Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, cultivation is not easy, please spare my life, spare my life!" In the Supreme Tao Seal of Heaven and Earth, Huang Jiu's Supreme Mind kept begging.

The heaven-refining fire wrapped his Supreme Dao Seal. The Hongmeng original energy in the Supreme Dao Seal was continuously stripped away, and the supreme energy in it was also extracted.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, I know that cultivation is not easy. It is because it is not easy for me that I want to refine you. At least you can save millions of years of hard training. Can I endure such a big temptation? "

"I'm sorry. Don't worry. I'm not a crazy person like Mu Tiandi. I will let your consciousness go and be reincarnated. Anyway, you are the supreme consciousness. Even if you are reincarnated, you can still retain your memory. Tens of millions of years have passed. , you are a good leek again - bah, you are a good man again!"

While Xiang Chen sympathizes with the other party's difficulties, he further refines the other party's supreme seal.

Huang Jiuzhi was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother. Tens of millions of years, to put it lightly, who knows what the world will be like in tens of millions of years.

And the next time you are reborn, if you fail to recover your supreme cultivation and are killed by others, you may not retain the memory after reincarnation.

"Hey - I regret it." Huang Jiu Zhizun felt extremely regretful.

Who knew that two strong men in the Taichu Holy Emperor realm could be so powerful and kill themselves so easily? If I was greedy and just wanted to reap the benefits, I wouldn't have had this disaster.

Time has passed, and more than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, enough for two generations of mortals to complete their lives. From the perspective of the time of the universe and the perspective of saints, the lives of mortals are really insignificant.

However, in terms of breadth expansion, gods are not as good as humans. Gods can practice in seclusion for hundreds of years at a time, and in these hundreds of years, mortals can accomplish many great achievements and dynasties change.

Xiang Chen's retreat this time had to be interrupted by someone before he came out of the retreat.

"Xiang Erlang, get out!"

A powerful and majestic momentum surged over Xiang Chen's mansion, and his spiritual thoughts continued to impact Xiang Chen's mansion, and the sound spread in all directions.

A man wearing golden armor with the same military rank as Xiang Chen stood in the void and kept shouting.

Wenren is filial to heaven!

"Xiang Erlang, get out of here, have you forgotten our agreement?" Wenren Xiaotian scolded endlessly.

The defensive array of Xiang Chen's mansion melted away, and a bearded Xiang Chen appeared.

"Xiaotian, you are calling for mourning. Who in your family has died?" Xiang Ergou scolded back angrily.

"Go away, Xiang Erlang, do you still remember our agreement?" Wenren Xiaotian glared at him.

Xiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he patted his forehead and said with a smile: "Sorry, I forgot. I didn't expect that five hundred years have passed so quickly. I have been in seclusion in the magic weapon of time for too long and forgot."

"Why, are you so anxious to beg me to abuse you?"

Wenren Xiaotian looked coldly: "I have already reported to the military department. The military department plans to hold a new army competition within two periods. In the competition, we will compete!"

Xiang Chen nodded and said, "Okay, you still remember our bet."

Wenren Xiaotian sneered: "Of course you remember. If you lose, you will kneel down and salute when you see me in the future."

Xiang Chen said: "If you lose, you will have to do whatever I ask you to do, except let you die."

"Hmph, I won't lose!" Wenren Xiaotian snorted proudly and turned around.

"It will start the day after tomorrow, waiting for you to fight!"

Xiang Chen sneered and said to himself: "You little puppy, just watch how I keep you docile."

"Wang Qingyun!" Xiang Chen summoned.

"Come, come, sir, I'm here."

Wang Qingyun quickly flew over from somewhere in the military camp, cupping his fists and saluting.

"How's our troop training going?"

Wang Qingyun said: "Now we have been able to deploy eleven Dacheng-level Beihai Sky Demon Arrays."

"Eleven, that means a quasi-sage can collect ten thousand?"

Xiang Chen asked again.

Wang Qingyun nodded: "Yes, our soldiers in the quasi-sage realm have reached about 12,000 people now."

"Not bad, it seems that everyone has made very rapid progress during this period."

"It's mainly due to the auxiliary formation you arranged, sir. Those soldiers who were able to break through are very grateful to you. If it weren't for your help, sir, I'm afraid they might not be able to break through even if you give them tens of thousands of years of help."

Wang Qingyun quickly slapped Xiang Chen with a round flattery, making Xiang Chen extremely comfortable.

"Gather all the quasi-holy soldiers together in the evening. I will lecture them and arrange their work."

"yes!"

"By the way, do you know about the two-phase competition for new recruits?"

"I know, my subordinates and others have been informed a long time ago that you are in seclusion, and I have never dared to disturb you."

Xiang Chen asked again: "How is this big competition going? Do you understand clearly?"

Wang Qingyun followed him, and the two of them walked in the military camp. Wang Qingyun said: "It seems that our millions of recruits in this period will conduct a war exercise with the millions of veterans in the previous period. The veterans in the last period have already We joined the army 10,000 years earlier this time, so we have a much greater advantage than we do.”

"How are the training conditions and strength of these veterans?"

"I have inquired about several veteran troops, the Eleventh Army. They may have more quasi-saints than us. Their battle formation training is just like that. There is no difference. Some are even not as good as us."

Wang Qingyun is obviously a person who is very good at getting things done. He can prepare for many things in advance before Xiang Chen gives orders.

Although he is just a wallflower, it cannot be ruled out that he really has certain abilities.

"Has anyone practiced a perfect battle formation?"

"This - there should be no such thing. If you practice perfect warfare, the entire army will be notified of the award level."

"Then there's nothing to worry about."

The two inspected the military camp. In the evening, Xiang Chen gathered all the soldiers in the quasi-sage realm, lectured them individually, and made some work arrangements regarding the competition.

Soon, two days passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was the day of the recruit competition.

Xiang Chen and others received the order from General Yan Feng and took the troops to gather at Tianyun Island.

Soon after, Xiang Chen's troops, Wen Ren Xiaotian's Chinese troops, and the more than 600,000 troops under Yan Feng's command all gathered on the main island of Tianyun.

On the main island of Tianyun, millions of troops gathered, all of them members of the New Twelfth Army. General Yanfeng stood on the general platform, overlooking the millions of troops below.

"Yes, after hundreds of years of training, you finally have some military temperament!" General Yan Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"Today, it's time to test the results of your hundreds of years of military training. According to the order of the General Commander's Military Department, our Twelfth Army will hold a combat drill with the Eleventh Army, and your task is - "