Fantasy: The Saint Ancestor at the Beginning

“What a pity… what a pity……”

There was a trace of melancholy in Ye Chen’s eyes. Although these fellow disciples had no contact with him, they were fellow disciples after all. Dong Wu Qi said nonchalantly,

“Holy Son, there is no need to feel melancholy. As aspirants like us, we live and die day and night. Unless we become the most powerful being between heaven and earth, our destiny will never be controlled by us.……”

“The inquirer lives and dies day and night. destiny……”

Ye Feng murmured to himself, with a wry smile on his face, and then stopped talking.

Ten days have passed slowly. At this time, the ancient tomb world has turned into a hell on earth. The earth has been scorched by thunder. The corpses of countless monks have even been roasted into ashes. The earth is full of broken and broken objects. magic weapon.

As the thunderclouds gradually dispersed, the roar gradually came to an end… There were now only about ten thousand of the hundreds of thousands of young monks in the ancient tomb world.

The thunder around the three treasures suspended in the sky also faded, and countless eyes stared at it for a moment.

After being baptized by the terrifying thunder, almost all the remaining young monks are at the genius level! The atmosphere was extremely depressing for a moment, but no one took the initiative to seize the treasure. After all, no one wanted to be the first to be targeted by all the geniuses.

In this way, as time gradually passed, a young genius finally couldn’t stand it any longer.

This was a peak mortal man with two swords. He was an unknown holy son of which lineage. His body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the Great Emperor’s inheritance.

He was about to seize three treasures in his hands. A dazzling sword light suddenly came through the sky! Mighty strong winds surged from all directions, and the sound of piercing the sky whined! boom!!

The huge force tore the prodigy who wanted to seize the inheritance into pieces, and the sky was filled with blood.

“This treasure belongs to me! You guys stand down!”

At this time, a sun rose in the sky, and a young man covered in golden armor came out of the sky, with a powerful aura filling all directions!

“Shameless talk! The opportunity of being a great emperor should belong to my Ascension Sect!”

Another huge aura slowly spread out, and with the violent wind blowing up in the sky, the two of them fought directly!

“The emperor inherited it and those who are capable will get it! Get out of here, otherwise don’t blame me for being ruthless under the sword!”

“Damn it, who do you call me? Are you educated? What kind of holy land would have a wild dog like you! ?”

“You two vulgar people, get out! Otherwise, I will be ruthless under the sword!”

“Do ants dare to be arrogant here?”

“The light of fireflies dares to compete with the bright moon! Get out of the way…this inheritance belongs to me!”

“A bunch of rubbish talk a lot, let’s just show them the real deal!”

Boom!!!

Bang!!

Clang… the sounds of quarreling, yelling, and fighting! Blood splashed all over the sky from time to time, and screams were heard from time to time.……

“Holy Son, do we need to take action?”

Dong Wuqi said to Ye Chen, Ye Chen shook his head and said,

“Don’t worry, the emperors of the three sects haven’t taken action yet.”

“Yes, the Son.”

Dong Wuqi looked in the direction of the three sects. Since Ye Chen couldn’t take action, he closed his eyes and started practicing. There was a tragedy in the sky. As time went by, only less than 10,000 people were left. Five thousand. The stumps were scattered on the ground, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings.

Seeing that everything was the same, the emperors of the three lineages stood up slowly, and a terrifying aura began to fill their bodies.

The three emperors led hundreds of geniuses to charge forward Climbing up to the sky, Mo Hen slowly moved the sword in his hand and gave a cold drink,

“This thing belongs to our three sects, please step back!”

“Three sects? What are three sects! The great opportunity is for those who are capable!”

A burly young man with half-step magical powers said coldly, looking at Mo Hen with disdain. In his opinion, any emperor’s son is nothing more than a chicken or a dog!

But he does have the strength, and with his voice After falling down, Mo Hen looked up at the burly young man and said softly,

“Is it? Then take my sword.”

As Mo Hen’s voice fell, he slowly walked into the burly young man, and lightly slashed out with the long sword in his hand.

The sword was very plain, even weak! But the burly young man’s pupils shrank, and he saw Thousands of swords were struck at him!

“Silver Moon Slash!”

The burly boy burst out with momentum, and the ax in his hand danced wildly, but it had no effect at all. Mo Hen’s sword sliced his ax like tofu, and then cut the burly boy’s body directly into several pieces.

“no, do not want!”

Blood splashed, countless pieces of meat fell from the air, and the screams of the burly young man were still echoing in the air.

For a moment, the world fell into silence!

Countless geniuses felt cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, and Mo Hen’s sword was completely shocked them!

“very scary!”

“This kind of power can only be possessed by those in the supernatural realm, right?”

“But he… is only half a step into the magical realm!”

Countless geniuses have stopped fighting for the emperor’s inheritance. They are afraid… Just a Mo Hen is so scary. If the other two emperors take action, will they have a chance to win the emperor’s inheritance?

“But are there still dissenters?”

Mo Hen looked down at a group of geniuses, his tone was extremely arrogant and domineering.

For a time, thousands of geniuses did not dare to take a step forward.

“Holy Son, shall we take action?”

Dong Wuqi, who was in meditation, had woken up at this time. He stared at the ink marks on the sky, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

“Okay, today you and I will fight these three emperors!”

Ye Chen moved the long sword in his hand, and with a movement of his body, the sword energy stirred up the sky! Boom!

With the explosion in the air, he took the lead to rush into the sky with one sword and one person, and the whole person was as powerful as riding a horse. If empty

“I, Zixu Sect, want this thing!”

Ye Chen’s voice echoed between heaven and earth, very calm.

“Zixu Sect?!”

“There’s something good to watch now! A hundred years ago, Patriarch Zixu defeated the three half-emperors of the three sects. Will Holy Son Zixu create another myth today?”

“snort! These three sects act in such a domineering and domineering manner that I have long been disgusted with them!”

A group of geniuses stared at Ye Chen’s figure and started talking.

“Are you the Holy Son of Zixu Sect?”

Mo Hen looked at Ye Chen with murderous eyes, and there was a serious tone in his tone.

“Exactly!”

Ye Chen replied with his words as precious as gold.

“Retreat, or I will kill you with three swords!”Mo Hen’s voice echoed in all directions, and the sword energy spread out with him as the center.

“oh? Yeah…I think so too.”

With a move of Ye Chen’s long sword, his momentum completely rose to its peak, and he began to compete with Mo Hen’s pressure.

“So powerful! The Holy Son of Zixu is definitely no weaker than the Emperor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect!”

A voice sounded among the geniuses.