Chapter 807: Father's Breath

readx;? In the Endless Plane, deep in the Absolute God Mountain, the second-generation witch god suddenly sat up from the coffin, his old tears were rampant, and he roared, "I feel the breath of the Father......! It's not the breath of the Father, it's the breath of the Chaos Dragon!"

The Supreme Gods of Chaos all carry the breath of the origin of Chaos, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are born in the same vein and are brothers, but they have their own goals, fighting each other, and treating them as enemies. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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In the distant place where the Great Demon God was buried, in an ethereal demon palace, three super powerhouses were revived at the same time, so old that they were the same age as the sun, moon and stars, I don't know what era they existed, and they survived until now by self-style.

"It was the Chaos Supreme Godhead who appeared, which Supreme appeared in advance?"

The three of them were unsure, feeling that this era was all messed up, and some people who shouldn't have appeared all appeared, which was fundamentally different from the prophecy of the year, and the prophecy of the Supreme God was actually wrong.

"Demon Tiger Venerable has come to see this seat. "The one among the three is majestic and monstrous, and his eyes are terrifying, and even the Lord God does not dare to disobey his will.

"Demon Tiger greets the Phantom God!" A black shadow appeared in the main hall, full of sturdy, dark as a piece of charcoal, Xiu Wei turned out to be the main god, and Xiu Wei was also a transcendent existence among the main gods, his words revealed the identity of this powerful main god.

The ghost god of the chaos era, he may not be anything in the chaos era, but his identity is not ordinary, and he has survived until now, it is incredible, the ghost god, the descendant of the first generation of ethereal bodies, the true inheritance, the chaos era is gone, he has just come of age, the first generation of ethereal bodies died, and all his mysteries were passed on to him, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first generation of ethereal bodies, that is the existence of the second generation of witch gods, even if it is a little worse, he and the other two terrifying existences in the demon god mountain join forces, and it is easy to kill the second generation of witch gods, which is why the second generation of witch gods has not been able to retreat。

The ghost gods also seem to know that the witch clan also has some terrifying existences hiding in some unknown places, so they also seal themselves and don't go out until the critical time, if it weren't for the birth of the Chaos Dragon Supreme Godhead that alarmed them, they wouldn't wake up at all, so the ghost gods still don't know that the ethereal body of this era has appeared.

"You go and find out for yourself which of the supreme godhead has appeared, and what kind of people are there, and once you find a trace, you must not blaspheme it, and report it immediately. The ghost said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir! Demon Tiger Venerable bowed down and said.

Say. "The ghost god cherishes words like gold.

"This generation of ethereal bodies has appeared...... But she didn't seem to have the intention of returning to the Great Demon God. The Demon Tiger Venerable replied respectfully.

The old and dark eyes of the ghost god finally bloomed, and he stood up suddenly, stared at the Demon Tiger Venerable, and said in a cold voice, "Such a big matter, why don't you notify this seat in time?"

"My lord, before you retreat, you explain that unless the Supreme Godhead appears, nothing else can be disturbed, so ......" The Demon Tiger Venerable was so frightened that he knelt down and didn't dare to raise his head.

"Waste, I don't know how to be flexible!, the ethereal body is an existence comparable to the supreme god, and it is also the inheritor of this seat, how can it be considered a trivial matter?" the ghost god rebuked.

Demon Tiger Venerable trembled with fright, and for the first time he saw the Phantom God angry, this kind of character from the Chaos Era was really terrifying.

"Where is she?" asked the Spectral God urgently.

"In a territory called Mad Sect at the foot of the Artifact Sect Mountain, the kid doesn't understand, the Artifact Sect knows that the kid is an ethereal body, but he doesn't mean to kill him, so I don't dare to take the initiative to fight, in case I anger the Artifact Sect, I will not be able to atone for my sins. Demon Tiger said respectfully.

The ghost god frowned, he couldn't imagine that things had developed to this point, the Artifact Sect was a member of the Wu Clan's camp, why didn't he kill the Ethereal Body? Even if the Artifact Sect didn't make a move, those old monsters of the Wu Clan should also order the execution of the Ethereal Body, but they didn't even know it, there must be a deception in the matter.

"Lead the snake out of the hole?" the ghost muttered hoarsely, suspecting the intentions of the people in the witch camp.

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Neizong, after a hundred years of fighting, lost two more strong people, the number was reduced to thirty people, each of them is extremely powerful, although there are only thirty people, but it is comparable to a large sect, three or five half-step main gods join forces to attack, it is impossible to break through the defense, and even die tragically on the spot.

Qin Wentian is no longer the child he was back then, in a hundred years, his appearance has changed a lot, he has become a slim girl, she is peerless, her temperament is soul-grabbing, and her cultivation has also entered the realm of median gods, but no one in the inner sect dares to underestimate her.

She also inherited the fate of the ethereal body, inherited the memory, and the secret method, and the combat power she showed was unprecedented, which was by no means comparable to ordinary people.

But the people of Hatoyama Dao were very curious, Qin Wentian did not think about it, the seed of fate exploded, so he chose to leave the Mad Sect, returned to the Demon God Mountain, and chose her fate, but stayed in the Mad Sect, still innocent and pure, following Ye Shentian all day long, one by one, Ye Shentian was very docile by her.

"I'm looking for uncle! I'm looking for uncle! I want aunt, are you going to look for it?" Qin Wentian glared at Ye Shentian angrily, even if Ye Qinghan had left her for a hundred years, she was only a few years old at that time, she hadn't forgotten Ye Qinghan and Ye Huang.

Ye Shentian was tortured and had no temper, and only Emperor Ye could find Ye Qinghan this year, and Medusa couldn't find it.

"Good daughter-in-law, my father will come back soon, he really didn't die, you see, my mother's life card is still there, and my mother's cultivation has become so strong, her life card is changing...... Ye Shentian smiled bitterly and took out Ye Huang's life card as a witness.

"Then why did the people outside say that my uncle was gone, and why did my uncle never come back to see me......? What do you want you to do? I can't even find my father. Qin Wentian sat on the ground and wailed, not at all like an ethereal body.

Ye Shentian rolled his eyes, his fingertips trembled, and he was a great god who was so dignified that he lost to his little daughter-in-law!

The people of the Inner Sect have always been convinced that Ye Qinghan is not dead, if Ye Qinghan dies, Ye Huang will definitely not live alone, they firmly believe in the emotions of the two, so looking at the helpless expressions of Qin Wentian and Shen Tian at this moment, they all secretly laughed.

Zifei'er walked out of the crowd, helped Qin Wentian up, kicked Ye Shentian hard, and pretended to be angry and said, "Your daughter-in-law is crying, don't you know how to coax?"

"Senior sister, I really can't find my father now, and it's not good to go to them with great fanfare now, once those people know that my father is not dead, it is estimated that they will be looking for them all over the world, and now it is better to let them live a stable life. Ye Shentian explained helplessly.