The ancestral realm, the great mortal realm.

A giant wizard with a name as strong as a mountain, stepping on the mountains, rivers and forests under his feet, walked towards the magnificent giant city in front of him.

Boom knock knock!

The whole earth seemed to tremble.

Countless human beings, whether they came from the earth or the mortal realm, all looked in that direction in horror.

And many people on the earth, most of whom know that this day is the time to worship their ancestors, so they have already entered the ancestral realm and watched it.

The countless cities under the Yanhuang Domain of Dongtuzhou were crowded with people.

And the other continent, Xique Continent, can only be barely watched through the broadcast.

In the most central Yanhuang City, there are very few players who can enter, and there is no Yanhuang Temple, and any of those guards are high-level existences of level 60 in the Flying Heaven Realm.

So I can only watch the excitement, but I am also excited.

"These days the witch monster is so strong! I don't know where it came from!"

"I heard that it was awakened by a person who called himself the Witch Emperor, I don't know if it's the plot of this great mortal world..."

"Fortunately, they are all heading for Yanhuang City... The fighting will not reach us either. ”

"I'm glad we're too low... People don't bother to hurt us. Haha..."

A group of people were discussing on the Ancestral Realm forum, and they didn't even have the mind to cultivate, which was even more like watching a movie for those who just wanted to visit the Ancestral Realm.

In the extreme distance, as this famous heavenly witch walked towards Yanhuang City, dense figures rushed out from the Yanhuang Temple like a streamer, dressed in golden armor and holding a bright silver spear, staring indifferently.

And in the same way, at the back of these Heavenly Witches, on the shoulders of one of the tallest Heavenly Witches, sat a young man in white clothes.

In front of the white-clothed young man, there was also a middle-aged man in gray who was almost ready to swallow the sky and soared with martial energy.

"Crow, a month... If you want to attack the Yanhuang Temple with these Heavenly Witches, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult..."

The gray-clothed middle-aged man counted the surrounding Heavenly Witches and shook his head.

"Heavenly Witch... It's just used to deal with some small crawlies. Ling Zutian slowly stood up, his handsome face intact as before, and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the guards of the Yanhuang Temple in the distance fought with those heavenly witches, and the entire sky was like a nuclear bomb explosion, covered with clouds of various colors.

"Do you have a backhand?"

The man in gray seemed to understand the other party's tone, and suddenly asked: "But if you fail, what should you do?" If you want to disturb the heavenly machine, break through the Great Dao, sit on the master of the ancient god realm, and achieve the supreme and only true emperor, not to mention the disappeared Night Ancestor, it is the six, are you sure you can defeat it?"

"I've been planning for 10,000 years, and it's not that I haven't taken this into account..."

Ling Zutian had already expected it, and said indifferently, "I originally led the Witch God into the Void, and controlled the Witch Clan in the Six Realms to forcibly kill the rest of the Five Realms Clansmen, causing the current Lord of the Six Realms to enter the Void and fight with the Witch God, and they are already weak. It would be nice to have two of them......"

Hearing this, the man in gray subconsciously looked at him in horror.

Nowadays, it is rumored that the six gods of the Six Realms have been fighting in the void with the witch gods and have disappeared for many years.

Unexpectedly, he was manipulating behind the scenes.

"If only the two gods were holy..."

Speaking of this, a hint of coldness appeared in Ling Zutian's eyes, "I have my own means to deal with it! If the gods come, I will slaughter the gods!"

The man in gray took a deep breath and asked, "But I heard that the Night Ancestor once came, and the Taishang Haoran Sect was destroyed by it......"

Listening to the words of the man in gray, Ling Zutian laughed lightly a few times and interrupted directly:

"It's just a rumor... Feng Qingge, this girl is a little wise, knowing that the god Xi is not here now, if she wants to suppress the many powerhouses in this great mortal realm, she can only use the greater existence of the Night Ancestor to subdue her. ”

"This is the Taishang Haoran Sect, the Eight Achievements were destroyed by her, and she had an enmity with Emperor Haoran Wu at the beginning..."

"If so... He did appear, and I kept my hand behind, and he wouldn't die. However, this possibility is almost zero. ”

Ling Zutian's smile was like the smile of an old fox looking at its prey.

At this time, several streamers in the distance flew in the distant sky, and after joining the battlefield, they were like cutting melons and vegetables, destroying those heavenly witches in an instant.

"Oh, it looks like some big ants are out there. ”

Ling Zutian looked at the few streamers in the distance with interest, he recognized that it was really the elite backbone of the three major sects.

"In the Great Mortal Realm, the strongest human race belongs to these few, and most of the rest of the scattered cultivators are accepted by the Yanhuang Domain. The man in gray said in a deep voice.

Ling Zutian pointed ahead and said lightly, "You go, otherwise these thousands of years will be in vain." ”

"Good!"

——

"Qingling, you enter the temple first. ”

Xue Qianlong stared coldly at the figure in front of him.

At the same time, there were two other people beside her, Jian Cangqing and Wu Xiao were all here.

Not far below is a huge city that looks like a winding mountain range, and in the distance sits an exquisite and luxurious palace.

Yanhuang Temple.

"This breath... It's the breath of the demons... Desolate Demon Venerable?"

However, just as Qiao Qingling was about to leave, Wu Xiaosheng's face immediately changed greatly, and he looked at the ordinary gray-clothed man in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Desolate Demon Venerable?" Qiao Qingling was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously, "What is that?"

"It is the overlord of the Desolate Demon Realm, the Desolate Demon ranks among the top in the Six Realms, the physical strength of the martial arts is extremely strong and domineering, and the mountains and rivers are subverted at every turn, and the sea and rivers flow backwards... The founding patriarch of my Burning Flame Martial Sect is a strong man who has the three bloodlines of humans and demons..."

As the face of the man in gray became clearer, Wu Xiaosheng's face became paler.

"Qingling, you quickly retreat and go to the temple to worship, this person is so strong that I am afraid that one person can deal with it. ”

The long sword behind Jian Cangsheng kept moving, full of fighting spirit.

Qiao Qingling nodded, and flew to the palace below.

As soon as she left, a blank laugh suddenly came from the sky:

"Those old monsters in the Great Mortal Realm are all dead, and only a few of you are left...... Anyway, I'll play with you with the Martial Demon Venerable..."

When the voice came, the guards in front of the temple turned pale, as if they were piercing the soul with laughter behind their backs, and they fainted.

Even Qiao Qingling felt a little dizzy in his head.

"Martial Demon Venerable, what a strong breath..."

Qiao Qingling took a deep breath, but his gaze was a little firmer, and he walked towards the center of the temple.

The majestic hall seems to be simple, but there is an ancient and obscure atmosphere, which makes people awe-inspired.

The Tao is like the sound of the primeval times, coming from all around.

Qiao Qingling's heart suddenly had a surging heart, and endless expectations welled up in his heart.

"Night Ancestor, the great existence that founded the Ancestral Realm...... The ancestor of the human race, the ancestor of the Xi God, passed on the two gods of the sun and the moon..."

A period of historical macros flashed through his mind, and all around him were statues of the temple guardians who were seated.

"Qingling, I didn't expect you to be here?"

On the high platform dozens of meters in the distance, Feng Qingge, who was dressed in a red robe, looked at Qiao Qingling who was slowly floating and nodded slightly.

"Yes, Lord Domain, the three masters let me worship first, and they will defend against that Splitting Demon Venerable in the rear..."

Standing on the high platform, Qiao Qingling saw countless strong men with their heads bowed and soaring below. Some are even elders of the three sects.

The land of the two continents of the Great Mortal Realm, divided into the East Earth Continent and the West Que Continent, is the place where the human race lives, and all the strong people at this time are in this temple.

"Is it a thousand-year-old monster?"

Feng Qingge's expression changed slightly, muttered a few times, and then said lightly: "Qingling." You are in the spirit body of the Heavenly Destiny, and you have the resources of the Heavenly Destiny, you can reach such a point in more than a month, and you are indeed qualified to worship in advance, so kneel down, remember, with sincere thoughts, and do not think differently, otherwise you will be devoured by its ancestral power..."

Hearing this, Qiao Qingling obediently knelt down, clasped his hands together and stroked his forehead, and knelt on the futon below.

A rumbling sound sounded, as if something had risen, and a great divine power suddenly poured down.

The next moment, the countless powerhouses below crawled even lower, and their bodies began to tremble.

Qiao Qingling's whole body was also tense, and under the pressure of this divine power, he couldn't help but tremble, but found that his whole body was stiff and difficult to move.

Consciousness seems to be eroded by this coercion, and it is difficult to think.

"Qingling, raise your head, bow down!"

But at this time, a clear drink made her sober up a little.

On the ground, Qiao Qingling's whole body strength returned, and he was shocked in his heart.

At that moment just now, she seemed to feel that her soul was contained, and she couldn't think at all, if she hadn't been awakened by this clear drink, I was afraid that the whole person would have fainted...

'Shattering the Heaven Realm, is it difficult to support under the statue of this Night Ancestor... Master said that I am too radical and may not have a solid base, so I am easily affected by it. ’

Without thinking about it, Qiao Qingling held reverence and worship, his hands on each other's foreheads, his eyes slowly raised, and his heart seemed to be purified by divine power, and there was only one thought left.

It was a sculpture full of supreme majesty, but the sculpture was carved as a handsome man who was extremely young, like an emperor.

He was dressed in a moonlit robe, his long hair was like an ink shawl, and his hands were slightly raised, as if he was bestowing blessings on the worshippers, but his indifferent eyes contained a hint of pity.

Thundered!

The dense crowd of people below bowed their heads one after another, chanting ancient macros in their mouths.

However, at this moment, Qiao Qingling's mind was blank, and his eyes were dull looking at the sculpture.

Another figure echoed in my head, slowly reuniting with the sculpture...

The thunderous sound echoed in my head:

"The king... Heaven, he is Wang Tian! Night Ancestor is Wang Tian! How is it possible?"