Chapter 268: The Self-righteousness of the Dustless Old Man

Everything in the Ling Zu Cave, the final destination of the Ancestral Dragon Ball, in the heart of the dustless old man, the culprit is the Heavenly Emperor.

"No, you must not let him refine the Dragon Ball!" "The dustless old man was sure in his heart that all this was planned by the Heavenly Emperor.

The evil aura in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger, if the Ancestral Dragon Ball is really obtained by him, once he completely refines the Ancestral Dragon Ball.

Then at that time, the Three Realms Dragon Clan and all the creatures with the blood of the Dragon Clan will instinctively surrender to his feet, including his dustless old man himself.

As soon as he thought that the Emperor of Heaven had obtained the Ancestral Dragon Ball, the dustless old man was full of jealousy, and he began to think in his heart: "After all, the Ancestral Dragon Ball is the essence of the old thing, even if he is the Emperor of Heaven, it is not easy to refine it thoroughly." ”

"And refining the Dragon Ball requires a very important thing, it must be refined at the same time, and the dragon soul with the origin of the ancestral dragon can be refined. ”

"And in the entire Three Realms, except for the old thing itself, there are only nine of us dragons who have been derived from the origin of the old thing. ”

"The dragon gave birth to nine sons, except for me, the dragon soul of the tyrant was devoured by me back then, and the remaining seven are now all disciples or spirit beasts under the powerful seats of all parties, now it is not an ancient one, and it is impossible for him to get the dragon soul easily. ”

"Unless, he can break through to that realm and forcibly devour the Dragon Ball with a strong and domineering cultivation......"

"He stepped into the Pure Yang Realm back then, after endless years, even if he hasn't broken through now, he has already stepped into it with half a foot, I need to quickly improve my cultivation, whether the Ancestral Dragon Ball is obtained by him, or the old thing gets it himself, it will be a devastating disaster for me!"

"But it is ...... to improve cultivation"

The dustless old man pondered, calculating in his heart.

Although he has been promoted to cultivation, in fact, in the long years since the ancient retreat, his realm has simply stood still, and there has been no progress.

The 12 sects of Yaosuo joined forces to fight outside the Dustless Academy, and the so-called retreat was realized because he was injured in ancient times and did not show his full strength.

"I can only go off the rails with my sword...... "The dustless old man said secretly in his heart, but he suddenly turned his head to look at the two immortals on the side, with a strange cold brilliance in his eyes.

"The disciple is willing. "The Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal suddenly realized that the dustless old man was nominally his and Wurui's master.

In fact, Wurui and Dusty Wind are just puppets that the dustless old man has kept in captivity for endless years.

In order to open the Lingzu Cave Heaven, the dustless old man ordered the Wurui Heavenly Immortal to sacrifice himself, and the Wurui Heavenly Immortal was the only way to do it.

Similarly, the same is true of the Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal, who is indifferent in his eyes at the moment, as if he has seen through his fate, closes his eyes, and waits for the already doomed ending.

The Qianxian Heavenly Immortal on the side was panicked in his heart, and the gaze of the dustless old man made him feel a deep fear.

Qianxun Heavenly Immortal is not a disciple of the dustless old man, but after the dustless old man retreated, in the long years, he broke through from the disciple of the dustless academy to become a heavenly immortal, and he actually had little contact with the dustless old man.

It is the ancestor of the Dustless Academy, the fact that the dustless old man has not fallen, and the Qianxun Heavenly Immortal only knew about it not long ago.

"Ancestor, what are you going to do!" Qianxian Tianxian seemed to feel a hint of crisis in his heart, and unconsciously took a few steps back, away from the dustless old man.

Roar!

But he heard a low dragon roar, and the mind of the Qianxian Heavenly Immortal roared.

Shout~

A black line suddenly flashed.

"No, Ancestor, please let me go!" Qianxian Heavenly Immortal's panicked roar suddenly sounded.

"Master Dustwind, save me!" At the same time, the Qianxun Heavenly Immortal even asked the Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal beside him for help.

Back then, Qianxun was just an immortal cultivator who had just entered the Lingyuan Realm, and when he entered the Dustless Academy, he worshiped the Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal as his master.

However, the Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal closed his eyes, and although tears passed through the depths of his eyes, there was no movement.

Qianxian Tianxian struggled hard, but it was in vain after all.

I saw that at this moment, a huge black dragon claw was clutching the Qianxi Heavenly Immortal.

The dustless old man's right hand turned into a dragon's claw, and he was grabbing Qianxian and dragging it towards him.

Roar!

Another low dragon groan sounded, so low that even the disciples in the Dustless Academy had never heard it.

I saw the dustless old man open his blood-colored mouth, a bottomless mouth like a dragon, and a mouthful......

After the dragon groaned, the cold face of the dustless old man showed an extremely comfortable expression, wiped the blood that was still left at the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "Haha, comfortable!"

The Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal was shocked when he saw this, looking at the pool of blood and water on the ground beside him, and his heart ached, but what could he do.

Wow~

The sky was clear, and it was pouring rain inexplicably.

Just like when the Wurui Heavenly Immortal sacrifices himself, this is the fall of the Heavenly Immortal and the mercy of the Heavenly Dao.

The heavy rain slowly hit the face of the dustless old man, and the dustless old man comfortably touched his stomach, and the rich mana spread from his abdomen, nourishing his body.

Swallowing the Qiantenxian in one gulp, all the vitality, swallowing everything in the Qianten, and turning it into its own origin.

At this moment, the Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal was trembling, and the gods and demons could indeed rely on devouring other living beings to gain power.

But the true identity of the dustless old man, the dust wind fairy is known, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, two sons, and Jianxi.

Don't say that the dustless old man, even if his father, the ancestral dragon who is the ancestor leader of the dragon clan, is unable to turn the power of others into his own origin.

At this moment, endless fear appeared on Dustwind's face with his head down, and he thought of a possibility, a possibility that he would rather die than believe.

Demons!

This is the means of the demons!

Devouring the creatures of the Three Realms and turning them into their own most original power, it once appeared in the Three Realms, and that was the unique ability of the demon clan during the Great War of Immortals and Demons.

And the creatures devoured by the demons will endure endless pain, and the resentment that arises from this will eventually become the nourishment of the demon world.

Dusty Wind raised his head slightly, and glanced at the dustless old man in panic, unable to believe this result.

"Dusty Wind, although Wurui has fallen, the teacher still loves you very much......" The dustless old man obviously noticed the gaze of the Dusty Wind Heavenly Immortal, and said lightly, but the words obviously had a deeper meaning.

Hearing this, the Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal's body trembled violently, and he immediately knelt down and saluted, and said respectfully: "Disciple understands!"

"Hmm. The dustless old man nodded lightly, expressing his satisfaction, and said, "The master will retreat again, go to the shackles, and the future of the dustless academy will be handed over to you!"

"Yes!" replied the Dust Wind Immortal, still respectfully.

"Remember, every three years, relying on the Apprenticeship Ceremony, as a teacher, and collecting the souls of the Spirit Yuan Realm, don't forget!" the dustless old man suddenly said in a tough commanding tone.

It turned out that the reason why the feast ceremony every three years in Yaosuo County City and the assessment of the apprentices of the Dustless Academy every time was so difficult and dangerous was to let those Lingyuan Realm cultivators who had just entered the world die, so as to send the souls of the dustless old people.

Hearing this, Dust Wind Heavenly Immortal's body trembled again, and he just nodded numbly, after all, this matter, he and Wurui have been doing it for endless years, and there are no waves in their hearts about this.

After the explanation, the dustless old man turned around and walked to the dustless hall behind him, only half of which remained, only to see that below the high seat in the hall, there were strange-shaped inscriptions on the ground, like a moving formation, I don't know where it leads.

"Hmph, the old man is going to make a bet, whether you will refine the Ancestral Dragon Ball first, or the old man will break through first and awaken the Ancestral Dragon Ball to return to the origin of the dragon. As he walked, the dustless old man pondered in his heart that once he made a breakthrough in his cultivation, he would be able to call the Ancestral Dragon Ball from his own origin, after all, he was also half an Ancestral Dragon.

At that time, the Dragon Ball felt that even if it was in the distant Heavenly Court, it would return to fly by itself, even if it was suppressed by the Emperor of Heaven and could not fly back, with the call of the Origin, the Emperor of Heaven would not be able to refine the Dragon Ball.

"As for those few Lingyuan Realm ants, if they can leave the Lingzu Cave Heaven alive, they will search for souls. ”

After all, the dustless old man has survived for endless years, he is thoughtful, and he is cunning, even if there is a ninety percent probability in his heart, he is sure that this thing was done by the Emperor of Heaven, but Li Xing and the others who are located in the Lingzu Cave Heaven, he will not let it go.

It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let go of one......