225: C225 Who Said That the Ancestor Wouldn't Go down the Mountain

C225 Who Said That the Ancestor Wouldn't Go down the Mountain

Emperor Sovereign of God Sect would never go down the mountain.

This was not something Feng Bujue was talking nonsense about. This was something that had gradually been discovered by the various sects in Southern Wasteland over the years.

Because every time there was a crisis, the Prime Emperor of the God Sect wouldn't go down the mountain to guard his own land.

In the beginning, everyone thought that it was just an Emperor Sovereign Almighty, and they disdained the mundane matters of the mortal world. However, after the calamity of demons and devils, everyone gradually discovered that although Emperor Sovereign of God Sect was strong, he wouldn't go down the mountain.

Subsequently, there was a special grand formation on the God Mountain, and any outsider who entered it would be suppressed. This was what they said.

Later on, after some people had spread the news, Emperor Sovereign of God Sect's experts would never go down the mountain.

It was almost a public secret of the Southern Wasteland!

Now, the silver egg, which was carried by the wind, was crazily rushing towards the God Sect to make use of this weakness of the Ancestor.

"The source of the disaster is the east! The clam and the crane are fighting each other, and the fisherman will reap the benefits!"

Feng Wu Qi had a smile on his face. He had made up his mind. At that time, he would use his spiritual energy to throw the Venomous Snake Dragon egg into the God Sect from more than ten miles away!

As a Peak of Divine Altar Stage warrior, throwing the egg for more than ten miles was not a difficult task.

"Humph, Ancestor? It's just a matter of prestige within the barrier of God Mountain!"

Rumble!

The enormous head of the dragon struggled out of the crack. Its huge body was still stuck in the crack.

But even so, its huge head only took a breath and the wind and clouds in the sky rumbled. The storm caused the houses and trees to be overturned.

In front of such a top predator, it made everyone's heart jump and their legs shake!

This was a dragon!

All the cultivators in the Southern Wasteland could fly into the sky. Even the mortals who could not fly were trembling with fear as they stared at the huge Flying Dragon.

Rumble!

Under everyone's gaze, the huge dragon that looked like a mountain came out from the crack.

When the entire dragon came out, everyone in the Southern Wasteland... What? The Desolate Dragon was thousands of meters long, and its eyes were like the setting sun in the horizon. The scales on the dragon's body were the size of a small house, and the airflow brought by its breathing was like a storm.

This was the dragon of the late stage of the Saint realm!

Rumble!

The huge body of the dragon was flying in one direction. It left behind a huge shadow along the way.

The people below only felt that the sky had dimmed, and a huge shadow was flying over the horizon. They were so scared that they took out the incense case, set up the three animals, and kowtowed to pay their respects.

The faces of all the cultivators in the Southern Wasteland turned ashen. If this dragon flew into a rage, the entire Southern Wasteland would turn into a ghost domain!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The dragon let out a dragon roar. The loud roar was heard from all the other continents outside of the Southern Wasteland.

Everyone covered their ears. They could hear the anger in the black dragon's roar.

"It's over!" Such a thought flashed through everyone's mind!

At this time, Loong Wenzhang from the Scarlet Sun Academy said to his master, Meng Haoran, "Master, if the Emperor Sovereign Almighty from the God Sect descends the mountain, it will definitely save Southern Wasteland from danger."

Meng Haoran shook his head. "Emperor Sovereign of God Sect, don't go down the mountain! This is an iron law. This time, the Southern Wasteland is in danger!"

The cultivators in the air found that the dragon seemed to be chasing something.

"The dragon seems to be chasing after the person in front. Who is this person?"

"He is the master of Blackheaven Sect, Feng Jianyi!"

"Feng Wu Yi is holding a silver egg in his hand. Could this be the reason why Mo Long is so angry?"

"I know. It must be the Blackheaven Sect who stole the egg from the ancient crack. That's why the dragon chased him out of the spatial zone!"

"If the Southern Wasteland becomes the Ghost Domain because of this, the Blackheaven Sect will be the biggest sinner!"

"Feng Dui is heading towards the direction of the God Sect! He is trying to bring disaster to the east!"

The cultivators in the sky knew that the Blackheaven Sect and the God Sect had never gotten along well. They knew what Feng Jianyi was trying to do.

Sword Master Lee Xuan's face turned gloomy, "The more ancient the poison is, the more intense the poison is."

"A single drop of poison can not only poison thousands of miles of the river, but it will also be hard to cure it for hundreds of years, and it will not disappear for thousands of years."

"This time, I'm afraid even an Ancestor won't be able to withstand it, and his body and Dao will disappear."

The other cultivators also reacted, and they all stared in the direction of the God Sect.

Whether the Southern Wasteland was alive or dead depended on this!

...

On a small hill more than ten miles away from the God Mountain, Mooh Chen and the rest were breathing heavily like cows.

At this time, a huge wave of spiritual energy came from behind. It turned out to be the Sect Leader of the Blackheaven Sect. Relying on the strength of a Divine Altar Stage, they arrived at the vicinity of the God Mountain first.

"Hahaha!" Seeing Mooh Chen and his group, Feng Wu Qi let out a proud laugh. "Today, your God Mountain will be destroyed!"

"Hmph, my master is an Emperor Sovereign Almighty, how could he be afraid of this snake?" Zhan Muxue retorted.

"Hmph hmph, this is a late stage saint dragon, a descendant of the ancient era. Even if it is an Ancestor Realm master, if he bites it, he will die too!" Feng Wu Jie said with disdain.

Hearing his words, everyone was shocked. So it turned out that this Flying Dragon was so powerful that Master was in danger!

Mooh Chen walked up and said, "You want to bring disaster to the east? My master can kill you as easily as flipping his palm!"

"Humph! The fake Ancestor won't go down the mountain!" Feng Wudao had a smile on his face. "All of you worship him blindly, but you don't know that this fake Ancestor won't be able to come down the mountain!"

"As long as I'm here and throw the Venomous Snake Dragon egg onto the God Mountain, your Master won't be able to do anything to me!"

"You..." Mooh Chen and the others were anxious and wanted to snatch the dragon egg.

"Bang!" With just a wave of his sleeve, Feng Wu Yi had knocked all the men from the God Sect to the ground.

He was a Peak of Divine Altar Stage warrior, and even the strongest Mooh Chen was only a Dragon Becoming Stage warrior. No one could defeat him even if they combined their strength.

"Rumble!"

A loud sound was heard from behind. Under the eyes of everyone in the Southern Wasteland, the dragon was approaching the God Mountain.

Feng Wu didn't waste any more time. He raised the Venomous Snake Dragon egg and was ready to throw it at the God Mountain.2

"Cough cough!"

"It's not good for you to do this, is it?" A clear voice came from behind Windy.

"Who is it?" Feng Wu Yi hurriedly turned around, wanting to see who was so bold as to interrupt the business of the Southern Wasteland's number one sect.

He turned around and saw a young man in a white robe. He was smiling like a spring breeze as he stood in front of Feng Wu Qi.

It was the God Sect, Jiang Ling!

"It's you!" Feng Wudao was shocked. Wasn't it the False Ancestor who refused to leave the mountain?

Endless Wind looked up and down at Jiang Ling, carefully sizing him up.

This was indeed a mortal, and his strength was only at the True Talisman Stage. However, Feng Wu Yi could tell that Jiang Ling's talent was poor, and he didn't even have a grade, or even a grade that was hard to see in a thousand years!

Feng Wu Qi heaved a sigh of relief. Sure enough, there was a special formation on the God Mountain. As long as this guy left, he would be a mortal!

"Humph! You can't just stay on the mountain and pretend to be a ghost. You have to go down the mountain!"

"Now, I will strangle you, as simple as strangling a bug."

"But don't be afraid. I won't kill you. I will keep it and watch God Mountain be destroyed by the ghost dragon!"

Feng Wu said to Jiang Ling with a look of contempt.

"You just wait here and watch the God Sect be destroyed!"

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