The other sneered, "Back then, the Great Elder insisted on going his own way, which caused the situation that it is difficult to ride a tiger now, how can a human bloodline be inherited by my demon clan?" It's ridiculous! ”

A female elder was angry, "I said a long time ago not to hand over the first inheritance to him, if you had listened to me earlier, how could this be now?" ”

"Now, it's no longer the time to talk about how to do in the past, but how to solve the problems of the present."

"Second brother, this is by no means our care, it's just that this so-called Holy Son was inherited by our clan back then, and he has done nothing for so many years, we only know that he has been sent to the human race, but we don't know the follow-up situation at all, and we have never heard of what realm he has reached over the years, let alone what his talent is, have you forgotten the kindness of our clan in the human race all these years?"

Several people watched and quarreled again, a scene that was often repeated in the past.

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of a sword, it was Li Chen who didn't know when he lifted the sword, when he was contemplating the altar runes, the yuan force was naturally running, and countless supernatural powers that were clear to him were reflected in front of him, supplemented by the rune illusions constructed by the altar.

Zheng Zheng Zheng! The weapons within a radius of dozens of miles, regardless of swords, guns and axes, shook in unison!

The little girl of the rabbit clan who was fighting with a wooden sword widened her eyes and was taken to the sky, and she didn't understand why the sword in her hand suddenly flew up, and when she looked down, she found that her feet were already far away from Lao Gao, and she cried loudly.

A group of snake teenagers who were practicing the exercises, the swords curled in their tails were upside down, and they broke free from the control of the teenagers in the humming and flew in circles towards the ancestral land.

The demon clan, which has been calm for many years, countless weapons appeared in the sky, flying into the ancestral land, and many clansmen flew up, looking at the direction of the ancestral land from a distance, not knowing what happened.

The elders looked at the scene under their noses, and the eyes of several people jumped, "This is the artistic conception of the Forgetting Worries Realm. ”

The second elder was also surprised, "Why is it so miscellaneous?" ”

The meaning of such miscellaneous is that it seems that the artistic conception of any exercise seems to be stained a little, whether it is sword intent or supernatural spell seal, and even the charm of the Cheng family's exercises, but none of them seem to have achieved the extreme.

The second elder secretly said in his heart: Could it be that this is the path specially arranged for him by the Great Elder? But how can this kind of cultivation break through the realm of forgetting worries?

All the elders looked at this scene at this moment, and some people seized the opportunity to ridicule: "According to his practice, he has already reached the realm of Naihe, and it is difficult to take on a big responsibility, how can he talk about being the holy son of my seventy-two demon clans?" ”

Before his words fell, not far away, Li Chen's palms and fingers transformed into thousands of visions, there was a cry of golden birds, and his two eyes were smart, full of joy at seeing the new world, and quickly became powerless to age, as if he had walked through this lifetime of life, old age, sickness and death between two breaths, until he died suddenly and then scattered a little brilliance.

The elder who had just spoken saw this scene as if he had been stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore, he was forgetting his worries, of course he knew what the scene just now represented, it was a heavenly moat that countless helpless realms could not be crossed through the ages, that is, it gave the divine power in his hand a sense of agility, so that even if the divine power was separated from the monk's body, it would become a life of its own.

After being silent for a long time, the second elder looked around at everyone and said: "He is only eighteen years old now, with such a talent, if time will become forgetful, I know that you have a lot of worries about his bloodline, but after all, he was born in our demon clan, and he is in line with the prophecy of the life book left by the ancestors, and he is the candidate for the Holy Son designated by the Great Elder over the years, and he is the candidate for the Holy Son designated by the Great Elder over the years, and he has my Demon Clan's Heavenly Book and the first inheritance, once he gives up, then so many years of hard work will be wasted, so this second inheritance must be given him a chance no matter what." ”

The second elder made a final decision, and many people were not convinced, and it was not good to say anything at this moment.

Not far away, Li Chen was in the middle of many weapons, and his figure was tightly covered, like being in a lush forest surrounded by weapons.

These divine soldiers are not worshipping Li Chen, after all, he is not a natural sword bone like Cui Hao, and there are divine swords willing to follow when he walks to the ghosts, this scene in front of him, just because the lonely sword is just a countless divine soldier casting, and it has been sealed in the ghost for many years, and today I finally feel the charm of the overhaul through Li Chen's hands, even if it is only one ten-thousandth, it is enough to make it happy, so under the cheerful sword intent, the sword roared together, provoking most of the weapons of the demon clan to bow down and appear in front of Li Chen, creating a great momentum in the entire demon clan.

Li Chen turned around and said to the elders: "Elders, I haven't seen you for ten years, don't come unharmed." ”

Among the people staring at the ancestral land from afar, there are many people on the other side or in the realm of helplessness, they are deaf and clear-sighted, listening to Li Chen's greeting, and then thinking about it for many years, only the Holy Son who only listens to his name but does not see his person is worthy of the number.

Soon after, the news spread to seventy-two ethnic groups.

On the first day of returning to the Demon Clan, Li Chen raised his sword to vent his sword intent to the sky, and everyone knew that the Holy Son of the Demon Clan had returned.