Martial Dao Zhengxian

Chapter 632 Quiet Immortal Sword
In less than a quarter of an hour, an old man and a woman holding a scepter came out of the village's supporters of men, women, old and young. It seemed that there were no less than 500 people.

Ji Hongwu didn't stop at all, and immediately went up to greet him, and performed the emperor's ceremony very respectfully.

The old man smiled and said: "I am the patriarch of this village, and this is the high priest of this village. You should be outsiders, how did you get in here?"

Although it looked like the old man was smiling, everyone could tell that almost everyone was full of deep guard and deep hatred.

"The High Priest."

Everyone couldn't help looking at each other. The position of high priest appeared before the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. At that time, human beings were just created and their strength was low. At that time, human beings needed spiritual sustenance most. At that time, most human beings were the ancestors and relatives of priests themselves, so the position of priests came into being. Yes, over time, a new kind of spiritual sustenance has emerged among the tribes. The ancestors and priests are the ones who can communicate with the ancestors. Their status in the tribe is quite high, even higher than that of the tribe chief.

Ji Hongwu was the first to say: "Old man, we didn't intend to offend, we broke into this place unintentionally, so please make amends if you have offended us."

The tribal high priest's eyes, which had been closed all the time, suddenly opened and said, "Outsiders, we don't welcome you, you leave immediately."

"Wait?" Ye Tian stood up, pointed to the statue not far away and said, "Your priest is Empress Nuwa?"

Everyone looked in the direction Ye Tian pointed, and there was indeed a huge altar in the middle of the village, and a huge statue of Nuwa stood at the front of the altar.

The high priest didn't hide anything and said directly: "Yes, the priest of our Wumeng tribe is Empress Nuwa. Since I know that our priest is Empress Nuwa, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame us for doing it."

Ye Tian didn't talk nonsense, and directly slapped the high priest.

"Bold." As soon as the high priest's scepter stood, a beam of light shot out from the scepter, attacking Ye Tian.

boom,,,.

Ye Tian himself didn't move at all, but the high priest did retreat again and again. Fortunately, there was the patriarch behind him to support him, otherwise he would have collapsed to the ground.

"That's right." Ye Tian saw that the target was already fighting, and a white light shot out as he waved his hand. The high priest and even the village chief were surrounded by white light without even reacting.

Knowing that the respected patriarch and high priest of his tribe were attacked, the whole scene was aroused again. The scene was extremely hot. Immediately, more than a dozen big men with machetes came out from the tribe, and they were ready to attack Ye Ye with a fierce look on their faces. Tian and his party started.

"Stop." The patriarch saw that his clansmen were about to make a move, and immediately stopped him.

But after all, it was a step too late, Ye Tian waved his hand one step at a time, and a golden light flashed by, and all the big men were thrown out instantly like shooting stars.

Ye Tian didn't kill him at first, the big man got up again immediately after landing, picked up the sword on the ground and was ready to attack Ye Tian.

The patriarch became angry all of a sudden, and stopped the clansman of his clan in one step and shouted loudly: "Stop it, stop it for me, if you don't stop it, follow the clan rules."

When the big guys heard the clan rules, they were scared immediately, and they all stopped. If the eyes can kill, the eyes of the people of the Wumeng tribe can kill Ye Tian more than 500 times at this moment.

At this time, the white light on the high priest's body also disappeared, and she was surprised to find that not only her injuries were healed, but her spiritual power had also been greatly improved.

Ye Tian said to Ji Hongwu and the others in his spare time: "Father-in-law, you can see the trick here!"

Ji Hongwu nodded and said: "Well, this should be a small world, and it's a small world with a low plane level. They look at most like ordinary people with successful cultivation, but their methods should be completely The world of cultivating mana."

Ye Tian and Ji Hongwu's words were not concealed at all, nor were they hidden, they were all spoken outright, and the members of the Wumeng tribe heard it when they were hot.

Coupled with the supernatural powers Ye Tian showed just now, Patriarch Wumeng and the High Priest looked at each other, then turned around and asked Ye Tian and his party: "May I ask how many are the legendary immortals?"

"As expected." Ye Tian and Ji Hongwu immediately understood what they said.

Ji Hongwu even nodded and said, "Speaking of which, I am indeed the immortal you mentioned."

"Quick, everyone pay respects to the immortal." The patriarch yelled, and then all the more than 500 members of the clan knelt down under the leadership of the so-called patriarch and the high priest, shouting: "Meet the immortal."

Then the tribal patriarch stood up first, walked in front of Ye Tian and his party, and said excitedly: "Finally, we let you wait here, and our Wumeng clan can also complete the explanation of Nuwa Empress, and our Wumeng finally Peace of mind."

Nuwa Empress's explanation, no matter who it is, everyone's eyes are bright, who is Nuwa Empress, I don't know, even if they are all created by Nuwa Empress, the most important thing is who Nuwa Empress is, recognized A strong Taoist at the level of Daozu can only ask for his name, but if he doesn't see him, the treasures left by the Nuwa Empress will move everyone's heart.

"Cough, cough, cough." Ji Hongwu coughed to wake himself up from his obsession, walked in front of the tribal high priest, and said, "I just heard you say that you have guarded the same treasure of the Nuwa Empress for generations, what do you know?"

Then the patriarch said: "Fairies, come with me, we will talk as we walk."

Through the patriarch's introduction, Ye Tiancai knew that what was sealed here was a sword, a fierce sword. It was said that this fierce sword was forged with the blood of Yinglong. Lord, everyone who owns this sword will become a generation of great demon kings, killing countless people.

Finally one day Empress Nuwa was touched, and Empress Nuwa went down to earth in person, sealed the sword, and let the Wumeng tribe guard this fierce sword for generations, until a fairy appeared and took back the fierce sword. He is the immortal that the Wumeng clan has been looking forward to for generations.

Speaking of it, Ye Tian still has a lot of doubts, a sword has such power, unless what they forge is not just a fairy sword.

Let's talk about Yinglong's blood, Yinglong is a powerful existence at the level of a dragon emperor, and his blood is not so easy to get.

Ye Tian hadn't figured it out yet, and under the leadership of Wumeng patriarch and the high priest, he had already arrived in front of the statue of Nuwa Empress at the front of the altar.

Ye Tian and the others first followed the high priest and Wumeng patriarch to bow to the statue of Nuwa Empress a few times, then stood up and pinched a few seals in succession in front of the statue.

The bottom of the Nuwa statue was slowly opened, revealing a long row of stairs.

The high priest and the head of the Wumeng clan went in first. The stairs were not long. After walking for about 2 minutes, another gate appeared.

The high priest walked to the oil lamp next to him, turned his hand slightly, and the door slowly opened with a click.

A huge stone chamber came into everyone's eyes. In the center of the stone chamber was suspended a sword exuding red light. Not only was a row of iron chains tied around the sword, but the iron chain was covered with spells of various sizes.

"Slaying Lingbao the day after tomorrow"

Seeing this sword, Ye Tian understood the secret of it. It turned out that it was an acquired killing sword. Not to mention that even the most powerful cultivators of the Wumeng clan in this small world would never want to subdue this fairy sword.

Even Ye Tian might not be able to grasp Mu Mu's sword, so he can only seal it, and wait for the strength to be strong, and recover it in one fell swoop.

Ye Tian asked: "Does this sword have a name?"

"Ji Mie, his name is Ji Mie Immortal Sword." The high priest replied.

Ye Tian said, good name, then turned around and said to Lu Xueqi: "Xueqi help me."

Then with a wave of his hand, the iron chain surrounding the sword fell down, and the Immortal Sword of Nirvana also flew out, but facing Ye Tian, ​​he didn't show his previous strength, but turned around and ran away.

Seeing this situation, Ye Tian secretly thought that he had indeed developed spiritual wisdom. He even sensed the breath of the innate treasure in his body, and was so frightened that he wanted to run away when he touched it. Unfortunately, he met Ye Tian. The Immortal Executioner Sword Formation formed by Daoyou's Immortal Executioner Sword Intent instantly surrounded Nirvana Immortal Sword.

"Great Sage, these men in black are handed over to you." Ye Tian ordered to the Great Sage while recovering the fairy sword.

As soon as Ye Tian finished speaking, a dozen men in black flew out and surrounded Ye Tian and his party.

The leader of the man in black saw that Ye Tian was actually holding the legendary Nirvana Immortal Sword in his hand as if he was playing with it. He could handle it however he wanted, and he was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little at a loss.

But then he shook his head, Zhidong thought about it, and said, "Grab the Immortal Sword." As he said that, the big knife in his hand slashed towards Ye Tian.

"Looking for death." Seeing that the man in black went towards his boss first, the great sage was furious, and raised the Ruyi golden cudgel to beat the man in black.

Ruyi's golden cudgel weighs [-] jin. Facing these ordinary people, they were knocked and wounded, and they died when they ran into them. Of the dozen or so men in black, except for the leader in black who was not beaten to death with a single stick, the rest Everyone died on the spot.

"Don't come, don't come." The leader of the man in black was afraid, thinking that he was also a hero, and his strength was also ranked among the top in the world. He never thought that his well-planned and foolproof plan would encounter such an accident.

Looking at the person who fought with him just now, he slaughtered all the elites under his command in two or three strokes, and looking at the young man in front of him playing with the Nirvana Immortal Sword, a bad premonition sounded in his heart, and he instantly knew that his luck was bad , unexpectedly met a fairy who only existed in legends.

The moment I die, I feel that I am wronged!
(End of this chapter)