Chapter 1597 Wait for This Ancestor!

After being resurrected, the demon ancestor who had been hiding for a long time was finally blocked by Jun Changxiao on a deserted island in the East China Sea.

In the distance are the disciples of the Wangu Sect and the Thousand Frames of Diablo, and nearby are the top powerhouses of the Stone Statue Clan and the Dragon Clan, just like the thief of the century surrounded by a large number of police cars in three circles and three circles.

Poor, pathetic.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Jun Changxiao covered his face with one hand and let out a strange laugh.

I was thinking about the Demon Ancestor before, but now I found it by accident when I was building a transmission base station in the East China Sea. I really had nowhere to go after stepping through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it!

"..."

The three princes, nine emperors and the three dragon kings were speechless.

They swear, they have never heard such a vile laughter!

"Hey."

The Demon Ancestor sighed helplessly and said, "Is it still exposed?"

The powerhouses of the stone statues and dragons frowned.

It's hard to imagine that this young man in his early twenties is actually the master of the Demon Clan who dared to compete with the Ten Great Immortal Sects 100,000 years ago!

"so what!"

Demon Ancestor raised his chest proudly.

At this moment, the situation is very unfavorable for him, but it doesn't matter, because the generation of heroes has never seen any big winds and waves, how can they be afraid of anyone in adversity!

"Hoohoo!"

The majestic demonic energy gathered, and the eyes gradually became cold.

"good."

"I am the ancestor of the devil!"

"The Lord of the Demon Clan!"

A few words shouted out that the power of the hero is stronger, and the readers on the scene are not only awe-inspiring, but also deeply pondered. Who is the villain in this book?

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Jun Changxiao gave a strange laugh again and said, "Have you admitted it?"

"Boy!"

The demon ancestor's eyes were splitting and said: "Your disciple grabbed the body of this ancestor's innate holy demon,

This is a bloody feud, and sooner or later..."

"Take it for me!"

Jun Changxiao didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and shouted loudly.

"brush!"

"brush!"

San Gong Jiuqing and the three dragon kings rushed over, because after all, the other party was a strong man 100,000 years ago.

"..."

Demon Ancestor's expression brightened.

If he only faced a median level like Liu Sinan, he was confident that he could fight for 300 rounds, but facing the peak level with his current strength, the result would definitely be cool!

"Boy!"

He said angrily: "Wait for this ancestor!"

"brush!"

His fingers intertwined, his eyes instantly turned red, and he roared, "Magic Seal..."

The voice suddenly stopped, because a majestic aura appeared on his head, so he hurriedly raised his head and saw a giant tower carrying an ancient aura slammed down.

"not good!"

The expression on the Demon Ancestor's face changed.

In an instant, a strong sense of ominous and uneasy came over me!

Don't get hit, you have to dodge!

"The Great Shuttle Technique!"

At the critical moment, the demon ancestor used some kind of magical power, but before the sound fell, he heard a 'boom', and the Tianyuan Zhensoul Tower was stably stabilized on the island like a mountain, with strong power rippling, and the sea around the volume was boiling. stand up.

The stone statues and dragons were suddenly stunned.

What is this stuff? Why does it give off an air of dread!

...

Since the Tianyuan Zhensoul Tower was changed to the Prison Tower, it has rarely been used to smash people, and today he completed his first show in the upper realm.

What about the ancestors?

was locked in.

However, when Jun Changxiao took back the Soul Tower, held it lightly with the palm of his hand, and integrated his spiritual sense into it, he found that the guy was lying on the ground and had no life, so he said in surprise, "Is this dead?"

"Ran."

The system said: "Only one body is left."

Just now, between the lightning and flint, the demon ancestor used the great shuttle technique of the magic clan secret technique, the soul and the body quickly separated, and disappeared into the void and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn."

Jun Changxiao said angrily, "Let him slip away!"

"normal."

The system said: "The top ten immortal sects and various clans can only watch him resurrect, how can the host's current strength catch it."

If it was just an ordinary search for the truth, it would be impossible to escape in such a situation, but the Demon Ancestor is the Demon Ancestor after all. If there is no life-saving trump card at the critical moment, it is not worthy of being a super (send) level (wealth), anti (child) faction (child) .

"Hey."

Jun Chang smiled and shook his head.

However, soon laughed.

Although Demon Ancestor ran away, his body was left behind, just enough for Ye Xingchen to use.

"Back to the sect!"

"Yes!"

The senior officials of the Wangu Sect and their disciples returned home.

The stone statues and dragons also returned to their ancestral places.

On the way, I always wondered whether the strength of the ten thousand immortal sects and the demon ancestors of various clans was a little too strong.

no way.

People have just been resurrected, and their cultivation is less than 10% of the peak.

Otherwise, let alone the senior leaders of the two major ethnic groups, even facing Gongsun Ruoli, who was half a step away, would not be false.

After all, the reason why Mozu is so tragic is that the state has never recovered, otherwise the dog will be beaten and called Daddy.

...

The vast universe starry sky.

Dozens of steel warships are running at high speed.

They came from the celestial spirit world, and they have been on their way for nearly two years.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Inside a cabin, there was a roar.

Numbers continued to appear on the enchantment similar to the formation light curtain, from five or six thousand at the beginning to more than nine thousand.

"General."

The voice came: "You have reached your limit."

"boom!"

The middle-aged man with his upper body bare and with solid muscles punched again, and then stopped, then took the bath towel handed over to wipe the sweat on his face, and said, "How long does it take to reach the upper realm?"

"General."

The subordinate said: "About a year."

The general sat down and covered the bath towel over his head, his deep eyes flashed with fighting intent, and said, "The Third Fleet sent information before it was destroyed, saying that there are powerhouses with over 10,000 combat power there, it's a little anxious to wait another year. "

"General."

The subordinate said weakly: "Your combat strength is only over 9,000, I'm afraid..."

"boom!"

The general suddenly stood up and punched the barrier.

"Beep beep!"

The original fixed value of more than 9,000 points soared to 10,000 in an instant, and the voice said coldly: "Are you questioning this general?"

"..."

The subordinate's face suddenly changed.

It's been so long that it hasn't broken through 10,000, so why did it suddenly reach it!

"General!"

At this time, a voice sounded in the battleship: "According to the investigation, there is an unstable factor in the space system of the Canghaijie. We can rely on the twisted formation to connect with it, so as to reach the destination faster."

"How fast?"

"About three or five months."

"Go on and start the twisting formation."

"Yes!"

...

"call out"

Dozens of steel warships have just arrived in the Canghaijie area, and with the turbulence generated by the space, they entered in an instant, indicating that the catastrophe of the upper realm is about to come ahead of schedule.

"General!"

"Soul body found ahead."

"Catch it back."

"Yes!"

The bottom of the main battleship was opened, the thick muzzle appeared, and then a streamer was sprayed, which then turned into a large net to capture the souls floating in the deep space.

"General!"

"This is the soul from the demon world, and the combat power and potential are estimated to be 6200."

"Devil Soul?"

The middle-aged man sitting in the cockpit said in surprise: "How come you are in the distant sea world? Could it be an ancient immigrant?"

"Inject soul control fluid."

"Place it on the first-class corpse of 9527."

"Yes!"