Isekai: Ancestral God

"Well done, you didn't let your father down." looking at the eighteen holy sons brought back by the magic flower, the magic ancestor smiled on his face.

"Are you our grandfather?" the eighteenth son asked carefully, looking at the demon ancestor. The smell of the demon ancestor made them very depressed. The source of astral Tao in the body has also become lazy.

"Yes, yes, they are all peerless talents! If you are allowed to grow up, there will be another eighteen saints in the Xingdao. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you don't have a chance." the devil looked at the eighteen saints. The meaning of killing in his eyes.

"Father, can you let these children go? I, I can persuade them to abolish the origin of the star Tao and call them our chaotic son." sensing the killing intention of the devil ancestor, the devil flower said nervously.

"Hua Hua, do you think it's possible? Without them, what do I need to deal with xingzu?" Mo Zu looked at her.

"But, after all, they are all your grandsons and fathers. Do you really have the heart to treat them like that?" the magic flower said sadly.

"Grandson, Ben Zu has never thought so. They are just a group of evil seeds of heaven." the devil Zu said coldly.

"Mom, you're lying to us, you're lying to us." the 18th son looked at the magic flower excitedly, and his face was full of sadness and despair.

"Children, don't blame mother. Mother has no other way." magic flower lowered her head with guilt and didn't dare to see the eighteen saints.

"No wonder dad has been telling us that we don't want to see you and don't believe anything you say. Unfortunately, we can't listen, otherwise, we won't end up now." the 18th Holy Son glared at the magic flower.

"You should listen to him. I'm not a good woman or a good mother. But I really have no other choice. You can hate me or blame me. I have nothing to say." the magic flower sighed and walked outside the demon ancestral hall. She really doesn't want to stay here and watch the tragedy of her own flesh and blood.

"Don't go!" the eighteen saints stopped the magic flower, and the powerful source of star Tao poured out from them to form a star domain to cover the magic Ancestor Hall.

"Hum!" the evil ancestor snorted coldly, and the powerful power of the evil way poured out, shattering the star field composed of the eighteen saints.

"Wow!" the eighteen saints vomited blood one after another, and all the light of the source of Xingdao outside their bodies scattered. Although they are Xingdao saints and have the power of the source of Xingdao, after all, they are still too small to completely wield their own source power. If faced with ordinary gods or demons, they can still protect themselves with the power of the origin of the star Tao, but now they are facing the powerful ancestor of the demon Tao. Don't say they haven't fully mastered their own power, even if they have, as long as they haven't been able to break through the holy spirit level. In front of the demon ancestor, they are the same and have no resistance.

"Child!" looking at the eighteen saints, they were hurt, and the magic flower felt a burst of heartache. Want to go up and heal them.

"Go away, we don't need your false kindness." the eighteen saints stared at the magic flower coldly. Now they are really dead to the magic flower. Such a mother, no matter.

"Hua'er, please step back and leave the rest to your father." Mo Zu looked at the magic flower.

"Father, I beg you, please give them a good time." the magic flower looked at the magic ancestor and begged.

"Shut up, there's nothing for you here. Go down." Mo Zu said coldly. He didn't want anyone to make trouble for him.

"Father." the magic flower looked at the magic ancestor and knew that he could not change his mind, so she had to retreat reluctantly.

"How do you think our ancestors should concoct your evil seeds?" the devil's eyes swept coldly to the eighteen saints.

"Don't be complacent, old devil. How dare you treat us? Our father will never let you go." the 18th son threatened angrily.

"The ancestor of Xingdao, I'm afraid he doesn't have such a chance. As long as you have him, my ancestor doesn't believe he can't kill him." the demon ancestor stared at the eighteen saints with a sneer.

"What do you want to do to us?" the eighteen saints leaned together and looked nervously at the demon ancestor. After all, they were still children, how can they not be afraid.

"Well, you'll know soon." the devil smiled and waved his sleeve to take in the eighteen holy sons.

"Woo woo!" The eighteen saints struggled desperately, and the sleeves of the devil ancestor were constantly encouraged, but no matter how hard the eighteen saints tried, they could not break through the sleeves of the devil ancestor. As the devil ancestor's magic robe, how could it be an ordinary product? Even if it was originally just an ordinary product, I'm afraid it was definitely not inferior to the supreme level after countless years with the devil ancestor Treasure. Such a treasure, not to mention the eighteen saints and sons, can't be broken even if it is the Holy Spirit and devil.

"Don't worry, Grandpa will let you out soon." Mo Zusi didn't care about the struggle of the eighteen saints. With a gentle wave, there was a huge magic tripod in the hall, and strong magic gas poured out of it, which filled the whole magic hall in an instant.

"Open!" the magic ancestor slapped on the magic tripod, and the powerful force rushed away the tripod cover of the magic tripod, and the rich chaotic magic inflammation overflowed from it.

"Good grandchildren, enjoy the baptism of chaos devil inflammation." the devil Zu smiled and waved his sleeve gently, and the eighteen saints fell into the devil hall one after another.

"Seal!" a magic spell was put out in the hand of the demon ancestor. The tripod cover of the demon tripod fell instantly and covered the exit of the demon hall.

"Ah!" the eighteen saints who fell into the magic tripod screamed. Chaos magic inflammation is the most ferocious and evil flame in chaos. Although the eighteen saints are all the bodies of stars and saints, they can't avoid injury when they encounter such ferocious flame.

"Dead old devil, you must die!" the eighteen saints struggled desperately in the magic tripod and scolded angrily.

"Scold, scold, scold hard. Anyway, you can't endure for much time." the demon Zu smiled indifferently. The magic formula in his hand kept playing, and the chaotic magic Qi under the whole ancestral magic hall poured madly into the magic tripod, and the chaotic magic inflammation in the magic hall became more intense and vicious.

"Seal of the son!" sensing that the chaos in the magic tripod was getting stronger and stronger, the 18th son was more and more unbearable. The powerful light of the son turned into eighteen stars and holy beads. Form a circle of star beads necklace to resist chaos magic inflammation.

"Hum, do you think it will be all right?" in the eyes of the evil ancestor, the evil mans kept flashing and stared coldly at the eighteen saints who turned into star beads. I didn't expect that these evil creatures would choose to seal themselves to resist magic inflammation. In this way, it was a great disadvantage to his plan.