"It's... it's a manifestation. God bless me in the fairy palace!"

Hundreds of thousands of people roared excitedly, and several clan leaders and important figures stood up in shock.

"Ha ha……!"

"I have slept for so long that even this immortal has almost forgotten who I am. In the ancient battle, I, Ximen Feng, defeated five ghost generals and died together. I am worthy of the immortal world."

"snort!"

"Back then, I, Bei Minghan, led a group of people to fight in a bloody battle at the Sanghun Gorge. With only a dozen or so people, I was able to wipe out that army of demon cubs. This is enough to be passed down through the ages..."

One after another soul shadows rushed out of the hall and laughed wildly.

Each name represents an earth-shattering figure, and all of them fell. They were heroes from the ancient war. Only some remains and minced meat were found back then, and they have been enshrined to this day.

Use the belief in the fairy world to worship your ancestors.

Ning Tao smiled, but his face was very pale. He had lost a lot of blood just now, and it was this that was used as the core medium to activate the formation.

He actually didn't expect to be able to sense the ancestors. It seemed that it was because he was from the world of spirits...

"Rumble...!"

"You little bastard, is this how you use the immortal magic of my Xuanyuan family to waste? Watch it for me, don't let them embarrass me in the future."

"Xuanyuan Jue, Imperial Dragon Seal!"

The burly soul shadow was cursing angrily and seemed to be furious. With a pinch, it condensed a dragon seal of destiny, which coincided with the texture of heaven. There were nine dragons holding it around its body. Its power caused the space to crack.

"Give it to me...break it!"

Xuanyuan Chun was so frightened that he screamed and lost his mind. An old man ran away in a hurry like a child who failed the exam. In terms of realm and Taoism, he might not be able to defeat him, but now he is not afraid in terms of strength alone.

However, is this really his ancestor?

In front of the world, if he dares to fight back, he will become an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, unjust and unjust bastard. Not only will he lose his life, but he will also be criticized by thousands of people.

So even if your face is bruised and bruised, you can't fight back.

"Ancestor... Ancestor, ah ah... Dragon Ancestor, please forgive me, you have to calm down, you are so angry..."

Xuanyuan Chun was beaten until he was peeing, and he screamed repeatedly.

Everyone was stunned as if they saw a living ghost.

The fame of Mr. Xuanyuan Chun is so well-known among the older generation that even the younger generation has heard about it. His myths and legends can be told for three days and three nights.

When Daluo Immortal Palace was in a low state, he was the one who carried the cauldron with all his strength. When there was a riot in the restricted area, it was he who held a sword and swept across all directions. All ethnic groups were ready to move. It was he who single-handedly rushed in to destroy the enemy and slaughtered eight ethnic groups before stopping.

But for such a heroic figure, he was beaten up by his ancestors because of a little Taoist practitioner.

It feels...so damn good.

Luo Tian and Luo Hai looked strange, what... is going on? Xuanyuan Long, Huangfu Taiyi, Ximen Feng... aren't these the patriarchs of the eight major families in the ancient times, and the ancestors enshrined here.

Did Ning Tao wake them up?

At this moment, the dense shadows of souls covered the sky and the sun, and a strong and majestic voice came out.

"Hey, who is the leader?"

As soon as the words came out, Luo Tian walked out without hesitation, cupped his hands and said: "Master of Da Luo Immortal Palace, Luo Tian, ​​on behalf of the Immortal Realm, I am paying homage to all the seniors. I am really disturbing you."

From the shadow of the soul, an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life and wisdom walked out and said gently: "I am Duanmuwuhua. Please don't worry, Palace Master Luo. We can hear something from our faith, and we have seen what happened just now."

"The descendants did not live up to expectations and worked together in collusion, which really puts us to shame. Fortunately, little friend Ning called us out, so we did not embarrass the eight families."

"Ancestor, it's not..."

Patriarch Ximen and others explained anxiously.

But Ximen Feng glared and immediately cursed: "Shut up, I don't deserve to be called my ancestor. How could I, Ximen Feng, a generation of wise and powerful people, have such a crooked descendant as you, so embarrassing?"

Patriarch Ximen is as submissive as a grandson.

"Ancestor... Ancestor cough cough..."

At this time, Xuanyuan Chun came back from being brutally beaten. His whole body was in tatters and dripping with blood. He looked as embarrassed as a beggar, and his old face was swollen into the shape of a pig's head.

He is completely different from the arrogant person just now.

"Tsk, tsk, Xuanyuan Long, your temper is really the same as before, but this time, you fought well."

The soul of a handsome gentleman exclaimed.

Below, a large group of figures loomed over them. They fell to the ground in excitement and worshiped loudly. These were the ancestors, the ancestors, the heroes who fought bloody battles in ancient times.

Ning Tao looked sad and said aggrievedly: "Senior, you said you wanted to bleed, but you didn't say you wanted to bleed so much. Boy, I almost bled all my blood."

"Ha ha……!"

Huangfu Taiyi and others laughed heartily and looked at Ning Tao with motherly care, as if they were looking at a son-in-law. They were satisfied no matter how they looked at it. In fact, they felt more guilty. They were the culprits in the world of spirits.

Luo Tian and the others were surprised and glanced at Ning Tao with strange expressions. This boy is really capable of causing trouble.

Even a lawless overlord like Mr. Xuanyuan Chun was beaten into a grandson because of him...

Duanmu Wuhua saw Ning Tao's pale face and smiled kindly: "It's not easy to replenish blood. Although these descendants are not up to par, they still have some good things in their hands."

"Did you hear that? Go back and prepare a lot of tonics to make the little guy fat and white."

Ximen Feng scolded with wide eyes.

When Ximen Clan Chief and others heard this, they immediately smiled and nodded like chickens pecking at rice. How could they dare not agree? Look at Xuanyuan Chun. Anyway, it’s just some tonics, a trivial matter.

Ning Tao was overjoyed that there was such a good thing.

But this is not over yet. Duanmu Wuhua touched his chin and said leisurely: "Well, we old guys don't have anything to give you now, so our descendants will each prepare an apology gift."

"Did you hear that? Eight gifts, if each of them dares to be less than 10 billion top-quality spiritual stones, treasures, and fairy weapons, I will skin you alive."

Xuanyuan Long roared majestically.

"What!"

The clan leaders' eyes widened, and they wanted to prepare a meeting gift for him. It was the lowest level of a treasure. Why? Such good things were in short supply in their clan.

Just when he was angry, Duanmu Wuhua slowly pointed a finger towards Team Leader Duanmu, and a ray of spiritual power merged into his mind. The latter trembled, and a burst of ecstasy gradually emerged.

"Yes...it is inheritance. The complete inheritance of my Duanmu family, but the incomplete mental method is also there. Haha, thank you ancestors, thank you ancestors. I will definitely prepare a big gift and come to apologize."

Chief Duanmu patted his chest and promised excitedly.

When Xuanyuan Chun and others saw this, their eyes suddenly shone, and they compared it with the inheritance. The treasure was nothing. If they just perfunctory it, the ancestors would no longer be able to take care of it.

"If you want to pass it on, you can. Let Palace Master Luo help Ning Tao choose these eight gifts. Whatever he wants, he must give it out. Can he do it?"

The weak Duanmu Wuhua smiled slyly.

"Well……"

Several people were dumbfounded, but Luo Tian smiled jokingly and expressed that he was honored. Ning Tao was so excited that he couldn't speak. They had said they would give the treasure before, but they didn't expect it to come true.

"Haha, it happened, it happened..."

The clan leaders gritted their teeth and swore to agree as required. After receiving the inheritance, they were all overjoyed, but Luo Tian smiled evilly and planned to slaughter the fat sheep.

"Boom!"

Dense shadows of souls returned to the hall at the same time, including the eight clan leaders. Because of their sacrifices and beliefs, they could wake up once every ten years, while the others were sleeping.

In other words, they are more like one of Asgard's trump cards.

Ran Tianming suddenly appeared and kept saying nice things, but everyone ignored him. Captain Mu was demoted on the spot, and Captain Russell, who was directly under him, took over the power.

The chiefs of the clan left in a hurry, and Xuanyuan Chun also left with a grunt, first to inherit the brand, but to prepare for Luo Tian, ​​a guy with a big mouth.

As for killing Ning Tao, let’s talk about it later.
Chapter completed!