Ancestral realm, general realm.

A giant witch who is as magnificent as a mountain walked towards the magnificent city ahead by stepping on the mountains, rivers, forests and seas under her feet.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The whole earth seemed to be trembling.

Countless humans, whether from the earth or from the ordinary world, all looked at that direction in horror.

Most people on Earth know that this day is the time to worship their ancestors, so they have long entered the ancestral realm and watched.

Countless cities under the Yanhuang Domain of Dongtuzhou were crowded with people.

And the other continent, Xique State, can only be watched through broadcasting.

In the central Yanhuang City, there are very few players who can enter, and there are even less Yanhuang Temple. Any of the guards are high-level players at the Flying Realm level 60.

So I could only watch the fun, but I was very excited.

"The monsters in the sky are so strong! I don't know where they came from!"

"I heard that it was awakened by a man who called himself the Witch Emperor. I wonder if it is the plot of this mortal world..."

"Fortunately, everyone rushed to Yanhuang City... the battle could not affect us."

"We should be glad that our level is too low... People don't want to hurt us. Haha..."

A group of people discussed at the Ancestral Realm Forum, and they didn’t even have the intention to practice. For those who just want to visit the Ancestral Realm, they just regarded it as watching a movie.

In the distance, as this famous Tianwu walked towards Yanhuang City, dense figures rushed out of the Yanhuang Temple like streaming light, wearing golden armor, holding a bright silver spear, and staring coldly.

Similarly, at the end of these heavenly witches, a young man in white clothes sat cross-legged on the shoulders of the tallest heavenly witch.

In front of the young man in white, there was a middle-aged man in gray who was almost about to swallow the sky and was soaring.

"Witch Crow, one month... If you rely on these heavenly witches, it would be a bit difficult to attack the Yanhuang Temple..."

The middle-aged man in gray was tying his head.

"As the Heavenly Witch... it is just used to deal with some small reptiles." Ling Zutian slowly stood up, his handsome face as intact as before, and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the guards of the Yanhuang Temple in the distance fought with the heavenly witches. The whole sky was like a nuclear bomb explosion, covered with clouds of various colors.

"Do you have a backup plan?"

The man in gray seemed to understand the other party's tone and suddenly asked, "But what if you fail? If you want to disrupt the secrets of heaven and break the great way, sit in the master of the ancient god world, and become the supreme and only true emperor. Not to mention the disappearing ancestor Ye, you are the six. Are you sure you can defeat it?"

"I have been planning for thousands of years, not without considering this..."

Ling Zutian had expected it and said calmly, "I led the Witch God into the void and controlled the Witch Clan in the six realms to fight the other five realms, causing the Lords of the Six Realms to enter the void and fight with the Witch God. They are already weak. It would be great if they can come out two..."

Hearing this, the man in gray subconsciously looked at him in horror.

It is said that the six gods in the six realms have disappeared for many years in the void war with the witch god.

Unexpectedly, he was manipulating behind this scene.

"If it were only two gods and holy ..."

Speaking of this, a hint of coldness appeared in Ling Zutian's eyes, "I have my own means to deal with it! If the gods come, I will kill the gods!"

The man in gray took a deep breath and asked again: "But I heard that the Ye Zu had come, and the Taishang Haoran Sect was destroyed by it..."

Listening to the man in gray, Ling Zutian laughed a few times and interrupted directly:

"Just rumor... Feng Qingge is a little wise. He knows that Xi Shen is not here now. If he wants to suppress the many powerful people in this mortal world, he can only use Ye Zu, a greater existence, to intimidate him."

"The Supreme Haoran Sect was probably destroyed by her. She had already had a grudge against Emperor Haoran..."

"If... he really appears, I will keep a backup plan and will not die. But this possibility is almost zero."

Ling Zutian's smile was like the smile of an old fox when he looked at his prey.

At this time, several streams of light flew over the sky in the distance. After joining the battlefield, they instantly destroyed the sky witches like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Oh, it seems that some big ants are coming out."

Ling Zutian looked at the several streams of lights in the distance with interest. He recognized that he was really the elite backbone led by the three major sects.

"The strongest human race in the world is among these, and most of the rest of the cultivators are admitted by the Yanhuang Domain." The man in gray said in a deep voice.

Ling Zutian pointed to the front and said lightly: "Go, otherwise you will have a slept in vain for thousands of years."

"good!"

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"Qingling, you enter the temple first."

Xue Qianlong looked at the figure ahead coldly.

At the same time, there were two people around her, Jian Cangqing and Wu Xiaosheng.

Not far below is a huge city like winding mountains, and an exquisite and luxurious palace is located in the distance.

Yanhuang Temple.

"This aura...is the breath of the Demon... the Demon Lord?"

However, just as Qiao Qingling was about to leave, Wu Xiaosheng's face changed drastically, and he looked at the ordinary man in gray ahead with a serious expression.

"Demon Lord Wilderness?" Qiao Qingling was stunned and then curiously said, "What is that?"

"I am the overlord of the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm ranks among the top six realms. The martial arts physical strength is extremely powerful and domineering. It can be overturned by mountains and rivers and backwards of the sea and rivers... The founder of my Burning Flame Martial Sect is a powerful man who has three bloodlines of human, demons and monsters..."

As the man in gray became clearer, Wu Xiaosheng's face became paler.

"Qingling, you should retreat quickly and go to the temple to perform a worship ceremony. I am afraid that this person is not able to deal with only one person."

The sword behind Jian Cangsheng kept ringing, and the fighting spirit was full of fighting spirit.

Qiao Qingling nodded and flew to the palace below.

As soon as she left, a vast laugh suddenly came from the sky:

"The old monsters in the world are dead, and only you are left... Well, I, the Demon Lord of the Martial Arts, will play with you..."

The sound came, and the guards in front of the temple gate all looked pale, as if they were laughing on their backs and fainted.

Even Qiao Qingling felt a little dizzy in her head.

"The Martial Split Demon Lord? What a strong aura..."

Qiao Qingling took a deep breath, but her eyes were a little firmer and walked towards the center of the temple.

The towering hall of divine and majestic seem simple, but it has an ancient and silent atmosphere, which makes people feel awe.

It was like the sound of the ancient times, coming from all around.

Qiao Qingling suddenly felt an excited and surging wave in her heart, and endless expectation surged in her heart.

"Ye Zu, the great existence in the founding of the ancestral world... The pioneer of the human race, Xi Shen, passed on the two gods of the sun and the moon..."

A series of historical macroscopy flashed through my mind, surrounded by statues of the temple guarding the strong.

"Qingling? I didn't expect you to have arrived?"

On the platform dozens of meters away, Feng Qingge, dressed in a red robe, looked at Qiao Qingling slowly floating up with great majesty, and nodded slightly.

"Yes, Domain Lord, the three masters asked me to worship first, and they resist the Martial Split Demon Lord behind..."

Standing on the high platform, Qiao Qingling saw countless powerful men crawling below with their heads lowered, and some were even elders of the Three Sects.

Generally, the two continents of the realm are divided into East Tuzhou and West Quezhou, which are the places where humans live. At this time, all the strong people are in this temple.

"The Martial Split Demon Lord? Is he another old monster that has been around for thousands of years?"

Feng Qingge's expression changed slightly, and she murmured a few times, then said lightly: "Qingling. You live in the spiritual body of heaven and have the resources of heaven. You can reach this level in more than a month. You are indeed qualified to worship in advance. Kneel down and remember that you have sincerity and do not think differently, otherwise you will be devoured by the power of his ancestors..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Qingling knelt down obediently, closed her hands and stroked her forehead, and knelt on the cushion below.

A rumbling sound rang out, as if something was rising, and a huge divine power suddenly rushed down.

The next moment, countless strong men below crawled lower and their bodies began to tremble.

Qiao Qingling's whole body was also tense. Under the pressure of this divine power, she couldn't help but tremble, but found that her whole body was stiff and difficult to move.

The consciousness seems to be eroded by this pressure and it is difficult to think.

"Qingling, raise your head and bow!"

But at this time, a drink made her sober.

Suddenly, Qiao Qingling's full strength returned, and she was shocked and unthinkable.

At that moment just now, she seemed to feel that her soul was being contained and she could not think at all. If she hadn't been awakened by this sacred cry, she would have fainted...

‘Is it difficult to support the Broken Heaven Realm under the statue of Ye Zu... Master said, I was too radical and the base may not be solid, so I am easily affected by it.’

Without thinking, Qiao Qingling, with reverence and worship, raised her hands on each other's forehead and her eyes slowly, and her heart seemed to be purified by divine power, leaving only one thought.

It was a sculpture full of supreme majesty, but the sculpture was carved into a handsome man who was extremely young and like an emperor.

He was wearing a moon-colored robe, his long hair was like a shawl of ink, and his hands were slightly raised, as if he was giving the worshipper a kindness, but his cold eyes were filled with a hint of pity.
To be continued...