The back door of my house is open to floods

As a human monk either died in the ancestral hall, or was successfully extended his life and walked out of the ancestral hall, this patriarch had an obscure and inexplicable terrifying aura.

The aura became more and more ethereal, as if it had disappeared in the ancestral hall.

Not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle!

Xuan Jing thought to himself that this patriarch's mana was terrifying, but he didn't think about it, instead he was very moved.

He thought that Lin Yuan really came here for him because of his day and night comprehension.

For a moment, I thought in my heart that I must find an opportunity to repay this patriarch well.

However, these days, this man Wang thought about it, but he couldn't figure out what the other party lacked.

The other party is the emperor of the ancestral court of the East Pole Heaven, who occupies a high position. As for the wealth, Xuan Jing has long heard that this man refines many magic weapons and sells them in many human tribes, and has a steady stream of spiritual objects in his pockets.

The Ziyuan tribe may not be as rich as this patriarch.

As for other things, the Ziyuan Human Race seems to have no treasures worth mentioning.

"correct!!"

Xuan Jing suddenly remembered one thing, within the territory of the Ziyuan human race, there is another very wonderful innate formation, which was once reported by a human monk, and as a human king, he sent people to investigate it.

But every place covered by the innate array must have strange treasures.

But that congenital formation was very mysterious, after losing an elder of the earth immortal, in order to damage the elite again, Xuan Jing strictly forbade the human monks from approaching the Lingshan cave where the congenital formation was located, and blocked the news by the way.

Xuan Jing originally planned to let the next human king report this news to the Holy Land of the Human Race in exchange for the attention and support of some high-level officials of the Holy Land of the Human Race, but now he thinks that this patriarch can have a try!

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Xuan Jing had deep confidence in the strength of this patriarch.

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While Lin Yuan was fully comprehending the mysteries of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and Immortal Art, the departing Lord Anle also encountered a lot of trouble.

Above Zhongtian, the sky is vast, and the rich innate vitality is entangled. Occasionally, you can see innate gods sitting cross-legged in it to comprehend the great law of Tianhe's destruction of the world.

Or there are congenital gods who gather the acquired souls and accumulate merits.

The emperor of Anle Kingdom Lord passed through the sky like a flying rainbow light, at an extremely fast speed.

The nine-headed Mysterious Flood Dragon crossed the void, and its terrifying power penetrated and raised a huge storm of vitality, breeding wind, cloud, thunder and lightning.

The several gods who were on the side of the chariot looked at each other, and one of the tall gods spoke.

"Your Majesty, our time is running out, there is no other way, please make a quick decision, and let God take it for you!"

The Lord An Le glanced behind him, feeling the majestic and huge inspiration, and said solemnly. "Yuanlin, you change into the god form of my palace. Do you know the danger? The big witch who is chasing after him is not someone else, but the famous big Wu Yingshen of the Gonggong tribe. Even if I am against you, there is no harm." The heart to win!"

The female god with dragon horns on her head froze slightly, and said again.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that the little god is still somewhat confident in the method of hiding. The Black Emperor dispute is related to the overall situation of the Dragon Clan. It must not be delayed. Your Majesty needs to go back to find the Dongyuan Emperor as soon as possible. The little god is confident. Your Majesty will fight for several months!"

The Lord of Anle took a look, and shook his head secretly in his heart. Among the twelve gods beside her, Yuan Lin was the most skilled in hiding, but that great witch, Yingshen, was not a vegetarian.

There is no doubt that the opponent is strong in the Gonggong tribe and is valued by that ancestor witch.

It's just that there is no other way right now.

If this continues, there may be a big change.

Right now, the third wave of Tianhe flood has been born, and many ancestor witches of the Wumen Alliance have used excuses to intervene, and the monster clan is unwilling to help, and is waiting for a price, and the downfall of Zu Longyuan is imminent.

"Since that's the case, this matter is entrusted to you. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to deal with it. If you only succeed in a small matter, I will return to help you. You must persevere!"

"I will leave other gods behind to help you with all my strength!"

As soon as the words fell, the Lord of Anle suddenly turned into a ray of divine light and quietly hid in place.

Seeing this, Yuan Lin's beautiful and pretty face flickered with a mysterious divine light, and instantly turned into the appearance of the Lord of An Le, driving the emperor towards Chaos Mountain.

A few hours after the emperor disappeared.

Several figures rushed towards this direction with a strong evil spirit.

Shenguang was extremely domineering, and several innate gods had already set up an ambush here, but their expressions suddenly changed and they came roaring.

Layers of formations were broken, and the magic weapon was turned into powder, and then the real body was exposed. It only took half an hour, accompanied by the sound of heaven and earth cracking.

One of the ancient swords that froze the sky and the earth burst out of the air.

Several innate gods looked shocked, and their real bodies collapsed!

"This An Le Kingdom Lord is really slippery, but she is also cruel. In this battle, the twelve gods under her command almost died!"

Several figures silently appeared from the clouds, looking around.

The leader was a god with a stalwart figure, an ice-blue snake-shaped pattern on his forehead, and a god with dark eyes.

The one who spoke was another god of the Gonggong tribe next to him.

The Wumen is an alliance of innate gods, each with its own characteristics, adhering to the essence of Pangu, the innate gods of the Wumen have a far higher understanding of the mysteries of the physical body than ordinary innate gods.

It can be said that the whole family is a master among the innate gods!

Yingshen is one of the best among them. Many of the top methods of the Gonggong tribe, "The True Method of Dutian Water Yuan Command", "Gonggong Secret Record" and "Tianhe Zhengfa" have been completed.

Among the third generation of innate gods, he is a well-known god of war.

"My lord Yingshen, my subordinates really don't understand. Although the Lord of Anle is very close to Zu Longyuan, why do we persevere in chasing and killing this god!"

At this time, another stalwart, gloomy innate god looked a little impatient.

He was already a little tired of these hide-and-seek games.

"This is the order of Master Zu Wu, it sounds good, what are you talking about?" Ying Shen cast a glance at this innate god.

Seeing that the faces of the gods were a little disapproving, Yingshen said coldly.

"Not long ago, Master Zuwu sent news that there are still variables in this battle, and we must keep an eye on every ancient dragon god!"

"But the Lord of An Le is not a dragon?" The god looked hoarse before.

"The origin of the Lord Anle is mysterious. Since he became a Taoist, he has lived in Tanggu, and the Lihuo Golden Dragon Clan lived in the Tanggu. My Wumen have long doubted the true identity of the Lord Anle. No matter what happens in this battle, there must be no change. Exist, especially at this critical time!"

Yingshen's eyes were indifferent, but his eyes were thoughtful.