Chapter 535 The ancient tribe’s methods

Chapter 535 The ancient tribe’s methods

Chen Changsheng: "What did you say? I didn't wear shoes today, so I didn't hear you clearly."

Chen Banxian smiled shyly: "I mean, from the current sect master, the supreme elder, to the disciples who have just entered the Qi refining period, I want them all."

"By the way, fellow Taoist, please remember to leave a trace of their souls behind. I think they will all be wiped out on earth."

Chen Changsheng's expression at this time was very exciting. He had a lot to say and didn't know where to start.

"Fellow Taoist, you..."

"Hey, stop it, don't forget what you just swore."

The smile on Chen Banxian's face made people want to dig it out. Chen Changsheng's lower eyelids twitched. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the day when they called each other Taoist friends in Zangcang Realm.

He wants to whip himself to death!

"Fellow Taoist, you are too insidious!" His face was full of helplessness: "Even if I have become an immortal, it is not easy to resurrect them."

"It's not easy, but it's not impossible. Just let that damn old man Yuan Zong do it."

Chen Banxian didn't care. If he hadn't seen the immortal's methods with his own eyes, he would never have made this request.

In terms of combat power, the lower immortals in Qingxuan Realm cannot defeat the Great Emperor.

But when it comes to immortal magic and miracles, the world that covers the sky is absolutely inferior.

"It needs to be a little less. I think the Taoist sect will attend the Ten Thousand Sects Conference recently. Fellow Taoist, how about you take some elders or Taishang Elders with you?"

"how?"

"Um?"

When Chen Changsheng turned around, Chen Banxian's figure had long since disappeared.

"Gan!"

The majestic immortal who has descended into the world, the Lord of the Eight Paths, and the former head of the Taoist Sect, is swearing here.

"Chen Banxian! You are so stubborn!"

Chen Banxian smiled lightly and returned to Earth to hide his merit and fame.

He planned to return to Donghuang, but soon his speed slowed down.

The void was filled with terrifying Dao Yun, and formations one after another spread across the void.

There are energy nodes everywhere in the world, and on each node sits an eighth-level Jingxu ancient clan.

Looking around, it covers the entire sky.

These ancient Jingxu people finally knew about the human race's plan. Not only that, they seemed to have accurately predicted today and every step of the human race.

prophet……

Chen Banxian looked at the highest place, where sat a woman with a yellow robe and black gold, jade wings and a golden crown.

Prophet Yinglang, the prophet of Yinggou clan of Ye clan, a true heavyweight.

At this time, the other party looked back from a distance and looked at him.

The two pairs of eyes collided high in the sky. The corners of Prophet Yinglang's mouth curled up and he stood up gracefully.

"Who did I know? It turned out to be an old friend."

His eyes lingered on Chen Banxian's eyebrows for a moment, and his eyes flashed sharply.

The distance between the two, even though it was still hundreds of thousands of miles away, was just a blink of an eye to them.

"Empress Yinglang, long time no see."

Chen Banxian sighed and wiped the covering off his face.

This is etiquette.

At this moment, even the ancient Jingxu tribesmen who had slightly different aesthetics looked at him in surprise. There was no trace of pickiness in this face.

"who is he?"

"This person is also in the eighth realm, but his aura is not familiar, and he doesn't have the smell of Jingxu."

"Wait, I think he seems... to be a human race?"

At this moment, an ancient clan member made a shocking statement: "It's true, he is a human clan, how dare he come to our formation alone?"

The ancient tribesmen looked at each other in amazement. No matter what, this human being could not be taken away.

Being looked at by so many people from the eighth realm, they seemed to be cannibalizing... No, they really cannibalized people.

Chen Banxian's eyes were calm, and in front of everyone, he walked step by step through the void towards the highest point of the node.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

Coming to the top of the node, one can deeply feel the horror of the formation under their feet. Once it moves, it will be like the heaven and earth are overturning.

Only with such a large formation can the great monks of the eighth realm be wiped out.

"We are going to take action against the human race."

Yinglang didn't hold back and told Chen Banxian his plan.

I want it, not think about it. This is something that has been determined.

"What a coincidence, we humans also want to take action against you."

Chen Banxian chuckled and sat down slowly.

Flowers bloomed in the sky, and golden lotuses bloomed, paving a corolla chair for him, which was a head taller than Yinglang.

"rude!"

A man from the Night tribe next to Prophet Yinglang raised a six-curved silver dragon spear and pointed it at Chen Banxian: "You dare to be a head taller than the prophet, you deserve death!"

Upon hearing the provocation, Chen Banxian glanced at him: "Adults speak, children, please don't interrupt."

The void collapsed directly, no way existed, and the six curved silver dragon spears shattered into powder.

The eighth person who shouted was instantly killed.

Ying Lang was unmoved and just nodded slightly to Chen Banxian: "My subordinates are ignorant, but the human race's prophet still needs Haihan."

"It doesn't matter, he has paid the price for his ignorance anyway."

The person on the corolla chair was obviously surrounded by many eighth realms, but he didn't panic at all, and even raised his eyes to kill one of them?

Murderous intent erupted on all formation nodes.

"How dare you, a mere human being, make bad food?"

An eighth-level member of the Two-Face Clan shouted: "If I hadn't been in charge of the formation node now, I would have let him taste the sword of my Two-Face Clan!"

"Why didn't the prophet take action? This human behavior is clearly insulting the prophet and slapping us in the face!"

These people in the eighth realm are confused. The prophets of the Night Clan are well-known far and near, and everyone in the Mirror Ruins is frightened when they know about it.

No one dared to disobey its majesty, but today, they saw a race of people almost riding on Tai Sui.

Of course, Ying Lang and Chen Banxian, who were both major cultivators, heard these discussions. He didn't change his expression and just sat down in front of Chen Banxian.

There is also a corolla seat growing out of the void. If you look carefully, the methods used by the two are almost the same.

"Human Prophet, do you have any advice for coming to see me?"

Chen Banxian stood up slightly, Ying Lang's move was to intimidate him.

The other party also knows a lot.

But he was still not afraid, Chen Banxian had already stepped out of the eighth realm.

"Yes, I want the empress to take back the formation. It's inappropriate to play dirty tricks."

He raised his eyes and looked around, the void was fluctuating.

There are powerful beings that are constantly breaking open the space and rushing here.

He didn't mind, as long as he was safe on Earth.

"Although I don't know how you know it, my dear, if you and I get into a fight, I'm afraid there won't be anything wrong with anyone else here."

Ying Lang smiled. Before he spoke, some people couldn't stand Chen Banxian's words.

"What are you talking about? The arrogant human race is really a prophet of mercy, allowing you to push forward!"

An ancient clan member who was close to him said scornfully: "Humans have always been raised livestock, when will they be able to speak on the stage?"

"It's really weird. Food can also talk. I eat three heads of humans a day, but I've never seen them look so weird."

"You eat three heads, and you only eat three heads? I eat thirty heads every day. This thing has a smooth texture and very little odor, especially the newborn babies. After washing them, add honey and grill them together. It's really It leaves a lasting impression on your mouth and makes you want to put it down.”

As the ancient clansmen talked, the topic changed. They looked at Chen Banxian to see his reaction.

Chen Banxian had no reaction. He just looked at Ying Lang: "Take the formation. Although there are many people here, to be honest, once our clan uses reckless weapons, everyone will be defeated."

Ying Langjing looked at Chen Banxian: "The twelve civilized battleships not long ago were you."

"Spread the word and let us know that the humans are coming back. Why do you want me to close the formation now?"

"Mother, our human race always likes to pay homage first and then fight. When we return to Earth, we are just going home."

He tapped the formation lightly with his finger.

This formation covered the great road inside and was a killing formation, but it disintegrated inch by inch at his fingertips.

Infinite energy continued to flow into Chen Banxian's body along his fingertips.

Yinglang's pupils shrank: "So, it seems that fellow Taoist is exhausted."

In front of a monk who can devour a certain kind of avenue, he will only become stronger as he fights.

Yinglang clapped his hands and stepped back half a step to reveal the core of the formation that he had been suppressing: "The formation can be turned off, but I have a request."

"explain."

Chen Banxian put away his fingers. That thing didn't look like a mortal thing.

"Fellow Taoists must not interfere in this battle."

Yinglang's voice was soft, but there was no doubt about it.

"Delusion."

When Chen Banxian said these two words, a strong fighting spirit arose in his body: "Why do you want me not to intervene?"

"On us!"

The vibration of the void finally opened, and a group of ten people stepped into this place.

"Ah!"

Chen Banxian stood up from the flower chair: "Spin turtles, insects, deer, Shu, water monkeys, mixed apes, all the top groups in the Kunlun platoon are here."

These ancient clans are not simple. They are among the strongest among the Jingxu ancient clans. Counting Yinglang, there are eleven of them.

"Fellow Taoist, is this still a delusion?" Ying Lang's tone was calm, as if he was always sure of victory.

"It's still a delusion."

Chen Banxian had a fighting spirit in his eyes: "You must have a special reason for deliberately trying to prevent the return of our human race."

"I said here today that humans must go home!"

"Human Prophet, you are too confident."

Lu Gu from the Fu Zhong Ancient Clan laughed and stretched out his palm: "Look what is in my palm?"

Chen Banxian frowned, his pupils trembling slightly as he looked.

In the palm of his hand, there was a spoon.

Immortal... weapon!

The fairy light emitted from it was the same as the time orb, but what made Chen Banxian's expression even more ugly was that the other nine people had their palms spread out and ten fairy weapons surrounding him.

"Yinglang!"

Chen Banxian finally lost his composure: "You plotted against me!"

"I didn't plot against you."

Yinglang covered his mouth and chuckled: "I am a prophet. I thought that I would lose this battle, so I just made preparations in advance."

"We came up with all the details early on, but we didn't expect that the one we were afraid of was actually you, the only one."

Immortal weapons, ten immortal weapons, what is even more thought-provoking is the heritage of these ancient tribes.

Being able to produce an immortal weapon proves that there are immortals in their mirror market!

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you sit down and see what the outcome is?"

The ancient palm heart immortal spoon trembled slightly, it was already the critical combat power in this world.

Immortal weapons are at the same level as imperial jars.

"Hehe, okay, okay, okay."

Chen Banxian grabbed it with his backhand, raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes. The imperial jar enveloped all directions. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed, and thousands of paths formed into formations!

All the eighth realms in this formation were shrouded in unison.

He faced off against the top experts of all races alone, and many people in the eighth realm laughed:

"I promise you I won't take action, but don't even think about taking action!"