Saint Ancestor of All Demons

In the crowd, Jiao Shentu also walked out of the crowd with full of surprise and followed Xiang Chen.

"Tang Yu, do you need me to accompany you?" Tan Xu asked. Among all the people, the only one he was afraid of was Jiao Shen Tu, who was a powerful being who had cultivated his body to the point of becoming the main god.

"No need, Uncle Tan, you can just wait for me here." Xiang Chen shook his head, and then led Jiao Shentu to a house not far away. Only Wang Ying and others followed.

Entering the simple igloo, Wang Ying and others stood guard outside, preventing others from approaching.

"Sit." When he came to the simple table, Xiang Chen asked the other party to take a seat.

Jiao Shentu frowned, then sat down. He looked at Xiang Chen and asked directly: "Who are you?"

Xiang Chen took out a pot of wine and poured two glasses of wine.

Jiao Shentu glanced at the wine with a look of shock in his eyes, "Long Yuan, this wine actually contains Long Yuan!"

Xiang Chen asked back: "How many years has Senior Jiao been in Taikoo?" He pushed the wine over, but the other party didn't take it.

Jiao Shentu withdrew his gaze from the wine, regained his composure, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "It's been a long, long time, I can't remember clearly. I came here before the war broke out between Jiutian and Taigu. Who are you? You How do you know I’m from Jiutian?”

Xiang Chen smiled slightly, picked up the wine and drank it in one gulp, and said: "This wine is called Dragon Pulp Divine Brew. It is refined from the Dragon Pulp Divine Fruit made by the Mother Goddess. The raw material is a specialty of Jiutian, so you might as well try it. "

His eyes flashed brightly, he looked at Xiang Chen in shock, and said, "Are you from Jiutian?"

Xiang Chen didn't answer, but the Mother Goddess had undoubtedly admitted that, except for people from Jiutian, outsiders would not call Tuanzi that way, and outsiders would call her Jiutian Saint.

He looked at the glass of wine, and waves of ripples suddenly appeared in his heart.

Knowing that this was wine brewed from the raw materials of Jiutian specialty, he picked it up, tasted it as if he had found a treasure, and then drank it all.

There was an intoxicated look on his face.

Not only because he hadn't drank wine for so many years, but also because he really felt the taste of Jiutian in this wine.

Jiao Shentu suddenly grabbed the wine bottle and poured himself one cup after another.

Xiang Chen took out a jar directly.

After the other party drank a pot, his eyes became a little red, and he asked: "You are not old, but you appear here. Jiutian, has Jiutian been breached?"

Xiang Chen shook his head and said: "No, Jiutian is still intact, and the Mother Goddess is still safe."

Jiao Shentu's body trembled, and he poured wine again with tears in his eyes: "That's good, that's good."

However, his eyes were still full of vigilance. He looked at Xiang Chen and said, "Since you are from Jiutian, why do you appear here? Have you betrayed Jiutian? Are you a traitor to the clan?"

Xiang Chen laughed and said: "The traitor wants to peel off my skin and pull my bones. I-"

His eyes flashed brightly, and he stood up and said: "My name is Xiang Chen, I am the descendant of the Mother Goddess, the pride of the whole village, the hope of Jiutian, and the current co-leader of all the tribes in Jiutian. They call me, Emperor Xiangtian !”

As he spoke, the aura of the Jiutian Origin Mark appeared in his eyebrows, and the coercion directly belonging to the Jiutian Mother Goddess enveloped Jiao Shentu's body.

Jiao Shentu's body trembled, the essence in his body was throbbing and agitated, his blood was beating, he was excited, and he had a desire to surrender.

Gradually, under the pressure of the Nine Heavens Origin, his body slowly bent down, and with an uncontrollable thud, he knelt on the ground.

Jiao Shentu looked at Xiang Chen, who exuded the aura of the Mother Goddess, with incredible eyes. His eyes were filled with shock and incredible shock.

At this moment, Xiang Chen raised his chin slightly, put his hands behind his back and turned his back to the opponent, assuming the invincible and lonely posture of an emperor who was in the cold, while his eyes were looking deeply at the starry sky outside the window, exuding the aura of king and domineering. Imperial nobility.

Jiao Shentu had the idea of ​​worshiping in his heart. Of course, it was not because of the bastard aura that Xiang Chen pretended to show, but because of the aura of Jiutian's original mark.

This is the breath from which all nine-day life is born.

Xiang Chen turned to look at the other party, and said solemnly and indifferently: "Jiao Shentu, do you still remember the oath of the Nine Heavens people!"

Jiao Shentu looked at the other party, his eyes couldn't tell whether he was shocked or excited, and said: "When the catastrophe is coming, I will guard Jiutian until death, defending the majesty of Jiutian and the Mother Goddess. If Jiutian falls, I will fight Until the last drop of flesh and blood! I will fulfill my duty faithfully and never regret my life. I am the sharp blade in the darkness, the guard at the border. I am the shield against external evil, the sword that cuts through the enemy, the horn that awakens the sleeper, and shatters the long night. Thunder and lightning are born in the nine heavens, and they die in the nine heavens!"

This was the oath of the Nine Heavens Army in that ancient chaotic fighting year.

Xiang Chen secretly thought that his guess was indeed correct, this Jiao Shen Tu was a member of the ancient Nine Heavens Army.

After Jiao Shentu finished speaking, he suddenly burst into tears and burst into tears.

Dead, all dead, the brothers and compatriots who swore an oath with him are all dead.

"Mother Goddess, I, I, Jiao Mo, have never forgotten Jiutian. I have survived to this day just because I hope that one day I can hear Jiutian's horn to kill back to the ancient times——"

This stooped body was crying, it was the secret, faith, and perseverance that had been held in the heart for countless years.

"Old hero, Jiutian is waiting for your return. Jiutian has not fallen, and Jiutian's battle flag is still flying."

Xiang Chen, with a serious and solemn look on his face, stretched out his hand and made a fist across his chest in a salute to the Nine Heavens Army.

And Xiang Chen paid his respects from the bottom of his heart. One man established an armed force of resistance behind enemy lines, burning his meager strength.

Their immortal will, they are the sparks of the Nine Heavens, the light of the Nine Heavens, just like the Nine Heavens Emperors who self-destructed, they are the most unforgettable memories of that era.

Jiao Shentu wiped his tears and said: "I'm so lost. How can I be considered a hero? The real heroes have long since died fighting for Jiutian. I'm just a veteran who survived."

Having said this, he looked at Xiang Chen and asked in surprise: "Are you really the descendant of the Mother Goddess?"

"I'll show you something more." Xiang Chen waved his hand, and a vortex of space emerged in the black cauldron, and then a picture of a huge sacred mountain appeared inside.

"Do you recognize this?"

"The Palace of the Mother Goddess, the No. 1 Sacred Mountain in the Nine Heavens, the Liangyi Sacred Mountain!"

Jiao Shentu said excitedly.

Xiang Chen held the other party's hand and smiled and said, "I'll take you to see it."

While talking, the two people disappeared in an instant, and the next second, they appeared at the foot of the Liangyi Mountain.

Jiao Shentu looked at the thousands of miles of mountains in front of him, his eyes were red again, then he knelt down, picked up a handful of soil, and then worshiped like the most devout believer.