Chapter 1787: The Prophet Behind the Bead Curtain

The Innate Wujin Shengyuan Pagoda is an innate spiritual treasure, comparable to the supreme weapon of the time class, and its value is not calculated.

Since the Qingtian Supreme brought it back, it was handed over to Cao Weiran, the head of the sect, and the Qingxia Supremes jointly practiced it, so that it was connected to the foundation of the sect and became one of the spiritual treasures of luck.

If this innate spirit treasure is fully opened, the spirit stones consumed are very terrifying, and even the Qingxia Ancient Sect is quite difficult.

After the matter of the Five Supremes besieging Qingxia Taishang, Wu Xian felt the urgency and prepared to open Qingxia's many treasure houses and began to frantically improve the strength of the sect's elites.

Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation are just to bring Qingxia to the next level in the apocalyptic catastrophe.

"Okay, old man, the Divine Dynasty is on your side, I will leave a batch of pills to improve the strength of the loyal generals, if you encounter an invincible strong person, immediately transfer to the small world of Queyang through the teleportation array. ”

Emperor Yunxiao had already prepared, the Huangfu Martial King was very strong, almost equivalent to the combat power of the Celestial Venerable King who was ranked in the middle of the Holy Court, but he alone might not be able to cover everything and protect the entire Divine Dynasty.

If there is a peerless enemy of alien races or the Seven Deadly Sins coming, it is still necessary to preserve the core combat power of the Divine Dynasty.

After this battle, Di Yunxiao has roughly figured out the limit of his combat power.

With the help of the Zhuxian Sword Array and the Demon God Bloodline, he can compete head-on with the Four Tribulations Peak Shengang Supreme, and he can also protect himself in front of the Five Tribulations Shengang Supreme.

But once you encounter the Six Tribulations or even a higher-level Eternal Supreme, it will be a little stretched.

He may not be able to go to the next level in a few years, so he simply returns to the sect and escapes into the Innate Wujin Shengyuan Pagoda, and hundreds of years should be enough for him to become enlightened.

Silently grabbing the Supreme Essence Blood that filled the air, Emperor Yunxiao and the Supreme Beings returned to the True Martial Realm.

As for the creatures of the twelve clans lurking in the surrounding worlds such as the Earth Star Realm and the King Hunting Realm, they had nothing to hide under the supreme's huge divine thoughts, and most of them were pulled out and killed.

The next day, in the distant Chaos Star Field, a deafening roar resounded through the meteorite belt.

"How is it possible! Pang Mane and Pang Huan's everlasting lamp was actually extinguished and died?"

In the center of the meteorite belt, in an ancient palace that had collapsed most of it, the four-armed demon body of the Soul Eater clan clan leader roared wantonly, staring at the everlasting lamp in front of him in disbelief.

In the ruined hall, there were four Eternal Supremes of the Soul Eater Clan who looked at each other, and they were also shocked and speechless.

After allowing the clan master to vent for most of the hour, a Soul Eater Supreme spoke:

"Although the cultivation of the Pang brothers is not as good as that of the old man and the others, but under the joint action, they can fight with the Four Tribulation Divine Gang Supreme without falling behind, who can kill them in this Northern Star Domain?"

"Chaos Holy Land?"

The other Supreme Supreme with black lines on his face asked rhetorically, and then shook his head.

"No, it shouldn't be the Holy Land of Chaotian, those old antiques in the Holy Land of Chaotian are all stared at, once you leave the Holy Land, you will definitely not be able to escape the eyes of our clan. ”

"Check! Who have the two Pang brothers come into contact with during this time, it is impossible for the two Ancient Supremes to die for no reason, and there are only a few big forces that have the ability to kill them.

Hmm, isn't it the Mixed Heaven Holy Land, but what about the Qingxia Ancient Sect? The first sect under the Holy Land, isn't there a strong man known as the Little Martial Immortal hidden, could it be that he made a move?"

The patriarch of the Soul Eater Clan had a gloomy face, eager to eat the flesh and blood of the murderer.

"Patriarch, we seem to have missed it, could it be that the Night Spirit Clan and the Mao Wen Clan calculated the two fools of the Pang Brothers? I heard that they often go to the occupied areas of the Night Spirit Clan and the Mao Wen Clan. ”

Another supreme divine thought sounded, instantly causing the other supreme beings of the Soul Eater Clan to become nervous.

Although the Twelve Exiles are all classified as aliens, they are also full of contradictions with each other.

In the eyes of the Soul Eaters, the Night Spirits are all sinister and vicious villains, while the Mao Wen are a bunch of muscular and simple-minded fools.

In order to divide up the several star fields occupied, friction has arisen between the three clans more than once.

"Elder Pang Gu is right, those ladies of the Night Spirit Clan are all with bad stomachs, and they are the ones who designed Pang Mane and the two of them.

Go and check if there have been any changes in the top echelons of the Spirit Clan these days and nights, especially Su Tianxiang, that woman is extremely good at conspiracy. ”

Several Supreme Soul Eaters of the Soul Eater Clan retreated, leaving only the clan leader standing in the ancestral temple in a rage.

"Damn fool! Killing at this juncture almost ruined the plan of the lord of my clan! No, I have to go and meet the man, and I can't sit still. ”

Vigilantly opened the ancient cave in the depths of the ancestral temple, and the Soul Eater clan leader went deep into it, and he didn't know how long he swam, and finally stopped in a bright place in the depths of the cave.

"The current patriarch of the Soul Eater Clan, Pang Huo, asks to see the Prophet. ”

Behind the white bead curtain, a divine thought poked out, and after scanning it in all directions, a voice came out.

"What?"

An indifferent voice came from the depths of the cave, slightly like a dying old man, but listening to Pang Huo's ears, it shocked his spirit, and he hurriedly bowed slightly.

"Great Prophet, my Soul Eater Clan is in a lot of trouble today, can you ask the Prophet to deduce the identity of the enemy in the darkness, so that our Clan can prepare early?"

If those Supreme Masters of the Soul Eater Clan saw the patriarch's appearance, they would definitely be surprised.

As the patriarch of the Soul Devouring Clan, Pang Huo's cultivation is extremely strong, and he was already the peak of the Seven Tribulations Shengang Supreme as early as a thousand years ago, and he can be regarded as a powerful person in the clan.

On weekdays, Pang Camel is unruly and stubborn, and it is almost impossible to be so respectful and humble to anyone.

There was a crisp sound of bells at the other end of the beaded curtain, and the prophet seemed to cough violently before he spoke slowly.

"The emperor star is shining, the true martial arts are alive, the sun rises and the sun is green, and the North Pole does not fall! The omen of great evil, there are even creatures born at the end of the Middle Ages, the Heaven Interception Sect...

Whew, ahem, ahem!

Pang Huo, go back and prepare, and capture the Qingxia Ancient Sect as soon as possible, otherwise someone in this sect will definitely bring great disaster to the Soul Eater Clan! Go down, this prophet is tired..."

The voice behind the bead curtain soon faded away.

Pang Huo, the patriarch of the Soul Eater Clan, was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly asked:

"Prophet, that... What about that matter? My Soul Devourer Clan has already prepared a sacrifice for you, and most of the three thousand Xuanyang Boys have been collected, and it will take two or three years at most to complete the preparations..."

"Ben Prophet has spoken!"

The voice behind the bead curtain suddenly became sharp, but it soon weakened, and the sound of blood dripping seemed to be mixed in with the continuous coughing sound.

Pang Huo's eyes were cold, he held back his anger and did not attack, stared at the hazy figure behind the beaded curtain, bowed slightly and turned away.

"Damn old thing! One day, when the patriarch steps into the Nine Tribulations Divine Gang Supreme, he will trample you under your feet. ”