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Chapter 879 My Old Father

Although Qianyuan Sword Saint and Shenglong Taoist are not afraid of the monsters in Qiandao Lake, the Kunlun Sect still has tens of millions of elite monks, and they are afraid of these monsters.

While focusing on protecting the monks in the sect, they were eroded by Zhu Wuyang's mixed poisons. They could not hide in the magic weapon to remove the poison. They were also a little uncomfortable at this moment because they were unable to hide in the magic weapon.

Qiandao Lake is vast and boundless. It will take at least ten days to travel through here to reach the Eastern Islands. Qianyuan Sword Saint and Shenglong Taoist also felt frustrated.

But there is no way to get angry anymore. How could the tens of millions of elite Kunlun Sect monks give up?

The two mid-stage immortals of the tribulation had to force themselves to protect the army, but what made them helpless was that during this period, monsters continued to attack the Kunlun Sect's army. Obviously, these monsters also received news that the Kunlun Sect had suffered a defeat and their overall strength was much weakened.

This was obviously the work of the Holy Poison Sect, and informed the monsters of Qiandao Lake about this matter, so these monsters wanted to take this opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to get some of the monks of the Kunlun Sect to try it.

The most important thing is the various magical medicines, treasures of heaven and earth and magic weapons on the monks of Kunlun Sect. The monsters in Qiandao Lake are salivating.

Compared to when attacking the Holy Poison Sect, the attacks and attacks they were received when they returned were more than ten times more than a hundred times, which made Qianyuan Sword Saint and Shenglong Taoist miserable.

Especially in the last few days, the monsters in Qiandao Lake may have realized that the opportunity was about to disappear, so they united to launch a crazy offensive.

Although they were eventually defeated by Qianyuan Sword Saint and Shenglong Taoist, their injuries became even worse. Fortunately, after this fierce battle, they became much safer. They soon passed through Qiandao Lake and arrived at the territory of the Eastern Islands.

After embarking on the familiar land, tens of millions of monks from the Kunlun Sect cried with joy. This time the expedition was really unsuccessful. When he came back, he was extremely dangerous and almost buried in Qiandao Lake.

"Resting on the spot, raising your energy, and then set off."

Under the order of Qianyuan Sword Saint, the Kunlun Sect's army immediately set up camp, ready to have some rest, and then return to the headquarters.

Qianyuan Sword Saint and Shenglong Taoist both arranged a group of spiritual formations as soon as possible, hiding inside to suppress the restless Zhu Wuyang mixed with the severe poison, alleviating the pain and riots in his body.

However, what Qianyuan Sword Saint did not discover was that among the people who arranged the temporary spiritual array group for him, his great enemy Yuan Dou Ancestor. After the temporary spiritual array group was arranged, Zhu Wuyang disappeared without a trace with the help of the spiritual array group.

With the protection of several Mahayana quasi-immortals, Qianyuan Sword Saint had no idea that he had entered it without any awareness and began to suppress Zhu Wuyang, who was in his body, mixed with the poisonous poison. He was completely unaware that the spiritual formation group around him was cooperating with Zhu Wuyang, spreading the characteristics of the dream bubble to every corner of his body.

For safety reasons, Zhu Wuyang gritted his teeth and used all the remaining twenty points of the world to cover up the characteristics of the nerves and sanitation, and disintegrate the Qianyuan Sword Saint's resistance.

In this way, Qianyuan Sword Saint was unknowingly eroded by another nerve-wrenching mixed poison trait, and the characteristics of Dream Bubble reached the extreme. Qianyuan Sword Saint was now embarrassed by Zhu Wuyang's deathly traits mixed with the poison. It was the weakest time in ten thousand years, especially in the soul.

"burst……"

At this moment, Zhu Wuyang activated the characteristics of a dream bubble. Under the cover of the world's origins, he silently made Qianyuan Sword Saint fall into it without any sense of anything.

After working hard for so long, calculating for so long, and spending so much time and energy, even the last few dozen points of world origin was used. Zhu Wuyang finally waited for the moment of harvest.

Qianyuan Sword Saint was soon deeply trapped in it. Faced with Zhu Wuyang's layer by layer of weakening and various means, Qianyuan Sword Saint could not stand it even if he was a human immortal in the middle stage of the tribulation.

What's more, the soul of Qianyuan Sword Saint has obvious flaws, and Zhu Wuyang just can exert targeted influence through Dream Bubble.

In this way, Qianyuan Sword Saint fell into a dream and experienced thousands of reincarnations. His original memory had long been diluted, and instead he was the memory that Zhu Wuyang had infused him.

In the new memory, Qianyuan Sword Saint is no longer the first ancestor of Kunlun Sect, he is also Zhu Wuyang's son for many lifetimes.

Zhu Wuyang is his father!

In the dream, after thousands of moments, Qianyuan Sword Saint finally realized it.

When he opened his eyes and saw Zhu Wuyang who was looking at him kindly in front of him, Qianyuan Sword Saint cried, knelt down fiercely, and kowtowed to Zhu Wuyang with a "bang bang": "Father, the unfilial son has finally awakened his past memory. He will serve his father in the future and will not let his father suffer any harm."

"Good kid, get up, dad... no, dad doesn't blame you." Zhu Wuyang smiled kindly: "Father also noticed that you had a blood relationship with me in the previous fight, so he came to wake you up. Unexpectedly, it was really successful, and it awakened you many memories of life."

"In the future, we father and son will work together and will dominate the world sooner or later, become the strongest force in the Dongyuan Continent, and let the Dazhu Immortal Dynasty and Kunlun Sect unify the world."

"Yeah." Qianyuan Sword Saint emphasized: "I really didn't expect that my father would actually reach the Holy Poison Sect in this life and almost hurt his father. Fortunately, the auspicious person has his own heavenly appearance, otherwise I would have to die at this moment."

Zhu Wuyang quickly comforted him. For a moment, the two fathers were kind and filial, and they looked happy. It was a true expression of family affection, which made people so moved that they wiped their tears.

Before this, for safety reasons, Zhu Wuyang asked Qianyuan Sword Saint to issue a vow of heaven, hiding the soul-locking array deep in his soul, and integrating the qualities of chasing the soul into every corner of Qianyuan Sword Saint's soul, basically no possibility of elimination.

In addition, Zhu Wuyang also took away almost all the resources and treasures of Qianyuan Sword Saint, making him successfully turn into a pauper.

With multiple guarantees, Zhu Wuyang felt safe. From now on, Qianyuan Sword Saint was his son and was extremely filial to him. Zhu Wuyang told him to go east and he would not go west, and he would not go south.

This is also Zhu Wuyang's first son at the level of the Immortal level of the Tribulation, and he is also his strongest son. If Zhu Wuyang is not lucky in the future, he will be unable to break through the realm of the Immortal level of the Immortal, he will probably rely on him to support his old age and see him off.
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