After cultivating in the stone chamber space of the black token for more than three hundred years, Feng Xinglie actually broke through to the realm of the Supreme Venerable, which surprised him greatly, but Du Feng did not have too many accidents, although his grandfather was seriously injured last time, he also benefited from that battle, and after four or five hundred years of hard cultivation, he finally broke through again and became a senior Venerable.

At the same time, Feng Qingye also lived up to his high expectations and advanced to the intermediate realm, in addition, in the vein of Feng Xinglie, the old man who was as elegant as the old master also advanced from the junior Venerable to the intermediate realm, and there was also a clansman who also broke through the supreme realm.

As for the other two veins, there have been no elite disciples to break through in the past few decades, so that Feng Xinglie's vein completely suppressed the other two veins, coupled with the strength of Feng Xinglie's advanced realm, now in the clan, Feng Xinglie's prestige is incomparable, and everyone is convinced, looking forward to him leading the Feng Clan to regain its strength.

Du Feng believed that unless a saint-level powerhouse made a move, it was estimated that no one in the Qingzhou Continent would be able to suppress his grandfather, so he would be relieved.

As for the saint-level powerhouse, the saint of the Thunder Clan, Du Feng was not worried, before deciding to leave the Qingzhou Continent, he quietly went to the Thunder Clan and secretly visited the saint.

With his skills, it was easy not to let the people of ThunderClan know. After some understanding, he quietly left, except for the parties concerned, no one knew that the two had met and talked, and as for what they said, no one knew.

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In the northern part of the Yanzhou Continent, within the territory occupied by the demon clan, in a majestic city, several great demons of the high-level Venerable Realm stood in the air, all with solemn faces, pinching their hands, and one after another powerful demonic power was struck, falling into a huge altar below.

This altar is blue-black, hexagonal, and each side at the bottom is a hundred zhang huge, extending up one layer at a time, ninety-nine layers, a hundred zhang high.

On the ground at the top, there were many strange demon talismans inscribed, the light shimmered with a strange light, and a huge aura continued to disperse, heading towards the void.

After a while, the entire sky suddenly darkened, and then a pitch-black vortex with an area of acres appeared in the sky tens of thousands of feet high, and then a terrifying aura spread out from the vortex, and it also grew and strengthened at an incredible speed.

There are countless demon clans living in the city, and many demon clans are stunned when they see this scene. Many demon cultivators who were walking on the street couldn't help but stop, and they all looked at the huge whirlpool that suddenly appeared in the sky in horror.

Some powerful demon cultivators were happy, as if something good was going to happen.

Several high-level Venerable Realm demons in the air had even more solemn faces at this moment, urging the strong mana in their bodies, striking out their mana more quickly, and falling into the altar below.

At the same time, the strong man with the head of the tiger frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, launch a great array and prepare to receive the Holy Ancestor Lord to descend!"

As the demon's voice fell, I saw his hands pinch, and with one mouth, he spit out a blood-red spar that seemed to be a gem. "Whew!" The blood-red hedron sank into the altar below. The whirlpool above spun and turned, and the terrifying aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The green bull demon, the red-haired man, the golden crab, the old man with bone sticks, the middle-aged man with purple skin, and a bald old man with two long horned whiskers all roared in unison after the tiger-headed man spoke, his hands pointed to a certain place, and there were words in his mouth.

The next moment, I saw that in six directions with this city as the center, tens of thousands of miles away, a blood-colored pillar of light rose together, which was a hundred zhang thick, and went straight into the sky.

The six blood-colored pillars of light submerged into the vortex in the sky, and a golden pillar of light rose from the altar below, merging with the four or six blood rays and falling into the vortex together.

Immediately afterward, an even more powerful aura appeared from the vortex, and then a golden light slowly appeared from the vortex, this light was extremely slow, and there seemed to be some strong resistance preventing it from entering this realm.

The blood-colored pillar of light and the golden light became stronger, the vortex turned faster and faster, and the golden light gradually increased.

Faintly audible, there seemed to be a faint roar of anger and roar in the golden light, and finally, the golden light was flourishing, and then I saw it, a dazzling golden light completely appeared from the vortex and fell on the altar below with lightning speed.

As soon as the golden light disappeared from the vortex, the six blood-colored pillars of light and the golden light on the altar also slowly disappeared, and at the same time, the vortex in the sky gradually shrank, and finally disappeared, and the sky returned to its original calm. And the tiger head, the strong man and the others fell around the altar.

On the altar, the golden light disappeared, revealing a figure. This is a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe, this man has an elegant appearance, his face is like a crown of jade, and he looks like an ordinary human race. There was an unusually bloody smell all over his body, which seemed to be the terrifying aura that had disappeared from the vortex before.

But then his breath disappeared without a trace, and when he looked at it again, this middle-aged man's body was extremely bland, like an ordinary person, and he couldn't detect the depth of his cultivation at all.

After a while, the middle-aged man looked himself up and down, and then glanced at the city below with a strange gaze, then raised his hands to look at it, and suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly: "The deity has finally arrived in the human world, this method is really feasible." Haha, probably this Holy Ancestor was the first person to reach this realm, hahaha......"

The seven people, including the tiger head and the strong man, were pale at the moment, and it seemed that the action just now had also consumed a lot of their mana, and at this moment, they all looked surprised, knelt down at the middle-aged man, and said loudly: "See Lord Ao Zu, congratulations to Lord Ao Zu on coming to the human world!"

This shout seemed to immediately remind the countless other demon clans in the city, no matter how high or low the rank was, all the demon clans bowed down to the middle-aged man on the altar after being stunned, and shouted loudly, "Welcome Lord Ao Zu!"

The sound came and went, with the altar as the center, and spread out in circles, and tens of millions of demon cultivators in the entire city were all shouting, and the sound shook the sky.

"Yes, this time, a few of you have done a good job, urging a few big arrays to help this Holy Ancestor come, and the credit is not small, but if Brother Sun and the Phoenix Fairy want to come, I am afraid they will have to wait for hundreds of years. Come on, there are still some things to know about in this seat, so let's go to the temple with this seat!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his figure flashed, and slowly dissipated on the altar, and several big demons such as the tiger head and the strong man looked at each other, their faces were slightly happy, thinking of the fall of Ao Zu's clone, I am afraid that the Holy Ancestor will not give up, and he will inevitably find the young man surnamed Du to settle the account, and that kid will suffer.

Several people followed the figure and left the altar.