Saint Ancestor of All Demons

As soon as these words came out, the young man in black was stunned for a moment.

How dare someone dare to talk to him like that.

"Little bastard, do you know who you are talking to?" A bearded man next to the young man in black said coldly, and the aura of the Great Luo Jinxian Ninth Level erupted and enveloped Xiang Chen.

Xiang Chen said indifferently: "I don't care who you are or what your background is. As long as you are here to participate in the recruitment, we are all the same. Why do I have to work so hard and wait in line to make way for you? People are fighting for each other. With one breath, the gods compete for a piece of incense.

I have been practicing for so many years. The purpose of gaining strength is to allow me to stand upright, walk upright, and not be disturbed by birds. You can jump in and join the ranks of others, but when it comes to me, it doesn't work. "

"Well said!" Many people applauded in their hearts.

The young man in black raised his lips and said: "Interesting, boy, let me tell you who I am? I am a direct descendant of the Meng family, my father is the Immortal Emperor, and my ancestor is the great emperor in the imperial capital. This is why I can step on your heads. Go to arrogant capital."

"If you have my background, you can be crazy. This is the way the world is. If you don't have this background, you just have to bow your head to me. This is reality!"

"Immortal Emperor, Great Emperor, God, I'm so scared, so panicked. You're a worthless waste. You have to walk your own path to practice. You have to fight for your martial arts spirit. I talk about your little background every day. When I meet you, my background is better than yours." Big one, do you have to kneel down and call me grandpa?"

Xiang Chen's words made Meng Chang's face twist with anger, and he roared: "Get out of my way! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

What started as a small conflict has now turned into a battle of spirits between the martial arts cultivators.

Several people around Meng Chang had immortal weapons emerging from their hands, with murderous intent.

Dongmen Yidao held the handle of the sword and pushed the scabbard with his thumb, ready for a fight at any time.

In Wang Yu'er's hand, there was an extra poisonous needle.

Xiang Chen looked sideways at Meng Chang, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Afraid of trouble? I, Xiang Chen, would not be where I am today if I was afraid of trouble.

"Fighting is prohibited in the place of recruitment. If you want to fight, there will be plenty of time and place for you to fight soon."

At this time, a cold and powerful spiritual pressure enveloped them, and the words echoed above the few people.

Immortal Emperor!

This is the pressure of an Immortal Emperor!

The tense people quickly restrained themselves, showing awe.

"snort!"

This mental pressure snorted coldly before disappearing.

"Boy, I remember you." Meng Chang licked his lips and sneered.

"There are so many people who remember me. Who are you to follow me and eat shit?"

Xiang Chen smiled sarcastically, turned around and ignored the guy.

Meng Chang was so angry that he clenched his teeth and his eyes showed murderous intent.

"Brothers, you have caused a big trouble. This Meng Chang is a powerful clan in the imperial capital. He is a direct descendant of the Meng clan. He also has a lot of power in the army. It is better to do less than to do more. Just bow your head and admit your mistake."

Fatty Zhao sent word to Xiang Chen, and he lined up in front of Xiang Chen.

"Fat man, everyone has his or her own way of existence. I would rather take the straight path than ask for help from the crooked path. At least, he is not qualified to let me give way."

Xiang Chen responded with a smile.

Fatty Zhao opened his mouth and then fell silent.

"This stupid young man doesn't know how powerful the Meng people are. He offended Meng Chang for such a trivial matter. He will be dead from now on."

"Yes, there are many people from the Meng clan in the army. Although Meng Chang is crazy and fearful, he is also a ninth-grade golden body. He is a strong man in the ninth level of Daluo Golden Immortal. He has the background and strength. This foreigner is really I don’t know how deep the sky is and how high it is.”

"Guess how long this kid can live?"

Some people behind who were cut in line by Meng Chang jeered and whispered, mocking him again and again.

Some people are born with a base nature and a servile nature. After kneeling for a long time and getting used to it, they can't stand the toughness of others who are of the same class as themselves.

Xiang Chen didn't take it seriously when he heard these comments. How many roads had he walked, how many people he had met, and what kind of people he had never seen before.

If this Meng Chang is a powerful Immortal Emperor, he jumps in the queue and Xiang Chen shuts up because he can't beat him. If he can't beat him and still likes to beep and beep and reason, it will only make people look down on him.

But he is stronger than him, and he doesn't even dare to fight for some basic rights and interests. If it really involves life and death, how can his integrity be preserved?

"Mr. Meng, I am here, I am here, and I will give you my place."

A man a few people in front of Xiang Chen stood up and said with a flattering smile.

"Get out! Do I need you to give in?"

Meng Chang cursed fiercely, and the man looked embarrassed and returned to his seat.

If he avoided Xiang Chen, it really meant that he was afraid of Xiang Chen.

Meng Chang was blocked by Xiang Chen and had to wait in line for more than half an hour before reaching them.

At the registration desk, a sergeant wearing armor was sitting. There was a jade book in front of the table, which was a roster of flowers. He was holding a talisman pen, and the spiritual and soul power was condensed on it.

There is also a technological crystal ball suspended next to it, which contains Xiang Chen's appearance. Then, it will immediately check and search the true situation of the information provided by the applicants in the internal network.

"Name, cultivation, origin? Enter the magic aura."

"Wang Yu'er, a disciple of the Tyrant Sect in the Third Heaven of Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, Ancient Spirit Immortal Realm."

"The information is true and passed the review."

A mechanical sound came from the crystal ball next to it.

"Next."

"One sword from the east gate, the fifth level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, the Ancient Spirit Immortal Realm, a disciple of the Tyrant Sect."

"Next!"

"Tang Yu, Da Luo Jinxian Realm Sixth Heaven, Ancient Spirit Immortal Realm, Ba Tian Sect disciple."

"The information is true and passed the review."

As soon as Xiang Chen reported his name, origin, and cultivation, Meng Chang's cold laughter came from behind: "I said, what is your background? You are just a bastard from the fairyland. Boy, you are dead. "

"You can try, who will die first!"

Xiang Chen glanced at him, and then he and the two of them walked to the other side to gather with other people who had signed up.

After the registration is completed and those who pass the review go directly to the gathering, someone will hand out a set of standard immortal armor and a blank identity military badge. You only need to use your soul power to leave your name on the military badge.

The three of them, Xiang Chen, all received a set of top-grade seventh-grade immortal armor.

After receiving the fairy armor and nameplate, they followed the others one by one on to a long fairy ship that was densely covered with snake scales and looked like a black snake.

Said to be a fairy ship, it is more like a long suspended train.

Each Black Snake train can carry ten thousand people. When it is full, the Black Snake train will rise into the sky and fly towards the military camp at an extremely fast speed, comparable to the Tianlong Ship.

Meng Chang and his six men also boarded a Black Snake train with Xiang Chen and the others, and sat opposite Xiang Chen and the others. A pair of cold eyes looked at Xiang Chen and the others coldly.

Xiang Chen closed his eyes and was too lazy to answer. Dongmen Yidao held the knife and said nothing. Wang Yuer was playing the game on the Nine Heavens Magic Mirror, and he didn't feel any pressure at all.

However, after Yu'er put on the fairy armor, the fairy armor adjusted according to the changes in the host's body shape, and the delicate body was wrapped with curvy figures and a heroic appearance, which was quite similar to the mecha skin of the eldest lady in the previous game of Magic Mirror, Pesticide Battlefield.