Vol 3 Chapter 883: Follow me

Luo Fan was a man of high arrogance. Until he met Feng Hao, he found that he was proud of his talent, and fart was not in front of Feng Hao.

For a few years, the promotion from the lower **** to the half-walk ancestor can be called speedy, beyond everyone's imagination.

Today, Feng Hao's ability has reached the point of life and death, Luo Fan finally bowed his head.

If you refuse to accept it, you must recognize the reality.

Feng Hao looked at Luo Tian and said, "Luo Fan and I go to Tian Mo Shan, Lord Luo, can it make sense?"

"Dare!"

Luo Tian was completely convinced at this time, convinced to take it orally, even if he was unwilling, he could only bow his head in the face of reality.

However, Luo Tian was a little curious about why Feng Hao went to Tian Mo Shan, so he asked, "I don't know why the Wind Lord went to Tian Mo Shan."

bother you for something.

He didn't believe that Feng Hao went to Tianmo Mountain, just strolling around, there were more than ten and a half trail ancestors there.

Feng Hao is definitely going to do something this time.

Feng Hao chuckled and said, "There is nothing else to visit the Taoist ancestors who will visit Tianmo Mountain."

"..."

Luo Fan froze for a while, Shente called on Daozu.

However, Feng Hao did not explain what he meant, and he was naturally not good at revealing it in person, saying that Feng Hao had gone for the spar of the avenue.

"It should."

Luo Tian smiled and nodded, and then said to Luo Fan: "Xiao Fan, entertain the Lord Feng along the way."

"Okay, righteous father!"

Luo Fan bowed to take his life.

Subsequently, Feng Hao and Luo Fan directly left the main peak of Dalu God Suzerain. At this moment, many disciples witnessed Luo Fan's departure and went directly to the main peak in private.

"Daozu was suppressed, the suzerain's whereabouts are unknown, and the suzerainer Luo Fan also left. Daluo has no heads ..."

"Brothers, how about we go to the main peak, search for resources, set up another mountain gate, and worship the Emperor Yuzong?"

"it is good!"

A group broke into the main peak, and when they saw the Lord Luo Tian, sitting cross-legged in the main hall to practice, the group was aggressive ...

Sting in place.

"When did the sovereign return?"

The crowd was shocked. They have been observing the movement of the Zongmen these days and have not seen the return of the suzerain and Daozu at all.

Suddenly, Suzerain Luo Tian appeared in the main hall out of thin air.

"It's an illusion!"

"The suzerain did not return at all. This must be the illusion fairy array under Luo Fanbu. We searched for resources ..."

Some disciples vowed voluntarily that Luo Tian, who had not closed his eyes to recover from his injuries, saw in his eyes.

In front of Luo Tian, he searched in the hall first.

"Humph!"

But at this moment, Luo Tian opened his eyes and snorted, and suddenly a great coercion came down like a disc.

噗通!

The disciples had not responded yet. This coercion forced them to kneel down one by one. When the crowd was threatening, they saw Luo Tian's cold eyes and stared at them.

"..."

"Master, you are back. Disciples come to see you."

Some disciples reacted at that time.

puff!

However, what waited for him was Luo Tian's wrath, a thought that the big Luo Tianjiao vomited blood at that time.

Then the spirit fell down instantly.

"When you practice my Daluo derivation, your life is in the hands of this sect. Isn't that ... this sect doesn't know your thoughts? The sectarian, kill without pardon ..."

puff!

"Break!"

puff!

At the moment Luo Tian's voice fell, the big Luo Tianjiao who broke into the main hall of the main peak burst their bodies like fireworks.

One after another died.

Explosion in place.

The root of their practice is in the hands of the sovereign Luo Tian. If anyone has a half-heart, Luo Tian's heart is very clear.

At the same time, whoever wants to die will die!

Even if he breaks his arm now, it still exists.

The disciples died, Luo Tian expressionless, closed his eyes, continued his practice, and slowly recovered from his injuries and injuries.

But this life of nine deaths, he found that ... the perception of the avenue has reached a very high level.

he knows.

The realm of the half trail ancestor is right in front of him.

...

Tianmo Mountain, night falls, Daoyun is natural, fairy air is vertical and horizontal, a crescent moon is hovering, and a pure fairy air is rushing to the various mountains in Tianmo Mountain.

Sixteen half-walk ancestors of the Xuanxian ancestors practiced in the retreat of Tianmo Mountain.

Shock the legendary Taoist realm.

In the night of Tianmo Mountain, there is no sound, no trace of birds, beasts or insects can be heard.

Tianmo Mountain buried the emperor and half-way ancestors of the Xuanxian ancestors, and also buried those who invaded the Xuanxian ancestors.

The real demon cemetery.

When Feng Hao and Luo Fan rushed from Daluo Shenzong to Tianmo Mountain, their bringing broke the silence here.

The practice of these half-walker ancestors in the demon world was originally a mysterious practice. It was originally eighteen and a half-walker ancestors.

Leaving two now, everything starts again.

Therefore, any person or animal who breaks into the Tianmo Mountain will break the practice of the ancestors.

"Who is good at breaking into Demon Mountain?"

"I don't know. Is this a provocation by this seat?"

The balance of the practice was broken, and one and a half trail ancestors, at that time, went straight from the hill into the clouds.

Sixteen figures, like the sixteen gods of heaven, stand in the void, and the power of the Taoist gods is undoubted.

A stream of rhyme flowed on them, as if ... they dominated everything in the world.

"Okay ... so powerful coercion."

Luo Fan's legs were weak at the time, and some buns were faint. This was the coercion of the sixteen Taoist ancestors. He was a strong man in the realm of kings. In front of these big men, he was no different from the ants.

Fortunately.

Feng Hao beside him is like a towering tree, protecting him, and letting him know that under the coercion of these half-walk ancestors, he will instantly disintegrate.

"This Fengfeng is from the Emperor Yuzong. Today, he entered Tianmo Mountain and came for the spar of the avenue. Can you tell me where the spar of the avenue is?"

Feng Hao opened his door to see the mountains. In the face of absolute strength, the flowers were not scornful of use.

"Arrogance!"

"Funny, Emperor Yuhua? I have Xuanxian ancestors, the Ten Great Divine Sects, Ninety Immortals, have Emperor Emperor Sects? I heard that Yuhua Emperor Sect has not returned to Zongyang some time ago? A ruined sect Door, it's hard to reach the elegant hall. "

There was a half-walk ancestor standing above the void with a smirk on his face.

The other half-walk ancestors chuckled and agreed.

They practiced here, although they also had Taoist ancestors from the Divine Sect, but over time, their feelings towards Zongmen have been extremely indifferent.

For them, practice is their ultimate goal.

In this regard, those half-walking ancestors who left Tianmo Mountain were, in their opinion, lay people, and were not qualified to stabilize the supreme state of Daozu.

Feng Hao first froze and then laughed: "It seems that you are not well informed about the outside world ..."