Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

Heck.

In all the years Xiangwei has been alive, he has never encountered such an evil thing.

How did you do it?

He really doesn't understand.

You must know that the ring was his entire net worth, and it was snatched away by the person behind the scenes.

Who to humiliate?

The people behind the scenes didn't take him seriously either.

good good!

If we have to do this, then the feud between us is finally over.

"Old Ancestor, this..."

The elders of the Snake Tribe all had temptation in their eyes.

To be able to kidnap someone in front of their ancestor, and even snatch the ancestor's ring before leaving, this human race is really audacious.

"This is what I did on purpose."

After gathering his emotions, Xiangwei had a smile in his eyes.

"The human race behind the scenes is very powerful. If they are allowed to come here, trouble may occur. It will be our monks from the Snake Tribe who will suffer. There is a mark left by me on that ring. I will follow the mark to meet them. .”

The elders were stunned upon hearing this.

"It is so."

"Ancestor is indeed thoughtful, I admire you!"

The elders bowed and held their hands.

"You wait and watch the clan carefully, I will go and meet them personally!" In an instant, a cloud of mist enveloped the hill. When the cloud and mist dissipated, Xiangwei's figure also disappeared from the hill. Without a trace.

The elders who stayed on the hill looked at each other.

"Should we inform Xiangzu about this matter in the clan temple? Look at the human clan's methods. They can let a junior emperor cultivator bring several ancient sacred artifacts and artifacts. Behind it is probably the human clan's holy land. !”

"Do you want to displease the ancestor?"

"Furthermore, Xiangzu said that he can do it if he can. The ancestor is a false saint, and he is only one step away from the true saint. Even if it is the holy land of the human race, the ancestor has to be treated a little less. We don't want it. Too much trouble."

"The problem is, the temperament of the ancestor Xiangwei..."

"The status of our Snake Tribe has been threatened ever since the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan's saint appeared out of nowhere. With the temper of the Ancestor Xiangwei, if we provoke the Holy Land of our Tribe again, then our Snake Tribe will The situation is even more dangerous."

"Then if we call Xiangzu here, will the situation be better?"

For a moment, all the snake elders fell silent.

"At present, the human race's holy land is almost filled with saints left over from ancient times. There is a deep hatred between the human race and our ancestors. If he shows up, I am afraid it will only make the conflict worse."

"Be honest and wait for the return of the ancestor Rattletail."

At this time, the old site of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan.

"scoff~"

"That's it?!"

Less than half a minute after he sat upright, Natsuzhe Teng was lazily slumped in the void again, drawing circles with his magic wand.

She thought she had encountered something big.

For half a minute, I couldn't hold on.

Before Xia Zheteng could finish her words, the reflection of the reverse flow of time appeared in the void, and immediately in the void pointed by her magic wand, several snake-man monks appeared.

Frozen in the void before his eyes.

"Hold it!"

Gu Nanzhi, who had been staring into the void, was stunned when he saw the snake cultivators in front of him.

Really?

He just reversed time and revived Brother Xiao Sheng, and now he used time to bring those snake people here. However, the Xia Zhe Veng in the void did not show any signs of fatigue.

This is really divine!

"Okay~~~"

Xia Zheteng stretched lazily in the void. The moment she landed on the ground, Gu Nanzhi suddenly rushed in front of Xia Zheteng, knelt on one knee and raised his hands high.

"You are, my God!!!"

Xia Zheteng was a little frightened by such an unexpected scene.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"Sister, I want to pink you~~~" Gu Nanzhi stared at her big watery eyes, her face flushed a little sickly, and she stretched out her hand with a little anxiety in her eyes, "You, can you shake my hand?" A hand?"

"what?"

Although Natsuzhe Teng was a little confused, he still stretched out his hand.

Gu Nazhi touched it lightly, and immediately ran out a few hundred meters away, leaning on a tree and sniffing his hand, shouting "oh, oh, oh, oh, ah," like a vaulting monkey.

"Oh, it smells like an idol~"

“Smell~~~”

Natsuzhe Teng, who had a calm expression even when he was fighting with Xiangwei, now had a strong look of fear in his eyes.

"Rokudaime, is she sane?"

"It should be normal." Xu Anshan also stared at Gu Nanzhi, watching her jumping up and down in the forest, greedily sucking his fingers, and occasionally making strange screams like Old Liu before, "I'm not too good either. confirmed."

"Why don't you let Lao Liu go and talk to her about her condition?"

Bai Manghuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Bah!"

While Xu Anshan and the others were still communicating below, a sharp shout suddenly came from above the void.

"You didn't expect it, I'm back again!"

Bang~!

Before he could finish his words, Lao Liu stepped forward with his head raised, and there was a thud in his head that was frozen in time. He was stunned for a moment, but before he could react...

swoosh~~~

A simple Najie suddenly burst out of the void and hit him accurately. The huge force made his eyes widen in an instant. His whole body was bent like a shrimp, with his limbs stretched forward and his tongue hanging out.

With a swish sound, he was knocked away and was firmly embedded in the trunk of the ancient tree.

[Zhaozhuo, a new work has been born]

[After all, he is the most artistic among the six generations of you. His enthusiasm for creation is always so high. If he can’t make murals, he will make tree paintings.]

[Sure enough, strong people never complain about the environment]

Sighs emerged from Xu Anshan's eyes. At this time, Rao Tongzi was impressed by Liu Qingshan's pursuit of art.

It's so admirable!

"You deserve it, you have a head that deserves a beating." Seeing Liu Qingshan being knocked away by Najie, Bai Manghuo wrinkled his nose and gloated in schadenfreude.

"What's going on with Najie?"

Xu Anshan raised his eyebrows, while Xia Zheteng shrugged upon hearing this.

"It should be the ring of the fool who was tug-of-war with me. When I wanted to get those magic weapons back, he kept playing tricks on me."

"I simply snatched his entire ring."

As he spoke, Xia Zheteng curled his fingers.

The ring fell into her hands.

"Hey~"

The shape of the ring is very simple. At a glance, you can tell that the wearer is an old bangzi who has survived from ancient times.

"What's breaking the seal?"

Xu Anshan muttered, and his spiritual thoughts poured into Najie without any hindrance.

At this moment, Xiangwei, who was flying in the air following the brand of Najie, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His entire face turned pale, and his eyes were sluggish and lifeless.

"how is this possible?"

Hibiki clutched his chest with a look of horror in his eyes.

The seal of Najie was broken.

Looking at the whole world, one can count on one hand the number of monks who can break the seals so easily. Who did the descendants of those clans offend?

For a moment, Xiangwei in the void fell into deep thought.

there...

Is this really a place he can go to?

Almost at the moment when this idea was born, Xiangwei suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

"Why should I be afraid of the human race!"