The Strongest Sect of All Times

"stand up!"

"You're on your feet, stand up!"

In the environment like a duel arena, angry roars sounded around.

A warrior was lying on the ground with wounds all over his body, and the four numbers'nine, five, two, seven' were engraved on his bare right shoulder.

Who?

Mozu.

In those days, he escaped the universe with the body of the soul, but was caught by the strong in the astral realm, placed on a body, and became a corpse numbered 9527, and then invaded the upper realm with the team.

Counting time, it has been several years.

How is this guy?

Judging from the current situation of black nose and swollen face, it seems not good at all.

More than that.

Life is better than death!

He is in the Astral World.

The Heaven and Earth attributes here are extremely high, even higher than the Xuanyuan Realm and Crossing the Heaven Realm, and they are definitely the top class in the first class.

At first, the demon ancestor came here with the team, feeling the rich nature of the world, and jumped up with excitement, and even started to fantasize, he will work hard to rule, rise again, and kill the eternal sect!

but……

In this upper plane, the phenomenon of the strong eating the weak is more serious.

The demon ancestor had just arrived in the astral world. Because he was classified as a low-level corpse, he was sent to the spirit stone mine. Every day, he was either mining or working on the road.

The boss of the Mowang tribe.

How can you be willing to be a miner.

The demon ancestor once resisted, and was pushed on the ground by the soldiers of the mine.

In other words, this villain belongs to the BOSS type just like the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and can't beat even a small soldier in the astral world.

Of course.

Lingshi veins are important resources.

The soldiers sent here must be very strong.

at night.

Mozu leaned in the corner like a wounded cat, licking the wound while crying.

Since he couldn't fight, he had to obey.

Since then, there has been a decadent hero in the Lingshi Mine, dragging his whole body with cuts and bruises like most ordinary corpses to mine Lingshi early and late.

If you think he has lost his fighting spirit, you are very wrong.

The demon ancestor is dormant, trying his courage.

Didn’t it survive the death of the ten great immortals that year? Is there anything more terrifying than death in this world?

No!

My devil will not be defeated!

With this in mind, he worked hard while practicing hard, and his efforts paid off. He finally expired after two years of service and completely regained his freedom.

"call!"

After striding out of the mine, the demon ancestor clenched his fists and yelled: "Two years of training has made the ancestor's mood stronger. From this moment on, it will be difficult to hide my eyes from this world!"

To become stronger, to survive.

He began to travel in the vast astral world, and he really realized the horror of this plane.

The pinnacle seeks the true state, the half-step heavenly secret state abounds.

This greatly stimulated the Demon Ancestor's desire to become stronger. For this reason, he began to haunt the mountains and old forests, and began to live a life of licking blood.

The fit between the soul and the body is getting higher and higher, and the strength is also steadily improving.

When Jun Changxiao was traveling between the stars, the Demon Ancestor was practicing hard, and when Jun Changxiao led his disciples to see the holy war in the universe, the Demon Ancestor was still practicing hard.

A few years later.

He walked out of the valley.

Solid muscles and bulging temples all represent a significant improvement in strength.

however.

This is not enough.

To advance to a higher level, you must have resources.

The Demon Ancestor came to the city and saw from the announcement that there was a duel field here. Only when the number of winning matches was reached, high-level spirit stones would be awarded, so he signed up decisively.

Before the game, he sat on the chair with cold eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "My ancestor needs blood to prove himself."

"boom------"

In the first match, he was knocked to the ground with a punch. At the beginning, the audience scolded and stood up. After all, many people put their bets on him. If they lose money, they will be in vain.

"stand up!"

"stand up!"

The demon ancestor clenched his fists and slowly got up under an angry shout. Before he got up, he was hit with a kick on his face. The whole person flew out gorgeously, mounted directly on the outer wall, and then spurted out blood. .

There is blood.

He did not prove himself.

"one two Three……"

The referee yelled to ten. The Mozu had already failed in his first battle, and he was even lifted off the stage on a stretcher.

"Fuck!"

"Lao Tzu has taken a look!"

"I thought it was a ruthless character, but I didn't expect it to be so rubbish."

The warrior who counted the money on the audience stage yelled, and the voice came into the ears of the devil, making him clenched his fists.

"Good performance."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears came and threw a space ring to the demon ancestor. He said like a master in the sky: "This is the reward you deserve."

What reward?

Remuneration for counterfeiting matches.

The Mozu Lingnian blended into it, and it was determined that it was the number that had been discussed before, and then it was difficult to get off the stretcher, dragging his scarred body out of the duel.

It is really embarrassing that the boss of the dignified demon clan has fallen into a fake match.

At that moment, walking in the sunset, his back looked so miserable and lonely, can't you put your tears on the chapter review?

"Dididi!"

"Dididi!"

The demon ancestor had not returned to his residence when the city suddenly sounded an alarm.

After living here for a long time, he knew that something special must happen.

really.

A vigorous voice rippled across the city: "A UFO has invaded my astral world without authorization. All cities and all warriors must stop them."

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was fire from the sky outside the city.

The Demon Ancestor looked up, vaguely saw the flashing area, a stream of light rushed out, and then quickly flew over the sky, barely seeing the words '66' engraved on it.

"Grab that thing!"

"This is a third-class feat!"

"Shoo! Shoo!"

In an instant, the warriors in the city flew up, chasing the place with scorching eyes towards the streamer.

"Third-class merit?"

Mozu's eyes lit up.

There are strict levels in the astral world. Although he is full of service, he is only an inferior resident. It will cost money or merit merit to go up.

If you grab a UFO that invades the astral world and get a third-class merit, you can completely get rid of the inferior and enter the middle, so you can enjoy more rights!

chase!

"call out--------"

The Mozu flew extremely fast and became a member of the hunting force.

unfortunately.

The streamer ran too fast.

In a short time, he was gone.

For the third-class merits, the astral warriors will not give up, they have scattered and searched alone, trying to find the target from the primitive mountain forest stretching tens of thousands of miles in front.

"Hey."

Mozu shook his head and said: "It's a bit naive."

I was stunned by the third-class feats just now, now I think about it carefully. I dare to enter the astral world without authorization. I am absolutely powerful. I am wounded. Even if I find it, I am definitely not an opponent.

That's it.

Let's heal up.

In order to save more energy, Mozu fell in the forest and chose to walk back.

"Ok?"

Just a few steps away, I heard the sound of rustling in my ear, so I turned my head and looked around, and I saw a large steel cast hidden in the dense mountains and forests in front of me, and it was engraved with what I saw before... Number sixty-six.

suddenly!

The Demon Ancestor stood there blankly!

The cold sword had been attached to the neck from behind, and a familiar and cold voice came: "Don't move."

The camera moved over.

Jun Changxiao was wearing a mecha suit and holding the Xuanyuan Excalibur.

Jing knew that he had been punished to continue cleaning the latrine. He decided to come personally when he came to inquire about the information.

"Pooh!"

The system spit out sputum and cursed: "The host just wanted to turn on the armor. The Xiaotian disintegrated on the runway, and it was he who secretly manipulated!"