However, he was not very happy that Fang Qing had won the title of Supreme Being, and instead felt that the road ahead was increasingly difficult.

On the way to the depths of the God-Worship Sect, Fang Qing put away his awkward mood and began to think about the way to go next.

"Qing'er, there is something you need to decide." After a dozen breaths, Fang Qing saw Lin Xingdao and others, and Lin Xingdao said.

"Ancestor, please speak frankly." Fang Qing said.

"Grandmaster Feng of Danzong wants to see you."

Lin Xingdao actually said such a sentence. Looking at the expressions of other living fossils, there was nothing strange about them. Instead, they showed a hint of respect.

Fang Qing's eyes lit up. He knew a lot of information about the Alchemy Sect, and among them was Feng Jicai, a top-level alchemist on the holy level.

Because he is the only high-grade holy-level alchemist in Fengyun World today. It is said that his alchemy level is no less than that of Lian Qianqiu back then.

Not only that, according to the information obtained by Fang Qing, Feng Jicai's behavior is incompatible with many alchemists in the Dan Sect. This is a true alchemist who is obsessed with the way of alchemy and benefits the people of Fengyun Realm!

"Ancestor, where is Grandmaster Feng now?"

Fang Qing asked Lin Xingdao. In his memory, Feng Jicai was not among the monks from the three major sects who were subdued and suppressed.

"Alas, Grandmaster Feng is upright and unwilling to be enslaved by false gods. When the Dan Sect rebelled, he spilled his blood on the Void Stone and sealed himself in a small world. Now he is at the gate of the Shen Worship Sect's treasure house, his life hangs by a thread, and he is on his deathbed.

I want to see you."

Lin Xingdao sighed endlessly and told the story about Feng Jicai. Many living fossils, old monsters and other masters sighed at the same time, their faces looking quite ugly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Xingdao and others took Fang Qing to the treasure house of the Shen Worship Sect. In an instant, Fang Qing's pupils shrank and he looked at the stone door of the treasure house. A fist-sized stone full of cracks was embedded in the stone door.

Above, there is still a faint light, which is the legendary Void Stone.

"This is the small world of the Alchemy Sect. Grandmaster Feng is upright and would rather die than bow to the false gods. With the help of the original power of the Void Stone, he wanted to break the seal of the King Realm master, but unfortunately he failed." Lin Xingdao said.

Buzz!

Fang Qing snorted coldly, and activated the Glazed Immortal Sutra. He raised one hand, and the extremely bright glazed light burst out. He mobilized all his physical strength, and with his strength restrained to the extreme, Xuanxu Palm reappeared, and instantly hit the stone door, breaking through Zhao Qingqu.

The power of sealing.

boom!

Countless gravels were scattered, and Fang Qing raised his palms upward to catch the fist-sized Void Stone. He concentrated on sensing it and was extremely surprised.

But in terms of grade, this Void Stone is very important, not inferior to the top-grade Void Stone he got back then. However, Fang Qing's face is not good-looking, because the power of the Void Stone has been consumed by 90%, and it may happen at any time.

Shattered.

Buzz!

The spiritual power surged, and Fang Qing's eyebrows shot out a silvery white light, covering the Void Stone. Then, his body disappeared instantly and entered the Void Stone. At this moment, the Void Stone was suspended in mid-air, emitting a faint light.

At this moment, many living fossils looked at the void stone, and an inexplicable light appeared in the depths of their eyes, which was extremely concealed.

Lin Xingdao moved and came to the Void Stone. In a flash of light, a broken armor appeared on his body, surrounded by wisps of electric arcs, exuding a terrifying thunder-attribute aura. This is what the Lin family has inherited to this day.

Thunder Emperor Armor.

"The legendary Thunder Emperor Armor! Brother Lin doesn't have to be like this, right?" Demon Fengcheng, the living fossil of the demon clan, looked at Lin Xingdao and said the name of the Thunder Emperor Armor.

"It seems that Brother Lin doesn't trust me."

Guixu, a living fossil of the Sea Clan, also spoke. He is a pillar of the Dragon Blood Turtle lineage who stands firm in the world of wind and cloud. His strength is extremely terrifying.

"Does Brother Lin think that we will be detrimental to Fengyun Supreme?"

Jin Chengzhi of the Demon Clan stared at Lin Xingdao, his eyes glowed with golden light, and there was a faint roar of the Peng in his body. This was the strongest master of the Poxu Golden Peng lineage. The Jiao Desolation could not come out, so he was regarded as the number one in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range.

Three leaders of the three major ethnic groups stood up one after another to question Lin Xingdao. Regardless of their seniority or strength, they were no weaker than Lin Xingdao.

"The three Tao brothers have misunderstood. The world has changed, and the situation in Fengyun Realm is chaotic. As Fang Qing's elder, Lin should protect him at this time. Please understand." Lin Xingdao remained unmoved, and the Thunder Emperor's armor remained unchanged.

It exudes an extremely terrifying aura, shocking everyone in the world.

It has to be said that Lin Xingdao, with the help of the Wind and Thunder Purple Gold Fruit, in the current world of wind and cloud, except for Fang Qing, he is comparable to any of the nine great saints of the year. He is qualified to dominate the world and has no fear of the three great saints.

Many living fossils of the ethnic group.

"Three of you, from my ancestor's point of view, Fellow Daoist Lin has no ulterior motives in doing this. We will still act in accordance with Fengyun Supreme's arrangements and send the monks from the three major sects to Shice Mountain as soon as possible."

Jiao Huangwu looked around and said this: Fang Qing was not here, so he took the lead and did something for Fang Qing.

As soon as these words came out, many old monsters from the four major ethnic groups looked sideways and remained silent. They were joking, are these the only monks in the Shen Worshiping Sect?

Not to mention anything else, take the treasure house in front of you as an example. It is the sum of the treasures of the three major sects for hundreds of thousands of years. It can be said to be the number one treasure house in Fengyun Realm. The materials in it are earth-shattering. They are more than what they had in their previous battles with the underworld creatures and alien creatures.

The many broken magic weapons captured are even more important.

Otherwise, the king-level master would not set up a seal. The only reason is that this treasure house is very important to that kind of master.

Um?

Jiao Huangwu's face darkened, Fang Qing's first order after becoming Fengyun Supreme, these people dared to ignore it, this was a big taboo for Jiao Huangwu, who had great respect for Fang Qing and was extremely loyal.

"Didn't you hear what the ancestor said?"

Jiao Huangwu looked at the old monsters from the four major ethnic groups. The sword light flashed in his eyes, and the terrifying sword intention was looming. As the oldest old monster in Fengyun Realm, Jiao Huangwu was qualified to speak like this.

"Senior Huangwu, the matter of worshiping the Shen Sect has not yet been settled. The matter of escorting the monks from the three major sects can be left to the younger generations. Let's discuss how to distribute the spoils."

Jin Chengzhi spoke calmly. He was not afraid of Jiao Huangwu's majesty. He was also a peak saint. He had his own ambitions to reach heaven and could not obey Jiao Huangwu's arrangements.

"Jin Chengzhi, you alone dare to distribute the spoils? Also, in these years when the ancestor was absent, you privately called yourself the Demon Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range. Don't you know that the ancestor is here?"

Jiao Huangwu's face was gloomy, and he scolded Jin Chengzhi directly, saying a saying only circulated among the peak saints, that Jin Chengzhi intended to unify the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range and call himself the Demon Lord.

"Senior Huangwu thinks Chengzhi is not qualified to be the Demon Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains? Does he think that the Poxu Jinpeng clan does not have the power to unify the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains?"

Jin Chengzhi stood with his hands behind his back, facing off tit-for-tat with Jiao Huangwu, always ready to prove his disagreement. This also showed from the side how terrifying the status of the Poxu Jinpeng clan in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range was.

Zheng!

Jiao Huangwu's eyes narrowed, and the sword energy on his body was released half a meter away. A terrifying murderous aura swept through the entire Shen Worshiping Sect, which was breathtaking.

At this moment, Mo Fengcheng of the Demon Clan smiled and said: "The Demon Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains? This is interesting. Now that the world is stable, the four major ethnic groups really need to elect a leader to lead the ethnic groups to move forward. I support Cheng Zhidao

Brother’s idea.”

"What the Demon Lord said also means what we, the Earth Demon lineage, mean."

Mo Cuntian, who belongs to the Demon Clan and the Earth Demon lineage, echoed that he is not stupid and has already heard what Mo Fengcheng meant. Mo Fengcheng intends to be the master of the demon clan. Instead of being suppressed and surrendered by Mo Fengcheng, it is better to go with the flow and make it happen.

Got him.

Zheng!

Jiao Huangwu suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Fengcheng, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised. Mo Fengcheng was also not afraid of Jiao Huangwu and nodded to Jiao Huangwu with quite thoughtful etiquette.

Buzz!

At the same time, Mo Shangyi, another master of the demon clan's lineage, released his demonic aura and kept agitating, staring at Mo Cuntian with a very ugly look on his face.

He did not expect that Mo Cuntian, the top master of the Earth Demon lineage, would actually choose to support Mo Fengcheng and become the Demon Lord at this time, which caught him off guard.

On the Hai Clan side, Guixu nodded: "Since the departure of the nine great saints, the four major ethnic groups have been leaderless for so many years. Civil wars and foreign wars have occurred from time to time, all because there are no leaders to restrain them. This is very important to the hundreds of millions of monks in the cultivation world.

It’s not a good thing.”

"Senior Guixu is highly respected and favored by the Sea God. His strength is unparalleled in the endless sea. Everyone in the Sea Clan admires him. Lan Xiaotian wishes to recommend Senior Guixu as the Lord of the Sea Clan."

In the Endless Sea, Lan Xiaotian of the Blue Whale lineage spoke up. At the same time, Gui Wuming beside him spoke up and agreed, willing to recommend Gui Xu as the Lord of the Endless Sea.

"Ancestor, I understand! What a Jin Chengzhi, you actually win over the demon clan, and the sea clan builds momentum for you. It turns out that you have a plan for a long time."

"On the surface, you want to be the masters of your respective ethnic groups, but in fact, you don't want to obey the orders of Fengyun Supreme. The ancestor is right, right?"

Seeing this scene, Jiao Huangwu understood in an instant that these people had elected the leaders of their respective ethnic groups as if they were cutting through the mess. In fact, they had other plans and did not want to surrender to the power of the Supreme Lord Fang Qing.

On the human side, many living fossil figures looked on with cold eyes. They had already understood it, but Jiao Huangwu was distracted by Jin Chengzhi's ambition and did not understand it for a while.

Feng Ling and others sneered in their hearts: It's a boring game and a feeble act of resistance. What can you do even if you become the masters of your respective ethnic groups? Under the shock of Fang Qing's peerless force, who can do whatever he wants like before?

But Fang Qing, after entering the void stone fragments, what he saw in front of him shocked him and he focused on it.

This is a small world with a radius of about twenty miles, which is pretty good. It is exactly the small world of the magical medicine in the legend of Fengyun Realm Alchemy Sect.

Upon entering the eyes, the small world of the magical medicine is full of exotic flowers and plants. From time to time, a mysterious light lights up from the southwest corner, accompanied by the supreme aura, filling the entire small world of the magical medicine.

But what really moved Fang Qing was that the sky above the small world of the magical medicine was filled with large criss-crossing cracks in the void. It was a sign that the small world of the magical medicine was about to be destroyed, and it was extremely terrifying.

"Little fellow Taoist, please come this way."

Before Fang Qing could make a move, an old voice sounded, coming from the mysterious light in the southwest corner. Fang Qing nodded, stepped forward, and headed towards the southwest corner.

His pace was not fast, and he kept observing this small world of magical medicine along the way, showing strange expressions from time to time, and more often frowning.

After more than a dozen breaths, Fang Qing saw a white-haired old man. The old man had his eyes closed, and his body exuded the aura of the ninth-level Saint Realm. However, his life origin was seriously lacking, and he was not as good as the ninth-level outsiders.

Mid-day master.

At this moment, the old man was sitting cross-legged in front of a stone wall about ten feet in size that was constantly emitting mysterious light. Not far from him, there was an extremely simple alchemy furnace, with fire still flickering under the furnace. This man was

The most famous alchemist in the Alchemy Sect and even the Fengyun world - Feng Jicai.

"Junior Fang Qing has met Grandmaster Feng!"
To be continued...