Starting off with Old Deng about to die? Have you really become the Dao Ancestor?!

In a distant place, an old man in a black robe sat quietly on a weathered mat.

However, at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of astonishment flashed in his pupils.

"Xuan Miao Holy Land, destroyed!" His voice was low and trembling, revealing endless grief.

He could not sense the slightest luck of the holy land, which undoubtedly meant that Xuan Miao Holy Land had suffered the fate of destruction.

Beside him, several equally old figures were awakened by his words at this moment, opened their eyes one after another, and asked in disbelief: "How could Xuan Miao Holy Land be destroyed?"

The old man in black robe was pale at this moment, and said with great sorrow: "Xuan Miao is destroyed, how can we explain to the adults."

Thinking of this, the miserable look on his face made every old man present pale, as if they had foreseen a terrible disaster.

One of the old men sighed and said with emotion: "Everyone yearns for the Great Wilderness, but the Great Wilderness is fought over by all races. Although the human race ranks first, there are still weak ones."

"If we had known this, we might as well stay in the Canghai Saint Church in the Great Wilderness. It turns out that we can still expect the younger generation to bring the Canghai Saint Church to rescue us..."

In this tense atmosphere, a strange figure slowly stepped into everyone's sight.

He has hard horns on his head, black hair like a waterfall in the night is scattered on his shoulders, and his lion-like face has cold eyes without a trace of emotion.

He snorted coldly, like thunder, which shocked all the old men present, and their bodies trembled involuntarily. The blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths reflected their inner fear.

"Hmph, since the forces behind you didn't come, you can only become blood food." The lion-headed man's voice was cold and ruthless, as if he didn't care about the life and death of these old men.

The old man in black robe took a step forward in panic, his face full of panic, and he said anxiously: "My lord, there is really no way, we know nothing about the destruction of the forces behind us."

"I am willing to use the power of the Canghai Holy Church to return to my hometown and bring the human race there to you!"

A trace of resolute cruelty flashed in his eyes, and it was obvious that he had made a great determination.

He knew very well that if the fact that he took the human race of the Great Wilderness as blood food was leaked, he would have nowhere to escape, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he would not be able to escape death.

Therefore, he could only sacrifice the human race of Zhongtian Domain.

The original hope of liberation also disappeared with the destruction of Xuanmiao Holy Land.

The lion-headed man heard this and sneered, as if he felt ironic about the decision of the black-robed old man: "The human race is indeed the most ruthless race. I agree to your proposal."

"However, to be on the safe side, I will impose restrictions on you. If you dare to spread the secret that I enslaved you and the news that I used the human race as blood food, you will die without a burial place!"

In the Great Wilderness, although the cannibalism of the human race happens from time to time, there are powerful races behind those behaviors.

And he can only act in secret to avoid being hunted down by strangers.

He also has the desire to go to that continent, but the teleportation array is located in the Canghai Saint Church, where the strength is strong and he alone cannot contend.

Seeing this, the ancestors of other mysterious holy places were filled with sadness.

They once thought that they could gain more powerful power by coming to the Great Wilderness, but now it seems that if they are not strong enough, they are just blood food in the eyes of others.

For the human race outside the Great Wilderness, the Great Wilderness is just a replacement of the old and new food chains.

.......

Chen Lin quietly hid his figure. Before everyone noticed, he had already woken up from his practice.

His eyes slowly swept around, and he saw that Taoist Qiankun and others were immersed in the practice of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and were unaware of everything in the outside world.

I don’t know when Taoist Qiankun also came, but he didn’t find his trace.

Chen Lin has already stood at the peak of Zhixu Chewu. If he continues to practice further, the benefits for him will be very small, so why not give it to all living beings.

Chen Lin’s eyes fell on Taoist Qiankun, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He noticed that Taoist Qiankun seemed to be about to break through to the realm of Zhidao Nian Tianjun, and he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart: "Interesting." A hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

Then, he looked away, but found that the Demon Emperor had disappeared, along with the majestic chariot.

It seems that the Demon Emperor has also woken up, but he did not take the lead in attacking the people present, which surprised Chen Lin a little.

Looking at Chen Jianghe and others again, their cultivation has also improved significantly.

Chen Jianghe once reached the peak of the Three Desire Heavens, while Yang Tianjing and others have also reached the early stage of the Three Desire Heavens, and the future is promising.

Yang Xuandao, with his experience of reincarnation and cultivation, has grown so fast that it is jaw-dropping.

At this time, Chen Tianci's figure appeared here at some point, and his cultivation has reached the third level of Qiankun, and he is impacting the free state.

The original Buddha and other cultivators have also made some progress, but Chen Lin just glanced at them and turned away.

He knew in his heart that if he attacked these cultivators, although he could quickly expand his power, he had an alliance after all. Once he betrayed his promise, the reputation of the Kunwu Dynasty would be ruined, which would be detrimental to long-term development.

As for the Holy Spirit Palace, Chen Lin did not need to worry about it.

Before leaving, he gently put down a sword in front of the Saint Tian Patriarch, which had a profound meaning.

And the three Taoist gods only regarded these spiritual energies of heaven and earth as a supplement of mana, and could not improve their strength.

Chen Lin came to the courtyard in an instant.

Kunwu Dynasty is located in the south. These spiritual energies of heaven and earth have improved the cultivators, but the effect varies from person to person.

Overall, everyone's cultivation has improved, but the extent is not large.

In the courtyard, Haotian and Yuyao have also woken up early. The appearance of Chen Lin made Haotian smile immediately and called respectfully.

"Master." Chen Lin turned to Haotian, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You kid has improved so fast."

Chen Lin turned his head and his eyes fell on Haotian, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You kid, you have improved so fast." There was both praise and a trace of surprise that was difficult to conceal in his words.

Haotian's realm has touched the threshold of life and death without sound.

He has followed Chen Lin for decades. With his qualifications and diligence, such progress is unexpected, but also reasonable.

However, Chen Lin's perception is so sharp that he clearly perceives that Haotian's secret practice of mysterious skills has a strange aura.

This aura was vague, but it could not be ignored.

Chen Lin knew that since this aura appeared, Haotian's talent and cultivation speed seemed to be quietly improving.

He thought to himself: 'Could it be that some old man who had been reclusive was reborn in Haotian? '

But no matter what, Chen Lin was indifferent. No matter how powerful the other party was, Haotian would still respectfully call him "Master".