Chapter 363 The Return of the Ancestor Cang Xuan
Cang Yuan looked at the Tianyuan Sword that was devouring the holy soul. When he gave it to Mu Chen, a single source pattern was not lit, and now two source patterns were still missing to be completely lit.
After the eighth pattern is lit, its power is basically even better than that of Tianyuan Pen.
Buzz.
The eighth source pattern lit up, and two ancient lotus marks appeared on the red sword, with boundless mystery and aura that made the saints of the heavens move.
At this time, the Tianyuan Sword had reached the level of the double lotus sacred object, second only to the Three Lotus sacred object. After the ninth source pattern is lit, I think I can reach the Three Lotus sacred object.
Above the three lotus holy objects, it belongs to God's realm, and only God can create the divine source weapon.
"Lost to Cang Xuan, and to you Mu Chen..."
"Hehe..."
Shengyuan smiled unwillingly at the end, and the immortal holy body turned into ashes and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
The Holy Clan’s plan was not implemented, and it was completely destroyed by Mu Chen.
Although he became sanctified, he did not become the God he was thinking about in the end.
The Tianyuan Sword flew back to Mu Chen's hand and swallowed the Holy Yuan's holy soul. The aura on it became even more fierce. Even if the Three Lotus Saint was cut, it would not be good.
Mu Chen looked up and seemed to be able to see the battlefield in chaos. Because of the operation of the Hunyuan Zhu Saint Formation, many saints of the Holy Clan began to retreat, and no one wanted to force the Hunyuan Zhu Saint Formation to break into Cang Xuantian. "You won this time. Next time, the Holy Spirit of our clan will wake up and cherish the last time."
The grand voices of the ancient saints of the holy clan sounded in the heavens, and the saints of the heavens all looked heavy. The deterrent power of the word "Sacred Spirit" was too terrifying, and their hope was only Yaoyao.
The ancient saint of the holy clan looked at Mu Chen in Cang Xuantian, full of endless coldness and murderous intent. This little beast is really hateful, a big deal for the holy clan.
They could not descend to Cang Xuantian, and Yaoyao, the third god, did not appear.
Mu Chen narrowed his eyes and directly raised his middle finger that mocked and sarcastically said, "The Ancient Saint of Sanlian, if I have the opportunity to meet, I can reach that level."
The ancient saints of the Holy Clan became angry. A mere saint of the lotus, I really think God is amazing. If you have the ability, you will always hide in the Cang Xuantian.
"It's over?"
The reinforcements of Zhou Yuan and others felt that they were a little unnecessary. Before they could do their best, the Holy Palace was solved, and it was Sheng Yuan who took action himself, and then Sheng Yuan was killed by Mu Chen. "It's over, please take it as a relaxation." Mu Chen said with a smile.
"Dongdongdongdong..."
A golden heart appeared in Muchen's hand, as if cast by gold. With every beating, the whole of Cang Xuantian could hear the surging heartbeat, and the source energy of heaven and earth began to fluctuate with the beating of the heart.
"This is... teacher's..."
The eyes of the head of Qingyang and the others turned red, and they recognized what this was. "I, Mu Chen, in the name of Cang Xuantian God, ordered Cang Xuantian's original energy to reshape Cang Xuan's holy body."
Mu Chen did not explain. Anyway, they all knew each other and took out Cang Xuan's holy seal to activate the authority of God.
Buzz.
The order of God, saying the Dharma follows, and the endless source energy of heaven and earth gathers here. This wave of source energy is filled with an extremely primitive force, gathered into the golden holy heart.
Dong, dong, dong!
The heartbeat is getting louder and louder, and all living beings in Cang Xuantian are extremely surprised, and even their hearts are being pulled, as if they are about to jump out of their chest cavity.
The disciples of the Cang Xuan Ancestor, such as the Qingyang Master, were all in tears. They guessed what Mu Chen was going to do. This was to use Cang Xuantian's power to make their teacher appear again. "Oh?" "I didn't expect that Cang Xuantian would have a chance to be resurrected."
The ancient Jinluo Guan noticed the changes here and said in surprise, but he was happy to see such a thing happen. After all, there was an extra saint, which would also increase combat power for the heavens.
Cang Xuantian, who has two saints in charge, should gradually recover his vitality.
After an hour, the Sacred Heart disappeared, replaced by a young man with a fair face, but his eyes were particularly deep. "I didn't expect that I would have this day."
The feeling of Cang Xuan’s reappearing in this world made him feel deeply moved. "Senior, you are the saint of Yilian who just broke through. Don't you mind?" Mu Chen asked with a smile.
Old Ancestor Cang Xuan shook his head: "Okay, it would be great if you can live. If you use Cang Xuan Tian's original power to restore me to the peak, it will also cause considerable losses to Cang Xuan Tian."
You can practice your cultivation.
"Teacher!"
"Master!"
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The head of Qingyang and Lao Xuan, regardless of whether there were outsiders or not, gave a big gift to the ancestor Cang Xuan. They were all filled with tears in their eyes. They were ecstatic when they saw their mentor. "Okay, why are you polite?"
"You are not as good as Mu Chen, a junior. Just say that the Holy Source Technique I created, none of you have successfully practiced it."
Ancestor Cang Xuan said with regret that these disciples are not bad, but compared with Mu Chen, it really seems a little unsatisfied.
The heads of Qingyang and the others blushed in shame, and they could not refute it, so they could only bear it honestly.
They are indeed inferior to Mu Chen, and even the enemy Shengyuan needs Mu Chen to solve it.
Chu Qing looked at the trainee Qingyang who was being scolded, touched her naked head, and laughed secretly. Oh, it feels so comfortable. He has been scolded by the trainee Qingyang, and he can see the trainee Qingyang being scolded. "Chu Qing, why are you laughing at? Come here and pay homage to your master." How could the head of Qingyang not see it? He was a little embarrassed.
"I have met Master." Chu Qing bowed.
Old Ancestor Cang Xuan looked at it for a moment: "...Qingyang, you have a good vision. This little bald man has a better talent than you."
Chu Qing's face turned bitter. He didn't want the bald man to be either because of the source of cultivation.
Hearing the teacher praising Chu Qingqing, the head of Qingyang was also very proud. He knew Chu Qing's talent very well. If he was more diligent and less lazy, his strength would definitely be greater than that now. "Teacher, since you are resurrected, can you give me some advice?" asked the head teacher Qingyang.
Chu Qing wanted to say it was not necessary. The saint's guidance would definitely be very troublesome. I guess I don't have time to be lazy, but I'd better forget it and I have no room for refutation.
And, the future war is coming soon, so let's be serious.
Ye Ge and the others were very envious of being guided by a saint, after all, they were all very familiar with the deeds of the ancestor Cang Xuan.
Chu Qing's strength will definitely improve very rapidly in the future.
"Yes."
The ancestor Cang Xuan did not refuse. The head of Qingyang should have trained Chu Qing as the head of the sect. He didn't mind giving some advice. Although he would not leave Cang Xuan Sect, he would not participate in the management.
(This chapter ends)