Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

With a ferocious face, Chen Fan gritted his teeth, tried his best to run the exercises, desperately mobilized the spiritual energy, and gathered it in the treasure armor.

However, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't change the trend of things.

Can't!

He can only ask for the god order of the ancestors!

In an instant, he took out the ancestor token bestowed by the ancestor.

The ancestor's token is dark gold, with all kinds of weird symbols engraved on it, which is very strange.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan threw it into the air and said in his mouth: "My ancestors, my disciple Chen Fan is in trouble, and I beg you to show up and save me..."

hum.

The old ancestor's law was suspended in the air, making a buzzing sound, followed by a lavender light that enveloped it.

The light gradually became thicker and slowly condensed into a shape, turning into an old man withered like a firewood.

The old man wore a sapphire crown, white hair, beard hanging down his waist, and wearing a purple sword robe, looking very solemn and imposing, hovering between Chen Fan and Han Linglong.

"Ancestor save me!"

At this moment, Chen Fan's face was purple, and his expression was extremely painful. He felt that his internal organs were being burned by a ball of flames, and he was in extreme pain.

"Patriarch Daocang? Are you still alive?"

Seeing the old man, Han Linglong was stunned for a moment, then blurted out in shock.

"Girl, aren't you dead?"

Patriarch Daocang glanced at Han Linglong lightly, then turned his head to look at Chen Fan, a burst of spiritual power penetrated into his body, helping him suppress the scorching breath in his body.

"Girl, did you do it?"

Patriarch Daocang asked, his voice a bit vicissitudes.

"So what?"

"What can you, an old monster who can't even get out of the back mountain, do to me?"

Han Linglong's face was ruthless.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing this, Patriarch Daocang shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it seems that you forgot that the God Order of Patriarch can carry [-]% of my strength!"

"It's too late to apologize now!"

Patriarch Daocang raised his finger to Han Linglong, and waved his right arm lightly.

In an instant, a streak of purple light, like a shooting star, struck Han Linglong's face.

"not good!!!"

Sensing the danger, Han Linglong's face changed drastically, and she quickly raised her sword to block, trying to resist.

puff...

In the next breath, she was blown out and fell to the ground.

However, at the same time she fell to the ground, Zimang also reached her side and smashed on the wall beside her.

bang.

With the huge explosion, the bricks and stones under Han Linglong's feet collapsed and shattered instantly.

This shows the terrifying power of the attack just now.

.................

"Ok?"

"The breath of the ancestor's divine order!"

Pei Hanyu was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he was shocked.

"Great?"

Chu Mo leaned over and pinched Pei Hanyu's throat and asked.

"Uh... the Patriarch Houshan can pass this order, without having to come down himself, but can display [-]% of his own strength!"

Pei Hanyu felt a sense of suffocation and became even more nervous...

"And this good thing?"

Chu Mo thought for a while.

"Pfft..."

Chu Mo exhaled and waved his sleeves.

"I'll go out and have a look..."

Chu Mo felt comfortable all over now, and he just went out to shake his fists.

A cleansing spell to clean himself up, and then take a step...

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and Chu Mo comes here on the moon.

When he arrived at the courtyard and saw Han Linglong lying on the ground in a panic, he knew what was going on without even thinking about it.

"Owner……"

Han Linglong struggled to get up and let out a cry of grievance.

Chu Mo nodded and left it to him to solve it.

"So it's just an old man!"

Chu Mo glanced to the side again, and said coldly: "What? Are you tired of working? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Are you the new Holy Son?"

Patriarch Daocang looked at Chu Mo with a calm expression, without any disturbance.

It seemed that he didn't take Chu Mo seriously at all.

"What if it is, what if it isn't?"

Chu Mo stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly.

"It's really arrogant!"

Patriarch Daocang sneered, and continued: "You have such a cultivation base at such a young age, it seems that you do have some strength."

He thought he could see through everything, and in his eyes Chu Mo was nothing more than a feudal marquis.

Therefore, he has no fear.

Instead, it began to swell, assuming the posture of an ancestor.

"However, you, the holy son, cannot be recognized by our ancestors in the back mountain!"

While Daocang Patriarch was speaking, his figure slowly floated up into the air.

He stared at Chu Mo, squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Boy, if you kneel and kowtow in front of me, worship under the old man's door, and then confiscate all the things you got in the realm of the gods, the old man will let you be the suzerain, so what?" ?”

"Just you? Here..."

Forget it...

"It's better for me to send you this old bone on the road!"

The corner of Chu Mo's mouth raised a mocking arc, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Daocang, and grabbed him with his right hand from the air.

In an instant, the fingertips of his right hand released a dazzling blue light, like a blue sun, illuminating the dark night.

Moreover, this round of blue sun is getting bigger and bigger, occupying the entire night sky in the blink of an eye, and it has a tendency to spread far away.

"Thunder finger?"

"It's so powerful?"

Patriarch Daocang was startled, and quickly restrained his attitude of underestimating the enemy, and pushed out his palms, hitting the blue light.

Bang bang, bang bang...

There was a muffled sound, and Patriarch Daocang's body was shaken back a few steps, while Chu Mo remained motionless, suspended in place.

In just one confrontation, Patriarch Daocang was completely defeated.

Even, Daocang Patriarch's chest heaved violently, panting heavily, as if the blood in his body was churning.

"you……"

After a while, Patriarch Daocang looked at Chu Mo in astonishment after he stabilized his breath.

"What are you, you hermaphrodite!"

Chu Mo said contemptuously, and slapped Patriarch Daocang with his right hand across the air, and at the same time shouted: "Look at me, Dawei Tianlong!"

Swish!

Immediately, a hundred-foot-long golden real dragon leaped out from behind him, and rushed towards Patriarch Daocang with great power.

Daocang Patriarch's pupils dilated rapidly, and he quickly raised his sword and slashed at the golden real dragon's head.

bang...

A blast.

The sharp sword in the hand of Daocang Patriarch was bounced away.

The golden real dragon charged towards him still with ferocious momentum, Daocang Patriarch was knocked into the air again, fell heavily a few meters away, his body was unstable, and even he suffered heavy injuries.

Maybe he will really die here!

"When did Chu Mo become so powerful?"

Seeing this scene, Pei Hanyu couldn't help being shocked.

"Haven't you always been great?"

Qi Yurou sucked up the last trace of essence like a kitten.

Pei Hanyu:? ? ?

It seems that they are not on the same channel.

"Master Suzerain...I think next time we can call Master together..."

"Threesome, there must be my teacher!"

Qi Yurou looked longingly, as if thinking of some wonderful scene...