Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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"Grandpa, this...?"

Wang Hao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Wang Zhan's eager face, he couldn't say anything.

"fine!"

"Holy Emperor Grade Holy Artifact, Grandpa still has it! The blood of the Holy Emperor is gone, just go and kill a few more Holy Emperors from all races! Grandson, you can take it with confidence!"

Looking at the worried Wang Hao, Wang Zhan smiled and said in a deep voice.

Listen, is this a human language?

Elder Dong's eyes turned red with envy, and he wished he could recognize a grandfather on the spot. Having such a domineering grandfather is really enviable.

Under Wang Zhan's unquestionable gaze, Wang Hao shook his head and laughed, and put away all the treasures given by Wang Zhan.

Grandpa is still the same as before, he is reluctant to use it, but he is never stingy with them!

"There is a powerful Saint Emperor coming!"

Just when Wang Zhan was about to say something, Miaoyin's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, causing Wang Zhan to narrow his eyes slightly. He glanced at Wang Hao and the two, and said with a smile, "You guys go first."

"Eh? Grandpa, Mr. Dong and I...!"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak about the purpose of coming to the Blood Crow Forest, but before he finished speaking, he was directly wrapped by the power that Wang Zhan swung, and disappeared in this area in the blink of an eye.

Don't look at it as easy for Wang Zhan to kill the Holy Emperor's peak powerhouse, but facing the Holy Emperor, he still has a lot of pressure!

The emperor of the saint, the ultimate saint, the strongest existence under the immortal!

Even if the peak of the Holy Emperor is only one step away from the Holy Emperor, this step is as far away as the end of the world. Even Wang Zhan at this time is not sure to face a strong Saint Emperor!

"System, use a source spirit summoning opportunity!"

Wang Zhan did not escape, he stood on the void with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring into the distance, and whispered.

He wanted to try to see if he could defeat the Holy Emperor in adversity!

"Congratulations to the host for summoning the eighth source spirit, Ximen Fuxue, please specify the fusion point!"

"Holy Grade Source Spirit: Ximen Chuuxue

Proficiency: 50 percent

Origin Technique: Huaguang Kendo (Original Technique No Sword Realm, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and Human Sword Unity Seal, which can be unlocked after the proficiency improves)! "

"Integrate the eighth source spirit, Ximen Fuxue, into Shaohai Cave!"

A ray of light flashed in Wang Zhan's eyes, and he murmured softly.

Shaohai, where all the rivers belong! With Ximen Chuuxue sitting at this point, Wang Zhan can better mobilize his own qi and blood.

boom!

When Wang Zhan's words fell, a long, independent snow-white figure suddenly appeared and merged into the Shaohai acupoint in Wang Zhan's body. The majestic power surged out from the snow-white figure, and flowed to Wang Zhan along the meridians. Zhan's whole body made Wang Zhan's whole body tremble involuntarily!

With the flow of this power, the aura of Wang Zhan's body also quietly rose, which surprised Miao Yin who was in Wang Zhan's body.

"This guy is really mysterious and terrifying!"

A faint murmur came from Miaoyin's mouth. She was left over from the ancient times, and her cultivation base was unpredictable, but she couldn't detect the secrets of Wang Zhan at all.

In the blink of an eye, the fusion was completed, and the power of the eighth holy grade Yuanling made Wang Zhan's cultivation break through to the peak of the Holy Spirit, and his combat power improved to a higher level.

boom!

Before Wang Zhan could be happy, an extremely terrifying coercion suddenly appeared in the sky. This coercion shook the whole world and changed the color of the world.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and two bloody lights suddenly appeared in the dark clouds. They were two burly figures, and the suffocating and terrifying coercion emanated from them!

"Wang Zhan, how dare you be so arrogant in the territory of my blood crow ancient clan! If you cut yourself off, this emperor can leave you a whole corpse!"

The majestic sound resembling a torrent of bells pierced through the entire world, like a burst of thunder rolling, the huge sound waves crushed out layers of air waves, shaking the whole world trembling, and the void twisted in a gesture visible to the naked eye.

The one who came was the fifth elder Xueke and the sixth elder Xuexing of the Blood Crow Ancient Clan, who had reached the middle stage of the Holy Emperor!

The Holy Emperor is as oppressive as Yue Ruyuan,

It was extremely terrifying, and the ruthless suppression made the void around Wang Zhan freeze.

Wang Zhan seemed to be suppressed by an ancient giant mountain, unable to move. If it weren't for his strong physique, he really couldn't bear this coercion. An ordinary Saint Emperor peak powerhouse would be like a younger brother in front of this coercion, and he would be easily suppressed!

The huge coercion made Wang Zhan's body tremble involuntarily, but his face showed no fear at all, calm and stern, staring at the bloody two floating above the clouds.

"System, spend 500,000 summoning points to improve Ximen Fuxue's proficiency, block breath, and use its power to condense blood-patterned bones!"

Wang Zhan whispered in his heart, the more critical the moment, the calmer he would be.

The only way to survive is to quietly improve yourself while Xueku and the other two despise him!

"boom!"

When Wang Zhan's words fell, a majestic force suddenly emerged in Wang Zhan's body, condensing his blood-patterned bones!

"Congratulations to the host, the proficiency of the eighth Yuanling Ximen Fuxue has been raised to full value, and you will get a chance to summon Yuanling!"

"The realm of source technology without swords, the return of thousands of swords, and the unity of human and sword are unlocked!"

Following the sound of the system notification, the figure of Ximen Chuuxue in Shaohai Cave suddenly burst into majestic power, and this power flowed through Wang Zhan's body along the meridians.

Wisps of blood energy were condensed into inscriptions by this force, and engraved into Wang Zhan's bones.

The Xueku two floating on the top of the clouds looked at the silent Wang Zhan, a glint of gloom flickered in their eyes, and the momentum surging all over their bodies became more ferocious. When they were about to make a move, they were interrupted by a brilliant heavenly sound!

"The dignified Holy Emperor bullies a junior like this?"

The sound of vicissitudes resounded throughout the world, and as the sound fell, the terrifying coercion that Wang Zhan was subjected to seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and disappeared without a trace, making Wang Zhan's whole body feel terrified. It's a loose!

He stared, and saw a fairy-like old man quietly appearing not far away, with long snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, and vicissitudes of life in his eyes, which seemed to contain the entire starry sky, extremely deep.

When he looked at the old man, the old man also looked at him, with a kind smile on his face, and said gently to Wang Zhan: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. In the end, you young people will be the ones to guard this world!"

Although Wang Zhan is more than two hundred years old, it is not an exaggeration to call him a young man in front of this old man!

"Senior is...?"

Wang Zhan didn't dare to be rude, he clasped his hands and asked.

"Old man Du Fu, nicknamed the Sage of Poetry!"

The old man smiled and murmured softly.

"Du Fu?"

Wang Zhan was stunned. He had never heard of this name, and there was no information about the elders of the Great Yan Empire in his mind at all!

"With you, you can't stop us!"

Seeing Du Fu who appeared next to Wang Zhan, Xueku narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

Although he didn't know Du Fu's origin and identity, he could feel that Du Fu's cultivation base was no different from theirs, they were both middle-stage Saint Emperors, and he alone couldn't stop them both!