Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

Everyone's reaction was strange, which made True God Xueku feel something was wrong.

But at this moment, he looked towards the direction of the academy with his peripheral vision. The majestic spiritual energy and the abundant Three Thousand Dao Rhymes made his whole body tremble, and he almost shouted in excitement!

"Holy Land...This is the true Holy Land!"

"The true God wants this opportunity!"

In an instant, he forgot about everyone's strange reactions. No matter whether they knelt or not, as long as they didn't jump out to seek death, he didn't bother to show his identity to these ants.

Opportunity still matters now!

In particular, he also noticed that there was a golden statue of merit in the academy. Unexpectedly, the merit that had just been sent down from heaven turned into a statue instead of descending on someone!

For him, this is simply a great opportunity. The more evil he practices, the more he values ​​merit and luck. If he can obtain it, he can offset his own karma and make his cultivation smoother!

Without any hesitation, in the eyes of many powerful experts present, he was just an ant and walked directly to the golden statue in Tiandao Academy.

As for the people standing in front of the golden statue, he simply ignored them and didn't take them seriously.

They are just a few juniors in the Immortal Emperor Realm who can be easily crushed to death. There is also an old man and a young man. They all appear to be dressed in plain clothes. The aura they exude is not even that of the Immortal Emperor Realm. They are just the aura of those who have just broken through to the Immortal Realm. The old man is probably the sweeper of the academy, and that young man... seems to be having an affair with the female Immortal Emperor. He is just the pretty boy being kept by the female Immortal Emperor!

After he stood in front of the golden statue of merit, he stretched out his hand with fiery eyes to touch it.

"Ahem, you are so rude, Your Excellency."

Pavilion Master Chen couldn't stand it. Why was this old guy so shameless? He looked at his golden statue with excitement and reached out to touch the face of his statue?

Maybe he had some special hobbies, but he suddenly felt a chill!

It made him feel like there were ants crawling all over his body, and he almost couldn't help but kill the old guy directly!

The Bloody True God frowned slightly, stopped his palm halfway, looked at the young man who was speaking and asked: "Ant, are you talking to the True God?"

But why does this young man look a bit familiar?

Strange... really strange, could it be some powerful junior from Void Chaos?

For a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen this young man.

After hearing the words of True God Xueku, everyone present opened their mouths with expressions of ghosts on their faces.

Several Immortal Emperors stared at the True God Xueku, and opened their mouths, but they turned into sighs.

"My benefactor... Pindao will crush him to death for you." When Zhen Yuanzi heard that his benefactor was called an ant by this old man, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly and he said in a low voice.

Pavilion Master Chen himself was a little surprised by this. This was the first time since he started practicing that he was called an ant.

But he didn't feel angry at all. Instead, he felt a little funny.

Just like a billionaire, no...the richest man in the world, he was suddenly called a pauper by a beggar on the roadside.

Apart from wanting to laugh, it didn't make him angry at all.

"Haha...are you scared to think about it now?"

"And you ant, what are you laughing at?"

"Report your identity, and the True God may consider letting you live."

"It just so happens that during this period you will be a servant of the True God, and I will give you some opportunities when the time comes."

Seeing the horrified expressions on everyone's faces, the Bloody God immediately smiled, this is right, this is how it feels!

When these people saw him, they should be so frightened and shocked.

As everyone knows, there is only one thought in everyone's mind now: Although this old guy looks alive, he is actually dead.

But then, Master Xue Ku suddenly felt like a big mountain was pressing down on him, and he was about to kneel down out of control!

Looking up in horror, he saw an old man in simple Taoist robes standing next to the young man, walking towards him with a dark face. Behind the old man, there seemed to be a shadow of a giant tree in the sky that was constantly twisting the sky and the earth, reaching the top, millions of feet high. Not only that!

He raised his hand neatly and slapped him in the face.

'Snapped! ' With a sound, Master Xueku suddenly felt that his mind went blank. He rolled his eyes and almost lost consciousness. His teeth were blown out, but the old Taoist pressed him with his momentum, but his body did not fly out.

He was very sure at this time. If the old Taoist hadn't kept his hand, he would have been slapped on the head!

"I'm sorry, my dear benefactor, but I really can't hold it back."

After Zhen Yuanzi slapped him, he turned around and bowed to the young man with an apology on his face.

When had he, the dignified ancestor of the immortals, ever been so wronged? In front of him, he insulted his benefactor as an ant. This was setting him up for disloyalty and injustice!

"God Lord..."

"No, no, Half Saint!!!"

"This is impossible, how can there be a semi-saint in the middle thousand world!"

True God Xueku's eyes were in a daze, and when he regained consciousness for a few moments, he immediately screamed in terror.

Full of fear of Zhen Yuanzi in front of him!

But what frightened him the most was...why would this semi-saint strong man be so respectful to that young man?

etc......

Suddenly, True God Xueku seemed to remember something. He finally remembered why he felt that the young man looked familiar. Didn't the young man in front of him look like the golden statue of merit behind him?

I originally thought that the golden statue was an ownerless thing, but now it seems that it was the merits sent from heaven caused by this young man. However, he did not absorb such terrifying merits from heaven. Instead, he turned them into a golden statue. Only A possibility.

This young man... simply doesn't care about these merits that make all the great powers in the sky and void go crazy!

Suddenly, the Bloody True God seemed to have been drained of all his energy and energy. This time... he was completely defeated!

I have been cautious all my life, but I didn’t expect that I would stumble in a small Zhongqian World. But who would have thought that there would be a strong semi-saint in a small Zhongqian World! ?

"Keep him alive, this pavilion master will still be of use."

"As for the others, let's ask first."

Pavilion Master Chen raised his hand slightly to Zhen Yuanzi to show that he was okay, and said casually.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and gave the Bloody True God another slap with his backhand, causing the blood of the True God to flow out.

"Say or not!" Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Bloody True God with cold eyes and asked.

"Ah?" True God Xueku felt like his soul was about to disperse after being beaten, and he was confused and frightened.

"Don't tell me?" Zhen Yuanzi slapped him again!

"Say, say!" The aura of the Bloody True God was already sluggish, and he felt that if he was slapped two more times, he would die immediately.

"But... you asked!"

The Bloody True God was almost in tears when he spoke. He no longer had the confidence he had when he first arrived, and... How could he just press the question but not ask any questions?