Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

320 Allegiance
The sheep-headed demon clan, using low-grade spiritual weapons, instantly displayed almost transcendent combat power.

This spirit weapon is extremely weird, not an ordinary spirit weapon.

Otherwise, it will definitely not be able to exert this power.

Sensing the powerful aura from the sheep-headed monster clan, Zhao Gangye's first thought was to run away.

The same is true of General Li.

The strength of the opponent is simply invincible.

The three of them are not opponents at all.

If you can escape, you may not be able to escape.

But it's better than waiting to die!
"nothing."

At this time, Xu Chen spoke with a confident look on his face.

"Stay back in peace, I'll deal with him."

Zhao Gangye fled, feeling anxious.

"Senior brother Xu Chen, the current strength of this sheep-headed demon clan is comparable to detachment and invincible."

Zhao Gangye yelled loudly, he was afraid that Xu Chen would be brave.

In other words, if Master Xu Chen is not good at perception and his judgment ability is a bit weak, he thinks that the sheep-headed monster race is nothing?
General Li was also extremely anxious.

"Senior Brother Xu Chen, let's go back and seek help from our master. This task is beyond our control."

Sensing the aura of the sheep-headed monster clan, Li Jiang only felt that he was swaying in the wind and rain.

He is very upset now.

Senior brother Xu Chen didn't run away, and even greeted him.

At this moment, if they escaped and left Senior Brother Xu Chen here, they would have to send Senior Brother Xu Chen to his death.

Could it be that senior brother Xu Chen has the strength to deal with the sheep-headed demon clan?

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and Li would sweep it away.

This is impossible.

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the sheep-headed monster.

All over his body was glowing with red blood.

At this moment, his state is extremely special.

He walked over step by step, with blood all over his body.

"Boy, if you see that I don't leave, just stay here!"

The sheep-headed demon clan has already broken the jar.

Just now, these three disciples of Taixu Sect didn't want to save his life, so let him be ruthless.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Gangye immediately wanted to agree to the conditions of the sheep-headed monster clan.

"Is it?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Chen's mouth.

"I used to like to eat hot boiled mutton.

However, I'm not interested in sheep like you, you only deserve to be with the dirt. "

Xu Chen took a step forward, the cloud was calm and the wind was light.

"You're courting death!" the sheep-headed monster roared, rushing towards Xu Chen.

The force of one blow is enough to crush the Immortal Ascension Boundary into pieces.

"Taixu swordsmanship!"

At this moment, a sword light lit up.

In Xu Chen's hand, a treasured sword appeared.

Above the sword, there was a terrifying aura.

He stabbed with a sword, without any bells and whistles.

He naturally doesn't know any Taixu swordsmanship.

Just a normal stab!
But with the support of powerful strength, even a blade of grass can cut stars.

hold head high!
A dragon chant sounded, and it seemed that there was only that sharp sword left in the world.

"die!"

A sword directly penetrated the head of the sheep-headed monster clan.

Countless sword lights overflowed from the edge of the sword.

Stab it!

The entire sheep-headed monster clan seemed to have been torn into pieces from the inside.

Boom!
With a muffled sound, countless sword lights shot out from his body.

And looking at the sheep-headed monster clan, the whole person doesn't have a good piece of flesh and blood.

The dead can no longer die.

On the ground, there was only a blood-red ruler left.

Zhao Gangye swallowed.

Li Jiang stared wide-eyed.

"Senior Brother Xu Chen." Zhao Gangye suppressed the shock in his heart.

Senior brother Xu Chen is so strong!

No wonder, the Qing Baihua Elders Council chose Senior Brother Xu Chen as the core disciple.

This kind of strength is also at the top among the core disciples.

"The task is completed, I still have to go to Shijiacheng to meet friends.

You guys just leave first. "

Xu Chen said lightly.

The task is completed, which means that he is about to start his plan.

It's not appropriate to be with these two again.

"Obey!" Zhao Gangye cupped his fists, the awe he felt towards Xu Chen was beyond words.

"Brother Xu Chen, farewell!" Zhao Gangye said
But before leaving, Zhao Gangye struggled a little, and suddenly said: "Senior brother Xu Chen, if you want to know the news of the inner sect, I am willing to be an eyeliner."

These words mean allegiance!

In Taixu Sect, many inner disciples choose to follow the core disciples, and many core disciples choose to follow the true disciples.

Li Jiang also said instantly: "Me too."

Xu Chen smiled.

If he was in Qingxuanzong, he didn't care about such loyalty at all.

But now that he is in Taixuzong, he really needs some people.

Otherwise, his Dagongism cannot preach.

"it is good."

Xu Chen smiled.

Zhao Gangye was ecstatic.

After all, Senior Brother Xu Chen is so powerful, but his reputation is not obvious.

I'm afraid that in the gambling battle ten years later, Senior Brother Xu Chen's record must be astonishing.

His status in Taixu Sect will also be greatly improved.

Investing in such an existence, he feels very profitable.

Watching Zhao Gangye and Li Jiang leave, Xu Chen's eyes fell on the blood ruler.

"This blood ruler is quite special."

Special is special, but Xu Chen didn't care.

He has a high-grade spiritual weapon such as the Dragon Yin Sword, but he doesn't care about a low-grade spiritual weapon such as the blood ruler.

Putting the blood ruler back into the storage bag, Xu Chen thought about it.

In front of it, a puppet suddenly appeared.

This puppet has the same appearance as Xu Chen, and even has the strength of the Immortal Ascension Boundary.

Even stronger than Nangong Qing.

"Code name: ghmt-22."

"Let's go to Shijiacheng."

Xu Chen ordered.

Immediately, the puppet received Xu Chen's idea and flew to Shijiacheng.

Xu Chen's figure also disappeared from the world in an instant.

……

Qiling family.

At its peak, there were nearly 30 billion clan members.

Today, there are only 3000 million clansmen, among whom the blood of the human race mainly flows.

Among them, there are some blood of the Dream Spirit Race.

This made their cultivation a prison.

As an old-fashioned race, today's Enlightenment Clan is doing very poorly.

"Father, a lot of Taiqi people have been found in the Jiling Mountain area."

A plump young woman came over, her belly was puffed out, with a hint of worry on her face.

In front of her, there was an old man with a map in front of him.

The old man's face was neither sad nor happy, he was the patriarch of Qiling Clan - Qi Tianji.

"How much of the Spirit Mine in Jiling Mountain is left?" Qi Tianji asked.

"Father, there are [-]% left." Qiying said.

"Forty percent..." Qi Tianji murmured, "Give it to them."

"Father!" Qiying became anxious immediately, "The spiritual mines in Jiling Mountain are already the last ten remaining spiritual mines.

If it is given to the Taiqi clan, our clan members will not have enough resources for self-cultivation! "

Today's Qiling clan is extremely poor.

With 3000 million people, there are only ten spiritual mines.

"If we don't give it to them, what are we going to fight for?"

"But, I gave it this time, next time the Taiqi Clan will continue to come, what shall we do?
Do you want to give it next time? "Qiying refused to budge.

"Our strength is far weaker than that of the Taiqi Clan.

Could it be that the ancestors were awakened from their slumber? "

The Qiling clan once had 30 billion people at its peak.

Although the cultivation of this family is bumpy, they have accumulated a lot of strong people.

In the ancestral land, many ancestors are sleeping.

This is the foundation of Qiling Clan.

These ancestors are usually in a deep sleep.

Only when the Qiling clan faces a huge crisis will they wake up.

However, after waking up, the consequences are also very serious, life essence is running out.

"But..." Qiying sighed, "It would be great if Brother Zhao wasn't injured.

As an inner disciple of the Taixu Sect, the Taiqi Clan would also be afraid of him. "

"The Taiqi family, that's behind it." There was a trace of fear in Qi Tianji's voice.

That, but the real big family.

Even, no less than Taixuzong.

Their purpose is to suppress all creatures with the blood of the Dream Spirit Race.

Of course, it's just a secret suppression.

"Could it be... Heaven is going to destroy my Qiling family?" Qitianji sighed.

"The matter of Jiling Mountain, we..." Qiying hesitated to speak.

"Call the people back." Qi Tianji said quietly.

He has no other choice.

He couldn't afford to start a war with the Taiqi clan for a spiritual mine.

However, he also knew that what he would stand back and meet would be endless suppression.

One step back, one step back.

However, every decision he makes is related to the life and death of 3000 million people.

He dare not.

He is afraid of extermination.

At the beginning, there were dozens of holy masters in the powerful dream spirit clan.

It will be destroyed if it is said to be destroyed.

What do they count as the Qiling clan?
"Ugh."

At this moment, a sigh came.

An old man appeared in the room.

Seeing the old man, Qi Tianji's expression shook.

"Thirteenth Patriarch, why did you leave the customs?"

The Thirteenth Patriarch is also the self-proclaimed First Patriarch.

His exit this time means that... he is not far from death.

"I'm not going out of the customs at this time. Could it be that I'm watching you give away the spirit mine of Jiling Mountain?" The Thirteenth Patriarch said calmly.

"Thirteen Patriarchs..." Qi Tianji's eyes turned red.

"This time, I will go to Jiling Mountain." The Thirteenth Patriarch said in a flat voice, "Jiling Mountain, there is no room for loss.

It's worth it to die alone in exchange for ten years of peace for the Qiling Clan. "

The Thirteenth Patriarch had already made up his mind to die.

In other words, after he came out, he didn't think about living.

This time, he took the shot and fought against the Taiqi Clan.

One is to show the background and tough attitude of the Qiling clan; the other is to preserve the spirit mine of Jiling Mountain.

Seeing the Thirteenth Patriarch's attack, the Taiqi Clan's attack against the Qiling Clan will definitely be much weaker.

After all, the purpose of the Taiqi Clan is to completely consume the foundation of the Qiling Clan.

"I'll come when I go."

Following the words of the Thirteenth Patriarch Yundanfengqing, his appearance changed.

In an instant, from an old man to a young man.

Fengshen is like jade, with a deep and terrifying breath.

He has already reached the peak level of spirit refining.

"Congratulations to send the ancestors!"

"Congratulations to send the ancestors!"

Half a day later, the Thirteenth Patriarch returned to the Qiling Clan.

He still maintains a youthful appearance, but his aura is very unstable.

"Thirteen Patriarchs..." Qi Tianji looked worried.

"The matter has been resolved." The Thirteenth Patriarch looked calmly, "The Taiqi clan promises that within three years, the Spirit Mine of Jiling Mountain will not be moved."

"Three years is enough." Qi Tianji nodded with complicated eyes.

How sad it is to exchange the life of the thirteen patriarchs for three years of peaceful development of the Qiling clan.

"Oh, I'm getting old." The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed, "I thought that with my strength, I could win ten years for the Qiling Clan."

The Thirteenth Patriarch thought of the terrifying aura on that person from the Taiqi Clan, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

The other party is in the prime of life, he is old and frail.

After their ancestors are done fighting, who else can the Qiling Clan rely on?
Today's Qiling clan, except for their ancestors.

There are less than ten strong people who have transcended the realm.

Moreover, they are all body training.

Almost all sentient beings are unable to step into the realm of refining gods.

It can be said that the decline of the Qiling clan can be seen in the eyes.

"Thirteen Patriarchs, do you want us to move out of the Kunlan Realm and go to a deserted realm?" Qi Tianji spoke slowly, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"ass."

The Thirteenth Patriarch hit Qi Tianji in the face with a cane.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on Qi Tianji's face.

"Desolate realm, no resources, how can we develop?"

Saying that, the Thirteenth Patriarch hit Qi Tianji in the face with another cane.

Immediately, there was a bloodstain on Qi Tianji's left and right cheeks.

See how symmetrical it is.

The Thirteenth Patriarch felt much more comfortable.

"In the deserted realm, they can use a lot of means.

Any natural disaster can wipe us out.

In the Kunlan world, they will at least be afraid that the power of the human race will not do anything to us. "

"Understood." Qi Tianji nodded.

Regardless of the ruthlessness of the ancestors, these injuries are not considered injuries to them.

"I'll go to the forbidden area, maybe I won't come out." The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed.

He is in extremely poor condition at the moment, and he can't even win against Qi Tianji.

His life span is not much.

Perhaps, it won't last half a month.

"Respectful farewell to the ancestor." Qi Tianji's voice was choked with sobs.

He knew that the ancestor wanted to die in the forbidden area.

Dying in the forbidden area can also feed back the Qiling clan.

This is the continuation of the race.

These monks, having reached a high level, will have a stronger sense of belonging to the ethnic group.

Unless, get rid of everything, become an emperor, or become a saint immediately.

Otherwise, these monks are extremely caring about the ethnic group.

"Ugh."

The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed, his figure flashed, and he appeared in the forbidden area.

No one else came to the forbidden area of ​​Qiling Clan.

Inside, there are densely packed tombstones.

These tombstones are all those who died for their tribe and fought for their tribe.

The Thirteenth Patriarch stayed in front of a tombstone with a rare smile on his face.

"Three thousand years ago, the old twelve told me that the tomb in the forbidden area was half the price of the second one, and asked me if I could buy it.

I almost had a fight with him at the time.

But fortunately, he still gave me the cemetery next to you.

It won't be long before I go to accompany you.

It's a pity, I can't let go of the Qiling clan, and I can't let go of the Qiling clan that you miss so much.

When you fell, you grabbed my hand and said, you must take good care of the prosperity of the Qiling clan.

But now..."

The Thirteenth Patriarch's voice choked up.

Today's Qiling clan is not even as good as the original Qiling clan.

He squatted down and sat on the ground, hugging the tombstone.

It's like hugging a blood relative.

The Thirteenth Patriarch spoke slowly, and he talked a lot.

After all, for the past 3000 years, he has been leading the Qiling clan to resolve countless difficulties.

However, cracking difficulties does not mean ushering in hope, and there may be more difficulties.

"I wish I could borrow another 5000 years from the sky!"

The Thirteenth Patriarch's eyes were hazy.

Suddenly, for some reason, he felt a little sleepy.

"When people are old, do they have to sleep?
How long have I been without real sleep? "

He proclaimed his ancestral land, unlike sleep.

Now, is the real sleep.

At this moment, he fell asleep and fell asleep.

ps: The number of people joining the group is a bit too much. I agree with too many people and the application for joining the group is invalid.

(End of this chapter)