I'm writing a diary in fantasy, I'm really not a Cao thief

"Stop killing? Ridiculous! Today's incident was not initiated by me, Luo Huangjun!"

"I didn't expect that they could even ask you, the ancestor, to move this lineage. You are really capable!"

"The clan has expressly forbidden the ancestors of Yin Pavilion from interfering in any family affairs. Does the clan leader know what the ancestor Canglin did today? Do the other ancestors in Yin Pavilion know?!"

Luo Huangjun's eyes flashed coldly. He had no intention of giving in, but instead questioned.

Although the old man in front of him had a profound cultivation that was above the eighth heaven, he was one of the few ancestors of the Luo family.

But how could Luo Huangjun be compared to an ordinary eighth heaven?

If they really fought, she would not be afraid of anyone in this Taihuang Holy Land.

"Don't worry about this, Lord Huang. Today's matter is over. I will accept the punishment myself."

Luo Canglin's turbid eyes flashed with brilliance: "Now, hand over the Huanglong Seal."

"If my guess is correct, the one in the back hall is your new disciple. I don't want to bully the weak. Lord Huang, you... should be more sensible..."

He spoke slowly, his tone calm, but with every word, Luo Huangjun's face became uglier.

When he finished speaking, Luo Huangjun's murderous intent had almost condensed into substance.

"You are looking for death!"

Luo Huangjun's words contained infinite murderous intent, and the palpitating ancient aura appeared around her again.

Luo Canglin's heart jumped, and he felt a faint inexplicable pressure coming upon him.

"Lord Luo Huang! The ancestor is here, so you can't do anything violent. If you know what's good for you, you should hand over the Huanglong Seal quickly. Otherwise, the life and property of your disciple who is still practicing will be in jeopardy!"

"It would be a pity if a saint of all laws died without knowing how he died!"

The gray-robed elder spoke in a sinister tone. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he showed a sneer on his face, which made him look quite ferocious and terrifying.

"You old guys, you are really not afraid of the wind and your tongue flickers. I want to see what you can do to dare to threaten the Holy Lord of Taihuang!"

A lazy and magnetic voice sounded in the field. A red light flashed, and several people felt a heat wave coming. The next moment, there was an extra figure in the field.

It was the great elder of Taihuang Holy Land, Tan Tai Jinglian.

In her hand, she held a small tower surrounded by red-gold flames, and her whole body exuded a burning breath.

Its power was so terrifying that even Luo Canglin, an old figure, could not help but look sideways.

"Huangyan Tower! Tantai Jinglian! You, a demon girl, dare to appear in front of me!"

Seeing the person coming, the white-robed elder was surprised, and then his face was full of anger.

"Oh? I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be you, old thing? What, your blind son competed with me for the power of the Huangyan Tower, and I accidentally burned him to ashes. Do you want revenge today?"

"Don't say I'm bullying you because of your old age. I'll give you three moves in a battle outside the sky, how about it?"

Tantai Jinglian showed a vicious smile on her face, her eyes were bright red, and the burning aura around her body rose further.

The old face of the white-robed elder was almost the color of pig liver.

Didn't he want revenge?

Of course not!

But Tantai Jinglian, who was only at the peak of the seventh heaven, was not something he could do anything to.

Not to mention Tan Tai Jing Lian, who has now reached the eighth level and holds the Huangyan Tower.

Just at this moment, something unusual happened.

Not far away, in the back hall of Taihuang Palace, a burst of starlight filled the air, and a surging spiritual energy storm rolled up!

"Huh?"

Everyone present was startled, and their eyes looked at the source of the unusual movement.

Luo Huangjun's eyes condensed, and after a little feeling, a smile appeared on his face.

"Such a rich star power, is this the method of refining the orifices that my nephew has practiced?"

Tan Tai Jing Lian spoke and glanced at Luo Huangjun.

The latter nodded slightly.

And the unusual movement was far more than that.

In the spiritual power storm, dense pillars of light rose again, and at a glance, there were hundreds of them.

These pillars of light were arranged one by one, forming a mysterious pattern.

Luo Huangjun looked at it quietly, and his mind was clear.

‘Two hundred and sixteen, Xiao Chu has entered the realm of small perfection of opening the orifices.’

Not only she saw it, but also Tan Tai Jing Lian and the people of the Luo family.

Luo Lingtian looked at this scene with flickering eyes.

On the other side.

Chu Ge looked at the Beichen Xuanjing in his hand, which had become completely dim, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

Originally, he estimated that this thing could be used for him for ten days, but he didn't expect that in just a few days, the star power in it was completely consumed by him.

The reason is that as he practiced, the number of star orifices opened in his body increased, and the consumption rate of Beichen Xuanjing became faster.

Fortunately, although the consumption was not low, the gains were not low.It was also not low.

He had already entered the small perfection of the awakening state, and the number of star orifices in his body had reached 216.

Putting the empty shell of Beichen Xuanjing aside, Chu Ge slowly stood up.

And with his action, the abnormal movement caused by the breakthrough also dissipated.

"Hmm?"

Just as he was about to leave the room, Chu Ge realized that something was wrong.

In his perception, there were several extremely terrifying and vast auras in the outside world.

Two of them were familiar to him, and the others were extremely unfamiliar.

'It seems that something happened. '

After thinking for a while, Chu Ge still walked out of the room.

When Chu Ge came to the inner hall, he saw his master Luo Huangjun and his uncle Tan Tai Jinglian, who were confronting several people.

"Xiao Chu, come here."

Luo Huangjun spoke, and Tan Tai Jinglian beside her also cast a reassuring look at Chu Ge.

Chu Ge did not doubt him and walked towards Luo Huangjun, while looking at several unfamiliar faces.

An old man with a hunched figure, and two old men who looked relatively young beside him, one in a gray robe and the other in a white robe.

A middle-aged man lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

And the last one, a young man with a good appearance and extraordinary temperament.

"Master."

"Uncle Master."

Chu Ge called Luo Huangjun twice when he came to him.

At this moment, he did not know what the situation was.

But he knew one thing, these unfamiliar faces, they were not here with good intentions.

Because he could clearly feel that the eyes of these people looking at him were full of scrutiny, greed, disdain and other emotions.

"Boy! You are really amazing. You found the Huanglong Seal that my Luo family has been searching for for many years in vain! It is true that heroes emerge young!"

The gray-robed elder spoke, and his words sounded like praise, but his eyes were full of gloom.

As soon as this person spoke, Chu Ge basically understood the origin and purpose of this group of people.

"Huanglong Seal, are you referring to it?"

Chu Ge smiled lightly, opened his hand, and a simple and ancient seal slowly appeared in his palm.

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