Ancestor, Watch Over Me

The death clone's behavior is ruthless and cruel, and his reasoning is all explained in terms of the Great Moment of Destruction.

Patriarch Ouyang and a group of strong human beings, in order to survive, humiliated themselves and surrendered to the death clone, allowing the death clone to plant the mark of life and death.

Seeing the dejected looks on everyone's faces, the death clone rolled his eyes and said: Since you are now one of my own, I should give you life-saving things!

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes lit up.

A tuft of hair appeared in the hand of the death clone, and he said proudly: This is my hair of death. It has the power of my death prophet. It can save your life at critical moments!

Patriarch Ouyang and the others were immediately overjoyed, with slight ripples in their eyes.

Excuse me...master, how should I use this divine hair? In the team, a strong man from the ancestral realm who had never spoken before suddenly said.

The others heard this and looked back, glaring at this person one by one. How could he be so shameless?

Ancestor Li recognized this Ancestral Realm strongman named Li Youran, but he was not from his Duobao family, but a Ancestral Realm strongman with a mysterious origin.

Li Youran didn't care about other people's eyes, leaning forward and looking at the death clone respectfully.

But the death clone laughed and asked, What's your name? What did you do before?

Li Youran bowed and said, Master, my name is Li Youran, a casual cultivator.

After finishing speaking, he felt uneasy inside.

Because his true origin is that he is the great elder of the Nine Layers Mountain of Scorpio Star.

When Liu Sanhai came to Taixu Realm, he also brought a group of disciples and grandsons from Jiuchong Mountain, especially the big-horn cheerleaders, his favorite!

And Li Youran is the elder of the cheerleading team.

He performed well and was given the treasure pill he got from Xiao Dezi by Liu Sanhai. After swallowing it, he broke through to the ancestral realm.

Liu Sanhai told him that in order to develop Jiuchong Mountain well, he must let Jiuchong Mountain bloom everywhere in Taixu Realm.

When I return, you will break through to the realm of domination!

This was the promise Liu Sanhai made to him that night.

Li Youran remembered it clearly.

So he had to live on until the return of Nether Ancestor Liu Sanhai.

Therefore, he ventured to the unknown treasure island in Tiantianchi, hoping to find treasure resources and accumulate information for the development of Jiuzhong Mountain.

Influenced by Liu Sanhai, he is flexible and straight, knows how to flatter and flatter.

As long as he can live, live comfortably, face and dignity, etc., he doesn't care at all.

Therefore, facing the notorious Ancestor of Death Black Smoke Wutian, he gave full play to his specialties and worked hard to perform.

The death clone was very satisfied and said with a smile:

Are you Patriarch Li?! You have such a sweet mouth, I like you very much!

Li Youran said respectfully with excitement and fear: I don't dare to call me ancestor in front of the master. Master can just call me Xiao Li!

The death clone was even more satisfied. He simply took out another divine hair and gave it to Li Youran, saying: Clever, well-behaved, sweet-tongued, but it's a pity that she's not a woman, otherwise I would give you another divine hair of death!

Li Youran was pleasantly surprised, and took the hair of the god of death with trembling hands, saying: The master is wise and powerful, the best in the world, with unparalleled cultivation, and suppresses for eternity!

Many people say that if heaven does not give birth to a heavenly emperor, humanity will last forever like a long night. But today, I believe that if heaven does not give birth to a sage without heaven, the world will last forever like a long night!

The death clone was stunned and said: What do you call me? What do you call me, Holy Master Wutian?!

Li Youran raised his head and said matter-of-factly: That's right! It's the Holy Lord Wutian. I think the White Emperor and the Emperor of Heaven both have titles. Master, you are the Holy Lord Wutian!

Holy Lord Wutian!!

The death clone trembled as if it was electrified. This title was so touching that it made him feel like he was floating in the clouds for a moment.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes and take a deep breath. It seemed that the air was much sweeter.

At this moment, he deeply felt the feeling of being flattered and praised by others. It was so wonderful.

No wonder I always like my descendants to kneel in front of him and lick them every day. It turns out that this feeling is so good!

Death is realized in the mind and body.

He rolled his scarlet eyes, turned his head, and said to Li Youran and everyone: The formula for using the hair of the god of death is to shout the words Sage Wutian, Yingming Shenwu! You can also recite it silently in your heart!

Li Youran immediately gave a thumbs up and praised: This formula is great!

The death clone nodded proudly and looked at Li Youran with even more fondness.

At this moment.

In the distant mountain forest, Ancestor Wuya screamed and ran away in panic.

Wutian, help!

Everyone was shocked, what kind of evil thing in the mountain forest was it? It even fled the prophet realm.

boom!

The mountain forest was completely destroyed, and a huge green spider crawled out.

It was too big, shaped like a mountain, and was disgustingly green. It had eyeballs all over its body, and its claws were like sharp hooks, staring at everyone fiercely.

There was a corpse hanging on the fangs at the corner of its mouth.

Judging from the appearance of the corpse, it was clearly the leader of the Baidi clan who had never returned before!

Everyone's throats rolled, their faces turned pale, and they backed away in horror.

Li Youran's calves were trembling, but he shouted loudly: What are you afraid of? With Holy Lord Wutian here, what's the point of being afraid of a mere green spider?!

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked. Ancestor Wuya just retreated and heard Li Youran's voice, and his eyes lit up.

Jiejiejie, not bad, not bad, has a bright future!

The death clone laughed, and threw out the world-destroying great mill, as heavy and oppressive as an ancient magic mountain, and the divine light of law illuminated the sky.

The green spider sensed the crisis, spit out a green spider silk, formed a web in the sky, blocked the world-destroying grinding mill, and then quickly dodged.

But the World-Destroying Great Mill rotated in the void, shattering the cobwebs in the sky, turning the sky into a black hole, then crushing the void, and suddenly suppressed it from the other direction.

boom!

Ouch——

The green spider let out a shrill howl like a beast, and its body was cut in half by the World-Destroying Great Mill. The power of the law spread, killing it completely.

boom!

Its huge body fell to the ground, kicking up dust and leaving a lingering evil aura.

Ancestor Wuya was shocked.

The green spider that he had fought to death was actually killed by Patriarch Wutian with one move.

The gap between the two is so huge! ! !

At this moment, he began to seriously think about the ancestor of Wutian who wore the same pair of crotchless pants as him, and there was a rare look of awe in his scarlet eyes.

Then he got excited again.

Ancestor Wutian is so powerful, he can definitely take advantage of it.

But at this time, an extremely loud voice had already sounded: Holy Lord Wutian, his cultivation is unparalleled and he is number one in the world!

Everyone looked back and almost fell down.

I saw Li Youran holding a big horn in his hand at some point, putting it to his mouth and roaring loudly.

It's amazing that this person can cultivate to the ancestral realm! Patriarch Ouyang sighed in his heart, while Patriarch Li stood a little further away, as if he was ashamed to be with Li Youran.

A group of masters and masters of the Baidi tribe had dull eyes, and Li Youran refreshed their understanding of shamelessness.

Ancestor Wuya laughed strangely and said: Wuya Tian, ​​this person deserves to be vigorously cultivated!

The death clone nodded and looked at Li Youran with admiration.

With a move of his hand, he collected all the remaining claws, sharp teeth, and body fat of the green spider corpse on the ground, and then divided it among everyone.

Ancestor Ouyang and others were surprised and excited.

This is a ferocious green spider from the prophet realm. Its whole body is full of treasures. After the flesh and blood are refined, it is enough to improve their energy and blood. If it is used by the family, it is likely to cultivate genius clan members.

Come on, Xiao Li, this is for you! The death clone gave Li Youran the remaining flesh and blood claws of the green spider monster. The weight was more than three times that of the others. Ouyang looked at it. Ancestor and others are extremely envious.

Li Youran took it excitedly.

At this moment, he was grateful to the death clone, but even more grateful to his Netherworld Ancestor Liu Sanhai.

Because this is what our ancestors taught us well!

Ancestor, I will never bully you. As long as you lick well, anything is possible!

At this time, the voice of the death clone came to his ears...

Xiao Li, there is a spider egg in the pair of flesh and blood given to you. If you go back and soak it in the spring of life, it will hatch. Then you can tame it well and you will be a prophet-level war beast in the future!

When Li Youran heard this, he looked up at the death clone in shock and excitement.

The eyes of the death clone were scarlet red, with the blood moon rising and falling in them. They were extremely scary, but at this moment, in Li Youran's eyes, they were extremely amiable and lovely.

He bowed to thank him, picked up the loudspeaker, and shouted loudly: Holy Lord Wutian, his cultivation is unparalleled and he is number one in the world!

The death clone smiled with satisfaction.

Looking back at Patriarch Ouyang and the others, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Patriarch Ouyang and others were happily looking at the green spider's flesh and blood. Suddenly, they felt cold all over their bodies. They looked up and saw the cold eyes of Patriarch Wutian. They were startled and hurriedly followed Li Youran and shouted: Sage Wutian Your Majesty, your cultivation is unparalleled and you are number one in the world!

Hmm! That's right, I'm not stupid enough to die! The death clone snorted coldly.

Then, he turned to look at the valley and continued to think about finding opportunities in the valley.

Li Youran's eyes moved wildly. He took a step forward and bowed: Lord Holy Lord, there must be an opportunity in the valley here. You can find it if you have reached the sky. But we already respect you, so why not let us help you? Treasure hunt?!”

Having said this, he said with a mysterious face: To be honest with you, Lord Holy Lord, there is one of us who has practiced the rare treasure hunting method. His treasure hunting technique is second in the world!

The death clone was surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a person among this group of people.

At the same time, he asked in a somewhat depressed tone: Who has the best treasure hunting skills in the world?

Li Youran immediately said: Of course it's you, the Holy Lord!

The death clone narrowed his eyes comfortably and nodded, letting Li Youran do just that.

Li Youran received the order, strode to the front of the crowd, looked at Old Ancestor Li, and said loudly: Fellow Daoist Li, congratulations, you have been named by the Holy Lord to excavate the treasures here!

You... Old Ancestor Li was shocked and angry.

Li Youran snorted coldly: What? Don't you want to? In that case, I will report to Lord Shengzun that Fellow Daoist Li looks down on Lord Shengzun!

Old Ancestor Li was so angry that his lungs ached, but he managed a smile and expressed that it was his honor.

Immediately, he began to hunt for treasure in the valley...

…

Bai Di finally found Ancestor Qingluan and Ancestor Baigu in the mountains.

Let's go directly to the Sword Tomb. If we delay any longer, I'm worried about being caught by the black smoke of death! Bai Di said worriedly, thinking of the smell of black smoke of death that remained on the cliff.

Ancestor Qingluan and Ancestor Baigu also became anxious.

The three of them rushed straight to the sword tomb.

They are the existences of the prophet realm, and they gather their aura and sneak around.

The location of the sword tomb is a sword abyss.

It looks like a great abyss cut by a sharp sword, with sharp sword energy flowing inside it, making the bare vegetation stop growing.

The more Bai Di and the others walked inside, the more sharp and terrifying the sword energy felt.

Gradually, the sword energy reached the point of shattering the void. In the end, it became the sword light that crisscrossed the prophetic realm. The sword energy carried the divine light of order and the power of law, which was extremely terrifying.

call out!

A ray of sword light suddenly shot out from the ground. Ancestor Qingluan was accidentally split in half by the sword light. He screamed and reassembled his body with a look of horror on his face.

ah--

The Bone Ancestor yelled, and his head was chopped into the sky by a sword light.

Bai Di rose and fell, grabbed his head, and stuffed it back into his neck.

The sword gleams here are extremely strange. Some sword gleams have no sound or sign, representing different sword skills. They are hard to guard against and even Bai Emperor trembles.

Boohoo!

Suddenly, sword light erupted all over the sky, flooding the void, as if countless prophetic sword masters were taking action.

No, get back!

Bai Di exclaimed and hurriedly retreated with Ancestor Qingluan and Ancestor Baigu.

The three of them retreated to the foot of a cliff and hid behind the protruding rocks, their faces frightened.

No wonder there aren't any evil creatures here. This sword light is enough to kill everything!

The Bone Ancestor said in a trembling voice.

We have to find a way, otherwise we won't be able to even get close to the sword tomb, let alone take the magic weapons on the sword tomb! said Patriarch Qingluan.

Bai Di frowned, he had no choice.

At this moment.

A loud bird call suddenly came from the distant void.

Chirp——

This voice was majestic, stirring up the nine heavens, and full of endless ferocious meaning. It was obviously a terrifying beast.

Bai Di and the others changed their colors, hurriedly gathered their auras, and stared into the void...

…

In the void, the ancestor Liu Fan was lying on the back of the Lightning Eagle, leisurely and leisurely.

In front, Lei Batian was flying hard.

Brother Liu, see if the sword tomb in front of you is gone, my bones are buried in the sword tomb! Lei Batian said, with a rare hint of excitement in his eyes.

Liu Fan stood up and looked down.

In an instant, he saw through the illusion, saw through Jianyuan and Jianzhong, and went straight to the source.

In the sword tomb, there was a golden skeleton.

The skeleton was baptized by the endless sword energy and had gone through countless years.

Every inch of bone is covered with terrifying kendo rules, and there are all kinds of kendos. At a glance, there are no less than five hundred of them.

Sword bone?!

Brother Lei is so brave, he actually condensed a pair of sword bones!

Liu Fan's eyes were bright and he told the truth in one breath.

Lei Batian's pupils shrank and he looked deeply at Liu Fan, a strange light flashed deep in his eyes.