The Demon Ancestor, who had been hiding for a long time after his resurrection, was finally trapped on a deserted island in the East China Sea by Jun Changxiao.
In the distance are the disciples of the Eternal Sect and the thousand-frame Diablo, and nearby are the top powerhouses of the stone statue clan and the dragon clan, just like the robbers of the century surrounded by a large number of police cars in three circles and three circles outside.
Poor, sad.
"Jie jie jie!"
Jun Changxiao covered his face with one hand and let out a strange laugh.
I was thinking about the Demon Ancestor before, but now I accidentally found it when I was building a teleportation base station in the East China Sea.
"..."
The Sangong Jiuqing and the Three Dragon Kings were speechless.
They swore that they had never heard such a lowly laughter!
"Why."
Demon Ancestor sighed helplessly, and said, "Is it still exposed?"
The powerhouses of the stone statue clan and the dragon clan frowned.
It's really hard to imagine that this young man who seems to be in his early twenties is actually the leader of the Demon Clan who dared to contend with the Ten Great Immortal Sects a hundred thousand years ago!
"so what!"
Mo Zu proudly raised his chest.
The current situation is very unfavorable to him, but it doesn't matter, because a generation of heroes has never seen such a big storm, how can they be in adversity and fear anyone!
"Hoo hoo!"
The majestic demonic energy gathered, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
"good."
"I am the Demon Ancestor!"
"Lord of the Demon Clan!"
A few words shouted out, the heroic power became stronger, and the readers present were not only in awe, but also fell into deep thought, who is the villain in this book
"Jie jie jie!"
Jun Chang laughed strangely again, and said, "Have you admitted it?"
"Boy!"
The demon ancestor's eyes were about to burst and he said: "Your disciple snatched the body of the ancestor's innate holy demon. This is a bloody enmity. Sooner or later..."
"Get it for me!"
Jun Changxiao didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and shouted loudly.
"brush!"
"brush!"
Sangong Jiuqing and the three dragon kings rushed over, because the other party was a strong man from 100,000 years ago. To show respect and prudence, the peak truth-seeking realm exploded completely.
"..."
Mozu's expression brightened.
If he was only facing an intermediate level like Liu Sinan, he was confident that he could fight for 300 rounds, but if he faced the peak level with his current strength, the result would definitely be disappointing!
"Boy!"
He resentfully said: "Let me wait for this ancestor!"
"brush!"
Ten fingers intertwined, eyes turned red instantly, and roared: "Magic Seal..."
The sound suddenly stopped, because a majestic aura appeared on his head, so he raised his head hastily, and saw a giant tower carrying an ancient aura crashing down.
"not good!"
The expression on Mozu's face changed.
In an instant, a strong sense of ominousness and uneasiness came to my heart!
You can't get hit, you have to dodge!
"Great Shuttle Technique!"
At the very moment, the Demon Ancestor cast some kind of supernatural power, but before the sound fell, he heard a "boom", and the Tianyuan Soul Suppressing Tower was firmly pressed on the small island like a mountain, with powerful power rippling, and the surrounding seas were boiling stand up.
The Stone Statue Clan and Dragon Clan powerhouses were stunned.
What is this stuff? Why does it emit a dreadful breath!
…
Since the Tianyuan Soul Suppressing Tower was changed to the Prison Suppressing Tower, it has rarely been used to smash people, and today it made its debut in the upper realm.
What about Mo Zu
was locked in.
However, when Jun Chang smiled and retracted the Tower of Soul Suppression, he lightly supported it with the palm of his hand, and his spiritual thoughts merged into it, and found that the guy was lying on the ground lifeless, so he said in amazement: "Is this dead?"
"Ran."
The system said: "There is only one body left."
Just now, in the blink of an eye, the demon ancestor used the great shuttle technique of the demon tribe's secret method, and his soul and body quickly separated, and disappeared into the void without a trace.
"Damn it."
Jun Changxiao said angrily, "Let him slip away!"
"normal."
The system said: "The top ten immortal sects and all clans can only watch him resurrect. How can the host be caught with the current strength."
If it was just an ordinary truth-seeking realm, it would be impossible to escape in such a situation, but the Demon Ancestor is a Demon Ancestor after all, and if there is no life-saving hole card at a critical moment, he is not worthy of being a super (send) level (wealth) anti (children) faction (child) up.
"Why."
Jun Chang smiled and shook his head.
However, it was quick to laugh.
Although Mozu ran away, his body remained, just enough for Ye Xingchen to use.
"Back to the sect!"
"yes!"
The senior members of the Wangu sect and their disciples headed back home.
The stone statue clan and dragon clan powerhouses also returned to their respective ancestral lands.
On the way, I always wondered whether it was a bit too much to rely on one's own strength to fight against the ten great immortal sects and the demon ancestors of various races a hundred thousand years ago.
no way.
The person has just been resurrected, and his cultivation is less than 10% of the peak.
Otherwise, not to mention the top leaders of the two major ethnic groups, it would be worthwhile to face Gongsun Ruoli who is half a step away.
After all, the reason why Mo Zu is very tragic is that his state has never recovered, otherwise he would definitely be beaten like a dog and called his father.
…
The vast universe starry sky.
Dozens of steel warships were moving at top speed.
They came from the star spirit world and have been traveling for nearly two years.
"boom!"
"boom!"
In a certain cabin, there was a booming sound.
Numbers kept appearing on the enchantment similar to the formation light curtain, from five or six thousand at the beginning to more than nine thousand.
"General."
A voice came over: "You have reached your limit."
"boom!"
The muscular middle-aged man with his upper body exposed gave another punch, then stopped, then took the bath towel handed by his subordinates to wipe off the sweat on his face, and said, "How long will it take to reach the upper realm?"
"To the General."
The subordinate said: "About a year."
The general sat down and covered his head with a towel, his deep eyes flashed with fighting intent, and said: "Before the Third Fleet was destroyed, it sent information that there were powerful men with over 10,000 combat powers there, so waiting another year is a bit urgent. "
"General."
The subordinate said weakly: "Your fighting power is only over nine thousand, I'm afraid..."
"boom!"
The general stood up suddenly and punched the barrier.
"Beep beep!"
The originally fixed value of more than 9,000 points soared to 10,000 in an instant, and the voice said coldly: "Are you questioning this general?"
"..."
His men's complexion suddenly changed.
After erupting for so long, it didn't break through 10,000, why did it reach it all of a sudden!
"General!"
At this time, a voice sounded in the battleship: "According to the investigation, there are unstable factors in the space system of the Canghai Realm. We can rely on the large distortion array to connect with it, so as to reach the destination faster."
"How fast?"
"About three to five months."
"Notice to go on, start the distortion array."
"yes!"
…
"call out"
Dozens of steel warships had just arrived at the Canghai Boundary area, and instantly got in by virtue of the turbulence generated by the space, which indicated that the catastrophe in the upper realm was about to come early.
"General!"
"A soul body is found ahead."
"Catch it back."
"yes!"
The bottom of the main battleship opened, a thick muzzle appeared, and then a stream of light was ejected, and then turned into a large net, capturing the souls floating in the deep space.
"General!"
"This is a soul from the Demon Realm. Its strength and potential are estimated at 6200."
"The soul of the demon world?"
The middle-aged man sitting in the cockpit asked in surprise, "How could it be in the distant Canghai Realm? Could it be an ancient immigrant?"
"Inject the soul control liquid."
"Place it on the No. 9527 first-level corpse."
"yes!"