Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Within Zixu Sect.

The huge warship is suspended in the sky! Six Saint Realm elders respectfully waited for Lin Feng to arrive on the square.

Tens of thousands of disciples knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with fanaticism!

Lin Feng killed the ancestors of hundreds of sects, suppressed hundreds of sects, unified the nine states, and made hundreds of millions of monks worship Zixu Sect. His prestige has reached its peak!

The Hundred Sects Conference will begin, and because of Lin Feng's power, Zixu Sect will go as the overlord of the continent!

In the past two hundred years of Zixu Sect, first Lin Feng swept across all directions, and then six elders entered the Saint Realm! The younger generation Ye Chen and Dong Wuqi even killed three thousand geniuses!

Whether it is the older generation or the younger generation, Zixu Sect has suppressed the entire era! Even if the era of hundreds of emperors competing for power comes...Zixu Sect will definitely be one of the strongest Great Traditions!

"Hundred sects conference, the world competes for luck! The six Saint Realm elders and the core disciples above the mortal realm will follow me to Saint Yuan City! Win the top of the world!"

"Let's go! Maybe there will be a bloody storm!"

"If you go here, you may return home wrapped in a corpse!"

"However... we monks will fight against the same sky! Fight against the same earth! The vicissitudes of time will be eradicated by eternity! The only Taoist heart is immortal!"

Lin Feng's voice echoed between heaven and earth. He slowly fell from the dome, majesty reflected in his eyes! The sword energy is like a tide, echoing around the world!

"The power of our ancestors! Suppress the whole world!"

"Zixu is immortal and the glory is eternal!"

"We are willing to follow our ancestors and march on the Great Dao to sing long songs! Suppress all directions! Create the supreme orthodoxy!"

The sound waves rolled up and filled the sky with clouds and seas, shaking the mountains and rivers!

"Get up! Let's go!"

Lin Feng's voice fell, and countless disciples bowed again.

"Farewell to the ancestors! Farewell to the elders! Farewell to Saint Child and all the senior brothers!"

Woohoo...

The huge warship made a huge roar, and then slowly began to move, faster and faster... until it rushed into the sky and turned into a meteor.

"This is the end of the bloody storm! The road is long... I hope that when our ancestor returns, our sect will be more prosperous!"

Master Zixu looked at the distant warship and murmured to himself.

…

In the Zhou family, a skeleton-like old man was sitting in a coffin, and outside the coffin were kneeling several powerful Divine Ability Realm warriors.

"Blood is falling in all directions, heaven and earth are changing, and there is disaster in the East. The source is actually Shengyuan City?"

The skeleton-like old man spoke in a weak voice. Several powerful men from the Divine Ability Realm changed their expressions upon hearing this and quickly said,

"There is trouble in the east pole? Ancestor, what have you deduced? Isn't Shengyuan City the place where the Hundred Sects Conference started?"

"The catastrophe has descended on the entire continent, and tens of billions of creatures... are everywhere with corpses! But the source of the solution to the catastrophe is also in Saint Yuan City. Many old men can't deduce it... ahem! But even so, the tribesmen are warned not to go to Saint Yuan City! "

The old man's voice became weaker and weaker, and the expressions of several powerful people in the Divine Ability Realm changed drastically. They quickly approached the old man, only to see that the old man's aura had begun to dissipate, and the death energy began to surround his body.

"Ten thousand years... time flies so fast, cough cough... Old friends, I'm here. I have been alone for so many years. I have done my best for the Zhou family, and I have nothing to do with the affairs of my descendants."

The old man's eyes were extremely calm. Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and his whole body seemed to have returned to its peak!

But soon, this breath quickly withered, boom! !

"After I passed away, this coffin was buried in Nanshan. Where is there a person who has been with me for many years when I was young."

The old man's voice fell, and his eyes showed nostalgia. His skeleton-like body fell heavily, and the holy light collapsed, completely losing all life.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor!"

Several Divine Ability Realm monks knelt on the ground and burst into tears. This ancestor of the Zhou family had protected the entire family for nearly ten thousand years. Now he passed away, and the Zhou family has since lost this ancient blessing.

North of the Zhou family, on the Nanshan Mountain, with light snow falling, a Saint ancestor is buried.

…

The middle-aged Daoist of the Big Dipper Sect holds a long sword, and the star diagram rotates slowly.

A mysterious aura floated, and there was a hint of ugliness in his eyes.

"Misfortune comes from the sky, and the fourteen states are covered in blood! Something big is happening in the East Pole Continent..."

"Senior Brother, please stop nagging all day long. Didn't you say before that our East Pole Continent's luck is rolling and that hundreds of emperors will appear? Why is there another bloody disaster?"

A beautiful girl stared at the middle-aged Daoist speechlessly.

"Girl, Qianji's calculation is good. There is indeed a catastrophe in our East Pole Continent."

A long voice sounded, and the void twisted. An old man covered in rags and carrying a wine gourd slowly appeared in the hall.

"Master!"

"Meet the Master!"

The middle-aged Daoist and the beautiful girl bowed respectfully to the old man at the same time.

"Okay, old man, I don't like these complicated etiquette."

The old man spoke with laziness in his eyes, sat down on the steps, and slumped on the ground without any image, sipping the wine from the pot.

"Master just said that our East Pole Continent is going to be in disaster."

The beautiful girl nervously spoke to the old man. After drinking enough wine, the old man took out a chicken leg from somewhere and said slowly,

"Hehe... Not only is a catastrophe imminent, but when the time comes, the whole world will be in catastrophe, and you and I will both die to the point of death..."

"What? Master, you...don't scare me, I'm a coward."

The beautiful girl's face was pale. This old man was the oldest member of the Beidou Star Sect and had lived for eight thousand years! He has already half-footed his way into Quasi-Emperor, and he has a profound knowledge of deduction.

"Master, please don't scare junior sister. I'm not good at deduction and there are still some things I haven't seen. May I ask, Master, if you are alive?"

The middle-aged Daoist looked at the old man lying on the ground drinking heavily with a headache, with a look of helplessness on his face. Since this old guy was drinking heavily with such ease, the East Pole Continent would inevitably be saved from danger in the end.

"Okay, okay, the old man won't scare you anymore. The catastrophe started in Shengyuan City and ended in Shengyuan City. I, the Beidou Star Sect, sealed the mountain and did not care about the world, so naturally we are safe and sound. Hiccup..."

The old man wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth, burped, and spoke lazily.

"..."

The middle-aged Daoist and the beautiful girl were speechless at the same time.

…

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Saint Yuan City is extremely lively!

Auctions, gambling arenas, restaurants...everything is available in the huge city.

This ancient city has a longer history than the three sects. According to legend, it was founded by the Great Emperor of Shengyuan tens of millions of years ago!

That Great Emperor was the first Transcendent Level Great Emperor in the East Pole Continent since ancient times. That Great Emperor was different from other Great Emperors in the past. He was the first to go outside the East Pole Continent in order to pursue realms other than the Great Emperor. exist!