Whatever you choose, this is something that Tianmu's ancestors dare not think about.

Even in Tianyuanjie, he is the most expensive ancestor, standing at the top of the world, but Tianyuanjie ranks at the bottom of the middle-class world after all. Without the protection of the strong, it is difficult to interact with these bigwigs.

The ancestor of Tianmu even participated in the one hundred thousand world battle only once, and he ended up hastily in the first stage and was defeated.

It's not just him, the four ancestors of the entire Tianyuan Realm want to improve the status of the Lower Tianyuan Realm, but there has been no chance.

But this time, only one Chen Ze walked out, which brought them even greater opportunities. Moreover, Chen Ze was originally from the Tianyuan Realm, and his existence was able to bring the Tianyuan Realm to the eyes of the world.

"Choose whatever you want, is it a saint or a true god?" Zheya was stunned.

"Why, don't you believe me? Big niece, this is a great gift from your uncle, don't kneel down and slap two?" Chen Ze laughed.

"Shut up! You are my uncle, isn't it normal to take care of the younger generation?"

Chen Ze was speechless after hearing this, "Yes, you have learned all the shameless skills for Uncle Wei."

"You also know that you are shameless." Zheya smiled.

The ancestor of Tianmu was very pleased, and said with a smile: "I regret it, I should bring two more children out. Yu Xiangyuan and Zhao Anchu are all fine."

"Forget it, even if you bring them out, it's useless. The saints don't accept their disciples for their own sake. I can get a position even if you bring them here."

Chen Ze didn't want his face to run out all at once. And his relationship with the saints is not as good as he imagined. It can be said that he has such confidence now, entirely because he has to cover for the disciples of the two saints in the next 100,000 world war.

It just so happens that these two disciples are related to the four big brothers. As for Saint Foxheart, he completely said it and made up the number. Hu'ershan would only train the children of the Tianhu clan, Zheya had no chance at all.

Being able to make Zheya apprentice to a saint or a true **** smoothly, Chen Ze can be regarded as repaying Zhexing's kindness. After all, when he was in the Yuan Palace, Zhe Xing tried his best to protect himself even though he didn't know the truth.

"So where do we go next?" Tianmu Patriarch asked.

Chen Ze's eyes turned cold: "Of course he's going to take revenge. That guy should still be waiting for news at the inn. The murderer, Ren Heng kills him. Now we have provoked such a person. Even if we don't make trouble now, he will know in the future. Later, I will turn to Zhan Ya.”

After saying that, Chen Ze took the two back to the inn. Seeing that the two people guarding the door of the private room had not changed, the corner of Chen Ze's mouth curved.

He brought the two up directly, and the two gatekeepers immediately stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"I have something to do, I have to talk to the people inside." Chen Ze said.

"What are you, you dare to disturb my son, courting death!" said one of his subordinates.

"Well, there is indeed one who is courting death here, for example, a woman."

Chen Ze said and threw the woman's head out, which is why he deliberately only broke the other party's body into pieces instead of bursting into blood mist.

"It's Sister Hua! You are so brave!"

The subordinates started directly, Chen Ze pointed out, and the blade of the power of order rolled wildly, and the heads of the two flew directly.

Immediately, Chen Ze's consciousness ran over and crushed the two's consciousness.

Boom!

The door was kicked open by Chen Ze, and the man sitting inside knew that there was a conflict outside, but he didn't expect his two subordinates to die so quickly.

"Interesting, who are you? You dare to provoke this son." The man said.

Chen Ze tilted his head to look at him, "You're not a good thing, I have nothing to provoke. Or, are you higher than Nangong Lengyan?"

Nangong Lengyan is a disciple of a saint and a grandson of a true god. There is really no one in the ring of time and space that can be more noble than him.

But even so, Chen Ze still killed it.

I was shocked to hear Chen Ze say this, "Are you Chen Ze? No, aren't you in Jinhua Xiancheng?"

Chen Ze smiled. It seemed that he had already attracted everyone's attention after beheading Nangong Lengyan, and he was always followed wherever he was.

It's just that this time he was chasing Zihu'er too fast, so everyone didn't expect him to come here suddenly.

"Accidental?" Chen Ze said with a smile.

"Chen Ze, is there any misunderstanding between us?" He panicked.

Chen Ze said: "No, we have no misunderstanding."

"Then you are..."

"No misunderstanding, but we really have hatred." Chen Ze said calmly, "Do you know who they are?"

This person has never seen the ancestor of Tianmu at all, and of course he does not know: "Who are they?"

"They were besieged and killed by you before. If I hadn't met them, they would be dead now." Chen Ze said.

The man said: "But they are not dead, and I don't know they have anything to do with you."

"But I know someone like you will never swallow this breath. So, you have to die. Otherwise, my little niece won't be able to sleep."

"Chen Ze, do you really want to do this?" He was a little desperate.

"Aren't you used to doing this kind of thing?" Chen Ze said with a smile: "So, you should die."

Immediately, Chen Ze's eyes burst into a strange light. This man wanted to struggle, but was ruthlessly crushed by Chen Ze.

Under the infusion of the power of order, he has no chance of winning.

People were dead and fell to the ground, with no chance of escape.

The two people in the back raised their eyebrows and feet, feeling that although the matter was not beyond their imagination, it was beyond their imagination.

"Okay, let's go. If I guessed correctly, his identity is not a saint's disciple and he should be related to the saint. Otherwise, it is impossible to have so many followers of the sky, and if the saint really follows, it will be troublesome."

Chen Ze took the two to leave quickly, and soon a figure slowly condensed, and the body was completely hidden in a cloud of mist.

If Chen Zeruo stayed here, he would definitely be shocked, because this person turned out to be a true god!

After leaving the inn, Chen Ze took them to another place and completely concealed their breath. It's just that he didn't know that he had been discovered.

"I still have some things to do here, the ancestor and the little niece will stay for a few more days." Chen Ze said.

"I don't have to." Tianmu Patriarch said: "Zheya can follow you, I have to go back to Tianyuan Realm. We have been away for more than ten years, and I don't know what's going on at home."

Chen Ze nodded: "Ancestor must be more careful when he goes back. The prehistoric world is too chaotic at this time, and any one person may be an existence that we can't afford to offend."

"I know it in my heart. After all, I also participated in a battle of one hundred thousand worlds." The ancestor of Tianmu chuckled, and then got up lightly.

Zhe Ya was a little reluctant to see the ancestor of Tianmu leave, after all, she has followed this ancestor for more than ten years, and she has feelings after seeing each other every day.

"Reluctant?" Chen Ze said with a smile: "Then cultivate well, the ancestor's expectation is that you can sit in the Tianyuan world and bless the Tianmu Temple."

"I know."

Zheya said, "Chen Ze, will you also bless the Tianmu Temple?"

"Tianmudian? Maybe." Chen Ze said: "I never want to bless some forces, but people. In my opinion, forces are just a collection of interests, and only people are the foundation that deserves my shot."