"Senior, the Supreme Elder of Daluo Holy Land, I have been shutting down the death gate ten years ago, just to break through the illusory heavenly fairyland, knock on the immortal gate, and be able to ascend!"

Lin Xiaoyao endured the huge pressure and said word by word.

"That's a coincidence, but it doesn't matter. The so-called immortals will cut off their seven emotions and six desires. I observe the Daluo Holy Land, which is his desire. Then I will help him today."

Dongfang Yao said coldly.

This speech scared everyone in the audience to the point of sweat.

They are all elders of the Daluo Holy Land, and those with the lowest cultivation level are also in the Nascent Soul stage.

I have not been pressured like this for many years, but today I was scared by a boy and sweated heavily.

At this time, Mo Qianqian slowly walked in front of the two of them.

The huge mana was condensed on the Demon-Destroying God-Slaying Sword in his hand.

When he slashed forward, it was like a tiger coming out of a mountain and a golden dragon pouring it, rolling with countless spiritual energy, driving the general trend of the world.

Explode endless power.

Puff.

Puff.

With a sword, the two of them fell to the ground.

Before he died, he had already had incontinence, and a sour smell mixed with bloody smell spread around him.

But Mo Qianqian didn't even blink her eyes, and felt the pure power being sucked into her body.

Mo Qianqian simply sat there and began to practice.

The other elders shuddered when they saw the two men tragically dying.

A female is so cruel and ruthless, let alone this young man.

Although this person looks extremely young, he probably can be his ancestor.

"If you don't dislike me, please follow me to sit in this hall. We must find a way to invite you out."

Lin Xiaoyao showed a sense of panic on his face, but he suppressed it hard and said with his head down.

"Hahaha, this person's acting skills are quite good. The Supreme Elder he said has long gone. Now he can be so calm in the face of danger. He is also considered a talent."

Dongfang Yao thought to himself.

Since he entered the Daluo Holy Land, he has looked around the entire holy land with his spiritual consciousness.

Although there are taboos in this holy land to prevent spiritual consciousness from being observed, Dongfang Yao could not be stopped at all.

After looking around for a week, I did not find a person with unpredictable cultivation. However, the Supreme Ancestor of the Daluo Holy Land was rumored to have been in the holy land.

I have never seen him for many years.

Now it seems that it is probably already gone.

"The Lord of the Holy Lord is so enthusiastic. It is completely different from the rumors outside that you are cruel and ruthless. The rumors kill people, let's go."

Dongfang Yao said with a sarcastic look.

He knew that Lin Xiaoyao in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person, if his cultivation level was low.

I'm afraid I've been killed by Lin Xiaoyao thousands of times, so I still have the chance to speak calmly here.

"please."

Lin Xiaoyao also bent down and made a gesture of inviting him.

Gentle and put your position to the lowest point.

"Okay, let's see what this old thing sells in the gourd?"

Dongfang Yao turned into a ray of light and shadow, and rushed straight into the hall of the Holy Land.

Lin Xiaoyao also used all his strength to activate his magic power, but no matter what, he was a distance away from Dongfang Yao.

And Mo Qianqian no longer stopped and chose to return to her younger brother's cave.

She knew that what she would be able to participate in the next thing she would do.

I don't have that qualification yet.

In the main hall.

Dongfang Yao also entered the center of the hall without hesitation.

He looked calm and composed.

It seems like the owner of this holy land.

At this time, the master of the real Daluo Holy Land led a group of elders to stand in the hall.

Lin Xiaoyao had a little displeasure in his eyes.

But in the end, he dares not speak out.

Once the young man in front of him gets angry, the Holy Land of Daluo will be erased from Dongzhou.

Lin Xiaoyao cannot bear this responsibility.

At this time, he hurriedly took out a jade box from the ring, held the object over his head, and spoke.

"Senior, this thing is a 100,000-year-old spiritual fog flower. I should all be with you for you. Please accept it with a smile."

At this time, the elder next to him almost glared out when he saw it.

This thing is a top treasure in the Daluo Holy Land, so was it sent out so easily?

It is said that the former Holy Lord fought with powerful enemies from all sides for a whole hundred days for this ten thousand-year-old spiritual fog flower.

The battle was dark and the sky was dark, and finally the 100,000-year-old spiritual fog flower was taken over.

Orders shall not be used easily unless they are in danger of extermination.

This made the elders feel a little complaining, but they had no choice but to lower their heads and observe the situation that follows.

Dongfang Yao also had interest in his heart.

With a wave of his left hand, the jade box quickly came to his hand.

As soon as Dongfang Yao opened, a rich fragrance of medicine mixed with pure spiritual energy spread out in the hall.

"It's only been ten thousand years since I gave this thing to my family, but he didn't even eat it. This Daluo Holy Land is barely considered an education provider. Why is it so poor? It really embarrasses his colleagues."

Dongfang Yao said with some contempt in his heart.

But don’t let things come in vain.

It is also a good choice to take it back and feed the pigs and cows.

Lin Xiaoyao also felt heartache when he saw Dongfang Yao put Lingwu Flower in his bag. He originally planned to use this thing for his daughter.

Just gave it away.

This also made Lin Xiaoyao feel a little unwilling.

But if they are not sent to the Holy Land of Daluo, it is very likely that they will be destroyed today.

At that time, I will have the use of the soul-dissolving flowers of the hundred thousand-year-old spirit fog flowers.

At this time, Dongfang Yao also spoke lightly.

"As the saying goes, no reward is received without merit. Although this is what I deserve, just say anything you want."

After hearing this, Lin Xiaoyao said with a hint of joy on his face.

"How should I call senior?"

"I don't change my name, and I don't change my surname. My surname is Dongfang, and I have a single character."

Dongfang Yao skillfully raised his legs and said.

"Dongfang Yao, Dongfang Yao, this name."

Lin Xiaoyao frowned slightly and fell into reminiscence.

He seemed to have seen this name in some ancient book, but now he can't remember it.

"Dongfang Yao, the Demonic Patriarch Dongfang Yao, I didn't expect that I, Gu Yue Fangzheng, could actually see the Demonic Patriarch's daughter. I'm not worth dying, but I'm not worth dying."

Suddenly, an elder in a distraction stage in purple robe suddenly spoke after hearing this.

Just finished speaking.

The audience was silent, and everyone showed a look of horror.

Dongfang Yao, the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, is a great name that resounded throughout the spiritual world millions of years ago.

Especially in the later period of the Demonic Way.

You may not know who the strongest person in the spiritual world is, but you will definitely know Dongfang Yao.

It is said that this person is extremely cruel and ruthless, and he is moody and kills in an instant, with three heads and six arms and a hundred feet tall.

Dongfang Yao was angry and buried a million corpses, and blood flowed into a river. He dared to change the sky and the earth.

But I never thought that the real Dongfang Yao would be like a Confucian scholar, without a trace of murderous aura on his body.

It looks like an ordinary person.

And millions of years have passed, Dongfang Yao can still survive in this world, and his cultivation has reached such a terrifying land.

Especially Lin Xiaoyao, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

At the same time, it is also thanks to my cleverness, if it weren't for the 100,000-year-old spiritual fog flower just now.
Chapter completed!