Chapter 867 gives the eldest sister a guarantee, the Demon Emperor’s followers.

Leng Aoxuan took a step forward, and the illusory god behind him chanted and made hand gestures.

A vast pressure so powerful that it could cause the void to collapse lingers around him.

"Alas...if you encounter the Immortal Leng family, please convey a message for me."

"Because it is true, the enemy is not outside, and the general situation is united."

Wang Siqi frowned, and saw a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

She really couldn't think of any regrets for a powerful person of this level.

hum~

A monstrous immortal light shot out, and Wang Siqi suddenly lost consciousness.

Then, Ziyou waved his hand and moved her out of the dojo.

"We are the only ones left now."

Wang Xinru smiled awkwardly, with her elder and second sisters standing beside her.

Chen Hui noticed her anxiety and reached out to pat her on the back.

"Don't worry, there are still many opportunities. Besides, you are not bad, Lao Wu."

Wang Xinru gave a bitter smile. She and her elder sister were at the bottom of the group at home.

Leng Aoxuan's words just now made her lose confidence.

The sisters all received top-level inheritances one by one, and she was really afraid that she would end up the worst...

As children of the royal family, they would not allow themselves to be inferior to others.

I really regret it if I had squeezed out some time to practice martial arts earlier!

"Little girl, what's your name and how long have you been here?"

The leader of the Xianwu Sect, Liu Tianming, looked down from above, his dragon eyes slightly narrowed.

He has a stern face, is wearing armor and a robe, and has a fairy-like aura.

Wang Ying's pine-like body trembled slightly under his indifferent gaze.

Although there is no breath, it makes people want to kneel down.

"Another peerless power, a supreme being whose name resounds throughout the universe..."

"Zhenwu Daozun was once the most qualified person in Xianwu Sect to reach that realm. It's a pity...he died unexpectedly."

"Yes, with the cultivation of an Immortal Venerable, he angrily killed three Immortal Venerables in the sky and severely injured the Half-Emperor of the Demonic Path. If he doesn't die, he will definitely be able to obtain a path to the Emperor!"

Many people who don't know him feel a little scared when they hear his name.

This person is definitely a ruthless person, but he also makes countless lives sigh.

As powerful as a half-emperor, a single thought can destroy all things and return them to chaos.

He is still injured and has been in seclusion for ten thousand years, his strength is self-evident.

"My name is Wang Ying, and I have been a general for more than 20 years."

"Well, it's a pity that he is in a low plane and lacks basic knowledge. He must have started the path of cultivation late, otherwise he would have become a god long ago."

Liu Tianming saw through her at a glance and his expression was calm and indifferent.

In fact, it was not just him, many powerful people also noticed the clues.

Normally, with their talents, they should have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage or even the Divine Transformation stage long ago.

However, some of them have only reached the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Either the plane is poor in spiritual energy, or the time of practice is short.

This is also why several powerful people would take a fancy to them.

Ignoring their cultivation, they are all first-class geniuses.

Plus Ziyou deliberately led them, so everything fell into place.

"Hiding one's edge, concealed and unrevealed, the heart of Tao is calm and steady."

"Would you like to join the Xianwu Sect and become my True Martial Daoist Master's disciple?"

Liu Tianming smiled cheerfully: "I regret it."

"He never accepted any disciples during his lifetime, and his unique skills were not passed down."

"After death, I have the opportunity to find someone who is destined to inherit my legacy."

Wang Ying said decisively.

"Senior, I belong to a sect, so I'm sorry I can't agree to your request."

Wang Xiaoke was anxious. Why was his second sister so stubborn? Couldn’t she just lie first?

Wait until you get the benefits before changing your mind. No one will know if you don’t say it.

If you let this big fish escape, it will be difficult to catch it again.

"You actually have a clan member, are you sure you don't want to join the Xianwu Sect?"

Seeing his brother making faces, Wang Ying said very straightforwardly.

"My little brother has a sect, so I don't consider anything else."

Wang Xiaoke: “…”

He really wanted to announce, Second sister, you are fired!

Liu Tianming turned his head and looked over, his expression dazed for a moment.

"The inheritance of the Emperor, tsk, the world is about to change again."

A heavy sigh floated in the air, and Fairy Luo Li's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

Back then, the great catastrophe that nearly overturned the Immortal Realm, countless ancient ancestors and Dao masters died, the blood of the emperors fell to the earth, staining the sky...

"Well, if you don't want to join my sect, are you willing to be my successor?"

"You are the only one among these people who suits my taste."

Liu Tianming had been eyeing her for a long time, and she was the only one he liked.

"Second sister." Wang Xiaoke quickly reminded: "Why don't you thank the seniors?"

Wang Ying no longer hesitated and immediately bowed and clasped his fists: "Thank you, senior!"

Liu Tianming's expression didn't change much, he just flicked his sleeves and dragged her up.

“I never thought that standing at the end of the long river of time, there are still causes and effects to be planted. When the green trees grow taller, they will surely be admired by all the worlds.”

"My successor will take the road to becoming an emperor for me."

Taoist Master Zhenwu slowly stretched out his palm, as if covering the sky and embracing the sun, moon and stars.

Wang Ying was caught off guard by the palm of his hand, and his bones and blood began to burn like flames.

Then his cultivation level took a sharp turn for the worse and soon fell below the Nascent Soul stage.

"My Zhenwu derivative art, after breaking, I stand up again, breaking bones and exchanging blood."

"It is a treasure coveted by countless cultivators in the nine heavens and ten earths."

“Don’t neglect your practice.”

Wang Xiaoke looked distressed. He hated to see his family suffer.

the other side.

Fairy Luo Li spoke slowly and looked down at Wang Xinru below.

"I once gambled with the Demon Emperor about my Luoshen inheritance, and you are the blood relative of the Emperor, so you are quite suitable to be my successor."

"This way, I can leave with peace of mind after I have resolved the past karma."

Wang Xinru's body trembled, finally a big shot took a fancy to her.

Her level is no worse than that of her sisters, so I finally felt relieved.

She sneered.

"Thank you, senior...but can you please be gentler?"

"I'm afraid of pain, can you be gentle during the process?"

Fairy Luo Li raised her eyebrows slightly. This girl is quite interesting.

"Oh?"

"If you can't even bear this little bit of pain, how can you seek the advice of an immortal, how can you change your fate? It's better to be an ordinary person and enjoy a hundred years of life."

It's obvious that this girl has never experienced the beatings in the world of immortal cultivation.

Even though her inheritance was risky, countless people flocked to it.

Wang Xinru clenched her palms and looked up: "I understand."

"bring it on!"

Fairy Luo Li smiled and raised her palm to release a stream of pure energy.

Wang Xinru screamed "Ah", followed by waves of wails.

Only when we moved out of the dojo did peace return to normal.

"The fifth daughter is still too delicate." Chen Hui prayed secretly for her daughters.

Just as she came to her senses, several immortal souls extended an olive branch to her.

The strongest one is a female fairy with compassion in her eyes, who is in the middle stage of the fairy king.

Wang Zhiqiu was silent. He looked at his mother and then glanced at all the immortal souls.

"Would you like to be my successor?" asked the remnant soul of an immortal.

The few weak souls nearby knew they were no match for the opponent and simply gave up.

The six immortal kings of the void shook their heads, sighed, and threw themselves into the galaxy.

He would rather fall asleep again than take on Wang Zhiqiu's inheritance.

"This..." Wang Zhiqiu bit his red lips, feeling lost.

At present, there are only three immortal king-level residual souls who are interested in me.

Just like mother.

Looking for an immortal?

She is the queen of the business world and the leader among all the sisters.

In the end, he is worse off than his sister. How ironic.

The remnant soul of the Immortal Lord snorted coldly: "Why, are you disappointed?"

"No……"

"Haha, you are hypocritical. How can we, the immortal monarch, let mortals look down on us?"

After saying that, the two of them left in anger, leaving only the last person.

"You and I are not destined to be together, my friend, please find another inheritance!"

Wang Zhiqiu kept silent, and the inheritances disappeared one after another.

Finally, all the remaining souls disappeared, leaving only endless void.

A drop of blood fell.

Xichen saw her fist bleeding, and her face was full of worry.

"Brother, let's go comfort my sister. Will she feel better?"

"Let her accept this fact."

Xiao Hei stopped him directly and pointed casually to the side.

"Look, didn't you see your master's face turned green? There's no need to worry."

"Huh?...Oh."

Wang Xiaoke was suppressed and grabbed Ziyou's sleeve.

"Xiao Zi, what are you going to do? You promised to take care of everyone."

Ziyou felt a little helpless: "I have taken good care of you."

Without his secret intervention, the few people would at most have obtained the Immortal King's inheritance.

After all, people at this level are arrogant and have a vicious vision.

The spiritual bodies and Taoist bodies that are ranked lower are not worth their second glance.

"I don't care. You are a weapon spirit, the embodiment of the temple's will."

"The three major arenas are all yours. Is it that difficult to get in through the back door?"

Wang Xiaoke was too lazy to talk nonsense and spoke in a commanding tone.

"No matter what method you use, give my sister a guarantee."

"At least he's an Immortal Lord!"

Ziyou was very embarrassed, shook Xiaoke's hand away and explained:

"I just woke up not long ago, and my remaining strength is weak..."

"If I really want to force the inheritance, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep for a hundred years."

Ziyou is powerless and he is very weak now.

"A hundred years is too long. Don't you have any other solution?"

"Have."

"I can awaken one person's inheritance. It's up to the Emperor whether he is willing or not."

Wang Xiaoke was about to complain when he saw Ziyou drag him up with one hand.

The terrifying purple light rushed towards the galaxy.

"This follower of the Demon Emperor has a karmic connection with you."

"Maybe it works."