Chapter 1872

Hearing this, Chu Yan couldn't help taking a deep breath!

This Phantom Ancestor, but when he cultivated illusory cultivation, was able to create such an unpredictable formation, his aptitude is truly a monster!

"It's also your chance that you can come here today, go, follow the deity to deal with the thieves of the wood clan who don't know whether to live or die!"

Daoist Huan Ming said lightly and waved his hand!

Chu Yan felt that a gentle wind surrounded him!

The next moment, the two figures disappeared!

Within the two hundred and thirty-sixth phantom array.

"Damn, how is it possible, how is it possible, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled..."

At this moment, Mu Qingmei has gone mad, and the setback this time has made his Dao heart dusty!

However, no matter who it is, it is the same. As an ancestor-level figure in the Dacheng stage, he was abused by a ghost refining ghost, and the Taoist heart can still be stable, then it is not normal!

At this moment, a look of panic flashed in Mu Qingmei's eyes: "No, this Huanming old monster is too strong, I have to escape, if I don't leave at this time, this primordial spirit avatar will surely die, and I am a 30% cultivation base primordial god avatar. , If I die here, I have just advanced to the cultivation level of the middle stage of Dacheng, and I will definitely fall back to the early stage of Dacheng! No, I must escape..."

"If you want to escape, it is impossible. As a cultivator of the Dacheng stage, how can you not speak!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Taoist Huan Ming's mouth, and then he waved his hand!

Immediately, the white mist in the surrounding illusion formation boiled and turned into countless white mist dragons roaring towards Mu Qingmei!

"You, old monster Huan Ming, you dare, no... ah..."

In the roar, Mu Qingmei was engulfed by the white mist!

"Bang!"

I saw that his body was suddenly shocked, and an old man's face phantom appeared from his face, his face was hideous, if he wanted to say something, but if he didn't say it, it would be a complete collapse!

Mu Kongxing's body trembled in his eyes, and the expression in his eyes changed immediately.

"Senior, spare your life, this junior doesn't know about this matter, it really doesn't concern the junior!"

Mu Kongxing immediately begged for mercy and said, he felt that the primordial spirit avatar of the ancestor in the middle stage of Dacheng had collapsed, and the person in front of him, even the primordial avatar of the ancestor in the middle stage of Dacheng, could easily smash and kill himself, like a child's play, he Cultivation has not been easy so far, how dare you not beg for mercy!

Move out of the sect, let alone think about it, the other party dares to kill even the primordial spirit clone of the Dacheng stage, not to mention he is a small fit cultivator!

Daoist Huan Ming showed a cold light in his eyes: "If you knew, your life would have been lost, but now this deity cannot do the same thing as your clan, go back and tell you a few old guys of the wood clan, if If you want to destroy my Eastern Spirit Alliance, then let Mu Tianxuan, the old monster of Thunder Tribulation, go out, otherwise, you don't have the strength!"

Mu Tianxuan?

When Mu Kongxing heard the name, his body was shocked again. This is the name of the only Thunder Tribulation ancestor in the sect, and it was so easy to say.

"The junior knows, thank the senior for not killing!"

Mu Kongxing immediately knelt down and thanked him.

"Go ahead!"

With a wave of Huan Ming's hand, Mu Kongxing's body flew out of the phantom array!

"When will I be able to possess such strength, the great success and the great consummation..."

When Chu Yan saw Huan Ming's move, his heart shook!

I am still in the Void Refinement Stage, and there is still a long way to go before the Great Accomplishment Stage!

"Boy, let's go! This is your chance!"

Huan Ming said with a smile, with a big wave of his hand, he disappeared with Chu Yan!

Above Neimeng Square.

"Where's Senior Brother Xiao?"

"Where did Senior Brother Xiao go?"

"Yeah, what about people?"

...

Everyone was puzzled, this Senior Brother Xiao has already won, but why has he disappeared!

At this moment, the voice of Qianzhi Sanren came:

"Xiao Xuan broke through the illusion formation, and now he was instructed by the ancestors. Today, our alliance has won a great victory. The illusion formation has ended. Everyone, please disperse!"

When everyone heard it, the scene became even more boiling!

"Old ancestor, is it the ancestor of the Dacheng period?"

"Senior Brother Xiao is completely invincible!"

"We won't leave, we must see Senior Brother Xiao today to be reconciled!"

"Yes, we want to express our respect to Senior Brother Xiao!"

...

Above the Neimeng Square, all the disciples did not leave!

Seeing the situation, Qianzhi Sanren smiled slightly, but did not stop him!

He immediately looked at the three old and three young men who were ashes in front of him!

"This time, my three clans have been disturbed a lot. The holy son of your alliance, Xiao Xuan, is invincible. We are willing to bet and admit defeat. This is a trial token and amphibious nuclear canoe!"

Mu Kongxing said without any delay, and immediately handed over one hundred and fifty trial tokens and a three-dimensional nuclear canoe!

He knew the horror of the Huan Ming ancestor, and he didn't dare to bargain at this time!

And beside him, Shi Ranchen and Jinling are the same, although their faces are ugly, but they dare not speak!

"Then thank you buddy!"

Thousand Fingers Sanren smiled lightly, but didn't make a move!

On the side, the old man understood and put away the one hundred and fifty trial tokens and the three-dimensional nuclear canoe. This time Xiao Xuan Jiangong naturally wanted him to take over as the master!

"Then say goodbye!"

When Mu Kongxing's words fell, he turned around and left!

Shi Ranchen, Jin Lingqi, and Mu Bai'er and other three Tianjiao also turned away with gloomy expressions!

They don't want to stay here for even a breath anymore, here, they have been humiliated.

...

The depths of the wood clan!

Here, there is a towering ancient tree, the tree is so high that it is implanted in the sky, but its top cannot be seen!

Above this tree trunk, from bottom to top, there are thirteen cave dwellings!

In every cave dwelling, there is a great ancestor from the wood clan!

At this moment, in the eleventh cave.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mu Qingmei's mouth!

Above his body, the rays of light flickered, and nine green veins appeared!

This is exactly the spiritual vein that the cultivators of the Dacheng stage condense!

On its body, there is also a golden vein!

At this moment, this golden vein suddenly collapsed!

Immediately, Mu Qingmei's entire aura descended instantly!

"The spiritual veins of the second attribute collapsed, and I finally rushed into the middle stage of Dacheng. This time, I hit the circle again. Which clan of Tianlinggen's metallic fusion cultivator is not the one who is not the most important person to cultivate, I want to reshape this second attribute. Lingmai, how long will it take, the old ghost Huan Ming, this hatred, the deity has written down!"

Mu Qingmei had murderous intent in his eyes, it would be harder than ever to improve his cultivation after such a fall!

At this moment, a cold and unmixed voice came:

"Eleven, you haven't completed the task, but your opponent is tyrannical and will not punish you for your brother, but your strength is no longer worthy of the title of Eleven. Your cave mansion can change positions! From now on, you are Thirteen!"

Between the words, it can be seen from the outside world that above the tree trunk, from top to bottom, the eleventh cave abruptly shook, turned into a ray of light and disappeared above the tree trunk, and below it, the twelfth and thirteenth The cave houses have each been promoted by one position!

Then, at the location where the thirteenth cave dwelling was originally located, a cave dwelling appeared!

It was Mu Qingmei's cave dwelling where his cultivation had fallen. His strength was not eleventh, but thirteen!

From then on, he is no longer the eleventh ancestor of the wood clan, but the thirteenth ancestor!

All of this is thanks to Daoist Huan Ming!

"Thank you patriarch!"

Mu Qingmei felt that the spiritual energy in the cave had obviously decreased by more than several times, and said through gritted teeth.

"East Spirit Alliance, it seems that this spiritual world is about to change..."

At this moment, a long sigh came from the place covered with white mist above the tree trunk.

...

East Spirit League.

In the depths of the inner alliance, behind the Qizu Mountain, there are three high mountains, and a cave in the middle!

At this moment, there are two dead bones sitting cross-legged in front of Chu Yan. Looking at the clothes of these two dead bones, they should be a man and a woman. Judging from the degree of decay, they have already fallen for thousands of years!

Chu Yan wondered: "Old Ancestor, these two are..."

"Kneel down!"

Huan Ming looked at Chu Yan, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

Chu Yan realized something in his heart, and immediately knelt down in front of the two withered bones, and immediately kowtowed: "Xiao Xuan, the younger generation of the Eastern Spirit League, pay tribute to the ancestors of Huanri and Huanyue!"

Knock three times!

Chu Yan raised his head and looked at the two dead bones in front of him, a complex color flashed in his eyes.

"Get up!"

Huan Ming's eyes showed a look of gratification, and said lightly.

Chu Yan stood up and looked at Huan Ming without saying a word, but the doubt in his eyes was already very obvious!

"You are very smart, yes, these two people are my senior brother and senior sister, Huan Ri, Huan Yue!"

Huan Ming sighed and said.

"These two ancestors should not have reached their limit yet, how could they have died here?"

Chu Yan finally expressed his doubts.

The time limit of a sect patriarch is generally known to the core high-level people, but Qianzhi Sanren and others believe that the three patriarchs are alive, that is to say, the three patriarchs have reached the expiry date. A cultivator, with a life span of 30,000 years, how could he die so easily!

Huan Ming's eyes were filled with sentimentality: "Senior brother and sister, this is for the sake of the sect. Back then..."

Immediately, from the words of Ancestor Huan Ming, Chu Yan understood what happened back then!

It turned out that in the past 10,000 years, the talents of the Eastern Spirit Alliance have withered away, and after a long time, Ling Ruoxuan, a heaven-defying arrogance, was born, but there was an accident. In this way, the core strength of the Eastern Spirit Alliance, that is, the cultivators of the Dacheng stage, is far inferior to others. Zongmen!

Under such circumstances, Huan Ri and Huan Yue decided to cultivate a very dangerous cultivation technique, in order to impact Dacheng Dzogchen, because a sect, as long as Dacheng Dzogchen has the capital, it will have the capital to truly gain a foothold in the spiritual world. !

At that time, Huan Ri and Huan Yue were both in the late Dacheng stage, while Huan Ming was only in the middle Dacheng stage!