Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

The palace examination was held as scheduled, and the Great Desolate Sutra reappeared. As expected, Lin Dong defeated Wang Yan and took first place.

Ying Huanhuan was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Lin Dong's strength was hidden so deeply that he actually defeated Senior Brother Wang Yan.

You know, even her sister Ying Xiaoxiao lost to Wang Yan in the previous battle.

She didn't know that Ying Xiaoxiao's strength was not weaker than Wang Yan's, but Wang Yan had been working outside for many years, and it could be said that he was living on the edge of a knife, and there was a fierceness in him.

“See, I was right, Lin Dong can defeat Wang Yan.” Mu Chen said with a smile.

Although he does not have the ancestral talisman, Lin Dong has other opportunities, and his strength is basically unmatched among those of the same level.

"You are the Mu Chen who captured Yao Ling alive, right?"

Wang Yan walked over, there was blood at the corner of his mouth and his face was pale, looking like he had been seriously injured.

"It's me." There was nothing wrong with Muchen admitting it.

Wang Yan exclaimed: "I heard that the people of Yuan Sect were furious. You did a great job. Yuan Sect can be said to have suffered a loss. Will you participate in this sect competition?"

"Yes, I will. Brother Wang Yan, I'll give you a chance to kill Yuanmen disciples at will. Do you want it?" Muchen nodded.

"Haha, of course, Huanhuan has good taste."

Wang Yan burst into laughter. This sentence suited his personality very well. He would never tolerate killing people from Yuan Sect.

Ying Huanhuan's face suddenly turned red, and she looked down at the floor, her head steaming.

……

"Huanhuan, when you took the Tianhuangqin, did you tell your hall master or deputy hall master?"

Outside Dao Sect, Mu Chen looked at the Tian Huang Qin that Ying Huanhuan was holding. Qi Lei and the others should be speechless now, as their little princess was being disloyal.

"Ah, this..." Ying Huanhuan also thought of something. The guards of the Heavenly Palace seemed to be a bit sparse, and an embarrassed expression appeared on her face.

My father and the others should all know.

"Let's go!"

Muchen shook his head, held Ying Huanhuan's jade hand, the power of space flashed, and disappeared in an instant.

On the way to Xiao Diao, Ying Huanhuan felt the ancestral aura emanating from Muchen, which became more and more familiar. Her black hair flashed with an icy blue fluorescence.

Muchen was in a hurry and didn't pay attention, but Yan and Huangwu saw it and sighed. The aura of the ancestral talisman could indeed trigger Ying Huanhuan's spiritual awakening in reincarnation.

The breath of the Ice Lord is really nostalgic.

Three days later, Mu Chen met Xiao Diao in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. His strength had improved a lot compared to before they separated.

"The Shengxuan realm?"

Xiao Diao nodded. He had recovered well during this period and should have no problem dealing with a person at the Great Perfection of Shengxuan Realm.

The deputy hall masters of Dao Sect are basically at this level. As long as Xiao Diao doesn't encounter a strong man like the head sect master, he won't have any big problems in Dongxuan Territory.

"Who is this?"

Xiao Diao looked at Ying Huanhuan in confusion. He had not been to Dao Sect, so he did not know Ying Huanhuan, the little princess of Dao Sect. However, the fact that she could hold the Tianhuang Harp showed that this woman's identity in Dao Sect was not simple.

After Muchen introduced her, Xiao Diao was immediately amazed. The daughter of the leader of a super sect, this identity was one of the best in the Dongxuan Region.

However... a meaningful smile emerged on Xiao Diao's handsome face. Muchen's luck with women really made Master Diao sigh, and each of them was a favored daughter of heaven.

"With the Tianhuang Harp, it is much easier to operate. Let's go. I have come across a good thing, the Divine Saliva from the Earth's Core." Xiao Diao said with a smile.

Ying Huanhuan's expression was moved. As the daughter of Ying Xuanzi, how could she not know that this was a good thing that could help people concentrate their spirit.

Mu Chen thought about it and felt that this Divine Saliva from the Earth's Core should be able to bring him extremely close to the middle stage of the Transformation Realm, which could save him a lot of time.

His soul did not fall behind, and the speed of polishing his divine palace slowed down, but it did not hinder the tempering of his soul.

"You are worthy of being my younger brother. You always think of such good things as big brother." Muchen teased.

Xiao Diao rolled his eyes and said, "Wait until your cultivation is stronger than mine, then you can be my big brother."

"Let's go to Demon Sound Mountain. The Golden Ghost Owl's methods there are not a big deal if I were at the peak, but now it's a bit troublesome."

Ying Huanhuan understood. No wonder the Tianhuang Harp was needed.

Led by Xiao Diao, the three of them came to the Demon Sound Mountain. Ying Huanhuan sensed it and began to pluck the strings. The scarlet sound waves of the phoenix swept across, covering the Demon Sound Mountain Owl Sound Formation. Under the power of the Pure Yuan Treasure, it turned into nothingness in an instant.

This is the power of the pure Yuan treasure. With one encounter, it not only broke the formation, but also killed the human-headed owls all over the mountains.

"I need to recover. I'll leave the battle to you." Ying Huanhuan's pretty face looked a little pale.

With her current strength, the consumption of the Pure Yuan treasure is still very great.

Xiao Diao dealt with the Golden Ghost Owl, and Muchen took out the Great Desolation Monument. Without even restoring his original form, he killed a human-headed owl.

The third ancient artifact can be used as a bricklayer, which is quite convenient.

Although it was created to suppress and kill the demons, it is also a powerful weapon for dealing with people other than the demons.

"Someone from Yuanmen?"

"Little Marten, make a quick decision. There are still people who don't know how to live or die. Come here."

Mu Chen looked up and saw Ying Huanhuan fighting with someone. Judging from Ying Huanhuan's cold expression, the opponent could only be Yuan Men.

Xiao Diao nodded and decided not to play tricks on the Golden Ghost Owl anymore. Instead, he went all out.

hum!
Muchen's body was flashing with silver light, the space was slightly fluctuating, and he instantly appeared behind Shen Yun. The Great Desolate Monument in his hand burst out with a desolate and vast divine light, and slammed towards Shen Yun.

puff!
In just a moment, Shen Yun turned into a blood mist. This was the power of the ancient divine object, which was even more powerful than the pure Yuan treasure.

The treasure of pure Yuan is far inferior to the Great Desolation Monument in Muchen's hand.

Ying Huanhuan blinked her eyes. Is this the ancient divine object?
Although she knew how powerful the ancient divine creature was, she did not expect its strength to be so exaggerated that Shen Yun was killed with one blow. The other party was one of the Eight Spirit Generals of Yuanmen and was not an ordinary disciple.

"Huanhuan, are you okay?"

Muchen patted Huanhuan's shoulders, and the life force surged, directly replenishing the energy consumed by Ying Huanhuan, and her pale face became rosy again.

"It's okay, I just consumed a lot of energy." Ying Huanhuan shook her head.

If it weren't for the fact that she had consumed a lot of energy in breaking the formation, she would not be unable to do anything to the opponent and could have directly killed him with the Tianhuang Harp.

"What a cruel method! We can't let you stay here." Yuanmen's Elder Jiang looked at me with an icy gaze.

The stone tablet in Muchen's hand is undoubtedly a treasure, which makes him covet it. If he can get it, his strength will be greatly improved. (End of this chapter)