Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"Since this is an era where geniuses emerge in large numbers, then why don't our three sects kill all the saint children and emperors in the world?"

The half-emperor ancestor of the Fiery Sword Sect showed a ruthless look in his eyes.

"Beheading the world's elites... I'm afraid it's too difficult! And this move may hurt the mainland's luck."

The beautiful woman frowned and said, but the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect's eyes lit up.

"This may not be a solution! As for mainland luck, those emperors Saint Child who killed all the emperors in the world, luck will naturally belong to my three sects!"

"Then how can we kill all the Saint Child emperors in the world?"

The beautiful woman said in confusion. The ancestor of the Fiery Knife Sect showed a faint smile and slowly said,

"This is easy. The great age has just begun, and the world's elites are eager to become famous. Then my three sects will give them a chance to become famous! Re-Opening Heaven Monument, record all the top 100 young warriors in the mainland! Defeat or kill them The strong one on the list can take his place!

After a hundred years, the ranking is almost certain. When the time comes, our three sects will send their emperors to kill all the talented people on the list. Jie Jie Jie! ! "

"Is this possible?"

The beautiful woman said with doubtful eyes, would those geniuses really care so much about a mere false name?

"It's feasible! The young prodigies are full of blood, especially those from the Saint Child sect. They are born to be inferior to one person in the sect and above ten thousand people. They are all arrogant and will not obey anyone!"

The ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect slowly spoke.

"Okay... let's do it."

The beautiful woman sighed, even if this method does not work, it must be implemented. The three major sects have dominated the mainland for millions of years and will never allow any force to challenge their status.

"By the way, how should we deal with Ancestor Zixu? His existence is probably a huge threat to our three sects!"

When the beautiful woman mentioned Lin Feng, her expression suddenly became extremely gloomy. A hundred years ago, the three of them fought with Lin Feng and escaped in embarrassment. The prestige of the three major sects also completely plummeted that time.

"This man is bound to die! However, the three of us can't do anything to him, but our three sects have the Protector of the Great Emperor killing formation! If all three formations come together, plus the three of me! Under the Great Emperor, he will die!"

The half-emperor ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect said slowly.

"The Sect Protecting Formation is used to suppress Zixu Ancestor. This is unavoidable..." The beautiful woman frowned. The Great Emperor Killing Formation is the sect's strongest foundation. Any mistakes will have consequences worse than losing the Half-Emperor Ancestor. Be serious!

"In the great world, don't be limited to what you see right now. What about the Great Emperor's killing array? As long as it can protect the fate and status of my three sects, everything is worth it! I think this proposal is successful!"

The ancestor of the Fiery Sword Sect said loudly.

"Okay! Then I'll take a gamble with the two Fellow Daoists!"

The beautiful woman gritted her teeth and agreed to the proposal of the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, but she also raised the questions in her heart.

"But how to lure out Lin Feng? You can't kill the Zixu Sect directly, right?"

"Of course we can't kill the Zixu Sect directly. The last time the ancestor of Zixu got the chance to get the Emperor's Tomb, he led out a Great Emperor killing array. Maybe now the Zixu Sect is protected by the Emperor's array. Killing anyone in a short time can't be done rashly. Breaking the formation alerted the ancestor Zixu, and it would be difficult to attack him after he escaped."

The ancestor of the Fiery Sword Sect spoke in a hoarse voice, and the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect also nodded,

"Yes, since you want to take action, you must kill it with one strike! Otherwise, it will leave endless troubles!"

A hundred years later, the ranking of Saint Child on the Heavenly Monument has almost been determined. Our three sects invite all the Saint Level and Quasi-Emperor forces in the mainland to gather in Saint Yuan City!

Establishing a grand competition among the Ten Thousand Sects' Prodigies will not only take the opportunity to suppress the world's elites, but also take the opportunity to kill Zixu Patriarch! "

"But will the ancestor Zixu really come?"

The beautiful woman was still full of doubts. These plans were too far-fetched and she might not even be interested.

"will come!"

The ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect slowly spoke, with incomparable confidence in his eyes.

"Why?"

The beautiful woman stared at the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect.

"The beginning of the great age is a matter of competition! Millions of years ago, it was just like today! Not only the ancestor Zixu will come, but also powerful men from countless forces will come. Without this great competition among the ten thousand sects... There will eventually be a war!

In this conference, all kinds of people will send their best forces to come. This is a golden age, but it is also a world of great competition. The genius can only reach the top by overpowering the heroes!

Only by suppressing countless opponents can Wan Zong be able to stand proudly forever! The same is true for my three sects. "

The half-emperor ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect showed a hint of domineering in his eyes.

"This world is like chaos in ancient times, and only a fight can last forever! What our three sects have laid out is not a game, but an opening of the days in advance. This is the general trend! I will go back to prepare first... The competition between Tianbei and Ten Thousand Sects will be decided by Tian Let the Sword Saint Sect tell the mainland!"

The ancestor of the Fiery Knife Sect laughed, tore the void apart, and his figure completely disappeared without a trace.

…

As the edicts of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect fell one after another, the East Ji Continent was completely boiling!

"Heavenly Monument Order? The three sects may not have good intentions!"

"The Ten Thousand Sects Conference? I'm afraid it will be a bloody storm if we go, but if we don't go, how will countless sects view our sect?"

"Hmph! I would like to see what tricks the three major sects are playing!"

…

Yunlan Prefecture is a small state with a radius of only tens of millions of miles.

The fifth family is the sole overlord of this land.

Wind and Rain City, the city is full of wind and rain falling at the end of the month, and the whole city reveals a touch of sadness and mystery.

The mansion of the fifth aristocratic family is in this city. This is an extremely low-key family, but no force on the mainland dares to provoke this aristocratic family.

The fifth family suddenly appeared on the East Pole Continent 10,000 years ago. No one knows where this family came from. They only know that it is mysterious and powerful! Generally, the Quasi-Emperor orthodoxy is not willing to provoke this family.

"Sir, the East Pole Continent has entered an era of rising luck. I'm afraid hundreds of emperors will appear soon!"

In Fengyu City, on Yanyuntai, an old man spoke respectfully to a young man in white.

"Are all the emperors here? We have wandered hundreds of millions of miles to this barbaric continent. We were planning to return to our master's home, but we didn't expect that this continent would be so prosperous. If we kill all the natives on this continent, we will seize this land. Fang Zaihua, maybe I can step into Supreme in one fell swoop!

When the time comes to return to the family, even the eldest brother will no longer be able to compete with me for the position of patriarch! "

There was a hint of ferocity in the eyes of the young man in white, and the old man knelt down respectfully to the young man.

"I will definitely help you!"

"Okay, Mr. Li, get up. The time is not yet ripe. I have already laid out chess pieces on the continent. I only need to build a few more so-called imperial tombs, and those so-called genius natives will emerge. A hundred years later, It’s a time of great luck.”

The boy in white looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with incomparable depth, like a well with no bottom.

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