In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

The old Sect Leader with cloudy but powerful eyes widened his eyes and looked at Xie Ting. He pulled Xie Ting dry and dry, and said hoarsely and obscurely: "The ancestor of our Immortal Sect is the supreme of the Three Thousand Worlds, Xuan Heavenly Emperor. !"

After saying this, the light in the old Sect Leader's eyes disappeared, his body softened, and he rode the crane west.

At that time, Xie Ting only regarded it as the big words that the old Sect Leader said before his death to comfort him. He didn't take a word of what the old Sect Leader said seriously, and even forgot the next day.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Xie Ting thought so clearly when he saw this token.

He looked at the token that actually radiated golden light in his hand, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. Xie Ting suddenly felt that the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect... would it really be like what the old Sect Leader said. The Supreme Being of the Three Thousand Worlds?!

If so, is the ancestor still alive at this moment?!

When this idea appeared, Xie Ting ignored his messy clothes and rushed outside with the token in his hand.

Xie Ting has already made up his mind, so he will give it a try. If the ancestor is still alive, bring him back to save Tiandicheng.

If the ancestor has already... then it's no wonder he.

He is a mere Cultivation Base rank worthy of the third rank, how can he take revenge on the Supreme rank?

If the old ancestor has already sat, then he will no longer step into the Hongmeng Continent and leave this place.

The world is so big, how could there not be a place for him to thank him?

Xie Ting said in his heart as he ran out: "Master, Master, if the ancestor is already dead, then I will have to leave, and then I will no longer care whether the Immortal Sect is alive or dead.

You must not blame the culprits. If you want to blame it, blame your old man for not raising an heir who can surpass you for thousands of years. I finally went to the barbarian land to fight for the best of the best, and it is already the last kindness of your old man!"

Most of the disciples outside were dispersed by Xie Ting, but Xie Ting still needed to tell them where they were going. If they didn't find their ancestor, let them think they were dead!

This will not leave a charge of abandoning Sect.

Walking to the practice square, Xie Ting beckoned and wanted to call a disciple at random.

But under the circumstance that Xie Ting had just been angry with them, absolutely no one had just stepped forward.

In the end, it could only be that the current eldest disciple of Wuhuang Immortal Sect came to Xie Ting's side.

"Master." The eldest disciple put away his sword and saluted Xie Ting.

Xie Tingcai had been in office for a little over ten years, and he had not many disciples. This eldest disciple was the closest to him on weekdays.

"Xiaojing, you must know what's going on outside."

As soon as Xiaojing heard Xie Ting's words, his lowered head lifted up instantly, with worry written all over his face.

"What's the matter, Master? The disciple only knows that half of the city of Tiandi has been destroyed."

"Heaven and Earth City have suffered, and now I'm going to the realm of nine deaths and one life to find Xuan Heavenly Emperor, the ancestor of our Immortal Sect. If I come back with the ancestor, everyone will be happy, if..."

Xie Ting sighed and said, "What is the realm of Nine Deaths and One Life? You are also a native of Hongmeng Continent. If I don't come back, you will succeed as Sect Leader, compromise with Liuzhou City, and hand over the position of First City. ."

The tone of his words made Xiaojing's eyes red when he heard it.

But although Xiaojing was only sixteen years old, he was much more stable than Xie Ting, who succeeded the throne in his eighties.

"Don't worry, Master, the disciple must take good care of the sect!"

The situation at the foot of the mountain was critical, and Xiaojing had seen it there just now, so he did not doubt Xie Ting.

Xie Ting patted Xiaojing's shoulder sadly, and took out his Tingfeng sword that had fallen into ashes.

His Cultivation Base is not enough to fly, so he can only rely on Edgeworth to go to the realm of the Nine Dead.

The sword body turned several times in the air and became several times larger than before in an instant, and it was suspended in front of Xie Ting and could walk at any time.

Xie Ting turned his head and glanced at Wuwang Mountain, jumped on the Tingfeng Sword, and immediately went to the realm of nine deaths and one life.

At the same time, Ye Feng had already picked up all the valuables in the Heaven and Earth Palace and Yu Jian left.

And Ting Ting just destroyed half the city, not much, not much.

He has a very clear concept of race in his heart. He values ​​the laws of nature and does not allow others to violate him.

After destroying half of the city, Di Ting casually found a tea shop to drink tea leisurely.

The streets were full of people who were running around because of fear. He moved the people away before destroying the house, so he destroyed half of the city without any casualties. At most, some people were accidentally injured.

At the same time, Chen Xuan was suffering from a difficult situation. Where did the truth go?

Sitting suddenly? But he is immortal.

When I was puzzled, the voice that I hadn't heard for a few days rang out.

[The current task is to train future generations to thank Ting and help them restore the city. 】

Thank you for listening...

Chen Xuan almost got it wrong for a moment.

As soon as the system sound fell, Chen Xuan's originally lowered head instantly lifted.