Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1541: The Fear of Beiming Ancestor!

"Do you think you can resist me by yourself?" Ancestor Beiming sneered, then stepped forward, looked at Cheng Qingyi coldly, and said: "Little girl, you still want to fight me? You Isn’t it a bit tender?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone around him couldn't help but laugh.

Indeed, although Cheng Qingyi is also a golden elixir god, he cannot compare to the sophisticated Ancestor Beiming. Although the Liuli Dynasty is ranked number one, it is only because its overall strength ranks first. If we only talk about fighting alone... it is really hard to say!

However.

Just when Patriarch Beiming finished speaking, a sneer suddenly sounded from the crowd, followed by a disdainful voice: "Old man, are you talking about a golden elixir god? Why, why don't you give me forgotten?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure walking out of the crowd again.

This person is no one else!

It's the demon god!

"Haha, I'm still standing here today. Don't forget me." The Demon God stroked his beard gently, with disdain in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Beiming's face changed slightly, and his eyes showed a little fear. A drop of cold sweat slowly seeped down from his forehead and dropped to the ground.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

As if invisibly, Patriarch Beiming was suddenly slapped hard several times. This strong slap in the face also made Patriarch Beiming feel hot on his face.

Unspeakably embarrassing!

He just pretended to be cool, but he even missed that this old guy, the Demon God, was also there? This guy is so pretentious that it’s a bit embarrassing! Moreover, he just said that he has been a member of the Golden Elixir Immortal for a long time and is very experienced... But now compared with the Demon God, his little experience is completely insignificant!

He could feel that the Demon God alone might be enough for him to drink a pot! Not to mention that there was Cheng Qingyi who was eyeing him eagerly next to him!

"You... why didn't you tell me before that there are actually two golden elixir gods around Yang Chen? Even people from the Liuli Dynasty are involved?" After taking a deep breath, Beiming Patriarch pressed He suppressed the anger in his heart and vented all his grievances on his several royal grandchildren.

"I……"

The second prince opened his mouth, feeling extremely aggrieved.

How did he know that people from the Liuli Dynasty were here? If he really knew, even if he had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to go against Yang Chen!

"Ancestor, please listen to my explanation..."

"That's enough, you don't need to explain anymore! Go back and be punished!" Patriarch Beiming was not willing to give the second prince a chance to explain. After scolding him coldly, he looked at the demon god and Cheng Qingyi and said, "Okay! What happened today is that I admit defeat! Since you two sincerely want to protect this kid, then I have nothing to say! But..."

Speaking of this, Patriarch Beiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

"However, you two had better protect him at all times, otherwise, I will definitely cut him into pieces as soon as I get the chance!"

Ancestor Beiming said with a sinister smile.

Yes, with his current strength, it is indeed thankless to deal with the two golden elixir gods, but it is impossible for Yang Chen to be tied to their belt, right? As long as they are separated, Beiming Ancestor will kill Yang Chen mercilessly!

"Um?"

Hearing the words of Patriarch Beiming, the demon god's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This old guy is still evil?

"Master, what do you think?" The demon god sneered and asked.

"If you cut the grass without eradicating the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows." Hearing these words, the corner of Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"clear!"

As soon as these words came out, the demon god's face suddenly showed a cruel look, and the next moment, the demon god suddenly rushed out in an instant. His speed was so fast that he almost turned into a red lightning bolt and shot wildly towards the Beiming Ancestor on the opposite side!

Hee hee hee…

Wherever the demon god passed, the surrounding space collapsed layer by layer.

"What?" After this simple scene, Patriarch Beiming's expression suddenly changed, and a little panic flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the demon god would attack him directly?

"Stop!" Cheng Qingyi on the side also panicked.

In her opinion, it is enough for Beiming Ancestor to retreat!

After all, the opponent has the support of higher planes behind him. If he were to be killed now, it would probably cause dissatisfaction from the higher planes. When the time comes, they won't be able to afford to be angry!

However.

The demon god did not stop at all!

I saw a huge fiery red unicorn, suddenly filling the air from the body of the demon god. This huge unicorn seemed to be a ferocious beast that swallowed the sky, making the air around it seem to be burning, and a burning feeling filled the air. out.

"Roar!!"

A roar!

It's like thunder roaring!

The surrounding ground seemed to be shaking at this moment.

The Beiming Ancestor's face turned pale, his pupils shrank violently, and his legs were trembling constantly, feeling weak.

The huge fiery red unicorn shrouded above him like a lingering haze, also shrouding his heart.

And at this critical moment - "Stop"!

Angry shouts suddenly sounded.

"The game hasn't started yet. Who dares to kill? Shoot to kill!"

Buzz~

This sound seemed to be able to penetrate directly into people's minds, causing everyone to tremble slightly. After hearing these words, the demon god also snorted coldly. His body shook slightly, and the huge fiery red unicorn returned directly to his body.

The huge shadow that shrouded the heart of Beiming Ancestor also dissipated.

Immediately afterwards.

Everyone saw a group of plane managers holding weapons and running over menacingly.

"snort."

The demon god snorted and glanced at the Beiming Ancestor opposite him: "Old man, you are lucky to have saved your life!"

After saying these words, the demon god left directly with Yang Chen and others, leaving Patriarch Beiming with an indifferent look on his back.

"Haha." Cheng Qingyi also smiled slightly, looked at the Beiming Ancestor opposite him with disdain, then turned and left.

And the Ancestor Beiming who was standing there...

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes showed panic. Unconsciously, his back was covered with cold sweat, and he felt sticky and uncomfortable.

"Ancestor."

The prince reached out his hand and patted the other party gently.

"Ah!" One move immediately frightened Patriarch Beiming. He was like a frightened bird, howling: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"Ancestor, I won't kill you! I won't kill you! I am your grandson!" the prince said quickly.

"The emperor's grandson..."

After hearing this, Patriarch Beiming's expression gradually stabilized. He glanced at the prince and others as well as the plane managers beside him, and then at the demon god and others who were walking away.

It was then that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ancestor, are you okay? I see you are sweating a lot." The prince asked with concern.

He couldn't understand why Patriarch Beiming was so frightened by the demon god that he had the same cultivation level as the Jindan Immortal.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Ancestor Beiming waved his hand, his face also extremely gloomy.

The red unicorn just now was like a lingering nightmare. Even now, as long as he thinks about it, his body can't help but tremble.

This feeling made Patriarch Beiming panic in his heart.

"Is this the pressure of the Qilin tribe? Well, I have seen it today!"

Ancestor Beiming snorted, and after saying this, he turned around and left.

The back is dark and depressing.