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Chapter 1166 The Saint Clan Comes

The evil master glanced at Chen Qingyang and said, "Before dying, I have a request. https://."

"Say!" Chen Qingyang said coldly.

"Take my father's body back to Gulanxing for burial." The evil master said.

"Do you think this is possible?" Chen Qingyang sneered.

"In exchange, I can tell you a secret about the ancient blue star, and you will definitely be interested." The evil master said.

Chen Qingyang thought for a while, then said to Mu Ge, "Let a space barrier."

Mu Ge nodded, waved his hand, and a space barrier enveloped Chen Qingyang and others.

"That depends on how valuable your secret is." Chen Qingyang said.

Chen Qingyang will definitely go over to the ancient blue star because Zu Yin enters there, he must go over and kill him to avenge Master Xuanku, and he also wants to take over the second half of the Yijin Jing.

However, he has self-knowledge and entering the ancient blue star with his current strength is undoubtedly seeking death.

"The ancient god who exiled the ancient blue star to the endless void finally fell into the ancient blue star. Before he fell, he left behind a great Taoist magic technique. The rumor is the great Taoist magic technique that curses the entire ancient blue star." The evil master said.

"He is right. It should be the great curse technique in the Three Thousand Great Ways. This is an extremely terrifying magic technique. It is a magical power evolved from the wild demon clan back then. It can not only curse a person's soul, but also plunder the other party's luck."

At this time, the voice of the ancestor worshipped slowly rang.

"Can you still plunder luck?" Chen Qingyang said in surprise.

"Well, this magical technique is not at the top, but it's not weak at all. Little guy, if you can, find an opportunity to get it. Even if you don't practice, you can still let the Xuantian Treasure Palace devour it. This kind of magical technique is a great replenishment for the Xuantian Treasure Palace." said Chongsheng Ancestor.

Xuantian Palace is now in a "dormant" state. The battle that year hurt its core. The only one that could awaken it was probably the only three thousand great magical techniques.

Chen Qingyang looked at the evil master with a expressionless face and said, "Even if that magical technique exists, it will be taken away by the powerful man of Gu Lanxing, right?"

"Absolutely not. At least before my father escaped to Earth, no one could discover the inheritance of the ancient god." The evil master said.

"You mean, do you know where?" Chen Qingyang asked.

The evil master nodded and said, "My father was chased by the powerful men of the ancient blue star because he knew the inheritance of the ancient gods. He had to go through the space crack to the earth. He told my mother this secret until he died. My mother had already died, which means that I was the only one who knew this secret."

"Why should I believe you?" Chen Qingyang asked coldly.

"It depends on your own choice, and my request is not too much, right?" The evil master looked at Chen Qingyang and said.

Chen Qingyang looked at the evil master and could not tell the truth or falsehood of his words. He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I can promise you the conditions, let me tell me!"

The evil master seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "The ancient god inheritance land is in a tribe called the Golden Barbarians, guarded by this race for generations, but they did not know that what they were guarding was the ancient god who cursed them."

"Are the Golden Barbarians?" Chen Qingyang murmured and silently wrote down the name.

"If I enter the ancient blue star, I will complete your last wish." Chen Qingyang said.

"Thanks!"

After saying that, the evil master summoned an ice coffin from the secret treasure of the space. His father was lying inside. Then he looked at Huangfu Yan beside him and said, "Come on, Master Yan, avenge hundreds of people in Yanhuang Mountain."

The people who led people to massacre Yanhuang Mountain were the evil masters.

Huangfu Yan took anger and slashed it hard with one palm, directly breaking the evil master's heavenly spirit cover.

After that, the evil master who had harmed the land of Huaxia for decades finally died in the hands of Huangfu Yan.

After killing the evil master, the murderous intent on Huangfu Yan's face was slightly weakened. At least he had avenged hundreds of lives across the Yanhuang Sect, and only the Ghost King was still at large.

Chen Qingyang put the evil master and his father's ice coffin into the space jade pendant with a big move. Although the evil master was unforgivable, he had already said it, so Chen Qingyang would naturally do it.

"Brother Yang, someone is here, and his strength is not weak." Muge suddenly said at this time, and then removed the space barrier.

Chen Qingyang looked up slightly at the sky and found a group of black shadows flying towards this side. The three people in the lead were the peak powerhouses in the Holy Realm.

"Have the Dark Wolf Clan, the Angel Clan, and the Blood Clan all arrived?" Chen Qingyang said lightly.

He didn't go to provoke the other party, but the other party took the initiative to come to the door. Don't blame Chen Qingyang for being rude.

Other practitioners soon discovered that the group of Western masters flew over, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"It's people from the Holy Clan, how could they know we're here?"

"The three giants of the Holy Clan are here, it seems we are over."

Everyone couldn't help but feel despair.

They thought they had survived, but they didn't expect that they were discovered by the masters of the Holy Clan again. The two major cultivation worlds in the East and the West were incompatible. If they fell into the hands of the Holy Clan, they would never be able to leave alive.

Amid everyone's panic, hundreds of masters from the Holy Clan flew over and instantly surrounded Chen Qingyang and others.

"Why are there so many Eastern cultivators?"

As soon as I saw hundreds of Eastern cultivators below, the people from the Holy Clan all showed doubts.

"Sir, their bodies have been found."

At this time, the people of the Holy Clan found the group of cultivators who had been killed by Mu Ge from all directions. They all died in a tragic way, almost killing them with one move.

As soon as he saw the corpses, the faces of the Chinese cultivators changed drastically.

At this time, the old man in a white robe, who was headed by the Holy Clan, stood up and glanced coldly at Chen Qingyang and others.

"Who killed the people from my tribe?"

The old man asked in pure Chinese language that he was Lord Garner, the patriarch of the Angel clan.

After Chen Qingyang killed Patton and others, the people of the Holy Clan quickly realized that their soul flames were extinguished, so they gathered experts to come here as soon as possible.

"Dear Lord Ghana, we were captured here by the Ghost King of Tianxie Ghost Sect. We just escaped from the Ghost King City not long ago. I don't know who killed your tribe."

"Yes, sir, we have just escaped from the Ghost King. Our strength has not yet recovered. How could we kill your tribe members?"

The Chinese cultivators explained one after another, all of whom were afraid that Ghana's anger would be accommodated.

"Ghana, don't talk nonsense to them, kill them all!" The old man with blood and energy on the side said coldly.
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