Chapter 566: Asking the Ancestor to Die (33)

"Even ants try to survive, but you are worse than ants."

With a sigh, the old ancestor who was immersed in the sea of ​​blood shook his head helplessly and stretched out a finger.

In an instant, the sea of ​​blood was turned upside down.

Endless corpses emerged, and the drowned corpses lurking under the sea of ​​blood were like boiling water and huge hailstones, jumping out of the sea of ​​blood one by one and rushing towards Liang Ye.

Covering the magic weapon, Liang Ye did not make a seal, and the invisible magic burst out directly, turning into a sharp blade to blow the drowned corpses into blood mist.

"You have some skills. Shangguan Yin, you go ahead."

"Obey the order of the ancestor."

Although he only had the Jindan cultivation, since it was the order of the ancestor, Shangguan Yin immediately accepted the order happily without any hesitation.

Turning into a red breeze, Shangguan Yin carried the demon seed in his body and floated towards Liang Ye. Not surprisingly, he was swept by the sound waves and died in the opponent's magic weapon.

But then, he was reborn in the sea of ​​blood, and his strength did not decrease, but improved.

Seeing this, Liang Ye also stopped attacking and looked at the huge old ancestor of the God of Transformation in front of him with caution.

Yuanying is the peak of cultivators.

Long ago, the cultivators of the Old Demon Sect discovered that if a person practiced alone, no matter how talented he was, he would only be in the late Yuanying stage in the end.

They could not even reach the realm of Yuanying perfection, let alone the illusory realm of the God of Transformation.

In the dark, this world is restricting the God of Transformation, making it impossible for cultivators to break through their own limits and seek immortality.

Therefore, some people began to steal the power of heaven and earth, transform into star kings, and then leave this world before the revenge of the Heavenly Dao.

And some people began to study other methods, and eventually a sect like Xuantian Sect was born.

Gather all the power of the sect, use various means to worship one person, and finally make him break through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and reach the realm of the God of Transformation.

It was not until he achieved the state of transformation that he realized the horror of this realm.

The small world is the most important magical power of the incarnation. The Yuanying condensed by the magic power collapses from the inside, and the water, fire, earth and wind are reorganized in the body, and finally evolve into another world.

In this small world, the incarnation cultivator is an omnipotent true god, who can transform things into things in a thought and create countless powers.

But if you want to turn the objects in it into reality, you need to use magic power to sacrifice and refine them, so as to give birth to your own magic tools or spells.

As the only remaining powerful incarnation in this world, although the ancestor of Xuantian Sect only has the Yuanshen, the small world is still there, and his own magical powers have not declined. He is still a powerful person that the Yuanying cannot compete with.

If the opponent's physical body is still there, then just a thought is enough to make Liang Ye return in defeat.

Quietly watching the battle between Liang Ye and Shangguan Yin, the ancestor of the transformation of the god did not pay too much attention to Liang Ye, but turned his eyes to the void above his head.

The two worlds have begun to overlap, and the heavenly ways of each other have merged.

Although Liang Ye has gained a lot of fame, she has already failed in the previous confrontation.

The music of the music has been completely structured, and the music created has been swallowed up by the game and become part of the game.

Bai Long even went a step further and used this music as a competition medium, which made many sect disciples hate it and further weakened the influence of the music.

However, this song has been defeated, but the music has not been defeated. Jiuzhou has begun to accept this thing, and it has also allowed many poor but improving musicians to grow up.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a large number of golden lines emerged, and countless causes and effects began to intertwine with each other, making the old ancestor of Huashen nod frequently.

"This white dragon is quite skilled. Liang Ye, you deserved to lose."

Hearing the comments of the God-Transforming Ancestor, Liang Ye took the time to beat Shangguan Yin in front of him into powder, and then sneered: "You really know what you are talking about."

"Then stop it. You can't do anything to me, and if I hadn't coveted the Heavenly Dao on your side, I wouldn't have kept you until now. Now that the Heavenly Dao is about to merge, you, the man of destiny, are just what my Xuantian Sect needs. Why don't you put down your weapons and cooperate with my Xuantian Sect? I just want to reshape my body, which does not conflict with your interests."

"Get lost!"

Being rejected by Liang Ye, the God-Transforming Ancestor was not angry, but continued: "If you want the soul of Qiu Shaoyuan, I can give it to you. Not only that, I also have a lot of good bodies here, and he can choose as much as he wants."

With a wave of his hand, a large number of handsome bodies emerged from the sea of ​​blood, each of which was as perfect as a banished immortal.

Liang Ye roared, crushed Shangguan Yin in front of him again, and said fiercely: "You are generous, but let me ask you, if you rule Jiuzhou, how will you treat others?"

"Shangguan Yin is my mouthpiece, I will do what he said before."

"Then don't talk nonsense! We are on different paths. The more you talk, the more angry you will be. Don't say those unpleasant things!"

Feeling Liang Ye's Taoism, the incarnation ancestor knew that there was nothing to say to each other.

Sighing, he said regretfully: "What a pity, what a pity. I thought Qiu Shaoyuan would be your weakness, but I never thought that he would become your totem. In this case, I have no choice. I wanted to solve it peacefully, but now I can only kill you, take away your Tao foundation, refine it thoroughly, and then deceive the heavenly way on your side."

After that, the incarnation ancestor in the sea of ​​blood slowly sat up.

Sitting cross-legged, with both hands receiving, the golden cause and effect turned into silk threads and came over, making Liang Ye feel a strong sense of danger.

Cause and effect is like a cage. If you are involved in it, even a Yuanying cultivator will not be spared. In the end, there is only one way, death.

Not only that, you will become a puppet of the other party, and everything will be taken away by the other party without knowing it, leaving nothing.

Knowing that this cause and effect cannot be contaminated, Liang Ye immediately turned around and rushed towards the behemoth in front of her.

In just a few breaths, she tore through the space hundreds of times, each time crossing thousands of miles.

But the more she crossed, the more she despaired that the distance between her and the ancestor of the God of Transformation did not change at all.

The existence of the God of Transformation itself is an incredible and beyond common sense thing. As long as the other party wants, the distance between her and the other party will not change.

Just based on this point, he is invincible. I really don’t know how the righteous people defeated this monster.

There is no way forward and no way back. Liang Ye was trapped in this weird space and could never escape again.

Seeing Liang Ye who was frantically trying to escape, the God-Transforming Ancestor smiled and said, "Since you are here, don't even think about leaving. Liang Ye, let me ask you again, are you willing to..."

"Become my sound engineer!"

The sudden greeting interrupted the God-Transforming Ancestor's greeting.

Turning his head, his pupils trembled, and he looked at the foundation-building cultivator who suddenly appeared here in confusion, feeling very incredible.

Staring at the other party, he asked in confusion: "Lin Yuan? How did you get here?"

"I walked here. Who are you?" Lin Yuan asked in confusion.

"...Unreasonable, Shangguan Yin."

The re-condensed Shangguan Yin laughed grimly and pounced on Lin Yuan, laughing sweetly and saying, "Lin Yuan, long time no see, you made me suffer before?"

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I'll let you... quack!"

With a crisp sound, Shangguan Yin in front of him was blown up by a punch, and the whole person turned into ashes.

Afterwards, Shangguan Yin's soul was dragged out of the sea of ​​blood by Lin Yuan, and then blown up by another punch.

After repeating this for hundreds of times, Lin Yuan threw the thing aside.

"I have figured it out. As long as you are here, this thing will not die. Anyone who can be related to Xuantian Sect is either the ancestor or the sect master. So, can you please die?"