“Zhenlong Seal!”
Under the blessing of bloodline power, the ancient ancestor of the Holy Land moved the magic formula in his hand, and the spiritual energy was condensed like a vortex in an instant.
“go with!”
Boom~~~
This dharma seal is extremely domineering, and wherever it passes, it causes thunder and lightning in the sky to continue, and the laws of heaven and earth are entangled, as if it can crush everything.
“This immortal!”
A hint of helplessness flashed in Yukui’s eyes.
But the movement in his hand was not slow. With a wave of his sleeves, a few dark red petals flew out from the void.
These petals seem to be ordinary, but they contain supreme Taoism. The petals condense to form a wall, and they bump into the mark.
In an instant, a shocking sound shook the sky.
“what?”
The ancestor of the Holy Land let out a surprise.
“What kind of strange thing is this? Sacred artifact?”
He could feel the terrifying energy on the petals, and even contained a Dao meaning that he couldn’t see through.
But I also feel that this petal is not a sacred artifact, but more like a ‘living’ thing.
Swish swish! !
A petal turned into a rain of arrows and fell.
The ancestor of the Holy Land was shocked and hurriedly used magical powers to resist.
chi chi~~~
Those petals could easily penetrate his spiritual power!
The petals cut the skin on the surface of his body, almost missing the vital point.
“Damn, what the hell is this?”
While the Holy Land Patriarch was fortunate, he was even more astonished in his heart.
These petals seem to be something on a higher level.
And what can make him, a strong man in the Holy Emperor Realm, irresistible, could it be… hiss! !
Just thinking about it, Yukui’s voice came again.
“Old thing, I borrowed the Zhentian Bell, don’t worry, I will definitely return it to you!”
After speaking, Yukui’s figure disappeared into the sea of clouds.
The ancestor of the Holy Land paused, his eyes slightly wrinkled.
“Ancestor!”
“Ancestor!”
One after another figure stopped beside him.
“Ancestor, Zhentian Bell was really…”
These people are all elders who guard Xuanling Pavilion, and their cultivation bases are unfathomable.
But they didn’t even notice the slightest movement. If the ancestors hadn’t appeared, they wouldn’t have known that the Zhentian Bell was taken away.
“Ah.”
The ancestor of the Holy Land responded.
“Take it away, and you can’t get it back.”
Everyone’s expressions changed, and they all knelt in the void.
“Ancestor please punish!”
“Forget it, it’s not your fault.” The ancestor of the Holy Land waved his hand, “This person is cultivated to the sky, even if I am not sure to stop him.”
“This…”
“All the ancestors lost?”
These people raised their heads, only to notice the scars on the hands of the ancestors of the Holy Land.
“hiss!”
“Ancestor is injured!?”
The ancestor of the strength of the Holy Emperor was injured, isn’t that mysterious person…
The Holy Land Patriarch thought for a moment, then said solemnly: “No one can mention today’s affairs in the clan, and externally say that Zhentian Bell is fine, and don’t let the clan cause chaos!”
“Yes!”
A group of people returned to the Holy Land one after another.
