The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng looked up, the original snow and wind had dissipated, auspicious clouds appeared, and there were figures standing in the air, stepping on flying swords.

Qin Feng couldn't see the faces of these people, but he felt that they were familiar.

The last time he saw such a scene was when Old Huang ascended.

If I guessed correctly, these people should be great practitioners from major sects who have been hiding from the world.

Once they show up, something big must happen, such as now.

But just like last time, these great practitioners from major sects still didn't show their true faces.

Qin Feng felt strange. If they wanted to take advantage of Old Huang's ascension to open the gate of heaven last time, so they covered their faces, then why this time?

Dugu Jiujian and Lin's grandparents and grandchildren next to them were speechless when they saw such a scene. Under the current circumstances, there is no place for small characters like them to interrupt.

"Xuanyuan clan, what do you want to do?"

A voice came from the sky, and it was unknown who it came from. It was a man's voice, with a majestic tone and pressure between words, which shocked people.

But Xuanyuan Cang did not seem surprised by the arrival of these people. Instead, he looked at the sky calmly: "Since you are already here, do you still ask questions when you know the answer?"

"Bold!" An equally majestic female voice sounded: "Xuanyuan clan, as the guardian of the northern border, is now openly robbing the Wanfo Temple. Is it possible that even you, Xuanyuan clan, have become possessed by the devil!"

"Yes!" Another male voice said: "You are the descendant of the ancient gods, and your current behavior is actually the same as that of the demons. It is really heartbreaking!"

"Xuanyuan, if you can still turn back from your mistakes, your people will still be respected by the immortal gate. Are you sure you want to do such an unforgivable thing!"

A series of thunder-like voices fell, all accusing Xuanyuan clan of stealing from the public.

These voices were intimidating in their own way. Qin Feng and the other four felt their hearts and livers were about to burst just by listening to them.

Qin Feng and Dugu Jiujian were fine, at least they had spiritual power to protect them, but the Lin family's grandparents and grandchildren were not so well off. The two of them almost exploded and died the moment they heard these voices.

Fortunately, before these great practitioners spoke, Wan You waved his hand, and an invisible barrier formed around them, covering the five people, and the Lin family's grandparents and grandchildren were saved.

But even so, Grandpa Lin still collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, looking very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Lin Yun's face flushed, and he hurried to Grandpa Lin to check on him.

Grandpa Lin waved his hand with difficulty: "I'm fine, Ayun, don't listen..."

Grandpa Lin had been stationed in the northern border for decades, so he naturally knew what this was.

The intimidation from a great practitioner is definitely not something a mortal can bear.

Wan You looked at them with compassion on his face: "It's great, the immortals, the demons, the mortals, the Buddhists... have never been so lively. You are also one of the owners of this world, listen, everything that happens next may represent the future situation of the Linxian Continent."

His voice is like a child, and like a vicissitudes of life old man, so complicated, but with the power to soothe people's hearts.

Qin Feng didn't know how strong he was, but after he spoke, the faces of the Lin family's grandparents looked much better, and Qin Feng also felt a force injected into his body. Even in the face of the pressure of more than a dozen great practitioners, he could stand firm.

He couldn't care about other people now, and frowned at everything happening below.

Xuanyuan Cang's expression was indifferent, and his expression was similar to Wan You's.

Looking up at the immortals in the sky, his eyes were filled with contempt: "You have also seen that my Xuanyuan clan has been stationed in the Extreme Cold Abyss for three thousand years for the sake of the human race and the immortal gate."

"During these three thousand years, my Xuanyuan clan used my own blood to build a non-freezing port, exhausted my own spiritual power to suppress the real dragon, and burned my own lifespan to create a barrier..."

"Once my Xuanyuan clan was the most prosperous clan in the immortal gate. All the children of the Xuanyuan clan were born with top-grade spiritual bones, and the blood of the true god flows in their flesh and bones. The children of the Xuanyuan clan can form a pill in thirty years, enter the Nascent Soul in fifty years, and break the God in a hundred years..."

Xuanyuan Cang spoke word by word, and resounded as he told the glorious past of the Xuanyuan clan.

When these numbers fell into anyone's ears, they all sighed with a sentence of God bless Xuanyuan.

Qin Feng looked up at those men and women, blurry but high-up figures. Although he could not see their true faces, Qin Feng could feel that their faces had changed.

Yes, if Xuanyuan Cang did not lie, then the existence of the Xuanyuan family is definitely the most important thing in the immortal gate.

What kind of cultivation talent is this? What kind of heavenly favor?

Look at the one behind Xuanyuan Cang.If these boys and girls can live past the age of eighteen and leave the northern border, then those who are now called "prodigies" in the immortal world will become a joke.

Unfortunately, they can't get out.

"But now, my Xuanyuan clan has exhausted the last blood, leaving only a little warmth."

"We have guarded for three thousand years, for the so-called common people, the so-called fraternity, and the so-called great way. In these three thousand years, the immortal gate has long forgotten the existence of the Xuanyuan clan. No one will think that my Xuanyuan clan is the most holy of this immortal gate. They will only sigh with emotion that 'Xuanyuan clan is really righteous', and then continue to consume our blood."

"But now, we don't want to guard anymore, and want to leave the last hope for our clan, but you say we have become demons?"

"Everyone, is this the truth of your immortal gate?"

People often say: Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

A bad person who has done evil all his life and finally did a good thing will be said to be "a prodigal son who returns to his roots is worth more than gold."

But if a good person has done good deeds all his life and finally does a bad thing, then the good deeds he has done may become a disguise, and everyone will say that he has been "possessed by the devil".

This is human nature.

Xuanyuan Cang has lived for three thousand years, and he understands what the immortal gate looks like better than anyone else.

In the past, he became the guardian god of the world for the sake of the people of the world and for a promise to protect the northern border.

And now, he doesn't mind becoming a devil for his own people.

Some people thought that Xuanyuan Cang's remarks were just excuses, and shouted angrily: "Protecting the common people is our duty as immortals. Now that you, Xuanyuan clan, have abandoned the northern border for your own survival, don't give these high-sounding reasons! You just want to live in disgrace!"

"Live in disgrace?" Xuanyuan Cang smiled on his expressionless face, and his smile was full of sarcasm: "For now... Just think that my Xuanyuan clan is a disgraceful clan, and now its true colors are revealed. Then I dare to ask everyone present, you are all supreme immortals, now that my Xuanyuan clan does not want to defend the northern border, who among you is willing to take over?"