Ancestor, Watch Over Me

The disciple of Shenquan Sect is here, come! "

There was a roar, and countless people around chased and intercepted.

When the mountain came out, a group of people ran away in panic, all covered in blood. From what they looked like, Wang Peng was the leader.

At the Scorpio Mansion that day, his clothes were neat and his face was majestic, but at this moment, he only had one arm left, and the other arm was obviously cut off by the enemy.

The group of younger brothers and sisters of Shenquan Sect behind him are all wounded, their breath is disordered, and their faces are full of fear.

Because the enemy behind is chasing again.

"Run away, there is an ancient forest ahead, let's go there." Wang Peng shouted anxiously, his face pale, and he raised his head and ate a spiritual pill.

Behind him, a group of disciples rushed forward, rushing towards the ancient forest.

The ancient forest was surrounded by white mist, and it was no longer visible from hundreds of meters away, and the divine consciousness was also suppressed. There was a gloomy wind inside, and it felt very cold.

Wang Peng and other disciples of Shenquan Sect shuddered, and their expressions changed slightly.

"Senior Brother Wang, this Gu Lin seems to be a little abnormal!" A junior sister said, and everyone else looked at Wang Peng.

At this time, there was a rush of wind and murderous shouts behind him.

Wang Peng's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "There is nowhere to escape, I can only go in!"

Then, he rushed into the ancient forest with a group of disciples of Shenquan Sect, and instantly disappeared into the white mist.

After a while, people's shadows came from all around and stopped outside the ancient forest.

The few leading people, one by one exuding holy light, with deep eyes and majestic aura, they are all saints.

Among them, there is Chen Tianhua, the son of Shenting.

He lives in the blood of a desolate god. After Zhandaoxing descended on the Scorpio star, he rebuilt with secret methods and felt the aura of the mountains and the earth. He quickly recovered his cultivation base, and once again improved his strength, becoming the strongest among a group of saints descending. one.

After receiving an order to punish the disciples of the **** boxing sect from the **** court, he led the disciples of the **** court to act immediately.

He shot so hard that Wang Peng's arm was cut off by him.

Looking at the dense forest in front of him, the mist was shrouded, and there was a gloomy aura that also suppressed the spiritual sense. He couldn't help but be vigilant. With a wave of his hand, a group of Shenting disciples behind him all stopped instantly and looked alert.

In the surroundings, Daomen and Buddhism, as well as a few ancient gods and saints who descended upon seeing this, also made the disciples behind them stop.

"Brother Chen, have you found anything abnormal?" Fang Yu, a Taoist Taoist priest, asked.

He is dressed in a Taoist robe and has a delicate face. He seems to be only in his early twenties, but he is already a saint, showing his talent.

His dao name is non-verbal, he never talks gibberish, and he does not tell others right and wrong behind his back. He is a very upright person in the sect.

At the same time, he is also very pedantic, stubborn, and even paranoid.

It is difficult for him to change when he recognizes something. This kind of personality has made him practice a very powerful Taoist skill, and even the good fortune skills that no one has practiced for thousands of years in the Taoist school have been practiced by him.

Therefore, he became one of the ten Daomen, his strength was very terrifying, and he was one of the masters of the descending saints who could fight against Chen Tianhua, the **** of the gods, who had the blood of the gods.

At this moment, he asked, Chen Tianhua didn't dare to neglect, so he replied: "This ancient forest seems to be a burial ground! I feel the breath of Yin Ling."

The Taoist Taoist Fang Yu heard the words, his eyes condensed, and he shot two divine lights, scanning the ancient forest.

As far as he could see, the white mist seemed to have been pushed aside by an invisible hand. This kind of weird Taoism made everyone around him slightly discolored.

However, Fang Yu didn't have any pride, the opposite expression became serious, because he saw a flash of gray shadow in the ancient forest.

"It's Yin Ling!"

A prince from the Heavenly Dragon God Dynasty said, his pupils flashed with golden light.

His name is Duan Longhao. He is tall, stubborn, and his muscles are shining with metallic luster. Standing there, there is a tyrannical aura permeating, and there is also a majestic atmosphere of the emperor, as if a dragon standing in the void.

The Heavenly Dragon God Dynasty is one of the ancient dynasties. Its background is comparable to that of the Shenting Taoist. It has part of the Heavenly Dragon bloodline and focuses on refining the body. The ancestral "Tianlong Emperor Jing" is a powerful force in the universe.

Chen Tianhua and Fang Yu couldn't see through his strength, because this person, like them, was a saint who had come and walked on his own way. They all restored the saint cultivation base, but Duan Longhao still did not restore the cultivation base, and was still at the peak of the flying sky.

However, the aura on his body made Chen Tianhua and Fang Yu and other saints who descended very jealous, with a strong sense of crisis.

Duan Longhao's pupils flickered with golden light, obviously he was running the secret pupil technique of the Heavenly Dragon God Dynasty.

"The Yin Ling is not terrible, it can be killed with a masculine spell, but this ancient spirit is full of Yin Qi, as Brother Chen said, it is a burial ground, I am afraid that a great Yin general has been born!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The yin general is no longer afraid of masculine spells, and can fly into the sky to escape, unpredictable and unpredictable.

"This place is vast. I don't know how many people have died to form this burial site. Although it is dangerous, there may be some ancient tombs, and most of them are hidden!"

Duan Longhao analyzed that his words have been recognized by many people.

Because in their previous experience, they also encountered a burial place and got good luck.

The Scorpio star has just recovered and is one of the twelve ancient gods. In the ancient times, great battles took place and the gods fell. Legend has it that there are ancient gods' good fortune here.

Therefore, it is called the land of coordinates, that is, the land of chance.

A group of them come here to experience, saying they are looking for their own way, but in fact they are looking for the inheritance and creation of the fallen gods, so as to touch the realm of gods and advance to the gods!

Chen Tianhua's eyes flashed, and turned back to the disciples of Shenting: "People who practice masculine exercises will follow me in, and the others will step back ten miles!"

"Yes!"

A group of disciples in Shenting retreated, but only ten remained.

On the other side, Fang Yu from Dao Sect and Duan Longhao from Heavenly Dragon God Dynasty also issued the same order.

In the surroundings, the Buddhist sons of Buddhism and the sage masters of several other forces also made similar decisions. Together, there are about five hundred people.

"Enter the ancient forest!"

Chen Tianhua said, take the first step.

Duan Longhao laughed loudly, stepping on Tianlong footwork, as if a golden dragon phantom appeared under his feet, instantly surpassing Chen Tianhua, and rushing into the ancient forest first.

The disciples of the Tianlong Shenchao behind him also followed up quickly.

Chen Tianhua smiled indifferently and walked in. Fang Yu, the Taoist Taoist priest, came to the end, his eyes very alert and careful.

Among the group of saints who descended, he was the youngest but the oldest, and the Dao Sect disciples behind him also followed him. They pinched Dao skills one by one, fully guarded.

The white mist roared, as if the wind was blowing, but the gloomy breath came to his face, and it was a ghost.

"boom!"

Duan Longhao shot, punched out the shadow of the dragon claw, and killed the yin spirit that came.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the surroundings, Chen Tianhua, Fang Yu, and several other masters were also taking action, killing the Yin Ling easily and heading straight to the depths of the ancient forest.

"Huh?! Someone died here!"

Fang Yu suddenly said that he was running pupil skills all the time and saw a corpse on a branch in the distance.

The crowd approached cautiously and looked at it and found that it was the body of a disciple of the Shenquan Sect. The blood was drained from the whole body, and the body was shriveled.

"Be alert, he was killed by the Yin General!"

Duan Longhao said, as soon as the voice fell, the body of the disciple of the Shenquan Sect on the tree branch suddenly violently rushed towards him.

His eyes were blood-red, full of bloodthirsty madness, and he was obviously possessed by Yin Ling.

At the same time, there were humming sounds around, and then, dense Yin Ling rushed over, among them, there was a "boom boom" vibration sound.

Fang Yu used his pupil technique to clean up the void and fog, suddenly revealing the distant situation.

Everyone couldn't help being astonished. They were all overcast generals tens of meters tall, wearing cold iron armor, carrying a giant axe in their hands, and rushing over frantically, filled with a fierce aura comparable to a saint.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is boundless, and the light is purified!"

The Buddha of Buddhism took the first shot.

His name is Six Precepts, and he is called the Six Precepts Buddha!

At this moment, he shot, the white jade-like palm was slightly lifted, and a palm was split out, and a golden "swastika" character flew out of the palm.

The "swastika" character zoomed in quickly, covering the sky and the sun, and the golden light was dazzling, pushing it horizontally to the front, annihilating the void rumblingly.

In the surroundings, Chen Tianhua and other saint-level masters also hurriedly shot, the targets were all major Yin generals.

The rest of the people all killed the ordinary Yin Ling.

Suddenly, the magical arts filled the sky, the Taoist arts flickered, and various other masculine spells swept across the square like a fire like the sun.

at the same time.

In the depths of the ancient forest.

Wang Peng and a group of Shenquan disciples fled desperately, and their faces were extremely frightened, because behind them, dozens of yin generals covered in gold armor were chasing after them, and the breath of these yin generals was better than fighting against Chen Tianhua and others. The Yin will be even more terrifying.

"Quickly, there is a big tomb in front of me, hey, there are still people there!"

Wang Peng had nowhere to escape. He was immediately surprised when he saw a large tomb in front of him, because several figures were hovering in front of the tomb, and at this moment, they seemed to have just opened the tomb and made a rumbling sound.

In front of the tomb.

Several silhouettes heard the movement in the distance behind them ~www.ltnovel.com~ and their colors changed in shock.

"What's going on? Is the news leaked? Does anyone know that this is the inheritance of Bulldozer King?!" A monk asked.

"Brother Tractor, stop the ink, and quickly open the last tomb door!" said a swarthy man, while digging the soil continuously. The hard ground was dug up like tofu in his hands.

"Brother excavator, you're really good, so hurry up!"

"Brother road roller, you die, the hole I just dug was crushed to death by you again!"

"Brother Harvester, what are you doing? Stop mow, cut the tombstone!"

"Brother fighter, please take action, stop the people behind, don't let them come near!"

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