"Zhao Zhenren, you dare to attack my Hengyue Sect without returning to the Valley, aren't you afraid to wait for the return of my sect's Yuanying Patriarch and destroy you?"

Huanglong Zhenren rode the Purple Spirit Sword, standing in the sky above the Hengyue Sect, facing the black flying boat.

"Yuanying Patriarch? that little doll who can use a sword? hahahaha!"

Zhao Zhenren of Wuhui Valley looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said: "Huanglong, Huanglong, a lie has been told for ten years, and many sects in the Zhao Kingdom have been frightened by you, and you can be regarded as having some ability." ”

Zhao Zhenren waved his hand, and a pitch-black long sword appeared in his hand, and a burst of ghost crying wolf howls sounded on the pitch-black long sword, and the terrifying power made people palpitate.

"Huang Long, call out that Sword Immortal Patriarch! A junior in the Qi cultivation period, even if he has obtained any special treasures, how much ability does he have?"

"You!"

The head of the Yellow Dragon was so angry that his face turned red, the hand holding the Purple Spirit Sword trembled a little, and he sighed in his heart, "Wang Yue, where have you been? If you don't come back, the Hengyue Sect will be destroyed!"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Zhenren laughed loudly, his arrogance became even more arrogant, and he said sharply: "Can't you call it, can you?"

"You're looking for me?"

At this time, a cold voice sounded behind him, and a solemn sword aura spread, like cold as ice, cold to the bone.

Zhao Zhenren's face changed greatly, and he turned back suddenly, only to see a cold young man in a black robe with black hair standing in the void.

The young man's face was expressionless, but his eyes revealed endless coldness, as if it was a place of death.

When the head of Huanglong saw that familiar figure, his heart immediately burst into joy, and he shouted: "The ancestor is back! The disciples of the Hengyue Sect, the ancestor is back!"

"Patriarch, Swordsman Patriarch?"

Hearing the words of the head of the Yellow Dragon, the disciples in the mountain sect of the Hengyue Sect were suddenly shocked.

Ten years have passed, and the Hengyue Sect has recruited some new disciples, and these people do not know Wang Yue.

However, those disciples in the past still remembered the person who defeated Pu Nan Zhenren with a sword light and caused the Daoxuan Sect to be wiped out.

"Wang Yue? Coming back?"

In the middle of the mountain gate, Wang Zhuo looked up at the figure who was dressed in black and was confronting Zhao Zhenren of the Returnless Valley, with a very complicated expression on his face.

"You are the ancestor of the Hengyue Sect, the sword immortal in their mouth?"

Wuhui Gu Zhao Zhenren frowned and looked at Wang Yue, with some suspicion in his heart, "This person has no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, but he has a strange aura, which is really strange." ”

At this moment, Wang Yue had already transferred to the path of the ancient gods, dispersed his spiritual power, and integrated it all into his body, and the only thing left was only sword qi.

"You just said you were going to chop me up and feed it to the dogs?"

Wang Yue glanced at Zhao Zhenren of Wuhui Valley coldly, raised his hand and stretched out a finger, and said indifferently: "I only move one finger, if you can catch me without dying, I will spare your life!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

A low-level monk like Zhao Zhenren naturally didn't know about the existence of the ancient gods.

Not sensing the fluctuations in Wang Yue's spiritual power made him even more convinced that Wang Yue relied on foreign treasures, but he had no strength himself.

"Isn't it a shame, don't you know if you try?" Wang Yue sneered and pointed out.

Bang!

An earth-shattering loud bang erupted in the void, and with a finger, the wind and clouds were agitated, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

The ancient gods pointed out, and the heavens and the earth were terrified!

Wang Yue is still only a two-star ancient god, and this magic power cannot reach the level of fear of heaven and earth, but in this finger, it also contains Wang Yue's sword qi.

This is the supreme power that was born after the fusion of the Silent Artistic Conception and the Body-Breaking Sword Qi, and it was released with the divine power of the ancient gods, how could it be resisted by a mere Yuanying monk?

A little cold sword light bloomed at the fingertips.

Silence, destruction of all things!

Turning to the path of the ancient gods, the sword qi and the artistic conception of annihilation are all transformed into body supernatural powers, which are more easily used than spiritual power drives.

Rumble!

A huge sword roar shot into the sky.

With this point, the sword qi that shattered all things burst out, directly piercing Zhao Zhenren's eyebrows, and then the power of annihilation and the power of the ancient gods exploded, turning him into ashes in an instant.

A finger pointed out, and the real person of the Yuan Infant fell.

Such a majesty shocked everyone present.

On the black flying boat, the disciples of the Valley of No Return collapsed to the ground with pale faces, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

The people of the Hengyue Sect were also frightened by Wang Yue's monstrous might.

"Meet the Sword Immortal Patriarch!"

The head of Huanglong greeted him with excitement on his face, and saluted Wang Yue respectfully.

"Meet the Sword Immortal Patriarch!"

At this time, the people of Hengyue Sect also came back to their senses and hurriedly saluted Wang Yue.

In the cultivation world, strength is respected, there is no order of learning, and those who reach it are teachers, even if Wang Yue has the same identity as them back then, Wang Yue's strength at this moment is enough to make him a veritable ancestor.

"Welcome back to the Sword Immortal Patriarch!"

Everyone in the Hengyue Sect shouted again, and respectfully bowed down to Wang Yue.

On the second day, an astonishing piece of news spread throughout the Zhao Kingdom's cultivation world.

When the head of the Wuhui Valley Zhao brought the elite disciples to attack the Hengyue Sect, the Sword Immortal Patriarch of the Hengyue Sect suddenly returned and killed the Zhao Sect in the middle of the Yuan Infant with the power of one finger.

The people of Wuhui Valley were frightened, and they were merged into the Hengyue Sect.

As soon as this news came out, the entire Yue Kingdom cultivation community was suddenly shocked.

Some sects that were planning to fight the idea of the Hengyue Sect secretly rejoiced, and then immediately sent someone to send a rich gift.

Some sects that had made good friends with Wuhui Valley hurriedly came to visit, apologized, and began to take refuge in the Hengyue Sect.

Between the Hengyue Sect and the Wuhui Valley, all the small sects in this area did not hesitate to throw themselves into the Hengyue Sect.

In this way, the situation in the Yue cultivation world has changed greatly, and the Hengyue Sect, which was about to decline, has become so powerful that it occupies half of the Yue cultivation world.

"Okay, good! The revitalization of the sect is hopeful!" Huang Long, the head of the sect, stroked his beard and smiled, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the strange situation on Wang Yue.

As a doppelganger of the Lord of the Four Holy Sects, the head of the Yellow Dragon Sect naturally did not lack knowledge.

Wang Yue Youzi systematically hid the aura of the ancient gods, and the magic power of the ancient gods was also a sword intent cast, without revealing any signs of the ancient gods.

Although he couldn't see the clue, the head of Huanglong also vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Wang Yue was able to grow up so quickly, how could he not have his own secrets? If it wasn't for the reincarnation of a certain big man, he would definitely have obtained a supreme opportunity.

But for the sect, this is a good thing.

The head of Huanglong is just a doppelganger used for reincarnation perception, and managing one's own one-third of an acre of land and experiencing one's own life completely is the best way to practice.

"I actually became the ancestor of the Hengyue Sect, but I like this name very much. "Wang Yue still has a good impression of the name given to Hengyue Sect.

"Now that you have become the ancestor of the Hengyue Sect, then you have to take good care of this sect. ”

Bai Yu said lightly in Wang Yue's mind.

(End of chapter)