"Didi, after receiving the host's command, checking the details of the Cangshan Ancestor, it will consume three million points of source power. Please confirm whether it is consumed?"

"yes!"

Xu Yi answered silently in his heart.

“Buzz buzz…”

As Xu Yi finished speaking, immediately afterwards, in the void in front of him, the invisible space was rippling like the water surface. A scroll of void that only he could see appeared in front of him, and there were dense texts recorded on it.

Name: Ma Congyang

Age: 160

Identity: Cangshan Sect’s ancestor, Supreme Elder

Race: People

Cultivation level: Peak of the Eighth Level of Zhenwu (First Level)

Trajectory 1: "Ma Congyang was born in the Cangshan Sect of Hejian Prefecture, Qingyang Region, East Shenzhou, Xuanhuang Realm, and is the son of Ma Zeyang, the fourth-level elder of the Cangshan Sect.

He has shown amazing martial arts talent since childhood, so he is very popular with his father Ma Zeyang and is vigorously cultivated by Cangshan Sect.

At the age of eighteen, Ma Congyang achieved his innate success, and at the age of fifty, he broke through Zhenwu, and finally broke through the seventh level of Zhenwu at the age of one hundred and six, becoming the strongest person in Cangshan Sect, ascended to the position of Supreme Elder, and took charge of the inherited divine weapons of Cangshan Sect - the low-level divine weapons of the spiritual level, and the Jinyang Sword of the Sword!"

"The low-level spiritual level divine weapon Jinyang Sword! Is this the magic weapon inherited from the Dharma Realm of Cangshan Sect? No wonder more than 200 years ago, the leader of the Cangshan Sect was able to kill the ninth level of Zhenwu with one blow."

Seeing this, Xu Yi suddenly realized it.

The low-level divine weapons of the spiritual level, although these divine weapons do not give birth to wisdom and life as the holy treasure, they are also separated from the mortal level and contain some spirituality.

Generally, it is controlled by powerful people in the Dharma Realm. Only in their hands can the spirit-level divine weapons exert all their power, which can be called infinite.

But if it is in the hands of the powerful Zhenwu, the magic weapon can also partially recover. Although its power is not as good as that of any powerful Dharma Realm, it can also reach the invincible level of the Zhenwu Realm.

In terms of attack power alone, Xu Yi, who is now attacking with all his strength, is even better. If you are surprised, it is not difficult to kill an ordinary Ninth-level True Martial Arts powerhouse with one blow.

However, if you talk about overall strength, Xu Yi is not afraid of it when he is prepared. After all, no matter how strong the spiritual magic weapon is, it is just a dead object. As long as Xu Yi can withstand its attacks several times and then kill the owner who controls this treasure, he will naturally be able to escape danger.

When Xu Yi saw this, he secretly said in his heart, then calmed down and continued to watch.

"Ma Congyang, the ancestor of Cangshan, has a domineering personality and strong strength, and is better off being a good person than a complete one. He has been surviving all his life and has killed countless people. Although he has never been possessed by a demon, he is not a good person.

Finally, on his 160th birthday, he was buried by Ye Qingluo, a candidate for the Wusheng Sect's division of the Qingyang Domain in the East Shenzhou of Xuanhuang Realm. Not only did he die, but he also caused the Cangshan Sect's inheritance divine weapon for hundreds of years - Jinyang Sword, which was also robbed by him, and the Cangshan Sect's inheritance for thousands of years was subsequently destroyed.

"What! The No Life Sect!"

Seeing these words, Xu Yi was shocked. At this moment, with his temper for many years, he was almost screaming. He felt that the seat under his butt was hot, and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Since this month, through communicating with Wang Siyuan, who seems to be quite extraordinary in the background, Xu Yi is not the first-class warrior who knows nothing before January. Although he does not know much about the situation in the Dongshenzhou of the Xuanhuang Realm, he probably knows some common sense.

For example, the East Shenzhou Continent is vast and endless, with countless billions of miles, with a total of 18,000 "domains". Under each "domain", there are tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of palaces. The power within it is like the number of sands in the Ganges River, which is incalculable.

Small forces such as Ziyun Temple, which only exists in the innate realm warriors, and even Cangshan Sect, which only exists in the Zhenwu realm powerhouses, are born or destroyed almost every moment on the entire Dongshenzhou Continent.

But in recent millions of years, there have been some forces, no matter how the world changes, no matter how the universe changes, they have always stood at the peak of the East Shenzhou Continent. This Wusheng Sect is one of them.

According to rumors, Wusheng Sect is a supreme emperor-level powerful man who entered the fairyland in ancient times - Wusheng Laomo!

The doctrine in this teaching is extremely evil: it is believed that the world is like purgatory, and the world is like a sea of ​​suffering. And all living beings in this world are the ghosts in the purgatory and the fish in the sea of ​​suffering. They will be up and down in this boundless purgatory and suffering forever, and will be born with endless disasters.

Only by believing in the mother of the Birthless, dedicating everything about yourself, including the body, soul, faith, etc. to the mother of the Birthless, can you remove your body after death in the future, purify your soul and transcend the world, and turn the true spirit into a little, return to your hometown of emptiness, and you will no longer have to suffer the hardships of all ages.

Not only is this evil doctrine considered a fantasy in Xu Yi's opinion, even the Xuanhuang Continental warriors who are accustomed to the precepts of the weak and believe in the laws of the jungle cannot accept it.

Therefore, the Wusheng Sect has always been suppressed in the East Shenzhou, and once it appears, it will be attacked by any force.

But despite this, Wusheng Sect has always stood on the top of the East Shenzhou Continent for countless years, which shows its strength. Whether it is the Cangshan Sect where it is now or the Zijing Chamber of Commerce behind Wang Siyuan, these forces are like ants in the eyes of them, and can be destroyed by the blink of an eye.

"Brother Wang, things have changed. I have received the news that there may be a great enemy in Cangshan Sect, and maybe they will become a Shura field in the next moment. We are not close to Cangshan Sect, so it is better to leave first and not to get into this muddy water."

Xu Yi's face was solemnly retracted the scroll in the void, and his internal force condensed into a line, and he secretly sent a voice to Wang Siyuan.

The candidate for the Qingyang Domain Division of Wusheng Cult, Ye Qingluo, was a saint who had never heard of this person's name, nor did he understand his cultivation level.

However, since he can become a candidate saint of the Qingyang Domain Division of Wusheng Sect, his strength should be extraordinary, perhaps it is Zhenwu or Dharma image.

It would be fine if it was Zhenwu, after all, Xu Yi's cultivation and combat power were already at the top of Zhenwu. Even if Ye Qingluo was a saint of the great sect, as long as he had never held a spiritual treasure above the spiritual level, then Xu Yi thought he would be unable to defeat him, but it would not be difficult to escape his life.

However, if it is a Dharma image, it will be difficult to deal with.

Because Ye Qingluo is a dignified saint of Wusheng Sect, even if he is just a Qingyang Domain Division and is temporarily listed, the equality level of the Dharma that he condenses is absolutely impossible to be lower. At least it is more than the Tengshe Dharma image of the Cangshan Sect Physical Ancestor hundreds of years ago.

Faced with such powerful people, even if Xu Yi is now fully capable of fighting, he will never be able to withstand a move!

"What! Will Cangshan Sect undergo a major change? Brother Xu, where did you come from? Why didn't Wang know at all?"

Wang Siyuan said in confusion when he heard this.

His master has a very high status in the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce and has a lot of resources in his hands. At least if there is any disturbance in the entire Hejian Mansion, it should be that he cannot hide it. What's more, how could he not know about the news of the Cangshan Sect's great change?

"Stop asking, Brother Wang, I'll leave if I believe it, it may be too late later."

Xu Yi said anxiously.

This is not because he is in a bad state of mind. In fact, when it comes to Wusheng Sect, not to mention him, a small Zhenwu warrior, he is the president of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce behind Wang Siyuan. The rumored powerful man standing at the peak of the divine body realm would probably be trembling when he was transported to Wusheng Sect. If he hadn't seen Wang Siyuan be a good person this month, he would have been too lazy to talk nonsense to him and left alone.

"Okay! I believe in Brother Xu!"

A trace of firmness flashed in Wang Siyuan's eyes when he heard this. Brother Xu had an extraordinary background and seemed to have a great master behind him. Maybe he had some channels to find out the secret that he had not found.

Wang Siyuan said, and then he would get up and say goodbye to the old man in the white-haired man sitting on the main seat with a domineering sword in the hall, the old ancestor Cangshan, who was sitting in the end of the long table.

But at this moment, a thunderous laughter sounded from the outside world.

"Haha! Ma Laogui, you celebrated your 160th birthday today and invited so many people. Why don't you invite us to Chihuo Sect and the Four Symbols? Why, do you look down on me and wait?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, two figures emitting powerful aura descended into the hall.

One was a red-clothed, red-haired, red bearded, with a red flame mark in the middle of her eyebrows, and the domineering old man in his eyes. The words that just resounded through the hall were exactly what he said.

As for the other one, a middle-aged man in blue clothes and holding a white jade folding fan, looking about forty years old, with a free and easy temperament and politeness, as if a Confucian scholar who was well-read in poetry and books. At this moment, he was smiling faintly on his face and looking at the people in the hall.

"The leader of the Red Fire Sect, Chi Zhui Xing!"

"The leader of the Four Symbol Sect, Liu Fusheng!"
Chapter completed!