Chapter 426: The Great Ancestor

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Xu Wu's voice was trembling, his face was full of gratitude, and tears were flowing freely on his wrinkled face.

If it hadn't been for the timely action of Ancestor Minghuo, I'm afraid he would have been wiped out in ashes at this moment, and how could he still be standing here with his life.

Looking at Xu Wu's tattered clothes, Ancestor Minghuo frowned, his face full of displeasure, and he snorted coldly, "You're not living up to expectations!"

His scolding was full of disappointment and anger.

Xu Wu felt aggrieved. Although he was a Mahayana cultivator, he was outnumbered. Faced with the siege of three thousand Mahayana cultivators, he was lucky to be able to save his life.

If it were any other Mahayana cultivators, they would probably have perished long ago.

"That's what the ancestor said."

Xu Wu lowered his head and his voice trembled slightly.

He did not dare to look directly into the eyes of Ancestor Minghuo, for fear of offending him and losing his life.

Immediately afterwards, Ancestor Minghuo's eyes were as cold as ice, with a hint of contempt, and he slowly swept across the three thousand Mahayana-stage immortal cultivators and the other immortal cultivators on the huge airship.

"You, a group of ignorant ants, dare to besiege our Hell Fire Sect. Do you think that our Hell Fire Sect is easy to bully?"

The voice of Ancestor Minghuo was as loud and powerful as a bell, echoing in the air.

As he spoke, an endless terrifying coercion spread around like a tide.

Under the pressure of this majesty, the three thousand Mahayana cultivators could not help but feel fear in their hearts. They lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at Ancestor Minghuo.

Their bodies were trembling slightly, as if they had become very small and fragile in the face of this pressure.

It can be said that at this moment, the eyes of the Minghuo Ancestor were like two sharp swords, piercing people's hearts and making people shudder.

It was a cold and ruthless look that seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls.

Even the viewers in the live broadcast room also felt this fear.

Their hearts beat faster, and they were all afraid of the Dark Fire Ancestor.

"This old guy's eyes are so cold!" someone exclaimed in the live broadcast room.

"Oh my god, this Dark Fire Ancestor is really extraordinary!" Another person said tremblingly.

"No wonder, it's definitely not easy for this old guy to become an ancestor!" Someone said with emotion.

"It seems that Mark has encountered a tough nut to crack!" Another audience member showed his gloating side.

…

The audience in the live broadcast room communicated with each other.

They were all a little curious about how Mark would deal with the current situation.

Feeling the terrifying aura of the Dark Fire Ancestor, Mark was only shocked.

There are three thousand Mahayana cultivators here.

But in the end, in terms of momentum, he was suppressed by the Dark Fire Ancestor alone.

This is not possible!

There has to be a counterattack.

"Do it!"

Mark urged and commanded the three thousand Mahayana cultivators.

time.

The three thousand Mahayana cultivators present took action.

Although their inner world is still extremely terrifying, at this critical moment, how can they let go.

They did not back down from this option.

The only thing they can do is to bite the bullet!

"kill!"

Three thousand Mahayana cultivators roared in unison, the sound shaking the sky. Their eyes were full of determination and determination, as if they were about to fight to the death with the Dark Fire Ancestor.

Before they finished speaking, they simultaneously displayed various powerful magic powers.

For a moment, lightning flashed and thundered in the night sky, and countless terrifying thunderbolts roared like silver dragons and struck towards the Dark Fire Ancestor.

This is the Thunder Dragon Technique!

at the same time.

Endless darkness also appeared around Ancestor Minghuo.

The darkness spreads towards the Dark Fire Ancestor like a tide, as if it wants to swallow the Dark Fire Ancestor inside.

This is the Dark Devouring Technique!

There are even players who have reached the Mahayana stage to display powerful Tianyan swordsmanship!

However, Tian Yan's swordsmanship actually caused sharp swords to appear one after another in the night sky.

Each sharp sword streaked across the sky like a meteor, quickly transforming into an overwhelming sword shadow in the air.

For a while.

The night sky seemed to have become a world of swords.

Immediately, these sword shadows with terrifying power rushed towards the Dark Fire Ancestor.

It has to be said that each of these three thousand Mahayana cultivators worked hard and used their special skills to the extreme.

They have only one belief in their hearts, and that is to kill the Dark Fire Ancestor, and then as players, they will receive massive rewards.

At this moment, they forget life and death.

Why fear death?

Even if they die, they can still be resurrected!

Faced with such a scene, Mark felt very satisfied.

Because, with his sharp eyesight, he could see that these three thousand Mahayana cultivators had already used their respective skills and did not let go.

However, in the face of this surging and overwhelming offensive, the face of Ancestor Minghuo was like a pool of still water, without any ripples.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, showing a look of disdain.

The next second.

Ancestor Minghuo spoke.

"Little tricks!"

His voice was cold and biting, with a hint of sarcasm.

As soon as these words came out, the players glared angrily, feeling that the Dark Fire Ancestor was just a mere NPC, but was so arrogant that he didn't take them players seriously at all.

The next breath.

A jaw-dropping scene appeared.

The endless attacks that rained down on the Nether Fire Patriarch disappeared without a trace like chickens and pottery dogs when the Nether Fire Patriarch waved his palm lightly.

With just one palm, the spells that three thousand Mahayana cultivators had painstakingly cast were easily resolved by the Nether Fire Patriarch.

Throughout the whole process, the Nether Fire Patriarch simply resisted the continuous attacks like a storm without any effort.

For a moment, Mark was stunned and stood there, his eyes full of disbelief.

The power of the Nether Fire Patriarch far exceeded his imagination.

It was outrageous that the Mahayana cultivators could be so powerful!

A feeling of awe surged in his heart.

The faces of the three thousand Mahayana cultivators were not very good either. They all showed their true abilities.

But who would have thought that they could not even hurt the Nether Fire Patriarch a hair.

"The ancestor is mighty!"

Not far away, Xu Wu, the leader of the Nether Fire Sect, who was watching the battle, was excited and happy.

Before that, he had planned to join the battle and help the Nether Fire Patriarch.

But now it seems that there is no need for this.

The Nether Fire Patriarch is extremely powerful and can easily deal with the enemy in front of him.

In fact, the Nether Fire Patriarch's cultivation is more powerful and more unfathomable than before.

All of a sudden, Xu Wu was filled with emotion and his excitement was beyond words.

With such a powerful ancestor in charge, the Nether Fire Sect will definitely be able to successfully survive this disaster.

On the other hand, the Wanxiang Sect is probably doomed tonight!

For a moment, Xu Wu's face was uncertain.

Tonight, he will definitely destroy the Wanxiang Sect in one fell swoop!

He swore secretly in his heart.

"Is this all you know?"

The Nether Fire Patriarch held his head high and his chest puffed out, his attitude was extremely arrogant, and he looked down on the three thousand Mahayana cultivators.

Although they took the elixir and improved their strength, the gap between them and him was as big as the difference between heaven and earth.

"Hoo!"

Mark took a deep breath and continued to signal the three thousand Mahayana cultivators to attack.

No matter what.

Tonight's battle is either you die or I live!

Retreat?

Absolutely impossible!

There is no way out behind them!

If they really retreat, they will only be greeted by the abyss!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The three thousand Mahayana cultivators were boiling with fighting spirit and their eyes were red.

Seeing their performance, the eyes of the Nether Fire Patriarch narrowed slightly. He did not expect that he had used such powerful and extraordinary means as just now, and these people in front of him were not afraid at all.

It seems that there are really people who are not afraid of death in this world.

The Nether Fire Patriarch muttered silently in his heart.

But soon, he dismissed the idea in his mind.

Because he guessed that the group of people in front of him could be so fearless and fearless, probably because they were aliens.

The Nether Fire Ancestor was still quite unpredictable about the aliens.

Because the aliens could come back to life after death!

Even now.

He had been secretly investigating the aliens for a long time.

But he still couldn't figure out why the aliens could come back to life after death.

The next second.

The battle broke out again.

Three thousand Mahayana cultivators used their magic to the fullest.

The magic they cast was strange and bizarre.

But they were always easily resolved by the Nether Fire Ancestor.

Things had evolved to this point.

Mark looked helpless.

He really underestimated the Nether Fire Sect!

The rest of the Nether Fire Sect, including the leader Xu Wu, were easy to deal with.

But only this Nether Fire Ancestor was so strong that they couldn't resist at all.

"Retreat! Mark!"

"If you don't retreat now, Mark, your immortal cultivation army is going to perish!"

"Yes! The top-grade realm-breaking pill has a time limit. Once the time limit is over, their cultivation will drop to the fusion stage, and they will probably die!"

"Obviously, retreating at this moment is the best strategy!"

...

In Mark's vision, he could see lines of bullets.

Facing these bullets, Mark was a little tempted to be honest.

Because the time limit of the top-grade realm-breaking pill is indeed about to pass.

Once the time limit is over.

His three thousand Mahayana immortal cultivators will all drop to the fusion stage.

By then.

I'm afraid they will be even less able to deal with the Nether Fire Ancestor.

But if he retreated like this, Mark would be a little unwilling.

This time, he spent a lot of wealth.

Not only did he waste a lot of spirit stones, but he also used three thousand top-grade realm-breaking pills.

These are extremely precious immortal cultivation resources!

If the Nether Fire Sect is taken down, everyone will be happy.

But at the moment, the Nether Fire Sect can't take it down at all.

Soon, Mark realized a crucial problem.

But the Nether Fire Ancestor has always been defensive and has not taken the initiative to attack.

Why is this?

Is it because the Nether Fire Ancestor's spiritual power is consumed a lot?

Thinking about it this way.

Mark also realized it.

The Nether Fire Ancestor is indeed powerful.

But facing the continuous attacks of three thousand Mahayana cultivators, the Nether Fire Ancestor must not be able to bear it.

And then, it depends on who wants to be unable to bear it.

Thinking about it this way, Mark's face showed a brilliant smile.

As a player, the least feared thing is to fight a war of attrition!

On the spot, he has made a decisive decision.

To consume the Nether Fire Ancestor to the end!

"Everyone takes the elixir to restore spiritual power!"

Mark used his voice transmission ability to give orders to the three thousand Mahayana cultivators.

On the spot, the three thousand Mahayana cultivators understood and quickly swallowed the elixir to restore their spiritual power.

Then.

The three thousand Mahayana cultivators continued to use spells to besiege Ancestor Minghuo!

"snort!"

"act recklessly!"

Ancestor Minghuo sneered on his face, but he also began to curse in his heart.

Being besieged by so many Mahayana cultivators gradually became too much for him.

If it were an ordinary cultivator in the Mahayana stage, he would have perished countless times.

After several rounds of competition.

Ancestor Minghuo has also taken a lot of pills, but he also knows.

The other party has a large number of people, and if this continues, there is nothing he can do to the other party.

So.

Ancestor Minghuo made a decision.

On the spot, he spoke.

"Today, I, the ancestor of Ninghuo, will temporarily spare you. If you dare to do harm to my Ninghuo Sect again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Say it.

Ancestor Minghuo glanced coldly at the three thousand Mahayana cultivators.

When the three thousand Mahayana cultivators heard what Ancestor Minghuo said, they immediately realized that Ancestor Minghuo wanted to cease the war.

This made them a little excited.

Because the effectiveness of their top-quality realm-breaking elixir only lasts less than a stick of incense.

The next second.

Ancestor Minghuo turned around and left with Xu Wu.

Many players with different expressions were left behind.

"This Ancestor of Dark Fire is really powerful!"

"Is the battle finally over?"

"If the fight continues, it will be very detrimental to Mark!"

"I wonder, does Ancestor Minghuo still have any trump cards that he hasn't used yet?"

…

The audience in the live broadcast room communicated with each other.

when they communicate.

Mark also issued an order that shocked the players.

Mark ordered to continue attacking the Hellfire Cult!

"this……"

For a moment, the players looked at each other.

at the same time.

The ancestor of Minghuo and the leader of Minghuo Sect, Xu Wu, have arrived at a hall of Minghuo Sect.

"Ancestor, are you going to let them go like this?"

Xu Wu said tentatively, he still felt extremely angry towards the Wanxiang Sect group.

I don’t want to let the other person go so easily.

You know, many elders of the Hellfire Sect have died at the hands of the opponent before.

"How can it be!"

"I'm just using delaying tactics!"

"Those people have taken the ultimate realm-breaking pill. Once the effects of the drug wear off, I will take action."

Ancestor Minghuo said casually.

At the same time, he has another purpose.

That is, he needs to use his skills to recover from his injuries.

Regardless of the battle just now, he looked very relaxed.

But in fact, he had suffered internal injuries.

Moreover, the injury was not considered serious.

Soon, Ancestor Minghuo began to perform exercises to heal his injuries in the secret room, and swallowed a large number of extremely precious elixirs.

Xu Wu was preparing to summon all the disciples of the Minghuo Sect to discuss important matters.

"Boom! Boom!"

But the next second, roars one after another resounded in Xu Wu's ears.

When Xu Wu heard this, his face immediately turned ugly.

Because he noticed that the sect-protecting formation was under attack again.

The person who attacked the sect-protecting formation was none other than the Wanxiang Sect! (End of chapter)