Hulong Villa, secret room.

In the blood pool, a figure scabbed by blood sat cross-legged.

Mo Wentian has been practicing here for many years, and the demon blood in his body has been completely stimulated.

At this moment, he is consolidating his own cultivation.

Crack Crack Crack!

With the sound of shattering, the blood scab outside Mo Wentian's body began to break!

boom!

With a loud bang, all the blood scabs were shattered by the shock wave and spread out.

Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils turned into scarlet at this moment, which was very terrifying.

There was even a black air lingering around him.

This is the true blood of the demon clan, which is many times more intense than the ancestor Senluo.

And Mo Wentian's aura has reached the level of the peak Martial Emperor at this moment.

This is the benefit of the bloodline of the demon clan, which is much stronger than that of the human clan.

Mo Wentian stood up, clenched his fist and punched him on the stone wall in front of him.

The stone walls made of diamonds all over the body cracked apart a series of thick gaps on their arms at this moment.

"Lu Chen! I don't know how far you are now?!"

"Don't worry, after I thoroughly become familiar with this perfect demon body and accept the inheritance of the demon bloodline, I will punch you into blood mud with one punch. I hope you are not too weak, otherwise it would be too boring if that is the case!"

Mo Wentian looked at the void and looked in the direction where Qingyun Sect was located. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, full of murderous intent.

...

Daoxuan led people from four major forces to pass through the halls and came to the rear of Tongtian Peak, and then flew towards the direction of the ancestor ancestral hall on the back mountain.

"Please come with me, please don't make a loud noise."

Daoxuan landed on the mountain road below the ancestor's ancestral hall and instructed the people behind him to tell him.

The four great masters didn't even look at Dao Xuan, and their eyes directly looked at the forbidden area behind Qingyun Mountain, and they couldn't help but have a locked brow.

They did not feel the breath of Emperor Wu.

There are only two possibilities: either the other party's strength is far superior to theirs and has merged into the world, or there is no one at all.

However, they did not act rashly and followed Daoxuan carefully.

As long as you arrive at the ancestral hall, you will understand everything.

The back mountain is quiet, and the sound of insects and birds are endless, making people feel relaxed and at ease, and it feels like a paradise.

If you practice in this place, you may be much faster.

Of course, this is only for several martial emperors.

Soon, they arrived outside the Ancestor's Hall.

After that great battle many years ago, the Ancestral Hall had been renovated and did not look dilapidated, with a solemn and solemn feeling.

There are some fallen leaves in the open space in front of the ancestral hall.

A young man was sweeping the floor.

"Young Master Lu!"

Daoxuan walked forward and saluted slightly at Lu Chen.

This scene made many of the four major forces frown slightly.

What is the origin of this young man?

Can Daoxuan, the leader of Qingyun Sect, treat this?

Originally they thought Lu Chen was just a servant who swept the floor of Qingyun Sect, but at this moment, it was obvious that Lu Chen's origin was not simple.

However, when they detected Lu Chen's strength, they did not sense Lu Chen's strength at all, as if Lu Chen was just an ordinary person.

Lu Chen glanced at these people indifferently, nodded at Daoxuan, without saying anything, and then continued to sweep the floor.

The four Supreme Elders frowned, not understanding why Lu Chen gave them an extremely special feeling.

"Sir, follow me."

Daoxuan smiled slightly and bowed to lead the way.

People from the four major forces looked at each other and suppressed their doubts, not caring about this young man.

In their opinion, perhaps Lu Chen is not simple. He is probably the closed disciples of the Qingyun Sect who have a treasure that covers the breath, so Daoxuan respects him so much.

But they could not have imagined that a young man who was only over a hundred years old would be a ninth-grade martial emperor.

Even if they know, they may not take it seriously.

After all, there are four peak martial emperors here on their trip.

Unless Dongfang Haoxuan is here, no one can stop them.

Lu Chen glanced at the backs of several people and shook his head slightly, hoping that these people would not be too stupid.

Walking into the ancestral hall, the incense candle that had just been lit for a while was slowly emitting green smoke.

The surroundings are very clean, and even the ground is spotless, so it is obvious that it has just been cleaned.

But the eyes of the four supreme masters were always on the desk.

On it is placed the spiritual seat of the ancestors of Qingyun Sect from history!

Among them, three of them have just been added!

The spiritual position of Taoist Qianhe, the 105th generation leader of Qingyun Sect!

The spiritual position of Taoist Master Dongfang Haoxuan, the 103rd generation Supreme Elder of Qingyun Sect!

The spiritual position of Taoist Mo, the 103rd generation Supreme Elder of Qingyun Sect, is the spiritual position of Taoist Mo, Taoist Mo!

...

"All elders, family masters..."

Daoxuan brought incense from the side and was about to hand it to several supreme people, but found that an extremely powerful aura had erupted from all over the people.

"Hahaha! Sure enough, Dongfang Haoxuan has fallen!"

The Supreme Elder of Zangfeng Valley laughed out loud, took the lead and stepped out of the ancestor's ancestral hall and headed straight for the forbidden area of ​​Qingyun Back Mountain.

There is no need to think about it, the Zhuxian Sword is in the back mountain.

The other three Supreme Elders were not willing to be outdone and had left the ancestral hall almost at the same time.

The four of them ran and fought.

At this moment, they had only one idea in their mind, which was to get the Zhuxian Sword and kill the other party!

Other elders and disciples of major forces also started fighting at this moment.

The original alliance was disintegrated in an instant and turned into a life-and-death enemy.

Several of the slow reactions were already slapped to death by the other party.

For a moment, a war broke out in the entire ancestor's ancestral hall.

"Stop, call me and get out and call!"

Just as everyone was about to fight to the death, a slightly angry voice sounded, directly giving them all to the same place, allowing the rioting spiritual energy in their bodies to quickly return to the Qi Mansion.

No matter how they urge, it will be of no help.

Everyone was stunned, as if they had thought of something extremely terrible, and looked up at the young man holding a broom and watching them coldly.

It was him who took action!

Countless people swallowed their saliva and their hearts were shaken.

They never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man could suppress hundreds of them without any action, including more than a dozen martial saints.

This control power is close to the Martial Emperor who controls the world!

Could it be that this young man is actually Emperor Wu?!

Moreover, this understanding of the power of heaven and earth is definitely no less than that of some ninth-grade martial emperors!

This is what they thought at the moment, sweat was left behind, their clothes had already been wet, and their hearts were filled with fear.

They have a feeling that their lives are all in the other person's thoughts.

They have not experienced this feeling of life and death in the hands of others for many years.

Why does Qingyun Sect still have such a person?
Chapter completed!