Chapter 1907
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"Stand up!"
"Stand up, you motherf * cker!"
In an environment that resembled a duel, there were angry roars all around.
A warrior was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body. His exposed right shoulder had four numbers engraved on it.
Who?
The Demon Ancestor.
Back then, he escaped into the universe as a soul. In the end, he was caught by the powerhouses of the Star Spirit World and placed in a body. He became the number 9527 Corpse Servant and followed the team to invade the Upper Realm.
It had been a few years since then.
Was this guy doing well?
Judging from his current bruises, he did not seem to be doing well at all.
Not only that.
It was worse than death!
He was in the Star Spirit World.
The Heaven and Earth attributes here were extremely high. The level was even higher than the Xuanyuan World and the Crossing Heaven World. It was definitely the best of the first-class worlds.
When the Demon Ancestor first came here with the team and felt the rich Heaven and Earth attributes, he was so excited that he almost jumped up. He even began to fantasize that he would work hard and rise again. He would kill his way back to the Upper Realm and destroy the Sect of All Times!
However …
In this upper realm, the law of the jungle was even more serious.
The Demon Ancestor had just arrived in the Star Spirit World. Because he was classified as a low-level Corpse Servant, he was sent to the Spirit Stone Mine. Every day, he was either mining or on the way to mining.
The leader of the Demonic Tribe.
How could he be willing to be a miner?
The Demon Ancestor had resisted before, but he was beaten to the ground by the mine soldiers.
In other words, this villain, who was a boss like the Demonic Emperor, could not even defeat a small soldier in the Star Spirit World.
Of course.
The Spirit Stone Mine was an important resource.
The soldiers sent here must be very strong.
At night.
The Demon Ancestor leaned in a corner like an injured cat. He licked his wounds and shed tears.
Since he could not defeat them, he could only obey.
From then on, the Spirit Stone Mine had a decadent hero. He dragged his bruised body and left early and returned late to mine Spirit Stones like most ordinary Corpse Servants.
If you thought that he had lost his fighting spirit, you would be wrong.
The Demon Ancestor was hibernating. He was enduring hardships.
Did he not survive when he was killed by the Ten Immortal Sects? Was there anything more terrifying than death in this world?
No!
I, the Demon Ancestor, will not be defeated!
With this thought in mind, he worked hard and cultivated at the same time. His hard work paid off. Finally, after two years of service, he regained his freedom.
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He began to travel in the vast Star Spirit World and truly realized the terror of this plane.
Peak Truth-seeking Realm and half-step Divination Realm cultivators were everywhere.
This greatly stimulated the Demon Ancestor's desire to become stronger. Because of this, he began to appear in the depths of the mountains and forests. He began to live a life of bloodshed.
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Solid muscles and bulging temples, all of which represented a significant increase in strength.
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. The Demon Ancestor came to the city. He saw from the announcement that there was a duel here. Only by winning the duel would he be rewarded with high-grade spirit stones. So, he signed up immediately.
Before the duel started, he sat on the chair with a cold look. He smiled. "I need to prove myself with blood."
Boom!..
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"Stand up!"
"Stand up!"
The Demon Ancestor clenched his fists and slowly got up as he shouted angrily. However, before he could get up, he was kicked in the face. His entire body flew out and hit the outer wall. Then, he spat out blood.
Blood..
. but he didn't prove himself.
"One, two, three …"
The referee counted to ten. The Demon Ancestor's first battle had ended in failure. He was even carried off the stage on a stretcher.
"Damn it!"
"I made a mistake!"
"I thought he was a tough character. I didn't expect him to be so trashy."
The warriors counting money in the audience cursed. Their voices reached the Demon Ancestor's ears. He clenched his fists.
"Not bad."
At that moment, a fat middle-aged man walked over. He threw a spatial ring to the Demon Ancestor and said like a master, "This is the reward you deserve."
What reward?
The reward for the fake duel.
The Demon Ancestor's spiritual consciousness entered the ring. After confirming that it was the agreed amount, he struggled to get off the stretcher. He dragged his injured body out of the arena.
The leader of the Demonic Tribe had fallen to the stage of a fake duel. It made people sigh.
At that moment, he was walking under the setting sun. His back looked so miserable and lonely. Can't you just cry on the commentary?
Beep beep beep!
Beep beep beep!
Before the Demon Ancestor returned to his residence, an alarm sounded in the city.
After living here for a long time, he knew that something special must have happened.
As expected.
A deep voice echoed in the city. "There is an unidentified flying object invading my Astral World. All cities and warriors must stop it."
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
As soon as he said that, the sky outside the city was filled with cannon fire.
The Demon Ancestor looked up and vaguely saw a stream of light rushing out from the area where the fire was flickering. It quickly flew over the sky and he could barely see the number 66 on it.
"Catch that thing!"
"That is a third-class merit!"
Swish! Swish!
In an instant, all the warriors in the city flew up and chased after the stream of light with burning eyes.
"Third-class merit?"
The Demon Ancestor's eyes lit up.
The Astral World had a strict hierarchy. Although he had completed his service, he was only a low-class citizen. He had to spend money or obtain merit to be promoted.
If he caught the unidentified flying object that invaded the Astral World and obtained third-class merit, he could completely get rid of the low-class citizen and enter the middle-class citizen. This way, he would enjoy more rights!
Chase!
Swish — —
The Demon Ancestor flew rapidly and became a member of the hunting team.
Unfortunately.
The stream of light was too fast.
In a short period of time, it disappeared without a trace.
For the third-class merit, the Astral World warriors would not give up. They spread out and searched individually, trying to find the target in the primitive forest that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.
"Sigh."
The Demon Ancestor shook his head and said, "A little naive."
He was blinded by the third-class merit. Now that he thought about it carefully, the person who dared to enter the Astral World without permission was definitely powerful. He was injured and would not be a match even if he found the person.
Forget it.
It was better to recuperate.
Thinking of this, the Demon Ancestor chose to walk back in the forest to save more energy.
"Hmm?"
He had only taken a few steps when he heard a rustling sound. Instinctively, he turned his head to look and saw that there was a big thing made of steel hidden in the dense forest in front of him. On it was the number 66 that he had seen earlier.
Suddenly!
The Demon Ancestor stood there in a daze!
A cold sword was pressed against his neck from behind. A familiar and cold voice said, "Don't move."
The camera panned over.
Jun Changxiao was wearing a mecha suit and holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.
Jing knew that he was being punished to continue cleaning the toilets. He had decided to come personally to gather information.
"Bah!"
The system spat and scolded, "The host wants to activate the mecha. The Dawn Sky disintegrated on the runway. He was the one who did it secretly!"
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