Renegade Immortal

The woman's eyes lit up and she said: "My great-grandfather is a strange man. All the people who worship him are respectful when they see him. It's a pity that he can't be found at this moment."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for my great-grandfather to take care of us at the moment. His sect has also been invaded by those foreigners. Now all hope is only the ancestral home..." The man sighed, his eyes falling on the child.

In the city of Chengdu, three children have been taken away by foreigners. Their lives and deaths are uncertain. Yu'er is the fourth brother. Fortunately, the man was so powerful that he was able to escape with his children this time.

"Your Majesty, what's so magical about that ancestral house?" The woman looked at the sleeping child. Said softly.

The man was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know what the magic of the ancestral home is. The legacy left by our ancestors once said that if our Wangshi clan encounters a disaster, we can enter the ancestral home and open it with the blood of our clan. Something so that one’s name can be preserved.”

The woman was startled. She had been married to the other party for many years and had never heard of this matter.

"It is said that... before my Wang family entered the capital, there once appeared an immortal who was countless times more powerful than my great-grandfather. The immortal's power reached the sky and was unstoppable. In the ancestral house, there are things left over from that time..." The man's eyes flashed. Bright light.

"More powerful than my great-grandfather..." The woman's eyes showed a look of uncertainty as she said, "Is this ancestor still alive now?"

The man pondered for a while and said uncertainly: "My great-grandfather can live nearly 200 years. I think that ancestor will live longer. He should still be alive now..."

The woman's eyes lit up and she said hastily: "If this ancestor can help us, then Yu'er will be safe."

The man shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "This is just a rumor. I don't know whether it is true or not. In fact, no one knows whether this person exists. But..." The man hesitated.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked quickly.

"However, according to the records of my Wang family, in the State of Zhao 200 years ago, whether in the world of immortals or among us mortals, there was a huge family, and this family's surname was Teng!"

In the Teng family, it is said that at that time, all immortals had to obey orders, and even mortal emperors had to bow down when they saw a member of their clan.

This Teng family is the old enemy of my Wang family. The man's voice echoed in the carriage.

Later, overnight, the Teng family was exterminated, and all the clan members died... It is said that the person who destroyed the Teng family,

It's that ancestor...

The carriage traveled extremely fast, and three days later, they arrived at a manor.

The manor is not big. It was still a village 200 years ago. It was later bought by the Wang family and extensive construction work made it what it is now.

After the carriage stopped, the bald man jumped down from the carriage with a tired look, opened the door, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, we are here."

The man got out of the car, glanced at the manor, with a look of reminiscence on his face, and said softly: "When I was young, I followed my father to live here for a year. Thirty years have passed, and nothing has changed here."

The woman got out of the carriage after him, and Yu'er also opened her eyes wide and looked at the manor curiously.

"Follow me!" the man said solemnly, walking forward.

There were no servants in the manor, only some old men in their 60s came out to greet them. These old men were all people who had dedicated their lives to the Wang family for generations.

Although each of them has gray hair, their eyes are really bright, and one look at them can make people feel trembling in their hearts.

This was the case for the bald man. He looked at the old men with horror in his heart. In his opinion, anyone here could defeat him with one move.

Suddenly, his eyes locked on one of the old men. Especially the few glances from the other party. He was startled in his heart. He knew the identity of this old man. He was the most popular martial arts master 20 years ago.

The man in the python robe left the manor without saying a word, and took his wife and children directly into the depths of the manor, inside. There is an ordinary house.

"Dad, is this the ancestral home we added?" Yu'er asked curiously.

The man nodded and was about to speak when suddenly there was a sound of thunder in the distance. Immediately afterwards, two men with runes painted on some parts of their bodies suddenly appeared above the manor. A man with a gloomy look swept over the manor. He glanced at several people and said calmly, "He runs pretty fast."

The man's face changed drastically, and he immediately stood in front of his wife and children, looked at the two people, and said bitterly: "Two Immortals, the matter between you and those immortals has nothing to do with us mortals, why bother us."

The old men at 4 weeks old all had eyes as bright as lightning. Two people staring at the sky.

The man with gloomy eyes glanced at the man indifferently, and without saying a word, he grabbed his right hand from the air. The purpose of his coming here was to establish the child with spiritual roots.

At this moment, all the old people in Four Weeks suddenly shouted loudly at the same time and stood in front of the man.

However, their flesh and blood bodies were obviously unable to resist, but upon hearing several bangs, they all immediately vomited blood and threw their bodies around.

The man's expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he grabbed his wife and children and quickly retreated into his ancestral home. After entering the ancestral house, cold sweat broke out on the man's face and his eyes were red. He looked at the rows of spiritual tablets in front of him and a hidden grid immediately appeared. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and drew a symbol on the hidden grid with blood.

This symbol is for each generation of family heirs. When you become the head of the family, you must suppress the things that are firmly in your heart.

At this moment, there was a crash outside the ancestral house, and countless walls were shattered into ashes, and the man with gloomy eyes stepped in.

The woman blocked the child behind her, with a look of despair in her eyes.

At this moment, the man in the python robe drew the symbol of the place. Suddenly a strange purple light flashed, and in an instant, a piece of jade floated up from the dark grid.

A strange force suddenly enveloped the surroundings.

The expression of the man with gloomy eyes immediately changed. Chengcheng stepped back a few steps, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. The companion in the sky outside also felt this strange power and was about to go in to check.

At this moment, the jade suddenly flashed.

The man with gloomy eyes suddenly screamed. Veins popped up all over his body, and he quickly retreated without saying a word. There was a look of horror in his eyes. On the jade slip, he felt a breath of destruction. The intensity of this breath, even some of the four-leaf warlocks of his tribe, , are unmatched.

But after the jade is opened, with this person's cultivation level, he will definitely die.

In the flash of jade, the man with gloomy eyes spurted out a mouthful of blood, pushed his body outside the ancestral home, shuddered, and died immediately.

He was about to rush into his regular companion in mid-air. He was startled, turned around and ran away without saying a word. He clearly felt the force of the Holy King of Heaven and Earth, the creation of the Holy King, the Night Kill God, the Divine Seal, the Throne, and the Demon Arrogant Ninth Layer. The Strongest Abandoned Young Master, Da Zhou. The royal family will kill the god and seal the throne at night, asking for the demon and the most powerful and abandoned young master in the ninth level of heaven. The throne-seeking Demon Arrogant Nine Heavens' most powerful abandoned young master, the Zhou royal family, arrived. In the ancestral house, there was an aura that he couldn't resist.

However, before he could escape far, the jade stone also flashed, and he immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground dead.

This strange scene immediately shocked the three people in the ancestral home.

"The rumors are true..." the man murmured.

There is a trace of the extreme state in the jade slip Wang Lin left behind. Based on his cultivation back then, any monk in the Nascent Soul stage who saw this trace of the extreme state would die.

At this moment, at the foot of Hengyue Mountain in the Zhao Kingdom and outside the Tiandao Sect, most of the Zhao Kingdom's revisionists were gathered together. They all had angry looks on their faces and looked into the distance.

In the void where they look, there is only one person!

Most of this person's body is covered with runes. Standing there, a powerful aura enveloped the surroundings.

"It's interesting for you, a country of cultivation, to gather all of them here. Is there any magic weapon here that you think can bring the dead back to life?" A hoarse voice came from the mouth.

A pale old man in black robes flew out from the Tiandao Sect mountain peak. He stared at the Immortal Relic clan member with a ruthless look in his eyes, and said calmly: "You can give it a try."

The man laughed, his eyes flashed, and the aura all over his body surged wildly. The runes on his body immediately seemed to be alive. They all trembled and finally left his body, forming rune dragons that flew around his body.

"Interesting, I didn't originally deal with you low-level monks. I was just passing by. But since you said so, I want to see what magic weapon can make you feel confident." There was a trace of contempt in his eyes. As a six-leaf spell master, he has no rivals on the Suzaku Star as long as he doesn't encounter some monks in the late stages of divine transformation.

Besides, he didn't think that there would be monks in the late stages of divine transformation in this country of mere level 3 cultivators.

With one step, he moved toward Tiandao Sect. The fulongs hovering around his body immediately let out bursts of whistling sounds and sped away from his body, rushing towards Tiandao Sect.

The Fu Long was as fast as lightning and came through the sky. Tiandao Sect and all the Zhao monks gathered here held their breaths, and their eyes showed a strange light.

Since 200 years ago, there have been rumors in the State of Zhao that a native of the State of Zhao transformed into a god in the Tiandao Sect and left a wooden sculpture as a mantle. Anyone who can obtain this object can become this person's direct disciple.

The place where this thing is stored is protected by this person's spiritual consciousness. If there is no predestined person, it will not be opened.

But when the Zhao State faced the disaster of annihilation, this object could exert great power.

At the moment when the talisman dragon broke through the air, the entire Hengyue Mountain was suddenly startled and rumbling. A wooden sculpture rises from the top of the mountain. , the moment this wooden sculpture appeared, the charging dragons suddenly trembled, the men of the Immortal Relic Clan. His eyes immediately revealed a strange light.

"It turns out that there is a trace of the magic weapon of artistic conception left by the monk who transformed into gods, but the cultivation level of this monk who transformed into gods is too low. He is only in the early stage of transforming into gods. Even if he comes in person, I can let him die here, even more Not to mention a magic weapon." The old man said slowly, the strange light in his eyes dissipated. Showing contempt again.