Chen Zimeng's figure flashed and appeared next to Ning Qin, the three of them were startled, and immediately surrounded Chen Zimeng, Feng Ling was about to ask, Chen Zimeng shook his head.

Thinking of Ling Hutao's words, Chen Zimeng immediately said: "Everyone close your eyes and ignore the changes in the outside world for the time being. ”

"Why?" Feng Ling and Zhang Yi were obviously stunned, but Ning Qin didn't say anything, glanced at Chen Zimeng, and then closed his eyes.

Feng Ling also closed his eyes, Zhang Yi followed, but Chen Zimeng turned his head to look at a void, where the light rotated, and a faint blue light flickered.

Gradually, the surrounding environment changed drastically, Chen Zimeng groaned and closed his eyes.

"I have found the ancestor, it turns out that he is not in retreat here, but trapped here, but fortunately, with the ancestor's ability, he will soon be able to break through the obstacles and go out with us to solve the sect catastrophe. ”

Feng Ling's voice was slightly excited, "Great!"

"Zimeng, what was that big fish just now? It's so beautiful!" Ling Hutao's matter was solved, and the four of them were relieved, Ning Qin smiled, very cute, and his pretty face was full of joy.

It's a pity that all four people present closed their eyes and couldn't see Ning Qin's incomparably beautiful smile.

Chen Zimeng felt the changes around him, he could feel a lot of light passing quickly, and he also felt a trace of the aura of a spell in it, even the beacon fire seemed to be very happy, and kept humming, conveying his joy to Chen Zimeng.

Chen Zimeng smiled and answered Ning Qin's question.

"That's the Void Kun, a strange creature that lives in the void, in ancient times, there was a place called Yunmengze, where lived a strange race, they were called Void Herders. ”

Feng Ling's voice was full of surprise, "So the Ancestor is actually a Void Shepherd?"

"I'm not sure about this, in ancient times, Yun Mengze disappeared, and the Void Shepherds also disappeared, so I don't know what the identity of the ancestor is. Chen Zimeng returned, and at this time, a voice sounded in the ears of the four people at the same time.

"Want to know who I am? Don't worry, you'll find out soon!"

The four of them all opened their eyes, except for Chen Zimeng, Ning Qin and the three of them immediately bowed down to salute.

"See the Ancestor!"

"No need to be polite, let's go!

"Ah!" Ning Qin and Feng Ling were very surprised, but before they could say anything, Ling Hu Tao waved his hand, and the surrounding brilliance flowed, and in an instant they came to the main hall on the top of Baiye Mountain, and Chen Zimeng saw that the Peep Heavenly Bead was placed directly in the hall, exuding an extremely bewitching light.

Ling Hutao walked over, came to the Peep Dzi, took a look, seemed to be very regretful, shook his head, and then walked out of the main hall.

Lu Feng and Qi Wu were not here, Chen Zimeng and the four of them glanced at each other, and were about to walk out, when suddenly a huge spiritual power fluctuation came, and an extremely depressed aura instantly spread throughout the Baiye Sect.

The four of them quickened their pace, and a huge roar came, and the door of the "boom~" hall was smashed straight away, and a figure flew in.

Chen Zimeng and the four of them were stunned, looking at the people on the ground, there was not the slightest trace of blood, but they could feel that they were dead.

Looking at his face, he was very unfamiliar, and he didn't seem to be a disciple of the Baiye Sect.

Outside the main hall, dozens of huge spaceships were hovering in the sky outside, and their high sails were raised to the sky.

Countless flying swords circled and danced, and there were also many magic weapons that shone brightly, and the entire sky was full of breath fluctuations.

The two of them, Wu Wu and Lu Feng, were hanging in the air at the moment, their clothes were slightly tattered, but they looked at the man in white in front of them with joy on their faces.

They naturally guessed who the strong man who could stop them would be?

There is no one but Ling Hutao!

The square of the Kashiwa Ye Sect was full of figures, not the disciples of the Kashiwa Ye Sect, and now the Kashiwa Ye Sect, except for the disciples who stayed in the inner gate area, the rest of the people were all killed.

None of them were spared, and the opponent didn't even need to live!

It's a massacre!

Chen Zimeng jumped up, even the beacon fire roared under his feet, and flew to the bottom of the mountain, the core disciple area was already full of people at this moment, but Chen Zimeng counted carefully, and there were less than fifty people.

Chen Zimeng saw a corner, hooked up with blood, his face was bloodless, sitting on the ground, holding a broken sword in his hand, Chen Zimeng remembered that it was a weapon of hooking.

After finding the six Murong Yicang, Chen Zimeng breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that they had gone to Qijiao Mountain or that tunnel.

Seeing Chen Zimeng's return, Murong Yicang and the others were also very happy, and the seven of them stood together and smiled at each other.

Friends are okay, that's a good thing!

Ning Qin followed Chen Zimeng and used the moon ring to fly down, Feng Ling and Zhang Yi had no magic weapon to fly, so they had to slowly descend along the mountain road steps.

Everyone looked at the core disciple who was belatedly coming, the catastrophe was at the head, death was like a shadow, they needed a direction.

Feng Ling was silent and looked at Zhang Yi, who just shook his head.

In the end, it was Chen Zimeng who spoke, "Senior brothers, don't worry, the four of us have already found my sect ancestor Ling Hutao!"

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the sky, the figure of the man in white came into everyone's eyes, but almost all of them were puzzled, the ancestor of the Baiye Sect?

But in any case, there are strong people in the way, and they have hope!

Above the square, countless figures stopped, looked at the sky, and were terrified.

The fluctuations that made Hu Tao emanate all over his body were all conveying dangerous messages to them.

Someone hissed and stepped back.

"Yuan Baby!"

In the sky, one huge ship after another was shattered by a huge force, and the fragments fell down the sky, and one of the ships even ignited a raging fire and fell towards the mountains in the distance, and after a long time, a loud noise came.

An angry roar came from the sky, "Presumptuous!"

Ling Hu Tao looked at it coldly, stretched out his hand and held it in the air, countless spiritual qi gathered, turned into storms gathered in Ling Hu Tao's palm, pushed forward, and the spiritual energy storm roared, circulating for hundreds of miles in an instant, crashing into the comer.

"Who are you?" The storm had not yet dispersed, but Chen Zimeng was strong enough to hear the fear in the ears of anyone who came.

"I am, your ancestor!"

Ling Hu Tao ignored these people in the venue, and looked at a void, his eyes full of coldness.

"What's the matter? Don't you show up, do you want to be a turtle?"

Looking along Ling Hutao's line of sight, the void rippled, and a huge turtle stepped in the void, staring at Ling Hutao with scarlet eyes.

On the back of the turtle, a palace was built, full of gold, very solemn, like a royal court.

On the other side, the tip of a flying sword was exposed, and a white-eyed Taoist stood on the sword, looking at Ling Hutao with a frown, with murderous intent in his eyes.

There was also a bald fat man, covered in armor and armor, holding a big axe in his hand, his face was full of meat, and he snorted softly, which could actually set off a small whirlwind.

"Are you Ling Hutao? aren't you dead?"

A voice came from the palace, which made Hu Tao squint and was very unhappy.

"Your ancestors, I live well!"

"Oh, look for death!" Without the slightest nonsense, a light flashed in the palace, and a spear flew out, and the clouds rolled up all over the way, and the sound was terrifying!

Ling Hutao turned his head to look at the Baimei Daoist, and among the three of them, he could feel that the Baimei Daoist was the strongest, and the origin was also the most mysterious!

With a move of his hand, the clouds changed all over the sky, and a huge lamp appeared in the sky, pressing downward, and the whistling spear was instantly stunned, and it shattered in less than a moment.

"I'm so daring, break my magic weapon and die!"

There was a roar in the palace, and the giant tortoise raised its front legs like a giant pillar and stomped on it, until its big hands appeared in the air, bringing countless wind breaths, and the air was also swept up with sound explosions, and countless people in the field covered their ears with painful faces.

What's more, blood was shocked out of the seven orifices.

Very strong!

But Chen Zimeng's eyes are full of light!

Ling Hu Tao raised his head, and the sky was dyed with a faint layer of blood at some point, which was very depressing and unpleasant.

Stretching out his hand, it was very bland, and it seemed that nothing had happened, at least in the eyes of Chen Zimeng and others.

But the white-eyed Taoist and the bald man shrank their pupils, and they instantly attacked forward from the spot.

A giant axe pierced the void like opening the sky, and during the day, Chen Zimeng actually saw the starry sky through the shadow of the axe.

A white light came not far in front of Ling Hutao in an instant, and the sword of the white-eyed Daoist arrived, which was extremely powerful, but Ling Hutao was slightly stunned, and then laughed.

With a flick of his fingers, the sword shattered, the face of the white-eyed Daoist changed greatly, and he retreated, the bald man's giant axe arrived, but it was useless, and he was pinched by Linghu Tao, and a barrier was lifted, which actually led it to the giant tortoise, and in an instant the entire sky was pierced, and the light of the sun seemed dim.

The white-eyed Taoist retreated, but he was instantly startled, beckoned to raise the flying sword, but he was a step too late, causing Hu Tao to appear beside him, stretching out his hand and twisting it, directly cutting off all his vitality.

At the same time, before the bald man on the other side could react, the phantom of a lamp appeared, enveloping him entirely, and with a scream, the bald man was burned to ashes by the wick.

The giant tortoise's eyes flashed with scarlet light, and when it slammed forward, the air was compressed, and a huge whirlwind rushed forward, and countless buildings in the outer gate of the Kashiwa Ye Sect were blown down and reduced to ruins.

In the palace, a man in yellow flew out, with a red flower on his face, covering the entire face, and a faint red emanation, which was very demonic.

Looking at Ling Hutao with cold eyes, the man in yellow raised his head arrogantly, "You are good, surrender to me, I promise you to live as a person of this sect!"

Ling Hu Tao was stunned, then his face was full of anger, and he slapped it over.

"Put your mother's spring and autumn fart, and want to subdue your ancestors, which onion are you?"

With a cold snort, the man in yellow stretched out his hand and slumped a small flower in the palm of his hand, "Little Yuanying, if you don't know what to do, then die!"

The little red flower suddenly emitted an incomparably bewitching red, and in an instant, the entire sky was covered with red, the sun was covered, and there was no color between the sky and the earth except red.

The huge aura coercion came, and the remaining disciples of the Baiye Sect were instantly crushed by more than a dozen people, and their flesh and blood flew all over the place, leaving only a pool of blood in the same place.

"Defense!" Feng Ling roared, taking the lead in pinching the trick to pull out a shield, Chen Zimeng followed closely, and a light curtain stretched out, but at the same time, blood flowed from the eyes and noses of countless people.

Chen Zimeng looked to the side, and Ning Qin struggled to prop up the shield.

Desperately lifting up, Chen Zimeng poured his spiritual power into Lian Fenghuo in a large amount, instantly forming a second shield on Ning Qin's head.

"Zimeng......" Ning Qin looked at Chen Zimeng with difficulty, but saw Chen Zimeng sitting cross-legged, a strange light flashed on his body, and his breath was very mysterious.

Chen Zimeng closed his eyes, his mind sank to the silence, in the dantian, the sword platform was instantly broken, the spiritual power was disordered, and countless gaps between the meridians instantly appeared.

Blood is poured into the meridians and flows backwards along the meridians.

But Chen Zimeng didn't care about this, at this time, he was trying his best to guide a part of the spiritual power, and in the heart lake, there were big ripples.

Curse!

Chen Zimeng was extremely pleased, the safflower exuded a breath, and it was actually a very pure mantra origin.

Feng Ling once told him that in today's world, the path of cultivation is broken, the cultivation of qi realm is broken in the nine realms, the cultivation of qi is ten realms, and even the twelve realms of qi cultivation no one can reach it, and he must reach the twelve realms of qi training.

The best way to do this is to instill yourself with the Origin of the Mantra!

This is a catastrophe, but for him, it can be described as a monstrous creation!