Chapter 132: My Young Ancestor
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Immediately, one by one, the monks were teleported.
There are those of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there are those of the Medicine Immortal Sect, there are those of the Heavenly Fire Sect...
The Jindan monks of each faction stood on the mountain, waiting for their respective monks to come out.
A flash of light flashed, and Tan Song appeared in mid-air.
"Boy, give me death!" said the Heavenly Sword Sect's Jindan Monk angrily.
A huge sword light fell from the sky and slashed down towards Tan Song.
Tan Song felt unable to move, and was locked on.
The Jindan monk of the Heavenly Sword Sect is very proud, even if you build the foundation of the Six Realms, in my hands, you are not like an ant.
Seeing that the sword was about to fall, Bingjiao appeared, and a huge aura directly shook the other party's suppression, and then a mouthful of white cold qi sprayed towards the sword ray.
The purple-gold sword was covered with white frost, and it clicked before collapsing.
Bingjiao is very proud!
Its cold aura is a natal supernatural power, which can freeze everything. Unless his strength is one level higher than him, he can't resist it at all.
The Heavenly Sword Sect's Jindan Cultivator's gaze fell on this ice Jiao, and then he sneered.
The man who came out of the secret realm had told him what had happened.
Kenzo is dead!
Several foundation building disciples died!
This Jindan monk almost didn't vomit blood.
Who is Kensan?
The super genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a cultivator of the Six Realms of the Foundation.
Not only that, but he is also the grandson of the Yuanying monk, and his status is noble.
The thought of Kenzo's death this time, he would definitely be punished when he returned, and his heart was angry.
"Fellow Daoists, join forces to kill this Ice Jiao, catch Tan Song, my Heavenly Sword Sect will be rewarded!"
The other Jindan monks had already prepared to make a move, and when they heard the Jindan monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect speak, they immediately shot one by one, and suddenly all kinds of divine lights flashed, and the power vibrate.
Tan Song looked at these guys, smiled coldly, and then quickly drilled towards the secret realm.
As long as he enters the secret realm, these guys can't help him.
At most, being trapped in one place temporarily, but it is countless times better than being caught.
As soon as Tan Song was about to go in, he felt that his whole body was stiff and difficult to move.
Not only him, but also Bingjiao.
At this moment, the space seemed to be completely frozen.
Even the other Jindan monks were the same.
In the sky, a figure suddenly appeared.
Tan Song looked at the man and wailed in his heart.
"It's actually Bai Jian, damn it, how could it be him. Tan Song was speechless in his heart.
At the beginning, he robbed the white sword fiercely, and then quickly escaped with the help of the Piercing Golden Dart.
Bai Jian is a Yuanying Monk, no matter how strong his strength is, there is no way to do anything about the Piercing Golden Dart.
After all, it was the condensation of the Order Artifact.
Bai Jian stood in the sky, proudly looking at everything below, extremely proud in his heart.
Looking at Tan Song, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, followed by a trace of ruthlessness.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Bai Jian shouted: "This Yuanchen Sect Ancestor White Sword!"
Suddenly, everyone suddenly realized that it was the ancestor of the Yuanying, no wonder it was so terrifying.
"Tan Song, you stole my treasures in the past, you were wanted by me, and you didn't repent, and now you have killed other sect disciples, see that I accepted your evil animal today. The White Sword Ancestor shouted righteously.
The other Jindan monks were speechless when they heard this.
Tan Song has a lot of treasures they know, and they originally thought that they could share a little, but now they have no share.
I saw that the white sword stretched out his hand and tapped it, and two rays of light fell towards Tan Song and Bingjiao.
Rumble?
Tan Song's body cracked, and the whole person fell to the ground, deeply injured, and blood kept spitting out.
Bingjiao also smashed on the ground, and the scales on its body fell a lot, the whole flesh and blood were blurred, and the breath was weakened, and it was dying.
"Damn the white sword, don't let me escape, or I won't bypass you. Tan Song scolded his mother in his heart, full of despair.
"Tianxu, there is no way, otherwise, I will be finished. Tan Song shouted miserably.
The spirit of the Tianxu Realm was also anxious.
He looked at all the treasures, and then said with a sad voice, "No, no treasures." ā
In the sky, the White Sword Ancestor raised his finger again, this was to kill Tan Song.
Yan Qiuya looked at Tan Song, and tears welled up.
But she didn't dare to go out, and she couldn't go out.
Tan Song is the wanted object of Yuanchenzong, even if it is useless to plead.
Fang Yuan smiled coldly, he had long known that the Ancestor was coming. Seeing Tan Song's situation at this time, he finally smiled.
On the other side, the disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect, the Bishan Sect, and the Heavenly Sword Sect were overjoyed when they saw this situation.
"Haha, this guy is finally going to die. You deserve it. ā
"Hmph, if you dare to kill the genius of my sect, it's too easy to kill him directly. ā
"It's a pity, although this guy is very cheating, but his cultivation is really powerful, he is even more genius than Jian San, if he doesn't die, he will definitely become a patriarch in the future. ā
One by one, the disciples looked at Tan Song, and they sighed differently in their hearts.
A little golden light condensed in Bai Jian's hand, and then quickly turned into a sword light and pointed towards Tan Song.
Bai Jian looked at Tan Song and quickly clicked.
"Hundred Flowers Ancestor, I'll kill this Tan Song and complete our agreement. Bai Jian was a little excited.
This Hundred Flowers Ancestor was robbed of the body by Tan Song for reincarnation, resulting in an old woman who could only regret her death.
Although she died, she was unwilling. She's resentful, she's angry. So she gave Bai Jian some of the treasures of her life and asked Bai Jian to kill Tan Song for her.
It is really because of this that Bai Jian will come here specifically.
Of course, this is also indispensable for the fortune calculation of the Hundred Flowers Ancestor of 4,000, which can calculate that Tan Song is here.
The sword flickered, its power was infinite, and it carried a terrifying aura.
The sword shot quickly towards Tan Song.
Tan Song closed his eyes in despair.
"Dare to hurt my sect young ancestor, you are so bold!"
A mighty voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and then a lotus flower appeared directly in front of Tan Song, emitting a white light, enveloping Bingjiao and Tan Song at once.
The sword slashed at the lotus flower and quickly dissipated.
A figure appeared beside Tan Song, and when he saw that Tan Song was fine, he was obviously relieved.
Tan Song looked at the person in front of him in amazement, thinking to himself who this person was, could it be a certain big man from the Dragon Clan who came to save Bingjiao.
But he saw this man bowing to him and said, "It's too late, please forgive me!"
Tan Song watched him bow, stunned in his heart.
"He bowed to me, when did I become the other party's young ancestor. Tan Song's face was full of doubts.
Not only him, but everyone else was also puzzled.
When did this Tan Song become a young ancestor.
This person who has just appeared has obviously cultivated to the sky, and he is a figure at the level of the ancestor of the Yuanying.
And such a character actually called Tan Song an ancestor.
Bai Jian's heart set off even more turbulent waves.
"Who is Your Excellency? I don't seem to know you. Tan Song asked.
This person smiled and said, "In the Blood Refining Sect Tianyi Ancestor, you have cultivated the Blood Refining Dafa, and you have successfully condensed nine stars, you are the Young Ancestor of my Blood Refining Sect." ā
After Tianyi Ancestor finished speaking, he began to check Tan Song's situation.
After all, I had only heard from the ancestor of the sect before, and I didn't know the real situation.
Over the years, he searched everywhere.
As early as ten years ago, he had already come to Yuanchen Sect.
It's a pity that at that time, Tan Song had just escaped from Yuanchen Sect.
Then Tan Song entered the secret realm of the Black Demon Abyss, and he had no choice but to guard outside.
This time Tan Song came out, and he came quickly.
shot at a critical moment and finally saved Tan Song.
He probed Tan Song's situation, and immediately found that Tan Song had actually successfully built a foundation, and the Blood Refining Dafa had also cultivated until the fifth moon.
This Blood Refining Dafa has a very serious impact on foundation building, in the past, in the Blood Refining Sect, there were people who exploded and died after cultivating to the Nine Stars.
Seeing that Tan Song actually cultivated to the fifth moon, he recognized Tan Song even more in his heart.
Tianyi Old Ancestor took a little hand, and a drop of green liquid flew towards Tan Song and fell into Tan Song's mouth.
Tan Song only felt a very strange energy enter his body, and then the injuries on his body quickly recovered.
However, in an instant, the original serious injuries recovered.
Several Jindan monks were stunned as they looked at the drop of green liquid.
"It seems to be the Divine Liquid of Life!" said a Jindan monk in shock.
Suddenly, the other Jindan monks nodded their heads.
The Life Divine Liquid is a more advanced thing than the Life Tree Crystal, even if the Jindan Monk wants to get a drop, it is very difficult, seeing this thing being taken by Tan Song, they are heartbroken one by one.
Tan Song stood up, feeling that his whole body was fine, and his cultivation had increased.
"Master, don't hurry up and heal me, I'm about to hang up. Seeing the change in the situation, Bingjiao immediately shouted loudly.
Seeing this, Tianyi Ancestor flew out another drop of life divine liquid, and those Jindan monks felt distressed again.
After swallowing the Life Divine Liquid, Bingjiao immediately recovered.
He had always been a little dissatisfied with Tan Song before, but at this time, when he saw that even the Yuan Ying Ancestor-level figure was called Tan Song Young Ancestor, he was immediately overjoyed, thinking that he had finally relied on a big backer.
Tianyi Ancestor turned to look at Bai Jian and shouted angrily: "You dare to hurt my young ancestor, why don't you come down and kowtow and admit your mistakes." ā
Bai Jian was furious and shouted: "What young ancestor, this is my Yuanchen Sect's rebellion, who is Your Excellency, and what is the conspiracy?"
Tianyi Ancestor shouted: "Since you refuse to admit your mistake, then I will take you down and hand you over to my young ancestor for punishment." ā
Tianyi Ancestor said that a world phantom appeared behind him.
"The power of the Secret Realm Origin!" Bai Jian was shocked.
The power of the origin of the secret realm is extremely huge, and Tan Song can't use it because his level is too low.
But Tianyi Ancestor is different, he is a Yuanying Cultivator, and he has been able to mobilize it with all his might.
And having the power of the origin of the secret realm means that the other party has the secret realm.
There is a huge difference between a primordial infant monk who has a secret realm and a primordial infant monk who does not have a secret realm, and it is not a level at all.
Escape!
The white sword turned and fled quickly.
But slowly!
A secret realm phantom directly suppressed him.
Bai Jian only felt that his whole person was pressed by thousands of mountains, and it was difficult to move, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Get me down!"
Tianyi Ancestor shouted, and suddenly the White Sword Ancestor fell quickly and fell directly to the ground.
Looking at the miserable appearance of the White Sword Ancestor, the other Jindan monks took a deep breath of cold air.
(To be continued.) )