Chapter 834 The Evil Ancestors

Zhao Di's mind was determined, and immediately the sleeve robe shook, Wu Xia flashed, and a piece of black crystal flew out and fell to the cyan figure!

As soon as the stone came out, the cyan figure suddenly hummed, and the aura on its body suddenly faded. The body shook, and the human form was blurred in an instant, and it almost turned into a blue shadow.

Even the demon Xiu surnamed Bi, who is hundreds of feet away, is also dark on his body, his body is staggering, and at the same time, he is crazy to urge his body to finally stabilize his body!

Although the ice wind dragonfly and the spirit child were prepared early, they were also affected and flew to the distance in advance.

"What's the matter? There is a terrible feeling that the mana is sealed!" Yaoxiu's face changed greatly. He didn't have time to figure out the mystery. Zhao Di had turned into a golden shadow and shot at the virtual spirit people.

"Damn it, what's going on! He has such magical power that he can even seal most of my spiritual power!" The virtual spirit king was caught off guard. Suddenly, his mana was greatly reduced, and the dodge speed was much slower. His face was full of panic and he watched Zhao Di attack in front of him in the blink of an eye!

"Break!" Zhao Di shouted again, his whole body was irritated, his body was golden, and his body was shining. With a silent empty fist, he sacrificed it again, and then suddenly burst out an amazing magic power, making the King of the virtual spirit at all!

"My clan will definitely avenge my king..." The virtual king suddenly flashed his eyes and looked at Zhao Di with hatred, with a look of great unwillingness!

"Bun!" In a loud noise, the golden light shone in the fist, the void was torn apart, and the blue figure also completely collapsed and disappeared into the invisible!

"Plap!" Two storage bracelets fell from the scattered shadow and were rolled up by Zhao Di's magic and put into the sleeves.

"Bi Daoyou, Zhao advises you not to do stupid things!" Zhao Di collected the surrounding treasures, ice wind dragonflies, etc., and the magic spirit converged. As soon as the breath changed, he immediately returned to a monk of the water spirit clan, and then looked coldly at the demon Xiu surnamed Bi and said.

At this moment, in the sleeve robe of Yaoxiu surnamed Bi, there is a jade charm shining with a faint light.

The virtual spirit realm, which is thousands of miles away from the Zhiling Valley, is located in the middle of the Lingyuan mainland. It is the main gathering place of the virtual spirit clan and has been inherited for more than 100,000 years!

The virtual spirit realm, known as one of the three natural desperate situations in the spiritual world, is surrounded by ten thousand-foot mountains towering into the sky, and even demons and birds are insurmountable. The virtual spirit valley surrounded by the mountains is strange. Although it is full of aura, it is extremely desolate, and only the virtual spirit people without an entity can survive here.

In the mountains, there is a forbidden place covered by thick clouds and fog all day long. It is the altar of the virtual spirit clan, and it is also the place where the ancestors of the common people practice.

This altar is cultivated on a mountain peak. The aura of the mountain is extremely exquisite. It is a rare best spiritual mountain in the spiritual world, but the peak is cut off from the mountainside and the upper part of the mountain, and the altar is built on the flat mountainside.

Rumor has it that more than 100,000 years ago, there was a capable monk who took a fancy to the difference of this peak and actually cut off the upper half and refined a treasure. It was in ancient books that the famous earth attribute of the half-mountain seal.

Later, the virtual spirit clan lived here, and the altar peak where the altar is located has also become the most strictly forbidden place for the virtual spirit clan to guard!

At the moment when Zhao Di killed the Virtual King, in a magnificent hall on the altar peak, a lavender figure who was closing his eyes and meditating on his knees. Suddenly, he opened his eyes slightly and stretched out his five fingers, and a translucent figure flashed out in the palm of his hand. The blue jade beads.

On the surface of the jade beads, the blue light flashed uncertainly. When the purple shadow entered a trick in the jade beads, the spiritual light of the jade beads stabilized and shone blue light, shining in front of the purple shadow, forming a picture the size of a lot!

In the picture, a young man with a golden body and a full body of magic rushed to the picture with his eyebrows. He punched forward, as if he had exhausted his strength, but he was silent.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the picture and shook violently, but then the whole picture disappeared. The blue jade beads also snapped and cracked several slender cracks.

"Hateful! It's this guy!" Ziying was furious and slapped it out. A powerful spiritual pressure was generated, and he immediately hit a hard jade table in front of him into powder!

"Good, your personal demon cultivation, not only pregnant with dreamworms, but also destroys the spiritual king of your clan. I will definitely capture you alive, pull out your soul, and torture you to death little by little!" Ziying gritted his teeth and said that he had never been so angry for more than a thousand years!

"Dream-eating bug, is there such a bug in this world? Humph, it's just the death of a junior at the level of a spiritual king. Why should he be so angry? In those years, our clan conquered all directions of the spiritual world, and there were thousands of dead spiritual kings of spiritual generals!"

A cold voice came into the ears of the purple shadow. The sound was not loud, but it was as clear and audible as if it were around.

"Who is it?!" Ziying suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and there was a spirit in his heart. It was incredible that someone entered the hall without him noticing it.

The prohibition of this hall is very mysterious. It is the peak work handed down from the Xuling clan in ancient times. For tens of thousands of years, no one in the Xuling clan has ever been able to reach the level of the forbidden array level of this altar in the formation.

And Ziying himself is already one of the top existences in this world. What kind of strength does he have to make such a terrible move!

On the main seat in the hall, suddenly a blue light flashed, and a blue-faced man appeared. He was rude to sit down on the main seat.

"Let's live! That's the position of the patriarch of our clan, and no one can touch it! Who is your Excellency? You broke into the important place of your own family!" Purple Shadow was shocked and scolded.

He looked at the blue-faced man with his eyes narrowed, but the other party's spiritual power was restrained and did not show, and he could not see the depth at all, but it must be the cultivation above the Mahayana period!

"The aura of Taoist friends has returned to the original truth. If they hadn't practiced the secret art, their cultivation would still be above me. In this world, there are only a handful of such existences. Taoist friends must not be unknown people. Why don't you sign up for it!" Ziying's mind turned sharply, and many rumors flashed in his mind, but they all seemed to be inconsistent with the person in front of him.

"Haha!" The blue-faced man laughed and ignored the purple shadow at all. He sat carelessly on the main seat and smiled at the frowned and angry purple shadow, "Why, it's only been tens of thousands of years, and no one in the clan recognizes the immortal messenger!"

While talking, the young man suddenly released his aura, and a powerful spiritual pressure spread, and at the same time, his body was shrouded in a faint blue shadow.

"He turned out to be a member of his own race!" Purple shadow is amazing. Obviously, the person in front of him not only exudes much higher spiritual pressure than him, but also the virtual spirit clan!

"What's the matter? When did such a high-level man come out of our family?" Purple Shadow's face was full of surprise, and her mind turned sharply, but she had no clue.

Suddenly, he thought of something, stared at the blue-faced man's appearance, and then shook his whole body!

"The ancestor is innocent! How can this be!" Ziying blurted out and subconsciously withdrew a few steps.

Ziying's panicked appearance was seen by the young man, and he laughed proudly.

"The innocent ancestor, the first monk of this clan from ancient times to the present! Tens of thousands of years ago, he commanded his own clan and swept all directions, making his clan the largest clan in the spiritual world! Soon after, the innocent ancestor greeted the golden thunder disaster, and then there was no follow-up!" The ancestral precepts of some ancient books of the clan flashed in Ziying's mind and couldn't help asking, "Sir, is it the innocent ancestor tens of thousands of years ago?"

The blue-faced man nodded and smiled without saying anything.

"Is it possible that the innocent ancestor in those years finally became a flying fairy? Now he is the body of an immortal family, and he specially visited us and other descendants in the lower world!" Ziying asked excitedly, and at the same time, her tone was also much more respectful, faintly pretending to be a junior!

Of course, there is another possibility that this innocent spiritual ancestor was trapped in the spiritual world for tens of thousands of years because of an accident, and now he has returned to his own clan, but this possibility can also be ignored. Because every ten thousand years, the Mahayana period will experience a great disaster. The power of the great disaster is extremely terrible. In this world, no one can experience three great disasters without dying. Therefore, it is impossible for the innocent spiritual ancestor to stay in the spiritual world all the time.

"Half right! Immortal has indeed soared to the fairyland in those years, and more than ten thousand years ago, he has become the body of a true immortal! Now I am the immortal to go down to the world with the mind of the Lord God, but not to visit you, but to take on the position of the immortal envoy and have a task!" The blue figure said with a restrained smile.

"Mission? Immortal? Do the real immortals in the fairy world also have complicated affairs? The purple shadow suddenly flew away, imagining the illusory fairyland!

"Hey, the helplessness of the real immortals in the fairyland, why talk to you!" The blue-faced man shook his head slightly and said lightly, "If you have a fairy fate, after flying into the fairyland, it will naturally be clear!"

After sighing, the young man's face darkened and said seriously, "It's not your turn to inquire about the fairyland! There are two things for me to explain. You gather the strength of your family and be sure to complete it as soon as possible!"

"Yes! Please ask the immortals to order, and we, the descendants, will do our best!" Hearing this, Ziying replied respectfully. "

"Very good!" The blue-faced man nodded and praised, "If you make contributions, I will naturally give a certain reward. Ha ha, by the way, it's not good to let my clan dominate the spiritual world again for ten thousand years!"

Purple shadow is overjoyed. The other party is the rumored real fairy underworld. Even if he is empty-handed, he can't bring any elixir. As long as he gives a little advice, it is enough to benefit him endlessly!

Ziying even vaguely felt that his fate of cultivating immortals had a huge turn. Maybe one day, he could also cross the disaster of flying immortals!

(First update) (To be continued)