When the little Golden Crow saw this scene, it couldn't help but tremble. The invisible breath made it feel suffocated.
Is this what a small formation like mine should endure...
Ye Changqing looked at the people in front of him in a daze. Every shadow mark was extremely terrifying.
An old man with gray hair, although he is just a shadow, there are stars in the sky flowing around him.
A handsome young man, dressed in white, exudes a sword intent that seems to be able to shatter the heaven and earth.
A middle-aged man, just looking at that station, seemed like the master of heaven and earth.
The last one was a little blurry and could not be seen clearly. It was vaguely a woman, but her body seemed to be a sea of corpses and blood, and the will to kill was extremely strong.
The corner of Pure Yang Saint's mouth twitched slightly. Sure enough... he was discovered. He shouldn't have hesitated before.
What does it matter whether he becomes a disciple or not? Isn't it enough to just instill your inheritance into this kid's mind and help him get started?
Still one step behind.
These old guys are surprisingly so sensitive. They can sense it so quickly even if the body is buried several miles or even dozens of miles away from them.
Miscalculated.
Immediately, he snorted coldly: "Let's put aside whether I can help you or not. Did I fight against the three saints of the God Clan back then? Did I injure them severely?"
"Besides, if I had died quickly back then, your remnant soul could have survived for a few hundred years. I could have passed on my inheritance to him first, and he would have found a suitable disciple for you later. Isn't that the same thing?"
"The geniuses tend to gather together. I'll bring you two divine bodies to choose from..."
The reason was not right, but the anger was strong, but… before he could finish his words, several people with the marks of saints directly launched their killing moves and prepared to take action.
"Hey, stop fighting, stop fighting. The printing records are really scattered. Let him pick whatever he wants!" The Pure Yang Saint quickly admitted his mistake and did not dare to continue shouting.
The old figure raised his eyelids slightly and scolded: "If it really is an innate holy body, we old guys will not fight with you."
"It's true that this mark of yours will only disappear in a few years."
"But... you old fellow, you have the nerve to take the divine body for yourself!?"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he even wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat the Pure Yang Saint to death.
At this moment, the middle-aged man who exuded the majesty of an emperor exclaimed in surprise.
"Eh... This kid's bloodline is not simple."
"It turns out he's a descendant of the old man from the Su family."
Upon hearing this, several phantoms stopped their movements, moved closer to Ye Changqing, and used their means to investigate, all showing surprised and suspicious looks.
"He really is the descendant of that old man from the Su family."
"Fuck, how on earth can that old man break free from his shackles and rise to the level of a saint by cheating and deceiving others? How can his descendants even reach the level of an innate divine body?"
"That's right. We've been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, but not even a single innate holy body has appeared. This is outrageous and the way of heaven is unfair!"
Everyone showed anger, because if the disciples of later generations had innate holy bodies and practiced their own skills, they would be able to sense it.
At this moment, some tragic memories came to mind.
Back then, they were all cheated out of too many treasures by the old man from the Su family, including some holy-level ones.
The key is that I can't win, so I can only hold my anger in my stomach.
Upon seeing this, Little Golden Crow was a little stunned. It turned out... the young master had an extraordinary background. No wonder he had a congenital divine body.
A saint was born in our ancestors.
Judging from his appearance, he is even more powerful than these ancient beings.
After all... a saint or a powerful person would take revenge on the spot, so who would keep remembering it?
Unless you can't beat him.
Upon hearing this, Ye Changqing couldn't help but shudder in his heart. What had the ancestors of the Su family done to make them hold a grudge against him until now?
Then, he hesitated and spoke to explain for his ancestor.
"Um...seniors, I think you recognized the wrong person, didn't you?"
"In the ancient books of my Su family, there are a few records that tens of thousands of years ago, our Su family gave birth to a saint ancestor. That should have been after the ancient times, and there should be no intersection with you."
“And it’s gone.”
The Pure Yang Saint's eyes widened. "How is that possible? That old fellow became famous in ancient times, was extremely powerful, and had set foot on the other side of enlightenment. He even targeted the source of the chaos and set up a terrifying killing plan. Even if he didn't die, it's impossible for him to appear in the world."
"Could it be... that kid Su Haoran? That kid has an innate holy body. Rumor has it that he was hidden by the old man of the Su family and was not targeted."
"Fuck, a saint has appeared among the descendants of the Su family!?"
"Are all the people in my Chunyang Holy Land just sitting around doing nothing? They haven't found me yet!"
Saint Chunyang was so angry that he vomited blood and even cursed loudly, regardless of his image.
The descendants of the old man in the Su family are more powerful than the other.
On the other hand, no one has ever heard of the disciples he passed down. Could it be that his Taoist lineage has been destroyed?
The other four shadows also showed resentful expressions.
I sighed again in my heart, the world is unfair!
At this time, the handsome man rubbed his chin with his fingertips, sensing something deep in Ye Changqing's blood, and said hesitantly.
"No, this kid still has the blood of the Ye family, but it's very thin. The old man from the Ye family also has a share."
"Can you tell me the location of the Divine Sword Sect?"
"Before I die, I'll see if I can get out of this world and beat up all my descendants."
"Let them learn a lesson."
His tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact.
As a sword cultivator, his Dao heart is the most stable, but now he also feels unfair.
Those two people from the Su family and the Ye family back then were not good people.
His own disciples didn't even make a splash, and he hated them for not fighting for it.
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