"Haha, I didn't expect that someone would recognize me now." Hearing Liu Wuhen's scream, the Xuanmo Ancestor smiled softly, but his eyes were not fluctuating.

Liu Wuhen's expression was a little complicated. He looked at the Xuanmo Ancestor and said, "Xuanmo Ancestor, you were also the top figure in China in the past, leading an era. I don't know how many people are you as your idols. Even I have admired you. But..."

Speaking of this, Liu Wuhen's voice paused, then became a little louder, and shouted: "Why, I once regarded you as an idol, the goal I pursue throughout my life, why do you betray the land of China and want to betray my human race, why..."

Speaking of this, Liu Wuhen almost roared, and two lines of clear tears remained.

The Xuanmo Ancestor was once the idol he admired and a genius predecessor he wanted to surpass. But when he saw his idol, the Xuanmo Ancestor, who once led a time in China, became a lackey of the evil demon. This feeling seemed to be his spiritual pillar suddenly collapsed.

The old man Xuanmo was neither sad nor happy. He looked at Liu Wuhen who was out of control without any feeling.

Why?

The way is different, just don’t plan for each other.

Zhou Qingfei flew over, patted Liu Wuhen on the shoulder, and said, "Once upon a time, he might have been your idol, but after he chose to betray the human race and become the lackey of the evil demon, he was no longer the same. Such a weak and innocent person is not worthy of being your idol, nor is he worthy of being a human race!"

Zhou Qing didn't expect that the old man in black robe in front of him was once a genius figure who led an era in China. Unfortunately, such a person eventually turned to evil demons and betrayed the human race.

"You are right. He is not worthy of looking for my idol, nor is he worthy of being a human race." Liu Wuhen slowly straightened his body. At this moment, something seemed to be loosening in his body, and the aura on his body actually boiled at this moment.

Break the realm!

Liu Wuhen actually broke through the realm at this time and was about to enter the fourth level of the supreme martial arts realm!

However, the fourth level of the supreme martial arts realm at this time was useless in front of the Xuanmo Old Man.

The gap between the sixth level of the Martial Realm and the fourth level of the Martial Realm is like a gap that is insurmountable.

Old Man Xuanmo looked at Zhou Qing indifferently. Among everyone present, Zhou Qing could only let him take a look and said, "Zhou Qing, ancestor, I will give you another chance to join my Tianyin Sect. I can spare your life, otherwise I will die!"

"Hahaha, Xuan Demon Ancestor, you are not qualified to kill me!" Zhou Qing laughed loudly, then his eyes became extremely sharp, and he burst out and said, "Clan, come out!"

Swish!

After the words came, two figures, one black and one white, appeared in the sky.

These two figures, their faces are exactly the same as Zhou Qing, and they are Zhou Qing's two clones.

"Ancestor Xuanmo, today, you will completely turn into history!" Zhou Qing looked at the Ancestor Xuanmo with cold eyes, and the cold murderous intent surged in his eyes. Kill those who defect to the evil demons!

“Unite!”

Zhou Qing shouted again, and his hands formed a series of seals. In an instant, two clones, one black and one white, pounced towards Zhou Qing's body as if they were being pulled.

Although he has extraordinary combat power, his realm is not high in the end. He can still not be afraid of a powerful person at the fifth level of the supreme martial arts realm. However, he is no match for a Taoist master like Xuanmo Ancestor.

The previous flash of Xuanmo Ancestor could shake him away, which showed the terrifying power of Dao Zun.

Boom boom!

As the clone merged with the deity, immediately, Zhou Qing's aura rolled up like boiling water, soaring straight into the sky, and the aura on his body continued to rise.

This is the first time he has used the unity of the clone and the original deity. He also wants to see that after the unity of the clone and the original deity, his strength can shake the powerful power of the Dao Zun realm.

Almost in an instant, the aura on Zhou Qing's body broke through the peak of the third level of the Martial Realm and reached the fourth level of the Martial Realm.

"kill!"

Zhou Qing shouted loudly, feeling that as the clone reunited, the power in his body reached an extreme, as if his body could not bear it. To gush out, it had to be released.

A terrifying fist light broke through the air, like an evil dragon from hell, and roared wildly towards the Xuanmo Ancestor.

Even the Xuanmo Ancestor could not help but shrink with this punch.

"break!"

The Xuan Demon Ancestor did not have any big expression on his face. He opened his five fingers and grabbed the void in front of him. Immediately, it seemed as if the space was grabbed by him. The terrifying fist light from Zhou Qing flew out there, and with a bang, it immediately broke into nothingness.

"Even if you cultivate two clones and merge them together, they are only at the fourth level of the Martial Realm of the Supreme Master. If you don't enter the Dao Master, how can you know how terrible the Lord is!"

The Xuanmo Ancestor stepped out in one step, and the heaven and earth roared. It seemed that there was a sound of Tao under his feet, and a great road led directly to nothingness.

"Old ancestor, I cherish my talents, and I advise you to join my Tianyin Sect. Otherwise, if you kill so many people in my Tianyin Sect, it is not worth dying ten times. It's a pity that you don't know what you are doing, and I will fulfill you and send you to hell!"

The old man Xuanmo's voice became colder. He walked out step by step, and each step fell, the heaven and earth roared, and the Taoist sounded, and the power of heaven and earth gathered on him, making his aura reach an unimaginable level. The snow peaks of the Beidou Sect could not bear it, and they would crack and collapse.

Liu Wuhen, the White-clothed Venerable and others could not bear the power of this terrifying Taoist Venerable, and they all retreated one after another, their eyes were horrified, and there was a hint of despair.

If Zhou Qing was not the opponent of Xuanmo Ancestor, all of them would never have had a good end.

In this way, Qingzhou, which had finally been pacified, would fall into the hands of Tianyin Sect again.

"Zhou Qing, dying in my hands is also your fortune. Now, go to hell, the clutches of the purgatory!"

The Xuan Demon Ancestor slowly raised his palm, and the power of the demonic path burst out, slapped Zhou Qing's body, and a roar. The heaven and earth trembled, and the space was directly broken. When he encountered a palm print that seemed to be a troll in the world, it seemed that he was a hell in his palm.

In this hell in the palm of your hand, ghosts suffered purgatory torture, making sharp crying sounds. The sound of ghosts and gods even has the ability to influence people's minds.

Suddenly, the scenery of purgatory appeared in front of Zhou Qing's eyes. He seemed to have been sent to purgatory and would suffer terrible torture and never be reborn.

Rumble!

The Purgatory Demon Clever was stormed down, and the palms were still surrounded by endless demonic lights and demon fires. Wherever they passed, the space was burned into nothingness by the demon fires.

This palm can definitely break a continent and smash the stars, and it is terrifying.

Zhou Qing suddenly came back to his senses from the purgatory scene. Seeing the purgatory clutch covered the clutches and feeling the horror of this palm as an example, he couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling in his heart.

(End of this chapter)
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