Chapter 3 Flicker Demon Ancestor Luo Hui

Xiantian good fortune jade disc, that is the supreme treasure that contains the profound meaning of Three Thousand Dao.

Originally owned by Pangu, it was broken into twenty-four pieces when the sky was opened, and it was missing.

It was only after the opening day was collected by Hongjun Daoist that the good fortune jade disc recorded three thousand Dao Heavenly Dao!

This thing is not comparable to Xiantian’s most treasured heaven and Qingyun.

The horror aura suddenly exploded, turning Chu Feng directly into the air for several miles.

Fortunately, there is systematic help, and there is no life threatening.

Chu Feng rubbed his chest, exhaled a stale breath, frowning.

“Hi, what are you doing so excited.”

“Although the good fortune jade disc records the Three Thousand Dao Principles, if it is sanctified, one Dharma and Wanfa can be used.”

“Still worrying about not comprehending the Three Thousand Avenue?”

“For others, good fortune jade butterfly is a top-notch treasure, but for Sage, it’s nothing.” Chu Feng looked at Hongjun Daoist with some contempt.

At any rate, he is also the number one Sage in the world, so how can he have such a bit of aura?

Hongjun Daoist realized that Own was embarrassed, he smiled, and said, “My friend, is it a good fortune jade dish?”

“Other treasures, can you?”

Now this Hongjun Daoist has more confidence in what Chu Feng said.

You know, Longhan’s Great Tribulation, that is something that even oneself can’t deduce.

A little Fanling can deduced so accurately, naturally, I can’t help it.

Moreover, the breath that just unintentionally revealed was simply not something a small Earth Immortals could bear.

Now that this person is safe and sound, he must be able to help.

Immediately, he also put away his thoughts of forbearing and plundering, and his expression was embarrassing.

Chu Feng said helplessly, pretending to be deep: “This is not the rule I set, this is the rule set above, and I can’t help it.”

Poke out a finger and gently pointed towards the sky.

Hongjun frowned and said differently: “The little friend said, but heaven…”

Seeing this, Chu Feng hurriedly interrupted, and said, “Unspeakable, unspeakable, unspeakable.”

“The secrets of this are all under your control.”

“But if you want to borrow Qingyun from the heavens, I’m afraid… it’s not my choice.”

Hongjun Daoist had long known that Chu Feng had a great help behind him, but he could guess how he could, but never thought that it was Heavenly Dao.

Although he is now the quasi-sage Realm, he does not dare to disobey the Panic God’s grace.

With a bite, Yin Fang took out the good fortune jade disc with a bite, and said with reluctance in his eyes, “These heavens Qingyun, I will change it!”

“But I hope the little friend can tell me, in this great famine, who can I help my friend?”

Damn, this old man is so willing!

In order to become holy, the good fortune jade butterfly has been replaced?

With a trace of greed in his eyes, he waved good fortune into the system space.

The terrifying power of the system directly obliterated the Divine Sense that Hongjun Daoist had left on top of the good fortune jade butterfly.

After receiving the good fortune jade butterfly, Chu Fengzai said leisurely: “In response to the demon ancestor Luo Hu, three people are needed. Throughout the great wilderness, the quasi-sage Realm powerhouse, only Yangmei ancestor, Qiankun ancestor The three ancestors of Yin & Yang are outstanding, and they should serve as helpers.”

“Hey…that, who, don’t you go?”

“Guajin hasn’t been given yet!”

A turquoise fan flew in the sky and fell into Chu Feng’s palm.

The long voice resounded through the clouds.

“I will meet Hongjun old friend, so I won’t stay here for long!”

“Also, my name is Tianhong Daoist.”

“What Tianhong Daoist, do you really think I don’t know?” Chu Feng muttered.

Fortunately, the ancestor Hongjun was away at this time, but he had never heard of this.

“Ding Dong, remind the host that the Devil Dao battle is about to start, please choose the host.”

“One: Help the ancestor Hongjun, get rid of the Zhuxian sword formation, and get Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

“Two: Help the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu, escape a catastrophe, and gain the favor of the Demon Ancestor.”

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Feng curled his lips slightly. Although Xiantian Spiritual Roots was not bad, I still chose to help the devil Zulu Luohu.

After all, that was the Zhuxian Sword Formation, his little Earth Immortals, I’m afraid he was killed by Sword Qi before he even entered the formation.

At the same time, Hongjun Daoist has already begun to contact Yang Mei ancestors.

At first, a few people were unwilling to get involved with this matter, but they were deceived by Hongjun’s Fudge Dafa that he learned in Chu Fengkou.

“Three, it’s a good thing to clean yourself up.”

“But the demon ancestor Luo Hui is killing the right way, and I don’t know how many bloody winds have been set off.”

“If he succeeds in his righteous path, we will probably find it hard to survive for several of our great abilities!”

“Zhu Xian Sword Formation must be quasi-saint and unbreakable. I hope the three fellow daoist will consider it for themselves and the creatures of the day and earth.”

“What’s more, if you can stop it, it will save these hundreds of millions of living beings, add supreme merit, and achieve the position of Sage, how difficult is it?”

Hongjun’s ancestor said with painstakingly consolation.

The three of them hesitated. After a long while, the ancestor Yang Mei said: “Why don’t I wait for a fellow daoist to convene a lot of fellow daoist, how about eradicating the demons together?”

“It’s so good!”

Several people separated and recruited countless great abilities.

The war can start.

At this time, Chu Feng was close to the Western world, on the Sumeru Mountain.

Waiting here for several years, this is the middle-aged man waiting for his face to be resolute, with endless black air covering him.



This person is very powerful and murderous, like a sea of ​​clouds, constantly boiling.

“Fellow daoist stay.” Chu Feng said suddenly.

Mozu Luohu frowned slightly, looked at Chu Feng in the void with a puzzled expression, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

In this wild world, there are really few who dare to let themselves stay.

This kid is interesting.

“Do you know who I am?”

“Yeah!” Chu Feng nodded pretentiously.

There was a grin on his face, and his heart was flustered.

Who knows if this demon ancestor Luo Hu will do it to himself?

Obviously, Chu Feng thinks too much. The Devil Zulu Luohu kills the right way. He needs the strong, not the Junior of Earth Immortals Realm.

Mozu Luohu smiled indifferently, and said: “Since you know who I am, dare to stop?”

Chu Feng was taken aback, subconsciously stepped back and raised his sword eyebrows slightly, pretending to be calm and said, “I know you are the demon ancestor Luo Hu, and I want to kill the predecessors in the right way.”

“However, this method is absolutely forbidden. If you are forced to do it, I am afraid that your death will disappear, and your life will be lost in the predicament.”

Demon Ancestor Luo Hui narrowed his eyes, with a icy smile on the corner of his mouth, coldly said: “This method is not possible? Fate?”

“You should know that I’m the Immortal Sword Formation, and the Sharp Spear is in my hand. In this predicament, can one person hurt me?”

“I would like to hear what you have to say, if you don’t give me an explanation, this seat will not be forgiven!”

Chu Feng shook his head and chuckled lightly, and muttered: “If one person can’t hurt you, what about the entire land? What about Heavenly Dao? Can’t it hurt you as well?”

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