Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1,520 The Ancestor’s Anger!

Wow...

As the golden elixir was sucked into the old man's stomach, the golden light that spread over the entire forest slowly dissipated. The entire night sky once again regained its tranquility, and the surrounding area became as dark as ink again, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

"Congratulations to our ancestors for successfully retreating and making breakthroughs again!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding princes of the Northern Ming Dynasty all clasped their fists at each other, with joy and respect in their eyes.

"Haha." After hearing the words of the princes, a smile appeared on the old man's face. He moved and landed firmly on the ground.

A layer of golden light flashed around the old man's body, like a god. Finally, this layer of golden light slowly blended into the old man's eyes, turning into two small golden dots that merged with his pupils.

If anyone stood in front of the old man and observed carefully at this moment, he would be surprised to find that the old man's eyes were also golden, like beating flames, which was extremely strange.

"Did the ancestor succeed in breaking through?" Seeing this scene, the prince immediately stepped forward, his eyes showing joy and inquiry.

"Not yet." However, after listening to the prince's words, the old man smiled and shook his head and said: "However, although there is no breakthrough, it can be regarded as touching the threshold of the middle stage of the golden elixir immortality... I think about it, otherwise In a few years, I will be able to enter the middle stage of Jindan Immortal Stage!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the princes of the Beiming Dynasty changed slightly, and their eyes showed ecstasy.

"Congratulations, ancestor! Congratulations, ancestor!"

"With our ancestors here, the strength of our Beiming Dynasty can reach a new level! Entering a higher plane is just around the corner!"

Everyone said one after another.

Hearing these words, the old man's eyes also showed excitement and joy.

The Golden Elixir Immortal is considered a master in the entire world. Although he is not as good as the top experts in higher planes, he can still be regarded as an account of his lifelong practice.

When he entered the middle stage of the golden elixir, not to mention the current middle plane, it was the high plane that was once unattainable. How could he not go there?

"Okay, you little naughty guys, don't flatter me here. Remember not to neglect your cultivation. Have you practiced seriously during my period of seclusion?" Overjoyed, the old man pretended to be serious and faced a few people. The prince said.

"Ancestor, during your absence, we have been cultivating seriously. Ancestor, please rest assured that we will never disgrace the reputation of the Beiming Dynasty!" The prince clasped his fists and said.

"Well, that's good."

Hearing this, the old man nodded happily.

The Beiming Dynasty was once a world he founded, and he spent countless years of hard work. If he goes to a higher plane in the future, he may not have so much time to manage the dynasty. Therefore, the future of the Beiming Dynasty rests on these princes, and the Beiming Ancestor is also very concerned about his descendants.

"but……"

However, at this moment, a hesitant voice suddenly sounded from the crowd: "Ancestor, something happened to the dynasty during your retreat!"

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, a golden lightning suddenly flashed across the eyes of Beiming Patriarch, and his face became slightly gloomy: "Why, what happened?"

thump!

As soon as he finished speaking, the second prince suddenly knelt down without warning, with tears streaming down his face, and wailed: "Ancestor, Feng Tianxia and Feng Tianxiao were all killed! Please make the decision for them, ancestor!"

boom!

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Beiming's pupils shrank violently and his mind was shaken. His eyes also showed disbelief, and his face turned pale.

"The world... Tianxiao?"

"What on earth is going on? Who is so brave? Do you even dare to touch the people of Beiming Dynasty?" The ancestor of Beiming looked extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and there was fire gushing out of his eyes.

It can be seen that Patriarch Beiming is really angry.

"Is it someone from Cangqiong Continent?"

Cangqiong Continent can also be ranked among the top ten planes, but in the last plane war, the Northern Ming Dynasty had a rift with Cangqiong Continent. Therefore, there has been friction between the two parties for a long time.

"No..." However, after hearing his ancestor's words, the second prince slowly shook his head.

"Then, are they from the White Bird Palace?"

The White Bird Palace once competed with Patriarch Beiming for a treasure. Later, the treasure was taken away by Beiming Dynasty. Three disciples of White Bird Palace died in the hands of Patriarch Beiming. Therefore, Baique Palace has always gritted its teeth and hated the Beiming Dynasty.

"Yes, they must be from the White Bird Palace! I will crush them to ashes and avenge the emperor's grandson!" The ancestor was so angry that his eyes were blood red and his face was filled with anger.

"The ancestors are not from the White Bird Palace either!" The second prince shook his head again.

"Not from the White Bird Palace?" Upon hearing this, the ancestor was slightly startled, with doubts in his eyes: "Emperor and grandson, who did it? You should stop showing off here!"

"Yes, it's a plane called Canglan Continent!" After the second prince pondered for a moment, he slowly uttered a few words.

Canglan Continent?

Hearing this name, Patriarch Beiming was slightly startled, with doubts in his eyes. He went through all the memories in his mind, but he didn't remember when he had offended a plane called Canglan Continent?

"Let me tell my ancestors that this Canglan Continent is just a small plane... Tianxia and Tianxiao just had a little conflict with them, and they were killed by them! It is simply cruel! They did not treat our Beiming Dynasty, You and our ancestors take it seriously!"

The second prince's eyes were red, and he hated Yang Chen and others deeply.

"Small plane?"

Hearing this, Patriarch Beiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and soon there was a sneer in his eyes. He directly raised his hand and waved his sleeves.

boom!

A gust of strong wind roared out, and the second prince's body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"Trash! The majestic prince of the Northern Ming Dynasty was actually killed by a few people from the trash plane! The Northern Ming Dynasty has lost all its face! How come you weren't killed by those people? You still have the face. Come back and see me!" Ancestor Beiming said coldly.

The second prince fell to the ground and did not dare to say a word.

The other princes were also silent.

"Ancestor, calm down."

The prince took a step forward and said loudly: "Ancestor, since their face has been lost, it is useless to say anything now. Why don't you let your grandson go over and kill those people from Canglan Continent? Twist their heads off again to vent our anger on our ancestors!"

"No need."

However, upon hearing this, the Beiming Ancestor waved his hand and said calmly: "Since these people dare to kill people from our Beiming Dynasty, they must have been prepared to bear the wrath of our Beiming Dynasty. ! In this case, I will go and meet them in person!"

"Just in time, I also plan to use their lives to try the results of this period of seclusion!"