Ye Changqing transmigrated to the Tianyuan Realm, still in his mother's womb when he awoke. He discovered that his mother, Murong Ling, who was childhood sweethearts with King Wu, was merely a ...
Countless independent cultivators and true disciples of the Taoist sects showed expressions of astonishment.
The evildoer on the Heavenly Ranking fell just like that?
And...this enlightenment monument was actually refined by Ye Changqing?
No wonder the Xiao family has been stationed in Baizhan County. It turns out they are waiting for Ye Changqing to come.
In other words, they came all the way here and didn’t even have a sip of soup!
"Asshole!"
"Relying on a divine object to suppress a peer genius, isn't that considered breaking the rules?"
Great Sage Yunming roared angrily. Ever since he left the Shinto League, he felt suppressed everywhere.
This feeling is so depressing.
It seemed as if someone was plotting against them all the time.
Even when facing Su Haoran back then, he was extremely calm and killed him step by step.
This has never happened before!
It turned out that they wanted to use the younger generation to suppress Ye Changqing.
But before they could even fight, a young master died.
Monsters of this level are hard to come by in thousands of years, and each of them has an innate Taoist body and holy talent.
They also have good fortune and luck, and have obtained many ancient opportunities.
With these blessings, there will be a chance to break through and become a saint in the future.
He had been trained as a core for the future, but now he died tragically.
"If your sect's disciples can refine the divine objects, you can let them take action. It does not count as breaking the rules." The Golden Crow Tribulation Spirit spoke calmly, staring at the other party with a sharp gaze.
Be ready to take action if there is anything unusual.
Only the Mysterious Fire Tribulation Spirit wanted to suppress his laughter and compete for treasures? Who could beat this person?
He holds several divine artifacts that were famous in the ancient times, and even in the ancient times.
The weakest is also quasi-emperor level.
The Great Sage Yunming couldn't calm down, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.
After he completely masters the spiritual realm and after Tiandao falls... he will definitely kill this golden crow creature.
He had a vague feeling that the other party was on Ye Changqing's side.
His words and actions all spoke in favor of the Qingyang Sect.
"Good! Very good!"
"Take two holy weapons!"
"I want to see who can compare with my Shinto Alliance in terms of strength!"
He has more than ten Taoist sects of immortality, including more than twenty sacred weapons.
How many years has your Qingyang Sect been rising?
Even if we add these immortal families, to put it bluntly, if they really had the strength, they would have entered the Central Divine Realm long ago.
"Yes, sir!"
A hazy figure took out the holy weapons suitable for the other two young masters from the flying boat.
An ancient bell, suspended in the air, fell into the hands of an elegant young man, emitting a faint holy power.
There is also a meteorite bronze sword, which is covered with rust and stained with dark red blood. After endless years, the rust has never dissipated, and the ferocity it exudes is so invisible that it makes people tremble.
It fell into the hands of the young man with a sword.
"Thank you, Grand Elder, for the gift of troops!"
The two young masters bowed in greeting.
My heart was filled with excitement.
They have been fighting for several years just for the position of Son of God. Only in this way can they obtain their natal holy weapon.
But nowadays, everyone has one.
Make them feel like a dream.
He even wanted to take care of Ye Changqing. After all, the strong men of the older generation were unable to take action and he could only rely on them.
But the thought was extinguished in an instant.
If you really dare to do this...
I'm afraid I won't see the sun tomorrow.
Great Sage Yunming spoke calmly.
"Han Mo, Zhang Shaoyu, if you are in the secret realm and cannot kill Ye Changqing, bring your head to me."
Han Mo calmed his inner excitement, dripped his blood and essence, merged it into the sword body, and after establishing a connection, he hurriedly saluted.
“Don’t worry, Taishang, he’s just a Tianxuan realm. Once he enters the secret realm, he won’t survive for more than a quarter of an hour!”
This holy sword of Qiankun contains the Taoist principles of Qimen Bagua. It is made of meteorite iron from outer space and integrated with ancient bronze stone of the Taoist level. In ancient times, it had supreme reputation and made saints bleed.
With the blessing of such a divine object, a mere enlightenment stele is nothing.
Zhang Shaoyu looked at the flying boat and shouted calmly: "Ye Changqing, using a divine weapon to suppress others is nothing."
"Today, the two of us, representing the Shinto League, are waiting for you in this secret realm."
"Everyone says you're the next Su Haoran."
"It just so happens that you can use the blood of your divine body to sacrifice this Void God Bell of mine."
"Today, I will kill anyone from the Xiao family, Zhou family, Lin family, Zhong family, and Qingyang Sect who enters the secret realm!"
He had a sunny smile and was extremely confident.
As long as this time it goes well.
So... the position of the next Son of God is basically decided.
Ye Changqing glanced at him but did not respond.
I'll kill him later.
He didn't reveal his strength and attack directly now, simply because there were not enough people coming.
The Shinto League has more than ten immortal sects, and only a few of them came, not enough to kill.
What if I take action and scare all the younger generation away?
The other party wants to catch the turtle in the jar.
Don’t you have the same idea?
"Buzz!"
He raised his right hand slightly, activated the spiritual energy, and placed the Enlightenment Stele onto the flying boat.
A slight humming sound came from the ancient monument, and ripples appeared in the surrounding void.
It shrank dozens of times in an instant, becoming as plain and simple as a stone.
But the Dao essence that emerged from it was extremely astonishing.
"Greetings, young master!"
It seemed to be psychic, vibrating slightly and emitting an ethereal sound.
When he woke up from his deep sleep, he felt a mysterious destiny pulling him along, so he tore through the void and came to the Lingyuan Realm.
After waiting for several days, the young geniuses who appeared did not meet its requirements.
It originally wanted to give up, but Ye Changqing took action, which made it tremble a little.
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