Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

The Blood Soul Daoist Master, the Sky Flame Daoist Master and the other eight ancestors of the God Clan looked at each other. At the moment their eyes met, it seemed as if countless complicated thoughts were intertwined in each other's eyes. They all saw a trace of hesitation and struggle in each other's deep eyes.

With the powerful suppression of the will of the Great Dao, Yang Jian no longer posed much of a threat to them.

With the powerful strength of the twelve gods combined, it is not difficult to capture the six ancestors of the human race.

However, doing so would be tantamount to openly slapping Xuanmen in the face, and would inevitably completely offend Xuanmen.

Once they are targeted by Xuanmen, unless they are willing to hide in the ancient chaos for the rest of their lives, otherwise, if they are not careful, all of them, including their ancestors, will face the danger of death.

Not to mention the mysterious and powerful second and first generation disciples of Xuanmen, just the Yang Jian, the master of the thirty-six paths, is definitely not their match.

But if they leave the Chaos Sea, without the rich resources therein as support, with only the few resources they have in the Ancient Chaos, they can only maintain the status quo at best. It is almost impossible to make further progress.

They had no way of obtaining the extremely precious purple energy of the Great Dao, which was the foundation of the Great Dao.

at this time......

"Old Yuanxu, you think that you can protect your race by taking advantage of a thirty-six Dao master. How ridiculous! I, Guyou Hundun, will not tolerate his presumptuous behavior! Today, none of you can escape!"

Taoist Taixu sneered, like a sharp ice thorn, echoing mercilessly in the chaos, and every note seemed to carry a biting chill.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the Taixu Diagram burst into brilliant divine light again, like a galaxy flowing back, and continued to suppress Yuanxu Saint Ancestor and the others.

Almost at the same time, the seventeen Dao Lords of the four major divine clans, Taixu, Shenxu, Lingxu and Youxu, also took action.

The ignorant are fearless. The Taoist masters of the four great divine clans, such as Taoist master Taixu, who are not clear about the ins and outs of Xuanmen, are not very afraid of Yang Jian, the Taoist master of thirty-six Taoisms.

Although the thirty-six Dao masters are powerful, their four major virtual clans are not without support.

What's more, this old man Yuanxu has... No matter what, we can't let them leave the ancient chaos like this.

Otherwise, the four tribes would be in big trouble.

"not good......"

Saint Yuanxu and the other six saints all looked unhappy. Their hearts, which had just been relieved for a while, rose to their throats again, as if they were being grabbed by an invisible big hand.

Although only the Taixu clan and other four major clans took action this time, this force was not something they could contend with.

As for the Lord Yang Jian of Xuanmen, he was so weak under the strong suppression of the will of the Great Dao at this time that he was much weaker than him, the master of the twenty-one Daos, and could not give them much help.

Fortunately, Senior Yang Jian had already broken most of the divine prohibitions set by the twelve divine tribes in the surrounding area in just a short while, leaving only a few. If they were determined to leave, there was still some hope that they could fight their way out of the encirclement and escape.

"It's come to this, let's take action."

The spiritual consciousness of Taoist Master Blood Soul, Taoist Master Sky Flame and the eight ancestors of the gods fluctuated violently, and they quickly reached a consensus.

The Taixu Divine Clan has already taken action. Today, the human race is basically doomed. At least most of the six holy ancestors must be left alive.

Even if they don't take action, there is a high probability that Xuanmen will hold a grudge against them.

Moreover, they already had a big grudge with Xuanmen. Even if they chose to stop now, Xuanmen might not let them go easily.

Of course, there is another key point, which is the vast resources that the human race possesses. At this time, if they just sit on the sidelines and watch, at most they can just follow the Taixu Gods and eat some leftovers, but they will never get the big share.

Especially the six great purple auras on the body of the Sixth Patriarch of the Human Race, which were what they urgently needed.

The Purple Qi of the Great Dao, as the origin of the Great Dao, did not completely disappear after being comprehended and integrated. Once the Dao Master died, the Purple Qi of the Great Dao that he had integrated could be stripped out.

In the Chaos Sea, there is endless fighting among the Dao Masters. One of the main reasons is to fight for the purple energy of the Dao in their bodies.

"Old Yuanxu, come and die for me!"

"Moon Flame Sky Wheel, go!"

"Golden Bowl of Heaven and Earth, suppress!"

......

The roars of demons resounded throughout the chaos. The sound was deafening, as if it was going to tear the entire chaos apart. The surrounding space collapsed and annihilated, turning into a chaotic void.

"It's over!"

The expressions of the six great saints, including Saint Yuanxu, changed drastically again. A deep panic and despair spread rapidly in their hearts like a plague, devouring their hearts.

Just the eighteen Dao Lords of the four major clans, including Dao Lord Taixu, might have one or two chances of breaking through the encirclement and escaping from the ancient chaos.

But now, let alone two layers, even a little hope seems so slim.

If he had known this earlier, he should not have thought of saving those two life-saving magical powers in the hope of leaving two life-saving trump cards for their human race.

At the very beginning, you should have used all your trump cards without reservation to break the four-way ban as quickly as possible and lead your people out of the ancient chaos.

Now, the will of the Great Dao has completely descended. Even if Qiong Gao uses his remaining two life-saving magical powers, he is unable to change this desperate situation.

"No matter what, the heritage of our human race must not be destroyed here." Saint Yuanxu's heart sank. Today, it was unlikely that these old guys would get away alive. Old Taixu would never let the six of them leave alive.

"Qiong Gao, don't worry about us. Leave the Ancient Chaos as soon as possible and head to the Taimeng Chaos. The heritage of our human race must not be destroyed by our hands."

"Live well and pass on our ancient lineage for us."

The Yuanxu Saint Ancestor's consciousness moved, and he urgently sent a message to the Qionggao Saint Lord outside the broken seal. The voice was full of determination and resoluteness, as well as deep expectations for the future of the human race.

As he spoke, a look of determination and madness flashed in Saint Ancestor Yuanxu's eyes, like a burning immortal divine flame, revealing endless firmness, as if it could penetrate chaos and reach eternity.

"Ancestor..."

The eyes of Holy Lord Qionggao were moist, with tears welling up in his eye sockets. Those crystal tears seemed to reflect his inner grief and reluctance.

He looked deeply at Saint Ancestor Yuanxu and the other six saints, his eyes full of affection and attachment, as if he wanted to imprint their figures, demeanor and even every subtle expression deeply in the deepest part of his soul and remember them forever.

Then, he turned his gaze to Taoist Master Taixu and the other thirty-nine Taoist masters, his eyes bursting with endless anger and hatred. That rage seemed to be able to burn everything in front of him to ashes, causing the heaven and earth to change color.

"Old Taixu, and you too, just wait. One day, my human race will make you, the twelve gods, pay for your blood debt with blood."

With his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white, he swore in his heart. The oath was like a heavy mountain, weighing on his heart. Then, a divine light flashed from the body of the Holy Lord of the Sky, like a star exploding, illuminating the surrounding chaos.

The Chaos Sky Boat, which had shrunk to a size of a hundred feet, appeared under their feet, the boat emitting a mysterious light, as if waiting for its master to take control.

"Go! Leave now!"

The voice of the Holy Lord of the Sky was quick and resolute, without the slightest hesitation. His face was tense and his eyes were determined.

Time is running out, and now is not the time to be sentimental or reluctant to leave. Every moment you stay longer will be a waste of the good intentions of our ancestors.

at this time......

"boom......"

Under the suppression of the will of the Great Dao, Yang Jian's cultivation was directly suppressed to the lowest point. He was not much stronger than some of the Ten Dao Masters. It was as if he had triggered some mysterious mechanism.

In an instant, Yang Jian's aura was like billions of volcanoes erupting at the same time, rising wildly.

The divine light of the avenue that had originally dimmed in the surroundings suddenly shone brightly, and a terrifying aura swept out like a storm. Wherever it passed, the chaotic air avoided it.

Following the thirty-six avenues, another series of phantom avenues appeared above him, like a dazzling river in the sky, running through the chaos.

......

"Ah... he... he actually hid his true power. Hiss... fifty phantoms of the avenues... fifty-five phantoms of the avenues... sixty phantoms of the avenues... and they are still increasing. Gulu... he... could he be the legendary master of the hundred avenues?"

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