Invincible Bloodline

In the Shuanglong Desert, in front of the four pillars of light, four people occupied four directions, separated by a hundred feet, facing each other from afar! ! !

Dongfang is a man in his forties, dressed in green clothes, fluttering like a fairy, his aura is unpredictable, and, at first glance, he looks like an ordinary person who has never practiced any martial arts , all over the body, there is a natural trace of returning to nature.

But the strange thing is that although this middle-aged man can't see a trace of a martial artist's aura, his surroundings are filled with a mysterious aura, mysterious and mysterious, and between his brows, there is a kind of aura that cannot be concealed. Living in peerless majesty, every movement of the whole body bursts out with a huge aura, it seems that as long as he is willing, with a single thought, he will suppress everything in the world, like the wild world! ! !

The one in the south is a middle-aged man in black armor. His entire body erupts with an ancient and wild terrifying aura. With every breath, he explodes with a terrifying force that can destroy mountains. His eyes are as barren as they are in ancient times , it seems that if you take one more look, you will be trapped in the ancient wilderness, and you will sink forever! ! !

A man in the west, dressed in fluttering white clothes, his gaze is everywhere, his pupils contain the artistic conception of returning to the clan, his whole person is like an unsheathed peerless sword, brimming with supreme domineering intent! People are swords, swords are people, people and swords become one, invincible! ! !

The last person in the north is an old man in his sixties, wearing a purple robe, with a slightly sallow complexion, and a faint smile on his face. He looks so harmless to humans and animals, as if A rich man with a kind face and kind eyes makes people fall in love with him at first sight! ! !

These four people are none other than the four ancestors of the Wuhou Realm from the four major sects: Qixing, Ziling, Iron Sword, and Bahuang! ! !

"It will be one month soon. I wonder how many heroes will come back alive this time?" Looking up at the sky, the old ancestor of the Purple Spirit Sect Jiu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was talking to himself.

"Hey...it's pretty good to be able to come back with four hundred people this time..." the Supreme Elder Jue Dao of the Bahuang Sword Hall smiled coldly, although he couldn't survive the cleaning, There are very few real big monsters in the Mystic Territory of Monsters, and it is not even possible to find a hundred demons in the future, but this does not mean that the danger in the Mystic Territory is less, on the contrary, it has skyrocketed a lot. In terms of sects, disciples of various sects tend to restrain each other. Even if they fight, they still have some restraint. But in the secret territory, it is quite different. There are no restrictions. Once disciples of various sects meet, it is often either you or me situation! ! !

Suddenly, Master Juedao turned his gaze, and thoughtfully said to Patriarch Qingyun in the east, "Old Qingyun, I am afraid that not more than half of your Seven Star Sect will be able to come back alive this time!!!"

Compared with the other three major sects, the Seven Star Sect, the former No. 1 sect in the west, has obviously declined a lot. Like this young generation, the Iron Sword Sect has five giants, and there are even more gods and peers who overwhelm all the heroes. Although the Lingzong and their Eight Desolation Sword Palace are close, but the Xueshou Rentu Mie and Xuesha Wuqing are peerless evildoers second only to Shen Wushuang. On the other hand, the Seven Stars Sect, although there are also three giants, but the quality is really low. The strongest one, Xiao Tian, ​​the Thunder God Sword, can barely enter the top ten of the young generation. The Little Evil King Dongfang Bai and the Queen of Flowers Situ Jing can even enter the threshold of the young giants! ! !

Not to mention the divine sword Wushuang Shenwushuang who is the most evil of the four sects, the next-level giant spirit god general Ju Yishan, the blood-hand human massacre, and the blood-killing snow Wuqing are almost one against three! ! !

"Old Juedao, it's too early for you to say this now!!!" That's what he said, but Patriarch Qingyun's voice clearly gave people a sense of lack of confidence. In recent years, their Seven Star Sect has really What's more, it's a bit declining. Although Yang Fan has incredible potential, potential is only potential after all, not actual combat power! ! !

"It's okay if the others fall. Don't let anything happen to Yang Fan!" I secretly prayed in my heart whether the others, even Xiao Tian, ​​who finally grew up and became the ancestor of Wuhou, could surpass him. They are all big unknowns, but Yang Fan is different. His deep potential and high talent are definitely not inferior to Master Seven Stars, the ancestor of their sect. Even in this era of martial arts with scarce resources, he is at least a sect. The ancestor of the Wuzong is the hope for the future of their Seven Star Sect. As long as Yang Fan can grow up, the sect can regain its former glory and regain its position as the number one sect in the west. It will be just around the corner! ! !

"Old Qingyun, let's not talk about the others, but Yang Fan, it's going to be difficult!!!" As if he had seen through the mind of the ancestor Qingyun, the Tianjian master not far away smiled sinisterly and said in a strange manner.

"Old Tianjian, what do you mean by this?" Patriarch Qingyun's face turned cold instantly, endless killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the air around him made a rustling sound, as if he was trembling in fear. Yang Fan was The hope of their Seven Star Sect is their opportunity to rise. No matter who dares to hurt Yang Fan, they are the mortal enemy of their Seven Star Sect.

"Old man Qingyun, don't be excited, don't be excited. As the saying goes, Heaven is jealous of talented people, and a peerless evildoer like Yang Fan will be jealous of Heaven!!!" Master Tianjian chuckled, as if he ordered that the Iron Sword Sect disciples only need to When he saw Yang Fan, he couldn't say it clearly. There were some things that he couldn't admit even if he was killed. Although their four major sects continued to mess around, on the surface, they were still in harmony, and they didn't really break up with each other. If he frankly put a reward on Yang Fan's head, he would really be fighting to the death with the Seven Star Sect. Although their Iron Sword Sect is the newly promoted first sect in the west, the Seven Star Sect is the old first sect, even if it is in decline now, its other The background cannot be underestimated. The battle between the two sects is likely to be a lose-lose situation! ! !

"You...hum!!!"

Staring at Master Tianjian fiercely, Patriarch Qingyun still suppressed the anger in his heart. Although he knew that Master Tianjian might have given some orders to deal with Yang Fan, he had no basis for it and it was hard for him to get angry. Iron Sword Sect He is not easy to mess with, and now he is even more controlling the Seven Star Sect. If this causes a sect war, then he will be the sect's sinner.

"What a pity! What a pity!!!" Master Juedao and Old Man Jiuling, who were watching the excitement, shook their heads secretly. Why didn't these two people fight? It would be better if they could fight to the death. No matter what Ancestor Qingyun and Master Tianjian are both the top experts in their respective sects. Once they are lost, it will definitely be a huge loss for the Seven Star Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, and it can even shake the foundation of the two sects! ! !

The four major sects are harmonious on the surface, but they are full of competition on the inside. Everyone wants to destroy the other in one fell swoop and dominate the western land of the dynasty. The greater the losses of the Seven Star Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, the greater their chances! ! !

"Aww!!!"

Just at this moment, the Eastern Green Dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a roar that shook the whole world! ! !

next moment.........

A green dragon-shaped token spit out from the mouth of the green dragon and shot towards the ancestor Qingyun below.

It's too late, it's faster than that! ! !

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"......

The ancient green dragon, which was hundreds of feet long, burst into pieces and turned into blue light groups that were ten feet high, falling from the sky. You could vaguely see a figure flickering in the light group! ! !

"Come out! One...five...ten...twenty...twenty-eight is gone...gone, how could it be?" Like this! How could this happen!!!" Patriarch Qingyun's heart trembled, his face full of disbelief. Each light group represents one person, and twenty-eight light groups means that there are only twenty-eight people. To leave the Demon Spirit Secret Realm alive, you must know that in the past two thousand years, at least once, there were nearly a hundred people. This time, it was better, there were not even thirty people, and the mortality rate was almost eight and a half levels, which was far beyond him. Bottom line.

"Yang Fan, don't let anything happen to you, don't let anything happen to you..." Soon, a deep uneasiness swept through the heart of Patriarch Qingyun.

at this time.........

The twenty-eight light groups finally landed, revealing twenty-eight young men and women, twelve on the ground list and sixteen on the human list! ! !

"No...no..." After seeing the twenty-eight young men and women clearly, Patriarch Qingyun staggered and almost fell to the ground. Among the twenty-eight people, he did not Yang Fan was nowhere to be found, so the situation was obviously in danger.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. You know they are still evil, why did you let Yang Fan take the risk? It was me who harmed him, it was me who harmed him... "

................................................................. .....................

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There are still three flowers left, and there are enough flowers for twenty. Brothers who have flowers, don’t be stingy with the flowers in your hands! ! !