Tempered Immortal - Chapter 396

[Volume 3 Chapter 397 The True and False Ancestor]

Naturally, Lin Xuan had never seen Patriarch Hunyuan before.

However, this person is by no means the legendary Nascent Soul monster.

at this point.

He can be sure.

There is no reason for him.

The Jiutian Xuangong practiced by Lin Xuan is the supreme true method of Taoism.

Among them is the ability to see through disguise.

Destroy illusions and blindfolds!

The old man in front of him seemed to be transformed by a spell.

Although Lin Xuan’s skill is limited.

Couldn’t see his true face.

But just know that someone is impersonating.

What exactly happened.

Where is Patriarch Hunyuan?

Lin Xuan felt something wrong in his heart.

It seemed that leaving immediately was the right choice.

But it seemed that the elixir was about to arrive.

If you give up, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Even gambling.

It’s time to give it a try.

“Master. This witchcraft conference has ended successfully. All the disciples who entered the top twelve are here. They come from nine tribes.” The old man surnamed Ye stepped forward.

Respectfully opened his mouth.

The other two masters of the Great Perfection Realm.

Yunfeng and the middle-aged woman.

The same atmosphere did not dare to come out.

“Yeah.” Patriarch Hunyuan nodded.

His eyes swept across the faces of the twelve young wizards.

All of them showed great excitement.

Lin Xuan is the same.

It’s just that the heart is naturally sneer

and it’s simple.

I don’t know how many times witchcraft conventions have been held in the past million years.

How to do it is naturally clear in the minds of the people.

Incense.

Worship ancestors.

and a series of intricate rituals.

Quite out of date.

It’s finally over.

Lin Xuan was naturally impatient.

But can only hold back.

“Okay. You all come up. Get the elixir.” Patriarch Hun Yuan’s eyes were half-open and half-closed.

Said so lightly.

The young wizards who entered the top 12 were all overjoyed.

For them.

The elixir is of secondary importance.

After all, I can’t use it myself.

What is really tempting is that you can pay homage to the ancestors of the ancestors.

It’s not just an honor.

two hundred years ago.

It’s also a witchcraft test.

A young wizard from a small tribe in the third place.

He was spotted by the ancestors of Hunyuan at a glance.

The income was for the disciples who entered the house… but the one who

won the leader didn’t have this treatment.

Not surprising.

The so-called chance.

The ancestors looked at qualifications.

From the root.

The third place is better.

Just no teacher.

There is also a lack of handy spiritual tools.

And worship the ancestors as teachers.

He is like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven.

A thousand miles of progress.

unstoppable.

Now it is a wizard of the condensing stage.

And in the same class.

There is also quite a bit of fame.

If you can also be seen by the ancestors.

Not to mention the disciples.

Even if only by name.

The benefits are too numerous to mention

the eagerness in the eyes of these young people.

Lin Xuan naturally noticed it too.

The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned.

Pathetic.

The person in front of him is not a real Nascent Soul monster.

Their performance.

It can be regarded as a wink for the blind.

at this time.

Lin Xuan also figured it out.

Is this guy in front of me a fake.

Why should the Moyue Clan think so much about it?

Just get the elixir.

correct.

And a map.

Think about this.

Lin Xuan turned to look in the direction of Tianxing Palace.

However this look.

But let his mouth open the boss.

Not just him.

Every wizard present.

All turned their heads.

His face was full of surprise.

many people.

They all thought they were wrong…

First, an earth-shattering explosion sounded into the ears.

Then they considered the Holy Land Tianxing Palace to actually ignite a raging fire.

in the firelight.

Countless black strands of light flew out.

gather together.

Turned into one or forty years old.

An elegant middle-aged man in a Confucian robe.

Lin Xuan’s face suddenly turned pale.

Haotian Ghost Emperor!

But at the moment.

The old monster had messy hair.

Clothes were also damaged.

It’s like eating something.

The other wizards were even more panicked and discussed:

“Who is this person?”

“I haven’t seen it before. Could it be an outsider?”

“But his cultivation base…”

“Unfathomable. Could it be the immortal cultivator at the peak of the pill condensing stage?”

“I don’t know.”

Others were just guessing.

Cloud Peak.

The old man surnamed Ye.

The middle-aged woman had a horrified expression on her face.

They looked at each other,

“Fellow Daoist Ye. Who is this person? In Kuiyue City. How come there are other Nascent Soul monsters?”

“I don’t know. Who advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.” At this moment, the old man surnamed Ye couldn’t care to be at odds with Yunfeng.

said dumbfounded.

“The two fellow Daoists didn’t find it. This guy has a lot of yin. He doesn’t seem to be human.” The middle-aged beautiful woman didn’t speak.

Say it now.

But there is some earth-shattering taste.

The other two listened.

Naturally shocked.

Then they turned their heads to look at the ancestor who was on the stage.

now.

This old monster from the Nascent Soul period.

Nature is their backbone.

But right now.

There was a sound of surprise in the crowd.

I saw it from the ruins of the Star Palace that day.

Another person flew away.

tall and big.

It sounded like a bell.

Isn’t it the ancestor of the ancestors himself?

Who will be in the ring?

The wizards were in an uproar.

And the three old people with the surname Ye.

Look at each other.

Even without hesitation, his body swayed.

came to the man.

Aura flashes.

The three squirted out their magic weapon.

In the shape of “pin”, surround him in the middle.

“Who are you?” The middle-aged beautiful woman’s eyebrows stood upright.

But the man was not in a hurry.

Reach out and wipe it on the face.

Exposed the original appearance.

But it was a middle-aged wizard with a black and red face.

“Third Junior Brother. Why are you?” The old man surnamed Ye was full of surprise.

Yunfeng and the middle-aged beautiful woman obviously knew this person as well.

Equally weird.

“Senior brother. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com Don’t be surprised by the two fellow Daoists. It was the master who ordered the younger brother to pretend to be his Ghost Emperor Huo Haotian.”

“What. Ghost Emperor. Could it be those monsters in the canyon of ghosts?” A look of astonishment appeared on Yunfeng’s face.

“That’s right. The Yin Soul and the Qin Clan have started a war again.” The black-faced wizard said with a solemn expression: “This guy is here. He just wants to join forces with us. We will deal with those Qin Clan monks together.”

“Joining forces. This is a good idea. idea.” Yunfeng touched his chin.

Some interesting interfaces.

“Fellow Daoist Yun. Your words are wrong. As the saying goes. They are not of our race. Their hearts must be different. Although we and the Qin family have a deep hatred of blood, but after all, we are both human beings. How can we join forces with the ghosts.” Blackface The monk frowned.

Righteousness and awe-inspiring openness.

But the expression on the face.

Obvious disapproval.

“Fellow Daoist. Since the Haotian Ghost Emperor is here to seek cooperation, how can he fight with the ancestors like this?

” Delay. Then we came up with the idea of our Black Moon Clan’s heritage treasure…” The black-faced wizard said bitterly.

[End of this Chapter]