Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 119 The Birth of the First Generation of Ancient Eucharist (Part 3)
"Disciple Shi Zhenxiang, pay homage to Master!" The second person to salute was the ancestor of the dung beetle.

It has given itself a name that it thinks fits the occasion.

Dung beetles love dung balls, so the name Shi Zhenxiang is very appropriate.

Yang Heng nodded, "That's right, your bloodline has begun to return to your ancestors. This emperor expects you to roll the planet as a dung ball, or even the entire universe as a dung ball, just like your ancestors."

The ancestor of the dung beetle heard the encouragement from the Immortal Emperor, his eyes were red with excitement, and he kowtowed: "I must work hard to cultivate, and I will live up to my master's respect."

"Disciple Guijian, pay homage to Master!" The third person who stepped forward to salute was the strange ancestor, the headless corpse.

He was carrying a rusty ancient sword, with a gloomy air, like an ancient ghost walking out of hell.

Yang Heng glanced at this weird ancestor, deduced it slightly, and was not surprised.

When this person was alive, he was the ancestor of a generation of swordsmen, with profound swordsmanship and cultivation as a quasi-emperor. When he was practicing the head-wrapped back-piercing swordsmanship, he accidentally cut off his head. Holding the sword, set foot on Emperor Zhun again.

"That's right, life and death are the same for the heart that asks the sword, and there will be great achievements in the future!" Yang Heng praised.

Suijian kowtowed excitedly, he has no head, but he rubbed his neck against the ground to show his respect.

And it is more grateful to Yang Heng than anyone else.

Because this kind of creature is neither dead nor alive, no force is willing to take it, and no one has ever succeeded in proving the Dao to the Great Emperor.

This type of creature shouldn't exist, so under the chaotic catastrophe, they will often be wiped out.

But now, after joining Yang Heng's Immortal Dojo, he sees hope, the hope that the strange clan will appear as a great emperor, so he is extremely excited and grateful.

"The disciple will be loyal to the master in the future, swear to follow the master to the death, expand the territory for the master, and conquer the starry sky!"

Weird sends out soul fluctuations, sincere and serious.

Yang Heng nodded slightly, very pleased.

"Disciple Ji Changkong, pay homage to Master!" The fourth creature stood up and saluted, but he was a handsome young man with an extraordinary temperament. There was a trace of unruly evil in his brows, which added a bit of charm.

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to have a hormonal aura, and there was an uproar in the square. Many female disciples and mothers were restless and their eyes lit up.

Yang Heng couldn't help but look sideways, this Ji Changkong was second only to himself in temperament and handsome appearance.

He is the prettiest boy in this square besides himself.

Yang Heng smiled: "That's right, whether it's name or appearance, you are qualified to be the emperor's disciple. Work hard, you still have a long way to go in the future!"

This sentence sounds like a compliment, but after careful analysis, it is found that it is only the recognition of Ji Changkong's appearance and temperament. In the end, he even tapped and hinted, don't be embarrassed, you are still very young, you have to go There is still a long way to go.

Ji Changkong's heart shuddered.

Not knowing why Emperor Immortal wanted to beat himself, he kowtowed in fear, and swore: "I, Ji Changkong, will definitely work hard in cultivation, swear to follow Master to the death, fight in the starry sky for Master, and never betray!"

Yang Heng nodded and looked at the next disciple.

"Disciple Zhu Wuxiang, pay homage to Master!" It was a big wild boar, to be exact, the ancestor of the saber-toothed pig, saluting Yang Heng respectfully.

The five disciples behind him followed suit and kowtowed.

The top ten on the ladder, two from the human race, five from the monsters, and three from the weird.

Yang Heng said: "According to the previous promise of the emperor, the top ten can directly become the emperor's personal disciples, bestow ancient physical training methods, and three mysterious gift packages."

"Disciple, I have accepted it!"

After that, with a wave of his hand, ten tokens fell in front of the two of them, with the Immortal Mountain carved on one side and the words Immortal Emperor written on the other.

This can be regarded as their identity badges as disciples of the Great Emperor, and their title has also become "Young Emperor!"

Those named disciples can only be regarded as "Quasi-Shaodi".

So far, these ten people can be said to have reached the sky in one step, becoming the most dazzling existence among the [-] million disciples, with an infinitely bright future.

"The ancient method of physical training is called "Pull-Up Push-ups for Physical Training". You should practice hard. If you don't understand, you can ask your elder brother Li Daqiu for advice."

Yang Heng said with a smile, pointing out, ten beams of light entered the eyebrows of ten disciples.

Then, another ten purple lights fell, three for each person, and three "like" gift packages for each.

The ten disciples were very excited, and the master rewarded them with magical skills and praised them again. They felt tearful, and their blood surged again.

Ten of them are all cultivated by Zhundi, and now they are all completed by Zhundi, and they can take the last step at any time.

"The top three come out!"

Yang Heng said.

After the voice fell, Yang Su, Shi Zhenxiang, the patriarch of the dung beetle, and Gui Jian, the patriarch of the strange monster, lined up neatly, proud and excited, and kowtowed to Yang Heng.

Yang Heng smiled and asked, "Who is number one?"

Yang Su grinned, pretending to be modest and proud, and said, "If you go back to Master, disciple Yang Su will be number one!"

Yang Heng was overjoyed, this descendant really gave him a face!

Can't help but.

Yang Heng's eyebrows danced a centipede dance.

Yang Su saw it, and moved her eyebrows accordingly, and the two centipede eyebrows also jumped up happily, echoing Yang Heng.

Seeing this, Yang Heng couldn't help being surprised, and then laughed out loud.

"That's right, Yang Su, you're great! First class!"

Yang Heng was very happy. This descendant is not only highly talented and savvy, but also has eyebrows very similar to his own. The most important thing is that his eyebrows can also dance centipede.

If it weren't for the bloodline, this descendant was his fifth generation descendant, and Yang Heng would have mistakenly thought that he was his own son.

"Who is No.2?" Yang Heng asked.

Shi Zhenxiang, the patriarch of the dung beetle, hurried out.

Yang Heng praised: "In the future, you will definitely be able to roll the planet like a dung ball!"

No.3, of course, is the strange old ancestor, the strange sword.

Yang Heng stretched out his hand, wanting to line up his head to encourage him out of habit, but he didn't have a head, so he had no choice but to touch its neck casually, expressing his interest.

"Sly Sword is also very good. It has given the Weird Clan a face, and it has also given the emperor a face!"

Sui Jian was excited and excited, wanted to cry, but didn't have to.

Yang Heng waved his sleeves, and said proudly: "According to the previous promise of the emperor, the top three will get the emperor to change his life against the sky, establish the posture of the emperor, and lead him to the throne."

"Now, this emperor will fulfill his promise and wash your marrow and cut your veins first!"

With a sound, the [-] million disciples in the square were in an uproar, their eyes turned red with envy, and their dicks turned purple with envy.

Qinghezi and the others couldn't help being shocked, and their eyes were shining brightly.

"Have you finally had a chance to see big brother perform that purely manual ancient marrow washing method?"

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the excitement and anticipation in each other's eyes.

Yang Su, Shi Zhenxiang, the patriarch of the dung beetle, and Guijian, the patriarch of the weird, couldn't help but tremble all over with excitement.

It is rumored in the outside world that the Immortal Emperor has mastered the ancient pure manual marrow washing method. For this reason, the Immortal Emperor has been attacked several times by the Great Desolation Temple.

Now, the Immortal Emperor wants to fulfill his promise and personally wash the marrow and cut the veins for the three of them. What a chance and good fortune this is!
Behind.

The other members of the top ten on the ladder, Ji Changkong and Zhu Wuping, were all jealous and envious.

The top [-] on the ladder, also gritted his teeth with envy.

Not to mention other disciples.

Yang Heng brushed Yang Su and the three of them with his palm, and immediately knew their physiques.

"Yang Su, the ancient spirit body!"

"Shi Zhenxiang, the patriarch of the dung beetle, the spirit body of the dark moon!"

"Weird old ancestor, strange sword, ghostly spirit body"

The physiques of the three of them surprised Yang Heng for a while.

It's no wonder that these three can compete for the top three of the ladder among hundreds of millions of souls. It turns out that they have extraordinary physiques.

Especially his own descendant Yang Su, who had a desolate ancient spirit body, really surprised Yang Heng.

According to him, the candidate successor of the Shi Kingdom God Dynasty is the ancient spirit body, known as the first pride of the Stone Kingdom God Dynasty, and he even handed himself a letter of worship, intending to come to cleanse the marrow and cut the veins.

But then for some reason, it didn't appear.

Unexpectedly, today, Yang Heng discovered that one of his descendants was also an ancient spirit body.

"It seems that my old Yang family is going to produce real dragons!" Yang Heng sighed in his heart.

"It is said that the ancestors bless you. It must be that my ancestors are too strong, which caused the physical changes of my descendants and turned into ancient spirits."

Yang Heng pondered in his heart, he smiled proudly, and the centipede eyebrows twitched.

Yang Su saw it, and hurriedly made his centipede eyebrows jump a few times, then gave Yang Heng a flattering smile, and said via voice transmission: "Old ancestor, please give your descendants a peerless physique, I love you!"

Yang Heng smiled.

This descendant is smart and well-behaved, and deserves to be cultivated vigorously, so that he can be made the strongest and most beautiful descendant under his knees!

"Forget it, it is said that the ancient spirit body has transformed to the extreme, and it is the ancient holy body!"

"Today, I will cleanse the marrow and cut the veins for my descendants, and let him become the first ancient holy body in the wilderness!"

He raised his hand and grabbed at the void, and three clouds fell and turned into three cloud beds.

"Come on, three apprentices, climb up!"

"This emperor wants to use the ancient pure manual marrow washing method to wash your marrow and cut your veins, and you will change your fate against the sky!"

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