"Everyone, I am already grateful to you for being able to plead for me. However, my old bones won't last long. Let me leave and find a place where no one can live, so I'll die alone. Wow..." Huang Moyun said, tears streaming down, looking like a lonely and sad old man, helpless.

"Head of the Huang family, you can't leave. Everyone still hopes that you will live for thousands of years."

"So, ancestor, I'll kneel down for you. Please don't let the head of the Huang family leave."

"Please give me another chance!"

These disciples and elders knelt down to the ancestor Qiankun.

The ancestor Qiankun's eyelids were twitching, and he felt more and more bad. If this continues, wouldn't the entire Qiankun God Pavilion be turned upside down by the Demon Cloud?

However, Huang Moyun’s methods are too powerful. Now that you can just move him casually, it will probably affect your morale and people’s hearts.

Even this time, they have a layer of uncertain factors that will make them challenge the battlefield of all races.

This is not what the ancestor Qiankun wants to see.

You should know that the challenge of the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races brings together the top forces and strong people in the Holy Ancient Realm. It not only challenges the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, but also a competition to determine the strength of the power and score a point!

Their Qiankun God Pavilion cannot lose the big picture because of the small, and after the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races is overwhelmed by other forces. Even if they cannot compare, they cannot fall behind too much.

"Okay, Master Huang, please stay. I don't mean to drive you away." The ancestor Qiankun took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

Over the years, the first time in the memory of the ancestor Qiankun has spoken like this!

"Thank you, Master Huang, look, the ancestor didn't drive you away."

"Yes, head of the Huang family, we can also participate in the battlefield challenge of the Ten Thousand Races together this time."

"Since we are colleagues, don't be angry."

These disciples and elders hurriedly grabbed Huang Moyun and comforted him, fearing that he would leave.

Huang Moyun burst into tears: "Okay, since the ancestor has spoken, I won't leave. By the way, you disciples, leave with me together. I am here and feel some rare treasures. Why not collect them together."

After saying that, Huang Moyun looked at the ancestor Qiankun again and said respectfully: "Ancestor, I will take a few disciples to collect spiritual treasures and improve them. You won't be surprised, right? Moreover, I also want to collect some spiritual treasures and respect you!"

"Are you getting more and more aggressive now?" Qiankun's ancestor's eyes narrowed. He had intuition. What tricks did Huang Moyun want to play, but he felt that Huang Moyun should not be so bold. He told him that he would still play tricks under his nose!

"Ancestor, I am wronged. Where did I get more and more frustrated?" Huang Moyun shouted for injustice, but he sneered in his heart. Now the ancestor Qiankun is a sensible person, but no matter how clearly he can see, he can't do it smoothly enough.

Sure enough, these disciples also hurriedly said, "Old Ancestor, I think there is no problem with the head of the Huang family."

"That's right, I'll take us to collect spiritual treasures, and I'm so dedicated to you. I want to respect you."

"Why did you say that the head of the Huang family is really a little unfair?"

"Okay, whatever you want!" The ancestor Qiankun shook his sleeves and his heart was filled with anger.

His mood was really messy!

These disciples have spent so much time in educating him, but they are so ignorant of the people, and they have become a group of mobs!

"This, why don't you go?" These disciples were a little angry when they saw that the ancestor Qiankun was a little angry and couldn't help but shrink their heads.

"Don't be afraid, the ancestor just has an opinion on me, but he didn't get angry with you. Also, spiritual treasures must not be missed. This is the best way to increase strength. Don't you want to show off in the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races? Even if only a few people can enter, when you arrive at the scene, you are strong and have a bright face in front of other gods?" Huang Moyun said to several disciples in a low voice.

"What the head of the Huang family said makes sense, so we naturally want to show it, show it, and make the face shine." These disciples nodded repeatedly.

"That's right. Everyone has light on their faces, and the God Pavilion has light. The ancestor's faces naturally have light on them. Do you think he will blame us?" Huang Moyun's tricks are naturally one by one. For some disciples who are not well-versed in the world, it is a fool and accurate one.

The next moment, these disciples also firmly thought: "So, it is a good thing for us to collect spiritual treasures with the head of the Huang family."

"Let's go, we'll go back, and it won't take long!" Huang Moyun took the lead, and the other disciples agreed silently.

Immediately, the seven disciples followed Huang Moyun and jumped down from their flying mounts to collect spiritual treasures.

In less than an hour, Huang Moyun and others came back.

But the only people who came back were Huang Moyun and two disciples!

"The head of the Huang family, there are five disciples?" Qiankun's ancestor suddenly lost his appearance. Has he been killed again?

"Old ancestor, those five disciples have taken the initiative to practice in my Black Demon Tower!" Huang Moyun pointed to the Black Demon Tower in his hand and said lightly.

"Fart!" Qiankun Ancestor shouted in a low voice: "Your black demon tower is clearly a monster that eats people and does not spit bones!"

After a little feeling, the ancestor Qiankun discovered that the Black Demon Tower had become a little stronger, and immediately understood what method did Huang Moyun use to harm his disciples!

It is to swallow those disciples directly and become the power of his Black Demon Tower. Otherwise, there would be no such quick way to improve in such a short period of time.

But I didn’t expect that Huang Moyun was really so bold. He played tricks under his nose and was so high-sounding that he said he was to improve his disciples’ cultivation!

"Old ancestor, if you don't believe it, ask the two disciples." Huang Moyun was not fair and unpretentious. He never forced these disciples to enter. He took the initiative to enter the Black Demon Tower under his deception. How could he have left a handle?

Needless to ask, the remaining two disciples who came back took the initiative to say, "Old ancestor, it's true. They voluntarily entered. We can all testify to this. Moreover, the head of the Huang family promised that they could get promoted if they entered the Black Demon Tower!"

"Or, you can demonstrate to the ancestor how to get in." Huang Moyun pointed to the Black Demon Tower, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"Yes, let's demonstrate, and the ancestor will believe it. The other five disciples really took the initiative to enter." The two disciples said, and were about to enter the Black Demon Tower.

"Enough!" Qiankun's ancestor's face was extremely purple, and he shouted: "Wild Demon Cloud, come here!"

He grabbed the void and pulled it hard, and Huang Moyun was pulled directly in front of him. In the hands of the ancestor, Huang Moyun was pinched and lifted into the air.

"Old ancestor, what are you doing?" Huang Moyun was almost suffocated by pinching, but he was not surprised by the situation.

In the entire Qiankun God Pavilion, except for this ancestor, Huang Moyun is almost no longer afraid of anyone!

"You'd better know where my bottom line is." The ancestor Qiankun's eyes were sharp and he had never been so angry.

Huang Moyun smiled, and used the sounds that two people could hear, and said in a voice from the air: "Old ancestor, haven't you seen it yet, I am challenging your bottom line?"

"Are you looking for death?" Qiankun's ancestor exerted force in his hand.

Huang Moyun's neck was directly deformed, and his face was painful, but he still sneered: "Ancestor, I'm looking for death, but if I die, these disciples and elders will be sad. If they are in a bad mood, it will affect the performance of the battlefield of all races and even create a barrier for you. You must know that I am the most important person in their minds now, and even under my influence, they will do something that is unfavorable to you."

His scheming methods had already penetrated the Qiankun Divine Pavilion. When the Qiankun Ancestor found out that something was wrong, the entire Shen Pavilion had already fallen into the trap!

To put it directly, even if he uses the Black Demon Tower to absorb these disciples openly, these brainwashed disciples will be grateful to him.

"It is undeniable that you are truly a hero of a generation, but do you think that threatening me like this will destroy our God Pavilion?" Qiankun ancestor snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!