Chapter 882 Subduing the Ancestors of All Spirits

Hall Master Canglong explained: "Patriarch Wanling, after you are injured..."

Before he could finish speaking, the tool spirit waved his hand to interrupt: "Did I let you talk? It's so unruly..."

He wanted to scold again, and Wang Daoyuan directly scolded: "Either shut up and listen to us, or you will die today.

Isn't it just an artifact spirit, if you kill it, you can cultivate a new one. "

The tool spirit and the magic tool are one, the magic tool will not be destroyed, and the tool spirit will not die.

If Yinglong is allowed to deal with this guy, it is really possible to take him down.

After all, Linglong was horrified when she saw Yinglong.

As for whether it can be done, Wang Daoyuan has no idea.

As soon as this guy comes out, he trains this guy and scolds that guy.

Now being reprimanded and threatened by Wang Daoyuan, how can he bear it?

If you want to directly control the Wanling Tower, attack Wang Daoyuan.

It's a pity that the tower is still in Wang Daoyuan's hand.

After Wang Daoyuan improved his exercises, his spiritual power could be transformed into qi and blood, and his physical strength and power were no less than that of monsters of the same rank.

Wanling Pagoda struggled for a long time, but still could not escape Wang Daoyuan's control.

According to the previous Canglong Hall Master, the strongest means of Wanling Pagoda are suppression and defense.

The tower body can't move, and it can't use any powerful means.

Qi Ling's face changed greatly: "What a powerful boy."

After speaking, he left the tower and rushed towards Wang Daoyuan.

The tower was held in his hands, more than two feet away from his head.

Raid at such a close distance, he should have no chance of surviving.

But Wang Daoyuan was already prepared, and Yinglong was already waiting outside the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

As soon as the tool spirit left the tower, Yinglong flew out and entangled it.

The tool spirit struggled violently and wanted to return to the Ten Thousand Spirit Pagoda, but unfortunately it was unable to move.

Yinglong was about to open his mouth to swallow it, and several elders quickly interceded: "Be merciful,

This artifact spirit was cultivated by the first generation of ancestors, and it can be said that it is also the ancestor of my Valley of Beasts.

Patriarch Wanling is just a little bit bad-tempered, but his character is still good. "

Yinglong was once one of the most powerful people in the Qianyuan world, and his methods were even unmatched by Earth Immortals.

Whether he can solve the artifact spirit, the extremely elder has no idea.

Wang Daoyuan snorted coldly: "If you can speak well, I will spare your life.

No matter how maddening you are, I also want to try, can Yinglong kill the artifact spirit? "

After hearing this, Qi Ling frowned: "Yinglong? The legendary dragon of fate?

No wonder I felt threatened for my life, it turned out to be this guy.

This Yinglong is also extremely strange, not an artifact, nor a spell.

Who is your junior to actually drive Yinglong? "

Listening to what he said, Yinglong should really be able to destroy the artifact spirit.

There is also a bad-tempered artifact spirit in the Lingzhu space. Wang Daoyuan wants to make it recognize the master, but he has not been successful.

"I didn't expect you to speak well. Your current master is my own son, and I am the named disciple of the current master of the Baoding line of Shenbing Pavilion."

With a strange look on Qi Ling's face, he asked Canglong Hall Master, "What's going on? We have all been bullied by the juniors of Shenbing Pavilion in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts?

What's wrong with the few of you, you've all become inhumane? "

Hall Master Canglong cupped his hands and said, "Ancestor Wanling, when the former sect master sent out his back to the sect and killed the evil dragon, he sat down with several supreme elders.

The monsters brought by the dragon turned the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts into ruins.

In order to defend against monsters, we forged ourselves into living corpses, and transformed our souls into ghosts, and hid them in magic weapons made of soul crystals.

After many years of fierce battles, the monsters were finally swept away, and the disciples in the sect were almost dead.

Only Zhao Tianpeng, the disciple of the former suzerain, escaped and established the Zhou Kingdom west of the Tianzhan Mountains.

Among the disciples of the sect, except for Zhou Tianpeng's descendants, there is no one alive.

More than 50,000 years have passed now, and the inheritance of our Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts has also been cut off for more than 50,000 years.

The name of the new suzerain is Wang Mingchen, who is the descendant of the 99th generation of Zhou Tianpeng.

He awakened Nanming Lihuo's little supernatural power again. Who should be the suzerain if he is not?

It is already a great luck for us in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts to have such a genius as the suzerain. "

After hearing this, the ancestor of Wanling was silent.

After a long time, he sighed: "The foundation of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts for more than 100,000 years has actually been reduced to this point.

Under such circumstances, it would be a blessing to have a suzerain who awakened Nanming Lihuo's little supernatural powers.

Then what happened to this Yinglong? He was one of the most powerful people in the ancient times. How could it be on him? "

Hall Master Canglong continued: "Daoyuan originally had the vision of the Five Elements Divine Beast. When he broke the pill and formed a baby, the vision of Zifu changed and turned into a dragon."

Hearing this, the ancestor of Wanling was full of shock: "The vision of Zifu is related to the way of heaven, and the vision can be transformed into a dragon of fortune, so this person's luck may have reached an extremely terrifying level.

Could it be that he is the son of luck?

No, hundreds of thousands of years have passed since I was born.

I have met two generations of the son of luck, there are more than 20 people in total, all of them are dragons and phoenixes, but no son of luck has ever had the vision of a dragon.

Junior, let this Yinglong loosen up, I have a little friendship with the Yin-Yang Compass Spirit, and I have learned a little bit about the means of checking your luck. Let me see how your luck is. "

Wang Daoyuan also wanted to make this guy suffer a bit and kill his spirit.

To avoid further troubles by not listening to Wang Mingchen's words in the future.

Controlling Yinglong, the ancestor of Wanling flew out with one tail.

The ancestor of Wanling flew out for more than ten miles before stopping.

His eyes turned purple and gold, and he began to observe Wang Daoyuan's luck.

Suddenly, a purple-golden thunder fell from the Tianshan Mountains and slashed towards him.

The ancestor of Wanling is indeed an old fried dough stick that has lived for more than 200,000 years, and he has been prepared for a long time.

In an instant, it turned into a streamer, avoiding the thunder.

He hurriedly received the spell, and was shocked and said: "What a strong luck, this is the late Nascent Soul, and the auspicious cloud of luck has turned into a dragon of luck.

Only the Luck of the Great Power and the Earth Immortal can have the Dragon of Luck.

When you spy on your luck, you will be warned by heaven, and this luck is no worse than Guiyuan Sword Immortal. "

Wang Daoyuan smiled and said: "It seems that you are stronger than the yin and yang compass. He didn't even see how my luck was at the time, he only said that I was the bloodline of a certain power."

This guy looked proud: "Although he and Yin Yang are old friends, his ability is far worse than mine.

Even if you can't see your bloodline, it's really bad enough.

You are the descendant of Zilei Shenzun, who became a powerful man two hundred thousand years ago.

My first-generation owner, the God of Beasts, is still friends with the God of Purple Thunder.

Among your relatives, are there any small supernatural powers that are purple thunder attribute spirit fire?

Zi Lei Shen Zun's magical power is Zi Lei Shen Yan, and relying on this spiritual fire, he is also famous.

He also played a big role in the chaos of more than 70,000 years ago. "

Now Wang Daoyuan finally knows where the little supernatural powers of the master and the younger brother come from, so it should be correct to say.

"My younger brother and Master have awakened the little supernatural powers of Zi Lei Shenyan."

"Then he didn't run away, he is the descendant of Zi Lei Shenzun.

This guy had several wives and concubines in his early years, and many descendants, but unfortunately few of them were successful.

I'm not sure which line of his descendants you are.

Long Yunteng, why don't you let this junior inherit the position of suzerain? "

Hall Master Canglong cupped his hands and said, "Ancestor, we in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts have no kindness towards him, and rashly dragging him into the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts is intercepting luck, and it may be backlashed by luck.

Legend has it that getting close to the son of luck can also increase your own luck.

It can make Wang Mingchen become the suzerain, and accompany Dao on an expedition to fight the world in the future.

If he can win the battle of luck, our Valley of Beasts can also be reinvigorated, maybe even stronger than the previous heyday. "

Ancestor Wanling nodded: "You are very thoughtful, and it is indeed the safest to do so.

For the future of the sect, I recognize this sect master. "

After that, he bowed to Wang Mingchen and saluted: "Wanling has seen the sect master, and I would like to hear from the sect master in the future."