"These are all your martial arts, the Great Cloud Palm, the No Forefather God Sword, the Ten Thousand God Sword Bell, and the Tianyin Demon Sword. You actually have so many earth-level martial arts!"

Old Bai seemed to have lost his soul and stood there.

A pair of eyes embedded in the wrinkled face. At this moment, he looked at the boy in shock and looked at him, as if he was looking at a monster: "Can you really be a god, from the yellow level to the earth level, close to 100,000 martial arts!"

Hundreds of thousands of martial arts were filled with the holy sacrifice, and the elegance of the book brought him a feeling of an unprecedented impact, like a tsunami that flooded him! Feeling suffocated: "Who can the young man show that he is not a god clan with such a foundation?"

"Shocked!"

The mentality of not being surprised by favors and disgraces was also breathing in, full of injustice: "I thought that exhausting all the martial arts that have gathered throughout my life was amazing enough. Compared with the boy, it would be a witch."

Xiao Nan said that he was not a god clan, and he didn't believe it anymore. It's ridiculous that he thought the young man was proud and looked down on his martial arts. In fact, he was really qualified to be proud. The family's revealed secret blinded him! "I am willing to accept the loss. All the Musashi here belongs to you. The hero is a young man, and I am so clumsy."

Before Xiao Nan could answer, Bai shook his head bitterly, Gu Ying sighed, and there was more frustration under the moonlight.

He wanted to hit the boy and warn him not to be arrogant. Who is hitting who is now?

The boy told him with his actions: "You are wrong. I have all the martial arts you have, and I have what you don't have, too!"

Many of these martial arts are extremely ancient and have been lost over the years. Even an ancient place like Donghuang Mountain may not be able to be translated.

"You kid, you have rich martial arts skills, and you are not much inferior to the Martial Arts Academy in the Domain. If you didn't say earlier, you must make a fool of yourself. I will help you kill the King of Fighting Sword Emperor today."

He was deeply hit, gritted his teeth, and almost stomped his feet and cursed: "This kid, could it be that this method to seize his martial arts scriptures? Alas, even if he knew it was a trap, it would be too late. He is willing to accept the loss as a senior.

"Dou King Sword Emperor, can you really kill this kid? With his foundation, will he have no trump card?"

His heart was trembling again at this moment. If he didn't take action, the young man wouldn't be able to survive. Maybe! When this kid exiled the King of Sky, he was dead in the eyes of the world. In the end, he was not reversed. He was a big-faced warrior. If you think he was sure to lose, you were naive.

He looked down on this kid, didn’t he just look down on himself? Thinking of this, his old face turned red, his heart was so hot that it was like a burning fire, and he sighed: “It’s so embarrassing, it’s so unlucky to see this kid.”

"Senior, you finally said it, you are the one who takes action today."

Xiao Nan's smile made Old Bai very unhappy, and he snorted with a blue face: "It's better to see you feed the old masturbation of Cang Jian Emperor."

"Don't say that, I have no kindness to the Kun Demon Tribe, but I have righteousness."

Shrugged and touched his nose. Xiao Nan looked at Old Bai lying back on the rattan chair, but said anxiously: "I have no intention of cheating on my senior, but I don't want to show off. I didn't expect that in the end, it still made my senior sad."

His guilty look made Old Bai feel much more comfortable: "You kid, you are a little conscientious. Get out of here with these martial arts. It would be a waste to stay with me, a person who is about to die."

"Everything in the world has its own cause and effect. Perhaps, what they are waiting for is the master who truly promotes it."

Mr. Bai swept through the bookcase and felt reluctant to leave: "These are all like my children. I hope you can treat you well. The martial arts method needs to be carried forward. A tolerant heart is indispensable."

"The seniors are so noble and honest, and I admire them very much. However, the Kunpeng tribe also needs martial arts to pass on, so let's stay. I will choose to record a few useful martial arts, and it's more than complementary to each other, which is my blessing."

Xiao Nan suggested that the place of the holy sacrifice, Bai Lao’s collection also contains several volumes of martial arts that are extremely precious to his eyes. It is a sutra that has not been found in the Emperor Prison Sutra Pavilion, which is very suitable for him to copy and include it.

"You guys are very sensible. Don't want to know what I should tell you. I have said everything I shouldn't say, and I am the true identity of me."

Old Bai, like a boy, raised his eyelids and opened his mouth under the light of fireflies: "I am the former chief of the Kun Demon Division, Meng Baifeng, and also the father of Meng Yanqing. Shi Yun, I should call me grandpa."

"The former chief of Kunpeng tribe!"

Xiao Nan's body shook, but quickly suppressed his shock. The scene fell into Old Bai's eyes and smiled bitterly: "It seems that you guessed it."

"My younger generation, I have a little speculation and I believe that the senior is Shiyun's relative, but I didn't expect it to be her biological grandfather."

Shaking his head, he looked like something unexpected: "He is now confused that Meng Baifeng is clearly alive, but he passed the throne to Meng Yanqing, and he does not recognize Shi Yun, why is it?"

Shi Yun, lonely and helpless, was not very valued in the Kun Demon Tribe, but found a close old man in the holy sacrifice place and bothered her. There were many stories worthy of his guess! He guessed the beginning, but did not guess the end, and the old man's identity appeared on the surface and was more confused: "The Kun Demon Tribe seems to have hidden too much past, and everyone has pursuits, laying the cause and effect of involvement in the pursuit."

Cause and effect create changes in the Kun Yao tribe and also lead to a character and story.

"What you want to hear next is the whole story. It's interesting to say. I'm because of it making all kinds of decisions and it's exiled to you. Destiny is really magical. It seems that you and I have fate."

The young man was slightly eccentric. Old Bai leaned his hands behind his head, lying on a rattan chair and looking at the stone roof of the Holy Prison. Under the moonlight, there were projections of small stars flowing, pulling his thoughts as if he had returned to a very distant era.

He said in this way: "You should know that it is the god of the Kun Demon Tribe, the King of the Sky, our demon-controlling lineage, an invincible existence, a peerless martial king-level giant, and the Kun Demon Tribe, exists for him."

"this!"

Xiao Nan's heart suddenly jumped.

Old Bai continued to say: "Our first generation was born by the fusion of his essence and blood and the demon lineage, and founded the Kun Demon Division, obeying his will, and willing to give his life for him."

"This is the ancestral teaching, written on the monument of the temple. You think it was carved by the ancestors, but in fact it was carved by the king of the sky for us!"

"He is everything for us. He must obey his will when he lives, and dies as a blood slave and uses it for him. This is fate. Until he suffers severe damage one day and is close to his death, he chooses to engrave his own sarcophagus."

"After sleeping for thousands of years, descendants must nourish him with infinite essence and blood. When he returns sacredly, his strength will definitely surpass himself before he achieves the position of Emperor Wu. All tribesmen of all generations have paid the price according to the ancestral teachings."

"It will soon be my generation, and it is very close to the recovery of the King of Sky, but I don't want to. An ancestor who can even sacrifice his tribe, his resurrection may not be a good thing for the tribe, nor for all living beings in heaven and earth."

"My choice is useless. It is to escape. With the help of foreign enemies, in front of the people of the Kun Demon Tribe and look at him. From then on, my descendant Meng Yanqing took over the leadership of the Kun Demon Tribe."

"I have been in the Holy Sacrifice Land for decades, and no one knows my identity. Even Shi Yun has always thought she was an old slave who swept the floor, but in fact there are no old slaves here at all."

"I thought it was good enough to hide. Meng Yanqing was not strong enough and could not obtain too much essence and blood to support the King of the Sky. However, I was wrong. He actually took the risk and was close to becoming a demon. Even his wife was cruel to take action."

"I thought about stopping it, but it was too late. His personality had changed a long time ago, but I could only choose to hide. At the beginning, I would bite the bullet and walk on my knees."

"This was not his responsibility. It was me who gave him this burden. What was my fault? What qualifications were there to blame him? So in the end, the blood sacrifice of the Kun Demon Tribe."

When the old man said this, his expression appeared endless loneliness, and a trace of deep regret could not be concealed under his old pupils.

"His thoughts should have been treated well by time and will always be sealed. With his old age and death, he actually revealed his heart to a young man who had not long been recognized tonight."

"Senior, now I am free. The King of Sky can no longer bind the Kun Demon Division."

Looking at him, the old man could empathize with his mood. Such helplessness was a pain of struggle with fate but unable to escape.

He thought, if he had not returned for a hundred thousand years, would he repeat the chapter written by the long river of fate for him, go through the established nodes, and repeat the sad situation! However, he controlled his life and seized the hope in reincarnation, and must change his destiny: "This is his hope, endless hope, and hope that even if he is an enemy of the gods in the sky!"

"Thank you for your understanding. I thought... I would hear the word "cowardly" from you. It's very embarrassing, boy."

Bai Lao opened his mouth, sat upright from a rattan chair, bathed in the moonlight, staring at him, word by word, very serious: "Do you think I am really free?"

"The Kunpeng tribe has also been truly freed. It has never been bound by fate. Has the ancestral teachings from the King of the Sky disappeared?"

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Nan subconsciously asked back.

"Fate will not let us go."

The old man shook his head, which one is very determined. With a wave of his hand, the huge holy sacrifice land turned into a small ball of light, and the scenery outside the window changed from a dark forest to an endless star dome.

These star domes are also extremely magical. Each star turns out to be the incarnation of a demon soul.

One by one, all kinds of strange things, with wings, nine legs, twelve eyes, and nineteen ears. They are in charge of the major forces of earth, water, fire and wind. They are powerful and weak, and are surrounded by the holy prison as if thousands of stars arched the moon.

This scene was really magnificent and shocking, with a vast demonic aura. It was clearly in the world of the mortal world, but I didn't know what happened but came to another space. The demon souls I saw were real, and could touch them, and could feel their joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness that touched them.
Chapter completed!