Come here!
The sages around Qin Feng sneered.
The next moment, countless figures slid down and knelt.
Emperor Yun took the lead and knelt in front of Qin Feng, obediently.
Afterwards, tens of thousands of supreme monks knelt in an orderly manner.
"Call me uncle!" a group of people roared.
They were originally residual souls.
Now, under Qin Feng’s World Tree and Immortal Fountain, his soul is concentrated.
This kind of grace of rebirth, allowing a group of unfilial descendants to call them "uncle", is really a bargain for them.
If it weren't for the unfilial descendants here who couldn't bear to lose face, they would have to kneel down and kowtow three times and nine times to thank the emperor for his kindness of giving them a new life.
"Ancestor, I have condensed the immortal platform. I am the master of Jiuzhou. Becoming an immortal is only one step away. How can I kneel down and call others "master"?" Anger rose in Emperor Yun's eyes.
He can kneel down in front of his ancestors.
He was slapped by his ancestors, and he had nothing to say.
But Qin Feng, why?
"You rotten fish and shrimp, what's so great about Xiantai? One hundred thousand years ago, when we were killing evil spirits, we all condensed Xiantai.
Why!
Just because he saved your ancestors!" Yun Qi raised his hand and slapped Yun Di in the face again.
“Also, please hand over your immortal roots.
You little loser, are you worthy of possessing immortal roots?"
Emperor Yun raised his head abruptly, the power of heaven and earth surging through him like crazy: "Ancestor, please don't go too far. I also have to save face.
Now that the Evil Ancestor has recovered, without me, who can resist the Evil Clan?
The immortal root is in my hands, and it belongs to me."
Immortal roots, supreme power.
Without his immortal spiritual root, his strength would plummet by dozens of times.
No one can take away his immortal roots.
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