You Guys Keep Imagining, I'm Really Becoming an Emperor!

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 ...

Chapter 233: The Magical Powers of the Ancient Era

Therefore, I must hold Ye Changqing's thighs tightly.

What a bullshit quasi-emperor.

As long as you dare to target this ancestor.

Even if I have to destroy the entire Lingyuan world, I must kill him!

A hint emerged in Ye Changqing's mind.

[Lingyuan Tiandao believes that you may have the means to improve the rank of the origin of the century of cultivation, and is trembling in his heart.]

【Brain supplement progress 60%】

[If the progress is 100%, after manifestation, you will obtain a magical secret method that can elevate the world's rank, passed down from the ancient era.]

Ye Changqing was slightly stunned.

Holy shit...it turns out that the rank of the cultivation world can really be improved.

It seems that I need to find a way to realize this imagination as soon as possible.

This is of great use to me.

He immediately said, "Senior Tuntian, set off at full speed and head towards the Tianwu Holy Land!"

"After all, there are some villains in the rear, which will eventually affect my mood. Let's destroy these five great sects first."

Next, Ye Changqing will integrate the Lingyuan Realm, use the Yantian Realm as a buffer, and slaughter all the creatures in the four realms.

"Understood!"

The Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron Spirit was dressed in a black robe that covered its body. With a wave of its hand, spiritual energy like a tide swept across the entire flying boat.

Driving quickly towards the Qingtian Dao Realm.

Creatures such as the Xuanhuo Jieling and the Heavenly Dao Will simply dispersed their marks, escaped into the void, and appeared in front of the mountain gate of the Tianwu Holy Land.

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Tianwu Holy Land.

The mountains stretch out like a sleeping dragon.

Rolling thunderclouds covered the sky and earth for thousands of miles.

Five hazy figures stood above the sky and earth, their aura as profound as the abyss, vaguely connected to the laws of the Tao.

Inside the mountain gate, Saint Tianwu stood with his hands behind his back, looking up, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"I never thought that in just a few days, these elders at the Hedao realm could actually reach the Jiesheng realm after planting the demon seeds."

"Emperor Yuanfeng, how confident are you in surviving the Saint Tribulation?"

He looked at the black-robed young man beside him, who was none other than Yuan Feng, the prince of the Wanmo clan.

Originally, Saint Tianwu was just trying it out, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good.

During this period, the number of middle-level cultivators in the five major sects continued to increase rapidly, and their combat power increased rapidly.

There are now more than ten powerful people in the realm of Tribulation Saint.

These five elders were undergoing the tribulation just to test the waters in advance.

If the Ten Thousand Demons Clan is reliable, then... all the Tribulation Saints will all survive the tribulation.

The five major Taoist sects will usher in glory.

What Qingyang Sect, what Su Family, what Shinto League.

They are nothing but dry bones in a grave.

During this period of time, several saint wars broke out in the Qingtian Dao Realm, and each time the saints won a great victory, almost crushing the enemy.

The pent-up anger in my heart finally dissipated.

Yuan Feng's expression was calm, and he said indifferently: "They are just five saints. Senior Tianwu, there is no need to be so excited."

"This... is just the first step in our efforts to suppress the Spiritual Realm."

"As long as the five great sects sincerely follow this prince, the entire Lingyuan Realm will be given to you."

After all...what the Ten Thousand Demons need is nothing more than the flesh and blood of humans, which can be melted into pills to increase their qi and blood and the power of rules.

It doesn't matter to them who rules this world.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, the five great saints, including Lord Da Ri and the Ancestor Yu Ling, had their eyes shining with brilliance and hurriedly bowed in greeting.

They knew that in addition to their own five families, there was also the Xuanming Immortal Sect.

In other words... the future Lingyuan Realm will belong to these six major forces.

I was a little resistant at first.

But after the demon seed was planted, both the strength of the sects under his command and his own strength experienced a surge.

Yuan Feng said calmly: "It's a pity that Ye Changqing has gone to another world."

"Otherwise, this prince would like to have a game of chess with him and see how long he can last under my control."

There was a hint of sneer in his tone.

It's just helping some Tribulation Saints to break through. To me, it's nothing.

This group of cultivators, by planting the demon seeds, can draw strength from their own saintly and quasi-emperor ancestors, and can rise to the level of saintly combat power in a short period of time.

It is not difficult to overcome the tribulation of a saint.

I guess the other party is using the same method.

Therefore, when the entire Lingyuan world was bragging about Ye Changqing's miracles, he felt extremely unhappy.

After all... when they were in Lingyuan, this guy not only rejected his kindness, but even took action to keep him.

"What is a mere Ye Changqing? How can he be compared with His Royal Highness the Emperor's son?"

"He doesn't even qualify to be your Highness's war slave, let alone a game. Your Highness is overly respectful of him."

"Fellow Daoist Tianwu is absolutely right. He has only made use of the heritage left by the ancestors of the Su family to get to where he is today."

The five great saints all showed disdain.

Judging from Lei Fa Gulu's previous performance, he is just a genius.

If it weren't for the blessing left by the ancestors of the Su family, he would have been killed by the Shinto League long ago.

Still alive today?

Yuan Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke calmly.

"Well, he's just a scoundrel, no need to worry about him."

"The Saint's Tribulation has begun."

Everyone looked up.

In the rolling thunderclouds, silver-white lightning punishment condensed and turned into thick, winding lightning snakes, emitting a breath of destruction.

The five powerful Tribulation Saints were surrounded by light black mist, and their arms were covered with bloodshot, making them look like evil demons.

They looked at Thunder Saint Jie with extremely excited expressions and licked their lips.

"How can a mere Saint's Tribulation stop us?"

They used to be extremely afraid, believing that they would never be able to overcome the calamity of becoming a saint and transcend the world in this lifetime.

But now it's different.

After possessing the demon seed and absorbing the blood and energy, his physical body improved rapidly and reached the extreme of quasi-saint.

He can also borrow the origin of the Great Dao of the Demon Lord Realm to overcome tribulations at will.

To them, it was extremely easy.

"snort!"

A cold snort, like the sound of Sanskrit, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

A silver-white figure slowly gathered above the clouds. It was surrounded by crimson true fire, and its eyes were blazing, like a god.

"What a courage!"

"How dare you transform into a demon!"

"court death!"

A cold murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Xuanhuo Jieling.

The thunderclouds covering thousands of miles became violent, like huge waves.