After counting breaths, there was still no movement in the courtyard in front of me!

The air was as quiet as death, and the cicadas that had been continuously cried also stopped.

This adds a bit of mystery to the entire courtyard.

At this time, Chen Bufan was just about to get up from the ground, but Mo Qianqian, who was beside him, also grabbed him.

He frowned and said in a low voice.

"Bufan, you can't stand your temper again. Who is my ancestor? We must kneel down and worship him sincerely before we can ask him to come out."

At this moment, Mo Qianqian also shouted loudly to the front.

"My grandfather Mo Xubai, the Supreme Elder of Hehuan Sect, in order to protect Hehuan Sect, fought for a hundred days under the siege of the ten divine stage elders of the Qingxu Sect, and finally even exploded the soul and the Daohunsweep scattered, just to block the ten divine stage elders of the Qingxu Sect."

"My sister Mo Jiaojiao was originally a genius. Although she was born in Hehuan Sect, she had not practiced the Hehuan Sect's martial arts for a day. However, she finally became the furnace and cauldron of an inner sect elder of Qingxu Sect and was humiliated and died of humiliation."

"Even my nephew Chen Bufan was deprived of the Chaos Bloodline by those so-called Supreme Lords of Righteousness."

"If we have committed crimes and killed innocent people indiscriminately for many years, and received these retributions, we will have more than death."

"But over the years, every year of great disasters and great wilderness, our Hehuan Sect has served food to help poor people, and never do evil. However, in order to gain absolute rights, those righteous sects colluded with the ambition Qingxu Sect, the Qingxu Sect, who was ambitious in Hehuan Sect, and some of them actually secretly practiced ancient demon cultivation techniques."

"Not only that, the male disciples in the other branches of the Reincarnation Hall are killed without any hesitation, and the female disciples are all humiliated one after another, begging our ancestors to come forward and uphold justice for us."

These sounds are powerful, and they are not as good as the sounds a woman can make.

…………

"I didn't expect that if I was not here for so many years, such earth-shaking changes have occurred outside. It seems that the spiritual world's cultivation system has evolved intact. Back then, I was just a cultivator in the foundation-building stage and dominated the entire spiritual world."

Dongfang Yao smashed his mouth and supported his chin with one hand, saying with some relief.

Back then, he was just a foundation-building cultivator, although he was a very ordinary existence today.

But at that time, the spiritual world was still in the era of low martial arts.

Those ordinary practice monks can't beat those martial arts masters who have experienced thousands of training.

But it was his appearance that led a group of people to sweep across all the martial arts sects in the entire spiritual world.

It formally defines the cultivation of immortals.

It also divides the differences between immortal cultivators and those martial arts masters.

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage kill the so-called martial arts masters, just like slaughtering a dog.

Dongfang Yao can be said to be.

One word determines black and white, and it will confuse life and death.

At this time, Dongfang Yao was also hesitant in his heart.

He once set rules for himself, devoted himself to cultivating immortals, without caring about the world, and would not come out of the mountain.

So in the face of the current request, Dongfang Yao refused in his heart.

He didn't want to invade his tranquility for the sake of the life and death of these two people.

Although they can be called their disciples, in the final analysis, their life and death have nothing to do with them.

After experiencing a million years of loneliness, Dongfang Yao gradually became more rational.

Dongfang Yao vaguely remembers that during these million years.

Countless people have asked themselves to come out, but they have refused because they have to check in and complete the system tasks.

But at this moment, the system suddenly spoke.

【Ding ~】

[After detecting 100 descendants of human children, the system recommends rescue and rewards 500 master points]

In an instant, Dongfang Yao's eyes lit up.

…………

However, they had not yet waited for Dongfang Yao to appear.

The pursuers behind him have arrived.

I saw more than a dozen Foundation Establishment disciples wearing white clothes and bright eyes holding long swords to surround Chen Bufan and Mo Qianqian from behind.

They did not feel the powerful magic power emitted by the courtyard.

At this time, the leader was about eight feet tall, holding a long ink-green sword, but he had a greasy face, fat head and big ears, and made people feel very uncomfortable all over his body.

But that man was a Jindan stage monk.

"My good junior sister, why don't you run away? I'm so tired. But don't worry, after all, they are all fellow disciples, so I can give you some fun, but let me make you feel good."

The fat and powerful man with big ears was looking at Mo Qianqian with his obscene eyes.

Especially when he saw Mo Qianqianxue's tender skin, saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Bah, Wang Wanyin, you are a shame. After the ancestor comes out, I will definitely dig out your eyes with my own hands."

Mo Qianqian also noticed the pair of obscene eyes and said in disgust.

"Hahaha, no, no, no, no, no, no, no one really believes that millions of years have passed, your ancestor of Hehuan Sect is still here."

Maybe they no longer believe it

But as the eldest lady of the Mo family, Mo Qianqian is extremely convinced of this.

The first generation of the Mo family clan leader was founded after the Mo family was established.

After searching for tens of thousands of painters in the entire spiritual world, I finally picked out the most satisfactory one from the tens of thousands of portraits.

From then on, it was hung in the center of the Mo family's ancestral hall.

For future generations of the Mo family to admire.

Kowtow at the third day of the day.

Three incense sticks at night.

He also became the ancestor of the Mo family for generations.

Therefore, every Mo family is full of great worship of Dongfang Yao

Suddenly, at this moment.

A yellow dog ran out of the courtyard road, sat at the entrance of the courtyard with his big tongue hanging down.

His eyes were straight at Wang Wanyin.

In an instant, the air fell into a dead silence.

Suddenly a hilarious rumbling sound broke the silence

"Ah hahahahahaha, no, this dog is not the ancestor of the Reincarnation Hall, the ancestor of the Supreme Immortal worshipped by the Mo family."

Wang Wanyin covered her stomach and laughed.

Even Chen Bufan couldn't help laughing.

And those Qingxu disciples had already fallen to the ground with a smile.

No one could notice the viciousness of the yellow dog under his honest and honest appearance.

Suddenly, the sound of the wind was heard, and the big yellow dog was like lightning, leaving behind shadows, and suddenly rushed towards the group of Qingxu disciples.

It is as powerful as a rainbow.

Suddenly, his left claw suddenly slapped forward, and a huge magic power swept across the Haotian Hurricane and instantly slapped the dozen Qingxu disciples in front of him to the ground.

There is no time to breathe.

The dozen or so disciples were on the ground, thrusting forward and backward, screaming.

However, as a cold wind blew, the dozen disciples suddenly stopped moving

After a few breaths, they all disintegrated one after another.

It became a group of broken limbs and broken arms, and the soul had been photographed to ashes.

After seeing this scene, Wang Wanyin said that he was stupid.

I almost couldn't help but vomited.

After all, he only killed a few people, so how could he have seen such a scene?

But after all, he was a Jindan cultivator. Wang Wanyin was still extremely agile and immediately fell to the ground, kowtowed forward and shouted loudly.

"Disciple Wang Wanyin had no intention of offending his senior cultivator. This was a forced force. He was ordered to catch Mo Qianqian and Chen Bufan, and ask for the senior to be kind and spare the life of a villain."

"The best of the seniors to the villain, the villain will never forget."

Suddenly, the big yellow dog suddenly turned into a young man nine feet tall, average-looking, and dressed in black.

"What's wrong with you~"

The young man in black just pointed forward, and a shocking magic power flew out from his fingers.

After passing Wang Wanyin, a big hole appeared in his chest, and even his soul was destroyed in an instant and was destroyed.

He widened his eyes and fell to the ground.

At this time, Mo Qianqian was also smarter and immediately fell to the ground and shouted

"The leader of the Hehuan Sect, a branch of the Reincarnation Hall, and the orphan of the Mo family, pay homage to the ancestor."

Although Mo Qianqian felt that the person in front of her was different from the portrait.

But with such strong strength, it is definitely the ancestor who is sure to be the ancestor who kills the Golden Pill stage in one move.

Chen Bufan, who was standing beside him, also hurriedly knelt down.

"Haha, I'm not your ancestor. Just call me Xiao Huang. Your ancestor is still inside. Come in with me quickly."

The man in black also laughed, then waved his left hand and removed the mana barrier in front of him.
Chapter completed!