Groan!

As soon as the white figure rushed out of the flame cave, there was an earth-shattering sword roar, and a vast sword light swept out, full of majesty and sacredness.

Immediately afterwards, a white figure walked out of the white light. It was a handsome young man in a white robe, with long eyebrows and a well-proportioned figure. His eyes were shining with the sword light.

He was like a divine sword, standing between heaven and earth, displaying a peerless edge. Like a divine sword rising in the air, it shocked all directions and made Lin Chen and others' minds sway.

"Ancestor of the Nine Paths Gods?"

The Tu Ling War Ancestor was stunned and lost his voice. He was so frightened by the aura of the white-robed young man that his back bent and he lowered his head like a mountain weighing him down. He did not dare to look directly at the opponent.

The Demon Ax Ancestor looked horrified, his majestic body kept stooping, veins bulged on his forehead, and his pale face quickly turned red as blood, full of pain.

"Damn it! Why are there nine divine ancestors here?"

The Blood Sword Demon's body trembled uncontrollably, and the black-red divine sword in his right hand trembled and whined, escaped from his control, and pierced into the ground with a hiss, losing all its light.

"The Ancestor of the Nine Paths, the ninth level of the Holy Sword Path?"

Lin Chen could not maintain his mood and looked shocked. Like the Blood Sword Demon, he was affected by the Holy Way of the Ninth Heavy Sword. The Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand made a clanging sound and seemed to be about to fly out.

"This is the Holy Way of the Ninth Heavy Sword? Is it so terrifying?"

Lin Chen tried his best to run the third level of the holy sword path and the original sword path, but he felt like a boat in the waves, about to suffer a devastating blow.

Shock, horror, awe and other emotions surged into Lin Chen's heart. He felt extremely uncomfortable and hurriedly took the Dragon Sword back into his body.

You Longjian finally got rid of the influence of the white-robed young man, but Lin Chen still couldn't meet his eyes. Just a glance made his eyes sting and he was in a trance.

The male and female silver-armored Iron-winged Insect Kings surrounding him fell at his feet like kites with broken strings, their bodies crouching and shivering, their eyes full of fear.

Looking at Mr. Mo on the other side, his neat hair was blown wildly, his body covered by a black robe was constantly twisting, and his face was also deformed, gradually revealing a young face.

Lin Chen saw this scene from the corner of his eye, and his heart stirred up.

Through the reminder from the ancient demon Qifeng, he already knew that Mr. Mo was a young man.

However, the latter was never forced to show his true appearance when facing the Demon Meteor Sword. Now, facing the power of the white-robed young man, he could no longer maintain his power.

This shows how terrifying the young man in white robe is.

This made Lin Chen realize for the first time that the Nine Divine Ancestors were much more powerful than he had imagined.

After all, Lin Chen had seen the Nine Divine Ancestors before, such as the Master of Yanxia Cave and the Holy Master of Mad War, but they did not give him such a terrifying feeling as the white-robed young man.

Of course, this may be because the Yanxia Cave Master and the Mad War Holy Master did not take action, but Lin Chen instinctively felt that the white-robed young man in front of him was stronger than them.

Thinking of the opponent's realm and the Holy Way of the Ninth Heavy Sword, Lin Chen's eyes flashed with determination. One day, he would do all this.

And if the white-robed young man is so terrifying, then the other person who came out of the seal with him is also the ancestor of the Nine Paths Gods?

Lin Chen looked at the flaming figure who came out of the fire cave following the young man in white robes. He was dressed in flaming robes and made his tall figure look majestic.

His divine body is more perfect than any cultivator Lin Chen has ever seen. It can be called the golden ratio, second only to Mojia from the God-Eating Clan.

The power of the young man in white robes was comparable to that of the young man in white robes, and he was undoubtedly the ancestor of the nine gods. It was as if Lin Chen had seen the latter, and it was difficult to look directly at the true god.

But Lin Chen still saw clearly the black rune between the opponent's eyebrows, and his mind was suddenly shocked. The words "God-Eating Clan" flashed in his mind.

Yes, this fire-robed young man is not only the ancestor of the Nine Paths Gods, but also a member of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

The black rune between the opponent's eyebrows is the symbol of the Demon Clan.

This is a nine-path divine ancestor from the Demon Clan!

Lin Chen immediately felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and he couldn't help but regret. If he hadn't collected the Seven Kills Star Flame, maybe they would still be under seal.

But the current situation left Lin Chen no time to regret. Facing the power of the two Nine Paths Divine Ancestors, his body trembled even more violently, and his face turned as white as rice paper.

The three Tu Ling Zhan Ancestors were even worse than him. Their hands and feet were shaking like chaff, their teeth were chattering so hard that they could not speak, and their eyes and faces were full of fear.

Looking at Mr. Mo again, he was forced to show his true appearance. His young and handsome face was like Lin Chen's, bloodless, and his expression was extremely gloomy. He said three words intermittently:

"The Celestial Demon Clan."

Just when Lin Chen and others were frightened and uneasy, the young man in fire robe looked up at the gray sky and earth, showing his arrogance and laughing loudly:

"Hahaha, I, Zhuoyan, have finally come out, Nine-Life Sword Ancestor, I have long said that your plan will definitely fail, what else do you have to say now?"

At the end of the sentence, he looked at the young man in white robe with a stern look, and a smile appeared on his thin lips, which seemed like joy, like contempt, and like ridicule.

The young man in white robes whom he called the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor was extremely calm. He pointed a white divine sword directly at him and said in a sword-like voice:

"Zhuoyan, as long as my nine lives are here, you can't even think about causing trouble."

Tianmo Zhuoyan put his right hand behind his back and said with a smile: "Nine lives, you and I have been fighting for many years. You should know that you can't do anything to me. Besides, I have no interest in fighting with you now. Wait until I can help Master Zhuo Youshen out of trouble.

, let’s make a settlement with you again.”

After saying that, he stepped out with his right foot, and immediately set off a scorching, terrifying flame, and walked outside. The direction he walked in was where the three Ling Tu Ling Zhan Ancestors were.

The terrifying flames spread along the demon's burning feet, sweeping towards the three Ling Tu Zhan Ancestors like an angry sea.

"No!"

The three Tu Ling Zhan Ancestors screamed in fear and quickly burned their energy and blood, trying to avoid the scorching flames of the demon, but they could not move their bodies and watched helplessly as they were submerged in the flames.

A horrifying scene appeared. In the blink of an eye, the flames burned off their hair and clothes. Their bodies melted, and their limbs and bones were burned to ashes.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three Ancestral God Crystals left, suspended in the blazing fire, and the struggling and desperate faces of the three Lingzu Ancestors could be vaguely seen.

But in the blink of an eye, their Divine Ancestral Crystals were burned out, and their energy and energy could not escape at all. They were quickly burned into a few wisps of smoke and dispersed.

In the end, only their natal magic weapons and storage rings were left intact, flashing red, black, and gray lights respectively.

Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan didn't even look at it, he just raised his left hand, put the three magic weapons and three storage rings into his bag, and then continued to move forward.

In front of them were Lin Chen and Mo Lao. The latter saw the three Tu Ling Zhanzu being burned by the flames, and shouted to Lin Chen in a hurry:

"Master Tianjian, get away quickly."

While shouting to Lin Chen, he burned his energy and blood and used all his strength to circulate the blood of the Devouring Gods, turning into a curved gray figure and stumbling out.

"Is this the strength of the Nine Divine Ancestors of the Demon Tribe? You can easily kill the three Spirit-Slaying War Ancestors simply by using the power of fire."

Lin Chen was shocked when he witnessed this scene, and his face became more solemn than ever before.

The moment before Mr. Mo reminded him, he put the male and female silver-armored iron-winged insect kings back into the spirit beast bags, and then activated the defensive power of the robe of life to the extreme.
Chapter completed!