Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The perspective shifts to the eighth floor of the Cliff Tower, and time goes back to when the Dao Gate disappears.

Four people, Patriarch Bodhi, Yang Jian, Master Wuchao, and Jiutian Xuannv, stepped into the Taoist door at the end one after another.

When the breath of the four people completely disappeared, the Taoist gate also closed.

At the entrance of the cliff tower, a colorful light suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, four phantoms descended and their shapes gradually became clearer.

"How did you get here?"

Master Wuchao grinned, his face full of confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Patriarch Bodhi roared next to him:

"Damn Zhu Houzhao! Another fucking trick on me!"

The colorful light dispersed, and the figures of the four people were finally revealed.

In the ancestral abyss, the smell of decay blew towards the face.

Jiutian Xuannv looked at Yang Jian with questioning eyes. The latter frowned and shook his head silently.

Master Wuchao released his spiritual consciousness, scanned the surrounding situation, and squeezed his hand.

After feeling that everything was real and not an illusion, he wailed:

"Ancestor! What's going on? Shouldn't we be teleported to the so-called sky realm?"

Patriarch Bodhi responded with a gloomy look, gritted his teeth and said:

“Isn’t it because of your master who kills a thousand swords?!

Before he left, he must have tampered with the Taoist gate, causing an error in the transmitted coordinates.

Damn it, it must be intentional, he wants to make us do hard work again! "

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the venue!

Everyone looked intently, only to see the cliff tower behind them that went straight into the sky. For some unknown reason, it suddenly collapsed!

Without saying a word, Yang Jian dragged Jiutian Xuannv forward and fled forward.

Master Wuchao reacted slower and set up a mana shield in front of him.

And what about Patriarch Bodhi?

He directly gave a heavy backhand punch, blasting all the boulders and rubble covering his head into pieces!

The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and Master Wuchao walked out of the ruins with a disheveled look on his face, looking quite helpless.

The man behind him destroyed the threat in the sky with an angry punch.

But the powerful aura that escaped at the same time also shattered his mana shield.

In the smoke-filled place, Patriarch Bodhi also slowly walked out.

Master Wuchao looked at the devastated ruins behind him and sighed:

"Okay, now I can't even think about going back."

The huge sound echoed in this space, and naturally, martyrs from other holy places heard the sound and came over.

The Shintoists were all killed before Patriarch Bodhi entered the pagoda.

The people who appear around everyone now are all demons and demons who have no territory.

Most of these guys have been deprived of consciousness by the way of heaven, and they can only act on instinct, and they don't know what fear is.

After seeing the outsiders, a passage echoed in their empty minds:

"Outsiders, kill without mercy!"

With a thought in his mind, hundreds of martyrs immediately rushed towards the crowd.

But when Master Wuchao saw this, he quickly moved to Yang Jian and Jiutian Xuannv.

While staying away from the battlefield, they also left Patriarch Bodhi behind, leaving him surrounded alone.

Master Wuchao looked gloating:

"Hey, these ignorant beasts don't know that old guy Bodhi is very angry, so they still have to provoke..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of three-color spiritual light erupted from Patriarch Bodhi.

These martyrs who came to kill were only at the peak of Daluo Jinxian. How could they withstand the full blow of the powerful semi-saint?

Wherever the spiritual light shines, hundreds of martyrs cannot even scream, but are melted into nothingness.

After solving this little trouble, the four of them reunited and discussed what to do next.

Ancestor Bodhi's chest felt tight with anger, so he naturally kept silent.

Master Wuchao had made some speculation before and suggested that everyone should split up and explore the three holy places of Zuyuan.

While searching for the treasure left behind by the previous generation, you must also annihilate all the martyrs you see!

Yang Jian was puzzled, but Master Wuchao used Zhu Houzhao's name and said bluntly: This is your Lord's order!

Patriarch Bodhi sneered and said the following sentence without expressing an opinion:

"I will go to the Nine Palaces Desert in the west and finish in the central round."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a rainbow light and flew away towards the west.

"She is not yet able to master the power of the Daluo Golden Immortal."

Yang Jian pointed to Jiutian Xuannv and said:

"I will work with her to deal with the martyrs in the east and north."

Master Wuchao chuckled:

"I understand, I still don't understand your thoughts?"

As he said this, he glanced at Jiutian Xuannv with some deep meaning, causing the latter to turn red and spit out hatefully.

"In this case, let's start to act."

Yang Jian stood up, hugged Jiutian Xuannv with a blushing face, flew up, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

With the rapid advancement of everyone's strength, the restrictions placed on them by the rules of heaven within the ancestral abyss are now minimal.

Master Wuchao stayed where he was, holding on to the power of heaven that spread across heaven and earth, spreading his spiritual consciousness outwards.

The area where the Cliff Tower is located is in the western part of the Ancestral Abyss. All the Shintoists here were killed by Patriarch Bodhi.

Then the hundreds of martyrs who came after hearing the news of the collapse of the cliff tower were also scattered weaklings around.

It can be said that the area that Master Wuchao is responsible for is the easiest.

The reason why he suggested that everyone should split up to explore the ancestral abyss and annihilate the martyrs.

On the one hand, it is indeed because of Zhu Houzhao's previous hint, and on the other hand, it is because he wants to find the existence of Zhu Houzhao's true body here.

The conversation he recalled before was to kill all the martyrs, and the completion was to destroy the ancestral depths and open the true entrance to the ultimate place of origin.

Patriarch Bodhi obviously knew this, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense and went directly to find the martyr to vent his anger.

Even though he was extremely dissatisfied with the Dao Realm clone or Zhu Houzhao's arrangements, he had no reason to do something that would undermine the team.

After all, Zhu Houzhao promised to give him the reward after the completion, but he hasn't given it yet!

Master Wu Chao is a smart man. He is very concerned about these things that Yang Jian and Jiutian Xuannv don't care about.

Among this team, he was the most loyal to Zhu Houzhao.

He is not in a hurry to slaughter the martyrs now. The most important thing at the moment is to establish contact with Zhu Houzhao.

Time passed bit by bit, but Master Wuchao still searched to no avail.

But during this period, Zu Yuan experienced tremendous changes.

The vast sky was suddenly replaced by an eye!

That was exactly what the little Martial God and his Dao Realm clones had faced in the Sky Realm, the concrete form of the power of Heaven and the will of Heaven!

Time flies.

Ancestor Bodhi ended all the martyrs in the west early, and also helped Yang Jian and Jiutian Xuannv to clean up the eastern and northern areas.

At this point, all the martyrs in the Ancestral Yuan have died.

And due to the destruction of the Cliff Tower, the power of heaven was weakened to the bottom, and the martyrs basically had no hope of resurrection.

The four people gathered together again in the middle, looking up at the changing sky with different expressions.

Yang Jian and Jiutian Xuan Goddess had an indifferent expression, and they didn't seem to care that much.

Master Wuchao's eyes flickered, and he was still muttering something like a prayer in a low voice.

Patriarch Bodhi looked a little scary.

He stared intently at the center of the sky, the invisible, empty pupils, and his face gradually became distorted...