the chains, kissed and stroked the head of a disciple, and in the latter's frightened gaze, he exerted a slight force, like an exploding watermelon, blood splashed.

This is not the first time he has experienced such a scene......

In the Scarlet Formation, a powerful energy poured into the body of the Taiqing Holy Son, moving steadily towards the peak of the Holy Realm.

......

"Old acquaintance, bring it!"

Outside the Zhongjing City, the Kan Evil Emperor was forced to put on handcuffs, imprisoned all the cultivators, and followed Wang Yangming into the Jiuhua Palace, and came to the familiar and unfamiliar hall.

The reason why he is familiar with it is because he has come once, and he has come to redeem people as a messenger, and the strangeness mainly reflects that there are many strange strong people in the hall.

"Tell me, what is the price this time?"

Yu Sheng asked calmly.

"Two hundred billion spirit stones for one person!"

Emperor Kan Evil said without thinking, and it was twice as much as the last time he ransomed people.

"A half-immortal warrior, a prince of a country, is worth this money?"

Yu Sheng sneered, the combat power of a half-immortal martial artist is comparable to several Great Emperor martial artists, and the ransom is naturally several times that of the Great Emperor martial artist, not to mention, there is also an evil soul prince comparable to the starry sky Tianjiao.

"You ......"

The Kan Evil Emperor was so angry that he stared at the rest of his life, eager to eat the latter, took two deep breaths, and calmed down and said, "I don't know the psychological value of the ancient master?"

"There are 400 billion half-immortal warriors, 500 billion evil soul princes, a total of 3 trillion spirit stones!"

Yu Sheng smiled and said an astronomical number.

"It can't ......"

The Kan Evil Emperor gasped, his pupils shrank sharply, he counted it in his heart, and said with a little doubt: "No, isn't it twenty-nine trillion spirit stones?"

Six half-immortal warriors, a total of 2.4 trillion spirit stones, plus the prince's 500 billion spirit stones, how can it be counted less than three trillion!

"Aren't you worth 100 billion spirit stones yourself?"

Yu Sheng sneered.

Emperor Kan Xie's mouth opened slightly, and his mood collapsed a little, I am a messenger, not a prisoner, how can I still be counted.

Great Ming Ancient Lord, please be a person!

I'm not human, but you're a real dog!

The Kan Evil Emperor wanted to cry without tears, but there was still a trace of joy in his heart, it was finally not 100 million spirit stones, and the normal market price had been restored!

No, why do you make yourself like a commodity......

"Ancient Lord, at most 220 billion, I really can't take out more, or ...... Will you drop it again, at a discount?"

However, the current Kan Evil Emperor didn't have the heart to think about whether he was a commodity or not, so he bowed his body and said pitifully.

He's poor!

No, it's the evil soul Xuan Chao who is poor!

The last ransom, coupled with the continuous wars, almost hollowed out the family of the Evil Soul Xuan Dynasty, and all the funds added up did not exceed two trillion spirit stones.