I am reborn as an ancestor

Chapter 759 Supreme
In an instant, more than a dozen ancient warriors, including Ye Wushuang, were wrapped in the thick black energy all over their bodies.

Immediately under the dumbfounded eyes of everyone in the audience.

Those dozens of powerful ancient warriors suddenly fell from mid-air.

"Bam! Boom! Bam..."

He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up again.

And compared to the pain of the fall, the black energy on Ye Wushuang and others, which was like maggots attached to the bones, brought about a huge pain that seemed to erode the soul, which made life worse than death!
"Hmph, a group of trash still want to act presumptuously in front of this fairy, it's really self-inflicted humiliation, beyond self-esteem!"

Yuwen Boyan snorted coldly.

"This, how is this possible? Could it be that you are an ancient warrior in the Battle of Immortal Realm?!"

Ye Wushuang, who collapsed on the ground on his back, exclaimed in horror.

"Battle in the Immortal Realm? Are you talking about the middle stage of Qi training? Hmph, you really underestimate me."

Yuwen Boyan snorted coldly again, then proudly said:
"I'll tell you the truth, although I have already given up my physical body, but now I have perfected my ghost cultivation!
Even if he no longer has the strength of the foundation building period before his death, he still remains at the peak of Qi training!
That is what you call the Supreme Realm! "

As soon as these words came out, all the warriors on the top of Zhenwu Mountain were completely stunned on the spot as if they had been petrified.

Supreme Realm!
My God, could it be that the young man in the red robe is really the highest realm that all warriors can achieve in the legend, the Supreme Realm? !
You must know that the realms of ordinary warriors are Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Hua Jin, and Gang Jin.

When ordinary warriors break through the strength and step into the ancient martial arts avenue, they are divided into four realms: Martial Saint, Martial God, War Immortal, and Supreme.

And the Supreme Realm is the highest realm that is well-deserved in the entire Chinese warrior world!
Legend has it that there are only five great families behind the ancient martial arts sect, and there may still be ancient warriors of the Supreme Realm, but no one has actually seen them.

However, just today, an ancient martial artist of the Supreme Realm, who was not born in the world, appeared alive in front of the world.

This, this is simply incredible!
For a moment, all the martial artists in the audience showed an unprecedented shock, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

"To, Supreme Realm..."

Ye Wushuang, who was paralyzed on the ground, was shaking like chaff at this moment.

No matter what, she never expected that Yuwen Boyan, the ancestor of the Fengshen Sect, was actually an ancient warrior of the Supreme Realm.

This is too unbelievable!
"Supreme Realm? This, how is this possible!"

Standing in the front row of the auditorium, Xing Weizhou exclaimed in disbelief, and immediately looked at the gray-haired old man beside him.

"General!"

But before he could say anything, Chu Yuntian frowned tightly, his face sinking like water, and said:

"Notify all ministries to start special combat readiness immediately! Wait for the combat order!"

"Yes, General."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xing Weizhou suddenly pressed the communicator in his hand...

And at this moment, the more than 20 spectators on the top of Zhenwu Mountain were stunned and inexplicably shocked when they saw the dozen or so old men who fell to the ground from a high altitude and were in great pain.

Is this still a performance?

And at the next moment, Yuwen Boyan, who was sitting cross-legged on the back of a giant crow, looked down at Ye Wushuang on the ground, and snorted coldly:

"The reason why this Immortal Lord is leaving you alone for the time being is because I want to ask you something.

If you don't answer well, then this fairy king will make it impossible for you to live or die!
More than half a month ago, my avatar puppet was completely wiped out in this place, not even a trace of spiritual thoughts left.

Tell me, who is the heinous murderer?I am going to smash his corpse into thousands of pieces today, and I can't take my soul and refine my soul! "

But upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but startled, suddenly a little surprised and puzzled.Of course she knew what happened on Zhenwu Mountain half a month ago.

But looking at Yuwen Boyan's appearance, it seems that he doesn't know who killed his remnant soul.

This was beyond her expectation.

"Yuwen Boyan, don't be crazy! I advise you to leave here honestly, otherwise you will never end well when Mr. Wu comes later!"

Ye Wushuang endured the huge pain from the black air erosion on his body, and gritted his teeth and shouted coldly.

Hearing the sound, Yuwen Boyan was startled, and then asked in a deep voice with his gaze like a torch:
"That Mr. Wu you mentioned, is it the one who killed my clone puppet?"

"Yes, Mr. Wu is a true immortal, even you will never be his opponent!"

Ye Wushuang threatened sternly.

But at this time, Yuwen Boyan seemed to have heard some big joke, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly:
"Hahaha, stupid guy, he's still talking big when he's about to die.

This fairy was already invincible in the world 200 years ago, surpassing this entire star!
And 200 years later, you poor fellows who don't even have an orthodox practice method and can only stay in the Qi training stage, you still say that the real immortal is coming to the mortal world, and I am not his opponent, it is really ridiculous!

Let me tell you, this fairy can crush that so-called Mr. Wu into powder with one finger! "

As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Boyan suddenly erupted with an unprecedented monstrous aura.

In an instant, the audience of more than 20 people felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, and they trembled unconsciously.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized that everything in front of them really didn't seem like a show...

And at this moment, Ye Wushuang, who collapsed on the ground, supported the severe pain in his body and the majestic coercion, and said hoarsely:

"Yuwen Boyan, let's wait and see! You dare to make trouble today on the day of the founding of the Ancient Hua Xianzong, Mr. Wu will never let you go!"

"Create a sect?"

Yuwen Boyan was taken aback when he heard the words, and then looked around.

But on the top of the empty mountain, apart from a newly arranged stage, there is not even a shelter from the wind and rain...

Seeing this, Yuwen Boyan couldn't help but sneer and said:
"Hehe, what you call the Ancient Hua Immortal Sect is only this ruined archway at the foot of the Immortal Lord? Your Mr. Wu is really pitiful!"

After finishing speaking, a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Yuwen Boyan's mouth.

Immediately, the giant crow under him spread out its huge black wings in an instant.

Two huge bird claws, like steel tongs, grabbed down suddenly with a monstrous momentum.

"boom!"

In an instant, the majestic archway collapsed under everyone's shocked and inexplicable eyes!

And the black plaque inlaid with the four gilded characters of "Ancient Hua Xianzong" on it also fell to pieces...

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience couldn't help being extremely shocked.

"You, how dare you..."

At this moment, Ye Wushuang stared blankly at the ruins of the archway, and was so sad that she couldn't speak.

(End of this chapter)