My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

"That's quite unexpected."

"Nothing in the world is more unpredictable than this."

As the sound came, everyone turned to look.

Suddenly, I saw a colorful auspicious cloud in the starry sky, covering the sky.

The nebula swirled and instantly filled the starry sky, covering billions of miles.

Among these colorful clouds, a figure is walking towards them.

Wherever he went, colorful clouds spread and nebulae covered the place, as if it all belonged to his world.

Its existence itself even seems to overwhelm the laws of this world.

Wen Renjing was shocked: "It's the ancestor!"

Needless to say, the person who came was naturally the real leader of Shengtianmen, the Supreme Patriarch.

As for Zhong Qing, he raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

In his perception.

The aura of this old ancestor on the Shengtianmen stage has surprisingly surpassed the limit of secondary sublimation.

Although they are weaker than the seven spiritual envoys he subdued before, who are still wasting their spiritual seeds in the Time Pagoda.

But it is undoubtedly the realm of the third sublimation.

Didn’t we agree that you need to push the door to break through the third level of sublimation?

Are there any exceptions?

Prisoner on the starship.

Cang Xuanzi looked at the figure and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is it that old fellow Xingsheng Daoist... I see, he actually broke through..."

"Now it's interesting."

The young Taoist priest next to him, Mu Qingfeng, the Holy Son of Shengtian Sect, was stunned when he heard this.

"Why, do you know our family's Grand Ancestor?"

Cang Xuanzi smiled slightly: "I can't say I know him, but..."

"I can't believe he was able to achieve three sublimations without even having to push the door open... It's truly astonishing. How on earth did he do it?"

"What did you, Shengtianmen, obtain from the ruins of the Qionghua Holy Land?"

Mu Qingfeng curled his lips.

"You want to ask us this, and we also want to ask you this."

"Don't tell me that you, the Humanitarian Alliance, don't have three sublimations."

"If not, why did we fight the Shinto League for so many years?"

Cang Xuanzi smiled slightly: "That's another story. The method we use is quite special."

Mu Qingfeng snorted, "You're keeping me in suspense, aren't you? Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask. Who cares? That Zhong Qing is also above the third level of sublimation, right? If he fights with the ancestor later, won't it affect us?"

Cang Xuanzi smiled meaningfully: "Don't worry, I won't do that."

At this time, the ancestor of Shengtianmen, Xingsheng Taoist, had already come to Zhong Qing on the colorful nebula in the sky.

He was wearing a Taoist robe with a purple ribbon and a jade crown on his head. Although he had a head full of white hair, there was not a single wrinkle on his face, and he looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

"For millions of years, countless powerful individuals have coveted the Xu Burial Ground... no, the Holy Land Ruins."

"But this is the first time I've seen someone as powerful as you."

Taoist Xingsheng stood with his hands behind his back, his posture cold and proud.

"Although I don't know how you reached this level."

"But within the same realm, even the Spirit Envoy of the Shinto League may not be my opponent."

"So, I want to ask you, are you ready?"

The arrogance of Taoist Xingsheng is not without reason.

Although he had just broken through the third level of sublimation not long ago.

But the inheritance of the three ancient holy places of immortality is the true pinnacle achievement of immortal civilization.

Even if it is only a part of the harvest, it is enough to make him stand out among his peers in the current starry sky.

This is the confidence that comes from possessing the relics of the Holy Land of Qionghua.

The next moment, Zhong Qing's eyes moved and his thoughts surged.

An invisible force instantly enveloped Taoist Xingsheng.

The Taoist Xingsheng, who had been calm just now, suddenly changed his expression.

The next moment, Zhong Qing only felt that his true God domain was broken by an extremely powerful force of the original law.

As for the Taoist Xingsheng, he had already retreated hundreds of millions of miles away, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked over.

"Human Emperor Realm?"

Zhong Qing raised his eyebrows.

As expected, the fifth-level True God Realm is still not enough to directly suppress the strong ones who have sublimated three times or more.

Taoist Xingsheng said in a deep voice: "What is your relationship with that guy from the Tianming Society?"

Before Zhong Qing could answer, he shook his head: "Yes... If it is related to the destiny, there is no need to enter the ruins through my Shengtianmen."

"It seems that the inheritance of the Human Emperor Realm is also circulating in the outer space."

"No wonder you found yourself here. Perhaps the inheritance you received is incomplete, and you want to complete it in the Qionghua Holy Land?"

Zhong Qing just nodded, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes when he looked at him.

"Be prepared."

Xingsheng Taoist was slightly startled: "What preparations?"

The next moment, Zhong Qing took a step forward and shook his head.

"You're unlucky. You're a bit too strong."

These words immediately made Xingsheng Taoist a little confused.

How do the two sentences, strong strength and bad luck, form a causal relationship?

But he soon understood.

The True God's Realm can suppress opponents like Wen Renjing and others just now.

Zhong Qing doesn't need to do it himself, as he can control it with just one thought.

So they were all unharmed except for being controlled.

But what the True God's Realm cannot control... Zhong Qing has to roll up his sleeves and do it himself.

A great battle broke out in an instant... and ended in an instant.

After half a stick of incense.

On the deck of the starship.

The Taoist Star Saint who was so dignified and imposing just now.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the deck with a bruised face and half of his teeth broken, shouting incoherently.

"I surrender, I surrender! I... no, I admit defeat!"

"stop fighting!"

"I am willing to take you into the Qionghua Ruins!"

"Really, stop fighting!"

Next to him were Wen Renjing, the Great Elder, the Great Protector and others.

At this moment, they all closed their eyes silently, unable to bear to look.

At the same time, on the prisoner star ship, Cang Xuanzi patted the shoulder of Mu Qingfeng, who was already stunned.

"Look, let me tell you, it won't affect us."