I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Holy world.

Wang Family.

At this moment, a bunch of icy corpses fell to the ground in all directions.

There is also a sword hole in the body of the Wang Family Patriarch, blood is constantly pouring out from it, his eyes are wide, and he looks like he can't look at him.

There is no one in the entire Wang family!

As the ancestor of the sword spirit said, since then, there will be no kings in the holy world.

now.

The ancestor of the sword spirit, the old cultivator Liu Buju and Liu Qingfeng all stood on the flying boat, looking down from a high level.

"These people are as weak as ants in the senior's eyes. Senior disdains to take action. We will leave these small things to our chess pieces! And after finishing it, we must not affect senior's reputation!"

The ancestor of the sword spirit slowly said, the voice fell, and her eyes fell on the stone tablet in front, waving a sharp sword, like a pen writing on the stone tablet.

Huh! Huh!

soon.

On the stone tablet, there was an extra line of dragon and phoenix dancing characters, which appeared very domineering, vigorous and powerful.

"Three swords, count me as losing!"

By his side, the old cultivator was extremely excited when he saw these three words. He didn't have the strength of the sword spirit ancestor, so he could only leap forward, holding a stone in his hand, and then wrote a sentence on the stone tablet: "Who else? Just ask. Who else!"

"Okay, let's go! Leaving too long, senior wants to doubt us!"

The sword spirit ancestor said slowly.

"good!"

The old cultivator nodded.

"I think I will visit the family!" At this moment, Liu Qingfeng said.

"good!"

The sword spirit ancestor nodded.

As a result, the sword spirit ancestors and the old cultivator left, and they rode on the luxury flying boat and headed towards the mortal world.

Looking at the crack in the void.

They found that the number of these cracks was decreasing.

"Strange? The Van Sage Road is closed again?"

The sword spirit ancestor standing proudly on the flying boat saw this scene, his eyes flickering.

If it is really closed, then the cultivator of the holy world will not be able to enter the mortal world through these cracks, and similarly, the cultivator of the mortal world will not be able to enter the holy world for cultivation!

"I wonder who is controlling this?"

The ancestor of the sword spirit always felt that someone was controlling it.

However, all this must have been known to an expert.

"Huh! Dare to fight against seniors, knowing whether you live or die, you can't live or die!"

"That's right! That's it!" The old cultivator beside him seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. Recently, he was extremely swollen and kept shouting, "Who else? Just ask who else!"

The ancestor of the sword spirit twitched his eyes, glanced at the old cultivator, and asked: "Can you change a line!"

The old cultivator closed his mouth and dared not speak. After all, the person in front of him was too strong.

He thought in his heart, you are so embarrassed to say me!

Three swords, count me lose!

Can you change a line!

After the sword spirit ancestor and the old cultivator left.

now.

In the ancestral hall of the royal family.

A coffin.

boom!

The lid of the coffin exploded directly!

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly stood up from it: "Hahahahaha!"

"I made it!"

"Step into the real fairy!"

"Lifespan is extended by a hundred years!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

This is the ancestor of the Wang family, Wang Fengyu.

His name is the same as the status quo of the Wang family. It has gone through many ups and downs before he has grown to where he is today.

And how many ups and downs he went through before he became a true fairy!

After the immortal is the true immortal.

However, it is really difficult to step into a real fairy.

Especially in this holy world, it is even more difficult to become a true fairy!

And there will never be more than five true immortals in the entire holy world!

If there is a true fairy-level cultivator in a large family, then this family can directly become the top power in the holy world.

Wang Fengyu can become a true immortal, he is naturally happy.

At this moment, he ran out, to share this happy event with everyone, to celebrate his stepping into a real immortal with a big banquet, and at the same time, he also wanted to spread the news throughout the holy realm.

However, when he ran out, the whole person was stunned.

There are corpses everywhere.

Blood becomes a river.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the whole world, making people feel vomiting when they smell it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Seeing this scene, Wang Fengyu's entire face flushed.

"Who! Who did it!"

He found words written on the stele in front of him.

Two lines of words.

Among them, one line reads: "Three swords, count me as losing!"

The second line reads: "Who else? Just ask who else!"

See these two lines.

Wang Fengyu exploded, and his lungs burst out of anger. He held his hands tightly, and even the blue veins burst out, his entire facial features were extremely distorted and his expression was hideous.

angry!

Burning like a raging fire!

"Too much bullying! Too much bullying!"

Such arrogant, arrogant, provocative words really made him angry!

His eyebrows are going up!

He thought of something and walked towards a figure, then spread his right hand and patted the opponent's head gently.

Suddenly, the previous scene appeared in his sight.

He saw the sword spirit ancestor!

The latter killed countless Wang Cultivators with one sword!

He also saw the old cultivator!

The old cultivator was so swollen that he kept saying: "Who else? Just ask who else!"

Watching this scene.

Wang Fengyu's face was completely gloomy.

"People of Mortal Realms!"

"There are immortals in the mortal world!"

He looked up and looked at the void crack.

Huh!

The next moment, his entire figure went straight towards the void rift.

However.

boom!

Immediately afterwards.

His whole figure kept backing away.

"Damn it!"

"True fairy can't enter!"

His face darkened.

Only the cultivator of the immortal or the cultivator below the immortal level can enter the mortal realm.

Moreover, he also found that many cracks in the void were gradually being repaired, and it seemed that the Way of the Sage was about to be closed again!

"Could someone be controlling all this?"

"If so, who would it be?"

He thought of something, his body trembled, and his mind trembled. That big boss' Magic power was absolutely monstrous, otherwise, he couldn't control these void rifts!

"Go to the Demon Race!"

He thought of something and took a step.

Huh!

The whole figure burst into the void like a sharp sword.

...

The sword spirit ancestor and cultivator Liu Buju sat on the flying boat and returned to Mo Fan's house.

Mo Fan looked up, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed: "What a big flying boat! This flying boat is so luxurious!"

"Master Mo, do you like it?"

The sword spirit ancestor looked at Mo Fan, smiled slightly, and said, "Just like it, this is yours, Lord Mo!"

This is naturally senior's spoils!

"its mine?"

Mo Fan shook his whole body.

"Baby, you gave it to me?"

In fact, he has always wanted a flying machine.

"Um."

The ancestor of the sword spirit nodded, handed a token to Mo Fan, and said: "With a light press, the flying boat will return to this token. There is a space in the token."

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