Fantasy: The Saint Ancestor at the Beginning

Within Zixu Sect.

The huge warship is suspended in the sky! The six Holy Realm elders respectfully waited for Lin Feng to arrive in the square.

Tens of thousands of disciples knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with fanaticism!

Lin Feng killed the ancestors of hundreds of sects, suppressed hundreds of sects, unified the nine states, and made hundreds of millions of monks worship the Zixu Sect. His prestige has reached its peak!

The Hundred Sects Conference is about to begin, and because of Lin Feng’s power, the Zixu Sect will go there as the overlord of the continent!

In the past two hundred years of Zixu Sect, first Lin Feng swept across all directions, and then six elders entered the holy realm! The younger generation Ye Chen and Dong Wuqi even killed three thousand geniuses!

Whether it is the older generation or the younger generation, Zixu Sect has suppressed the entire era! Even if the era of hundreds of emperors competing for power comes…Zixu Sect will definitely be one of the most powerful sects!

“Hundreds of sects gathered together to compete for luck in the world! The six saint realm elders and the core disciples above the mortal realm are following me to Saint Yuan City! Seize the top of the world!”

“Here we go! Maybe it’s bloody!”

“If you go here, you may return home wrapped in a corpse!”

“However… we monks will fight with the sky! Fight on the same ground! The vicissitudes of time will be lost forever! The only Taoist heart is immortal!”

Lin Feng’s voice echoed between heaven and earth. He slowly fell from the dome, his eyes reflecting majesty! The sword energy was like a tide, echoing in all directions of heaven and earth!

“The power of the ancestors! Suppress the whole world!”

“Zixu is immortal, and the glory is eternal!”

“We are willing to follow our ancestors and sing on the great road! Suppress all parties! Create the supreme orthodoxy!”

The sound waves rolled up the sky and filled the sea of clouds, shaking the mountains and rivers!

“Get up! Set off!”

Lin Feng’s voice fell, and countless disciples bowed again.

“Congratulations, ancestor! Farewell to the elders! Congratulations to the Holy Son and all the senior brothers!”

Woo…

The huge warship made a huge roar, and then slowly began to move, faster and faster… until it rushed into the sky and turned into a meteor.

“This is the end of the bloody storm! The road is long… I hope that when our ancestor returns, our sect will be more prosperous!”

Zixu Sect Leader looked at the warship that had gone away and murmured to himself.

……

In the Zhou family, a skeleton-like old man was sitting in the coffin, and outside the coffin were kneeling several strong men with powerful magical powers.

“Blood is falling in all directions, heaven and earth are changing, and there is misfortune in the east. The source turned out to be Saint Yuan City?”

The skeleton-like old man said in a weak voice. Several powerful men in the supernatural realm changed their faces when they heard this, and they quickly said,

“Is there trouble in the East Pole? Ancestor, what did you deduce? Isn’t Shengyuan City the place where the Hundred Sects Conference began?”

“Catastrophe has come to the entire continent, tens of billions of creatures… corpses are everywhere! However, the source of resolving the disaster is also in Saint Yuan City. Many old men can’t deduce it…ahem! But even so, the tribesmen are warned not to go to Shengyuan City!”

The old man’s voice became weaker and weaker. The expressions of several powerful men in the magical realm changed drastically. They quickly approached the old man. They saw that the old man’s aura had begun to dissipate, and the death energy began to surround his body.

“Ten thousand years… time flies so fast, cough… Old friends, here I come. I have been alone for so many years. I have done my best for the Zhou family, and I have nothing to do with the affairs of my children and grandchildren.”

The old man’s eyes were extremely calm. Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and his whole body seemed to have returned to its peak!

But soon, the aura quickly withered, boom!!

“After I passed away, this coffin was buried in Nanshan. There was a person who had been with me for many years when I was young.”

The old man’s voice fell, his eyes showed nostalgia, his skeleton-like body fell heavily, the holy light collapsed, and he was completely lifeless.

“Ancestor!”

“Ancestor!”

Several monks in the realm of supernatural powers knelt on the ground and burst into tears. This ancestor of the Zhou family had protected the entire family for nearly ten thousand years. Now he has left, and the Zhou family has lost this ancient blessing.

To the north of the Zhou family, to the south On the mountain, light snow falls, and a saint ancestor is buried

……

In the Beidou Star Sect, a middle-aged Taoist holds a long sword, and the star diagram rotates slowly.

A mysterious aura floated, and there was an ugly look in his eyes.

“Disaster comes from outside, and the fourteen states are covered in blood! East Pole Continent…something big is happening!”

“I said, senior brother, stop nagging all day long. Didn’t you say before that my fortune in the East Pole Continent is about to turn upside down, and that hundreds of emperors will appear? Why is there another bloody disaster?”

A beautiful girl stared at the middle-aged Taoist speechlessly.

“Girl, Qianji’s calculation is correct. There is indeed a catastrophe in our East Pole Continent.”

A long voice sounded, and the void was distorted. An old man covered in rags and carrying a wine gourd slowly appeared in the hall.

“Master!”

“Meet the Master!”

The middle-aged Taoist and the beautiful girl bowed respectfully to the old man at the same time.

“Okay, old man, I don’t like these cumbersome etiquette.”

The old man said with laziness in his eyes. He sat down on the steps, slumped on the ground without any image, and drank the wine from the pot.

“Master just said that our East Pole Continent is going to be in disaster.”

The beautiful girl nervously spoke to the old man. After drinking enough wine, the old man took out a chicken leg from somewhere and said slowly,

“Hehe… Not only is a catastrophe imminent, but the whole world will be catastrophic when the time comes. You and I will both die so hard that we can no longer die.……”

“What? Master…don’t scare me, I’m timid.”

The beautiful girl’s face was pale. This old man is the oldest generation of the Beidou Star Sect. He has lived for eight thousand years! He has already half-stepped into the Quasi-Emperor in cultivation and has a profound knowledge of deduction.

“Master, please stop scaring Junior Sister. I am not good at deduction and there are still some things I have not seen. May I ask, Master, if you are alive?”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the old man lying on the ground drinking heavily with a headache. His face was helpless. Since this old guy is drinking heavily in such a relaxed manner, the East Pole Continent will inevitably be saved from danger in the end.

“Okay, okay, the old man won’t scare you anymore. The catastrophe started in Shengyuan City and ended in Shengyuan City. I, the Beidou Star Sect, have sealed the mountain and are not exposed to the world, so naturally we are safe and sound. belch……”

The old man wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth, burped, and said lazily.

“……”

The middle-aged Taoist and the beautiful girl were speechless at the same time

……

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Saint Yuan City is extremely lively!

Auctions, gambling arenas, restaurants…everything is available in the huge city.

This ancient city has a longer history than the three sects. According to legend, it was founded by Emperor Shengyuan thousands of years ago!

That great emperor was the first super great emperor in the East Antarctic Continent since ancient times. That great emperor was different from other great emperors in the past. He was the first existence to go outside the East Antarctic Continent in order to pursue a realm beyond the great emperor!