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

In the fifth year of Hongwu, the competition between the human race and the demon race became more and more intense, and it was not uncommon for the demon race to devour the human race's forces.

Every time they destroyed a force, they would use an ancient formation, as if they were performing a bloody sacrifice.

The hatred between the human race and the demon race continued to deepen during this period.

On this day, a terrifying demon king with the strength of the first level of Qiankun came to attack the land of Jiuchao.

The island forces along the way became its blood food. Even if a powerful person with the same first level of Qiankun took action, he could not escape the fate of being torn apart by it.

However, at this critical moment, a mysterious man took action and beat the great demon king to ashes with just one move.

This scene shocked both the human and demon races.

Outside the imperial mausoleum, Yun Zun smiled and looked at Chen Lin, saying proudly: "Senior, the Hate Heaven Sword is indeed difficult to practice, but I have already mastered the first sword!"

At this moment, he finally understood why even the senior felt a headache when he saw this technique. Even a person with such great talent as him took several years to barely practice the first sword.

Chen Lin raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and his expression revealed displeasure: "This technique is against the harmony of heaven. If you practice it, I am afraid it will be difficult to control."

After hearing this, Yun Zun sighed softly, with a hint of resentment in his eyes, and looked at Chen Lin: "If the senior could not easily suppress me, I would not choose to practice this technique."

He recalled that in the third year of Hongwu, he broke through to the second level of Qiankun, and went to show Chen Lin with confidence, but unexpectedly Chen Lin defeated him with one finger, which made him doubt his own strength.

Chen Lin looked at Yun Zun with a serious look, and found that the other party was not filled with hatred, and he couldn't help but feel surprised at Yun Zun's ability.

Can he suppress hatred?

It seems quite interesting.

Then, Chen Lin said expressionlessly: "If you can't control your hatred, I will take action on behalf of the people of the world and suppress you."

Yun Zun laughed after hearing this, 'I just want this effect, to use the Hate Heaven Sword to improve my strength, and then use you, Lin Zu, to suppress myself! '

His retreat has been arranged properly

Chen Long stuck out his tongue, with horror in his eyes, came to Chen Lin, and reported in a trembling voice: "Master, there is an ethereal voice ringing in my ears, it tells me to sacrifice the human race with blood and welcome the resurrection of the Demon Emperor!"

Chen Lin and Yun Zun's expressions became solemn.

Yun Zun looked embarrassed and spoke in a heavy voice.

"It is rumored that the Demon Emperor is a peerless strongman who surpasses the Qiankun realm. Ten thousand years ago, he led the demon race to sweep across the entire Meteorite Sea, and no one could stop him."

In the end, it was the many powerful people in the Meteorite Sea who joined forces to stop the Demon Emperor's steps. Countless powerful people killed the Demon Emperor at the cost of their own lives. "

After hearing this, Chen Lin frowned, feeling something was wrong.

On the road of cultivation, every level of advancement is a qualitative leap, not to mention crossing a major realm. If the Demon Emperor really reached the Qiankun realm, how could he be killed by a group of cultivators in the realm of life and death?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the mysterious cultivator who killed the Great Demon King that day. When he used his spiritual sense to investigate, he found that the other party was not only unfamiliar, but also had a strong aura, as if he had practiced some unfathomable skills.

This made him realize that it might not be as simple as he thought.

For Chen Long, Chen Lin was more relieved.

After all, he had been taught by himself for many years, and many righteous concepts had been deeply imprinted in his heart.

Chen Lin pondered for a moment, looked at Chen Long seriously, and asked: "Are there any other things? Don't hide anything."

Chen Long pondered for a while, and finally said: "No, master."

But Chen Lin was still serious: "If there is anything unusual, you must tell me in advance. "

At this moment, Chen Lin suddenly shook his whole body and shouted coldly: "Looking for death! "

This sentence was like the whisper of an evil ghost in the Nine Nether Purgatory, causing Yun Zun and Chen Long beside them to shiver involuntarily, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Just now, Chen Lin felt his apprentice Gu Jiansi's call for help.

It turned out that just now, Chen Lin sensed the distress signal of his apprentice Gu Jiansi.

He knew that Gu Jiansi had been following the Demon Emperor in recent years, and the existence that could be called the Demon Emperor was at least a strong man of the second level of Qiankun.

Chen Lin didn't care about Gu Jiansi's choice. The way of cultivation was to pursue strength.

As long as the conduct was upright and did not violate morality, even if some forces were destroyed, it was the norm in the cultivation world.

But now, the Demon Emperor dared to attack his apprentice, which Chen Lin absolutely could not tolerate.

Chen Lin also reflected on himself , he knew that as a master, he was not really competent.

He only taught the ancient sword division's skills, and as for other training guidance, he did not do enough.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin used his finger as a sword and gently drew it. The action seemed to be understated, but it contained endless resentment towards heaven and earth.

A sword energy came out of the finger and suddenly appeared in front of him. It was like a sharp blade that tore through the sky, instantly cutting through the space and disappearing in the endless void, leaving only a palpitating aftertaste.

Yun Zun stood there, and the scene in front of him was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had seen the most absurd scene between heaven and earth.

He widened his eyes, and the voice squeezed out of his throat trembled and was weak: "This... This is actually killing the common people."

His voice seemed to be frozen, with an unconcealed shock, "The peerless second sword of "Hate Heaven Sword", killing the common people? How is this possible!"

Then he turned his gaze to Chen Lin, his eyes were complicated and shocked.

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In the depths of the Meteoric Sea, dark clouds rolled like boiling water, and the sky became as dark as night fell.

The continuous mountains and rivers rose and fell, extending to the end of the sight, a magnificent and mysterious scene.

On the top of this vast mountain, a towering mountain stood in it.

An ancient altar stood quietly on the mountain, and on the altar, a man in a black robe was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

In front of him, another man was struggling with all his might, trying to get rid of some invisible bondage.

All around, the rich demonic aura surged like a tide, chilling, and the terrifying breath filled the air.

The man in black robe was the transformed Demon King of the Underworld, and the man struggling in front of him was the Gu Jiansi, known as the "human traitor".

The Demon Emperor looked at Gu Jiansi expressionlessly, his voice cold and slow: "I have led you to devour so many forces, and your strength has indeed grown by leaps and bounds. Now it's time to pay the price."

He paused, and a strange smile flashed across his face, "You are indeed extraordinary with your innate sword heart, but if it weren't for this innate sword heart, you might have died without a burial place."

He continued: "Use your body as a medium to help the Blood Demon Emperor revive. Then, see how the Wanfa Saint Lord resists!"

Gu Jiansi heard this, a flash of despair flashed in his eyes, but then he gave up struggling.

He has told his master about this, and he believes that his master will try to save his life.

However, his heart is full of doubts: The Blood Demon Emperor is resurrected, and who is the Saint Lord?

Isn't it rumored that the Demon Emperor is about to be resurrected? How did he become the Blood Demon Emperor?

And where did this Saint Lord come from?