Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

After listening to Ling Xiao's words, Leng Yanran said calmly: "If this is the case, I can absolve you of the crime of trying to challenge the Immortal Palace."

"But...if the Spirit Clan doesn't give a suitable result, it still cannot be justified."

At this time, every move in the Tiandao Immortal Palace was watched by all the divine realms in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Especially regarding the Spiritual Clan, many gods want to see the attitude of the Tiandao Immortal Palace.

Look at their methods and habits of doing things.

If the Spiritual Clan is directly let go, many divine realms will inevitably feel that although the Tiandao Immortal Palace is powerful, it is very easy to fool, and may do some troublesome things in the future.

"My spirit race can pay..."

Lingxiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and immediately showed great sincerity.

However, the ancestor directly raised his hand and interrupted: "The spirit tribe is willing to use me, the nine-wheeled chaos realm god, to resist."

Hearing this, Lingxiao was speechless, and silently stepped back, not interrupting again.

Since the ancestor has already decided, she cannot change it.

However, without the ancestor of the Chaos Realm, the situation of the Spiritual Tribe will probably not be much better in the future.

"Become a slave of my Heavenly Palace?"

"You're not asking for punishment, you're asking for a reward."

Leng Yanran frowned slightly when she heard this and raised her hand to refuse.

A nine-wheeled chaos realm god is indeed the top power in this sea of ​​chaos.

But in Master's Heavenly Palace, there is no need for him at all.

Now in the entire Chaos Sea, which Chaos God dares to disobey?

Who dares not to listen to the instructions of the Immortal Palace?

Who dares to disobey Master's oral instructions?

This sea of ​​chaos is already under the control of the forces under Immortal Palace!

"Your distinguished guest has misunderstood."

"I use this body to transform into Tao, and I can help several distinguished guests to further their strength."

"But I hope my moral integrity can remain in the Spiritual Clan."

"The previous grievances between the Spirit Clan and the Immortal Palace have been wiped out."

"In addition, if possible, I hope that the Immortal Palace can protect the Spirit Clan for a thousand years and recuperate to prevent the Spirit Clan from being targeted by other divine realms without me."

"What do you think of this result?"

The ancestor of the Spirit Race shook his head slightly and said in a very calm voice.

It was obviously a matter of life and death, but he didn't seem to care at all, as if he wasn't talking about himself.

"Ancestor..."

The eyes of Ling Xiao and the gods of the Spirit Race were a little complicated.

But no one spoke to exhort him again.

When Leng Yanran and others heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Unexpectedly, this Nine-wheeled Chaos Realm deity from the Spirit Tribe would make such a choice.

Looking at the expression of the ancestor of the Spirit Tribe, Leng Yanran found that his eyes had lost all luster. He was begging for death and did not want to live...

Although I don't know why the other party is like this.

But in this way, it is indeed a solution.

The Eldar paid a price for a nine-wheeled Chaos God, which was enough to frighten all the divine realms.

"Can."

"As the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Palace, I will inform the Sea of ​​Chaos and protect the Spiritual Race for thousands of years."

After seeing the other party's intention, Leng Yanran nodded directly in agreement.

"In that case, thank you."

"But I have one last request."

"I think this distinguished guest is a sword cultivator. Can I die by the distinguished guest's sword?"

"As a swordsman, it would be ridiculous if I committed suicide and died."

The ancestor of the Spirit Race smiled for no reason, as if he was about to be freed.

In his eyes at this time, this sea of ​​chaos is simply a cage, a cage built by the chaos clan.

Nowadays, although the Chaos Clan no longer exists, there is still a new leader, the Tiandao Immortal Palace.

Even though the Tiandao Immortal Palace is not like the Chaos Clan before, it will sacrifice all living beings to improve their strength, but...

What's the point of him continuing to live?

There is no way to go any further, no way to escape from this prison.

Rather than being relieved, this is the last choice for a top sword cultivator.

"The third direct descendant of Tiandao Immortal Palace, Dongfang Han."

After hearing what the other party said, Dongfang Han showed respect on his face, jumped down from the palace, came to the opposite side of the ancestor of the Spirit Clan, and held his sword in his hand.

"The Eldar..."

"Probably...it's called agility."

The ancestor of the Spirit Tribe, with some thoughts in his eyes, said a name uncertainly.

It has been too long since he was defeated by the Chaos tribe in ancient times. He has never reported his name again, and no one has called his name again.

He did not hold a sword, but held it with both hands behind his back, and his white gown swayed gently in the wind.

Looking at Dongfang Han, he opened his mouth slightly and made no sound, but Dongfang Han saw that his mouth shape was saying: 'Do it. ’

"Senior, let's go."

Dongfang Han made a decisive move, and with lightning and flint, he directly passed through his heart with the Lingxiao Sword.

As a nimble god in the Nine Wheels of Chaos Realm, as long as there is a trace of resistance or even an instinctive desire to survive, this sword will not be able to cause any harm to him.

But this sword, without any hindrance, penetrated directly through his heart, turned into a stream of light and returned to Dongfang Han's hand.

Dongfang Han slightly bowed his hands in front of him, which was a tribute to the swordsman.

Whether it was Leng Yanran and others, or the many gods of the Spiritual Tribe, they all remained silent in the face of this scene.

The spirit that penetrated his heart made him laugh very easily.

The whole person began to turn into original power, gathering towards Leng Yanran and the others.

He raised his hand and pressed it against his Qi Sea, and a section of Dao Bone was taken out by him.

Step by step, he came to Lingxiao and slapped the bone directly towards Lingxiao's sea of ​​​​qi!

‘Buzz——’

When the Dao bones were fused with the spirit sky, the agile figure was completely shattered and disappeared between heaven and earth, turning into pure original power and rushing towards Leng Yanran and the others.

But some of them, along with his Taoist bones, were directly driven into the sea of ​​​​Qi of Lingxiao.

It can be regarded as his last effort to help the Eldar.

"Ancestor!"

Many gods of the Spirit Clan screamed in unison, but this was the ancestor's own decision, and they could only watch like this, kneeling and kowtowing towards the place where the ancestor disappeared.

After Lingxiao kowtowed, he fell into a state of cultivation, and his breath began to attack the gods of the chaos realm.

Leng Yanran and the others also directly crossed their legs and started running their exercises to absorb the original power.

The origin of a nine-wheeled chaos realm god is enough to improve their realm a lot!

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At the same time, in the Lingchi Palace of Tiandao Immortal Palace.

Pavilion Master Chen, who was busy looking around, suddenly heard a system prompt in his mind.

[Ding, the third disciple of the host, Dongfang Han, kills the god of chaos realm (nine rounds), reward: 90 billion Hongmeng points. 】

"?" A question mark slowly appeared on Pavilion Master Chen's head, and he couldn't help but move.

What the hell?

What realm does Yinger have? The realm of the Immortal Emperor. How can he not reach the realm of the Venerable and kill the gods of the Nine Chaos Realm?

I'm on drugs! ?

Thinking that the adults were tired, Bai Ling'er turned over and said, "The slave family is fully automatic..."