Chapter 327 [The True Origin of the Passerby Ancestor] "Millions of years have passed in the blink of an eye, who can keep the ancient dream? The four seas are surging with the roar of dragons, the five realms are shaking and the road to immortality is exhausted." Purple mist was billowing, dragon energy was filling the sky, and an extremely stunning woman came walking through the air, standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Xian, overlooking the mountains and rivers, standing proudly, her heterochromatic eyes filled with indifference. This is not the ancient times, not her father's era. Looking around, she can't find a single familiar person. Wan Longnu's heart was cold, and only Lin Xian's dragon aura made her feel somewhat close to him. The four sect leaders and countless powerful men were shocked and gasped. Who was this genius? His aura was comparable to that of the Holy Prince. Such a strong man, yet no one in the world knew his name. Ji Zi also sighed. Her appearance was ordinary, but she blended into the void, everything was natural. She walked slowly and said calmly: "In ancient times, there were sorrows and joys in partings, and turmoil and blood staining the universe. It's a big dream and we must wake up. This world is the world of the common people." This is another bloodline that is comparable to that of the Holy Prince, which attracted the sidelong glance of Emperor Xiang Yufei who came over nearby. Ji Zi stood there quietly, even more silent than Wan Longnu, as if nothing in the world could attract his attention.
"I originally thought that the Holy Prince was invincible in the world. Whose disciple is this?" The old emperor of Zhongzhou sighed. This person was definitely not from Zhongzhou. He had seen all the outstanding people of the younger generation. "It seems to have some of the aura of the Void Sutra, but it is elusive." An Eastern Wasteland Saint Lord narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Could it be a disciple of the Ji family? But doesn't the Ji family already have a Divine King Body?" All the powerful men looked at each other, only the Saint Lord of Ji family had a strange look on his face. This person was not a descendant of Ji family; Ji family was his descendant. Looking at the noisy sound, the Holy Leader of Ji Family gave a wink, and the mighty man of Ji Family beside him understood what he meant, and performed the Void Sutra to escape into the darkness without being noticed by anyone. Just as everyone was discussing this, suddenly an all-knowing passerby passed by, full of shock, and exclaimed: "What...it's actually like this? How can it be so similar." The sudden exclamation attracted the attention of the powerful people in the five domains. One of the great demons asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, do you know the origin of this boy?" "I once saw the portrait of the Void Emperor by chance..." The all-knowing passerby sighed, "As everyone knows, the Void Emperor is invincible in the world, and has no rivals in the nine heavens and ten earths. His Void Avenue is even more arbitrary and has been integrated into the heaven and earth. It has no form or sect, but is omnipresent." "Look at the man standing next to Lin Tianzun. Doesn't he have an aura of returning to nature?" "Very similar to the Void Emperor!" All the powerful men were shocked and took a deep breath. They couldn't help but guess: "Could it be... an emperor's son?" “The Emperor’s son! This is not some disciple of the Ji family, but the Emperor’s son of the Ji family!” Several Saints said tremblingly, realizing that this life was extremely extraordinary. The Emperor’s sons of the human race and the princes of ancient times emerged one after another, competing for the path to immortality. Amid the shock, there were also rational people who curiously asked the passerby, "Daoyou, the portrait of the Void Emperor has been kept in the Ji family's ancestral temple and not shown to outsiders. How did you know about this?" "Ahem, our ancestor was a quasi-emperor during the era of the Void Emperor." The Ji family's great man said calmly, "Leave a portrait for our descendants." Many powerful men immediately stood in awe. A descendant of a quasi-emperor was truly extraordinary. Amid the storm, Hua Yunfei, who looked like a fairy in blue clothes, Jiang Yifei, who was elegant, easy-going and always smiling, and Yaoguang Saint, who looked like the son of the sun god, all appeared on the stage. At this moment, there was no need for the passerby old man in the dark to introduce them. The three of them were the geniuses of the time, and many powerful people knew them. They explained the situation like running water. "That's the Holy Son of Yaoguang! The Taoist Master Taixuan! The Young Master of the Jiang Family!" "It's only been a year or two, and they have actually entered the Xiantai Secret Realm, and it's not even their first time there." "He is truly a monster..."
Lin Xian, Wan Longnu, the Holy Prince, Ji Zi, Yaoguang, Hua Yunfei, and Jiang Yifei are all standing side by side, with a momentum that can sweep away all ages. It is even more terrifying than the Seven Heroes of the Ancient Times. With this lineup, not to mention Emperor Luan Gu, even Emperor Wu Shi when he was a teenager had to hold on to the Western Emperor Tower to save his life. "The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art is truly extraordinary." Ye Fan sighed. He could kill the Holy Lord if he stood in Qinling Mountains. His combat power was not weak, but his realm was insufficient. "Don't talk about them, you are also a pervert." The big black dog couldn't help but mutter: "You have only been practicing Taoism for a few years, and you have already reached the Great Perfection of Dragon Transformation. You are only one step away from the first level of Immortal." Not to mention Ji Zi, the Holy Prince, Wan Longnv and other people who are of the ancient emperor's bloodline, they all achieved the pinnacle of great power before they were crowned as gods. Hua Yunfei, Jiang Yifei, and Yaoguang, these three have been practicing since childhood and have practiced hard for more than twenty years. They also devoured the source of great power in the Qinling Mountains and listened to the teachings of the Supreme Being before they reached such a state. And, how many years has Ye Fan been practicing Taoism? Only ten years! The emperor's sons and the prodigies, with only half the years of cultivation, are almost catching up with them. The big black dog was sometimes frightened. Ye Fan's growth experience was not like that of the Wu Shi Great Emperor, who swept all the way, but from weak to strong. The higher the realm, the better he could fight. "Pass the tribulation? Wait...pass the tribulation!" Ye Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking at Wang Teng who was unable to move forward or backward in the void, and a bold idea came to his mind. If he kills Wang Teng, the black gold tripod with dragon pattern will be his. By then, when he has entered the realm of the first level of immortals and established himself in the Qinling Mountains, will he be able to defeat Lin Xian? After thinking carefully for a moment, Ye Fan regretfully gave up the idea. The Holy Lord is the Holy Lord, and Holy Lord Lin is Holy Lord Lin. Not only Ye Fan is Yuan Tianshi, but Lin Xian is also. Qinling is also the home court of Lin Shengzhu. In the void, the Seven Emperors of the Big Dipper were like an encirclement, surrounding Wang Teng tightly. No matter how fast he was like a golden-winged Roc, it was of no use at this moment. "clang!" - The void split the sky, Ji Zi said nothing, but just kept on making sneak attacks, knowing the nature of the void well. “Zheng!”——The Holy Emperor becomes a fighting immortal! The Holy Prince roared through the nine heavens, like a golden violent ape, swinging his immortal stick and fighting to the extreme. "Yin!" - Ten thousand dragons return to the imperial nest! The Ten Thousand Dragon Girl stepped into the Qinling Mountains, and endless dragon energy came in. The power of control was not inferior to that of Yuan Tianshi. "Wow!" - A thought makes the flower bloom, and he reigns supreme! Endless flower rain falls, each piece is crystal clear. Hua Yunfei stands on a lotus flower, extremely holy, pinching the flower and smiling, even more beautiful than the Saintess of the East Wasteland. “Om!”——Huanyuan Holy Light Technique! Nine divine rings appeared behind the head of the Holy Son of Yaoguang, and holy light flowed through his body, shining brightly, like a son of the sun god. "Boom!" - Fighting Saint Method! Jiang Yifei is the core of the Jiang family, so he naturally got the method passed down by the God King, and his combat power is even more terrifying after practicing the Nine Secrets. "Tao!" - The void has an end, but the Tao is infinite! Lin Xian held the divine map in his hand, with a cloud of celebration above his head, and three flowers bloomed, just like the king of the Tao attacking. Blow after blow landed, causing a commotion in the Qinling Mountains. The Holy Lord changed color, and did not even dare to touch the aftermath, and they all retreated. “Do you dare to fight me fairly?” Wang Teng coughed up blood and retreated. He was seriously injured and almost lost his mind. He was only one step away from actual death, but his eyes were bright, as if he was staring at the Seven Heroes of the East Desert like the Wolf God. As if it was fate, the descendant of Luan Gu encountered seven ultimate enemies. At this moment, all the princes except Lin Xian hesitated. They had invincible Tao hearts, so they would just surround and kill the enemies. But Wang Teng was the same age as them and had issued a challenge. How could they refuse? If it got out, it would cause ridicule, so they all stopped.
Lin Xian sighed, secretly feeling regretful. In broad daylight, it was indeed not suitable to gang up on and kill Wang Teng. Except for him, the six imperial princes and princesses are all people who care about their reputation. It would be inappropriate to execute him on the charge of colluding with ancient creatures like Wang Teng. After all, Lin Xian was more deeply involved and had two ancient princes by his side. "Sure enough, except for Lin Tianzun, the other princes are normal people." Wang Teng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes turned, and he was thinking about a way to retreat. He couldn't win by fighting, so he could only run away and learn the path of Emperor Luan Gu. Just as he was hesitating about how to escape, suddenly a voice accompanied by lightning rang out. "Wang Teng, I'm here to fight you!" Ye Fan soared into the sky, bringing about a tremendous catastrophe that covered the entire sky and turned the Qinling Mountains into a sea of thunder and lightning. It was so terrifying that a flash of lightning burst out and turned a mountain into ashes! "No, hurry up, it's a genius going through a tribulation." Countless powerful men changed color, as if their parents had died, and quickly retreated, fearing to be contaminated by the slightest bit of calamity, and formed a group to survive the calamity. There were also bloodthirsty warriors who could not help but make excited voices: "It is worth dying to witness such a scene!" At this moment, the heavenly calamity stimulated the dragon veins of the Qinling Mountains. Countless dragons made rumbling sounds, and the ancient caves at the roots of the mountains gushed out essence, which echoed through the thirty-three layers of heaven, as if it came from the wilderness. The opportunity has arrived! Even the bloodthirsty spectators were no longer bloodthirsty. They no longer paid attention to the entanglement between Ye Fan and Wang Teng, and ran directly to the Immortal Pond or the Eternal Dragon Cave. (End of this chapter)