"Do you want to see the appearance of this seat clearly, and turn around and draw a villain to prick a needle and curse this seat?" Hearing the voice in his ear, Yin Dong was startled.

Yin Dong flatly denied it: "No, absolutely not, how can a disciple have that kind of idea of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors! The disciple just doesn't know the name of the master, my master will pretend to be a ghost, and the plaque of the broken Taoist temple where he lives is also broken, so the disciple wants to ask you to give the science popularization." ”

"Popular science?" obviously didn't understand the word, but this one was not interested in listening to Yin Dong's explanation, and then said: "The time for the recovery of this seat is limited, don't waste any more time." Ask again, are you really ready?" Yin Dong wanted to complain, but he didn't dare, and said honestly: "Yes." On the body of that majestic figure, there was a sad and desolate aura rising, and in the void behind him, some vague pictures were faintly reflected, and it was vaguely visible that it was the battle scene of the bloody and bloody fields and the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Then, the old voice sounded again: "The era of calamity is coming, this is the general trend, the catastrophe is coming, it cannot be avoided, at the end of the era, there are only those who should be robbed, either destroyed under the calamity, or, snatch luck, shed the mortal womb, break free from the shackles, and transcend this world like this seat, there are only two paths, there is no third choice." Yin Dong was shocked.

This person seems to have a deep understanding of the upcoming era of disaster, is he also a strong man who has experienced several era of disasters like the Sea Serpent King?

Soon, he felt that something was wrong, the Sea Serpent King had gone through several eras of calamity, and it had not detached.

Also, could this majestic figure be a new trick that the master has come up with to deceive people? In other words, the old liar pretends to be a god and a ghost.

The corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of playfulness, could it be that he was bluffed by the old liar's tricks? The more he looked at it, the more Yin Dong felt like it.

There was a look of disdain in his eyes, and he couldn't help but disdain: "Old liar, you can fool others, and play this clumsy trick on your own disciple, do you think I will believe it?" The old Taoist priest who was still trying his best to maintain the light gate was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, if he could speak, he would definitely scold this eyeless rebel for a bloody head, and then slap him to his grandmother's house in the west.

What a chance this is, this little bastard still has time to think wildly, in vain he has spent his master's foundation, communicating with the ancestors of the master, if he doesn't seize the time to get some opportunities, how to deal with the upcoming era of disaster?

The majestic figure also shook, and seemed to stumble. After countless years, he really hasn't met this kind of junior.

For a while, the light in his eyes fell, like thunder and lightning flashing, as if he was about to split Yin Dong into slag.

But then, he seemed to sense something, and his eyes were like a flash of lightning across the starry sky, casting it into the depths of the earth.

Yin Dong felt it and looked at it. Seeing this, he was startled again, and muttered: "The old liar's deception can't be so clever, and he can't get this special effect even when he makes a movie, can't it be true?" An inexplicable uneasiness emerged from Yin Dong's heart, growing like a weed...... If all this is true, then this majestic figure in front of you is really an elder of the sect, and then the fun will be great!

In the depths of the earth, a picture of thunder exploding in the sky has evolved, and purple thunder has fallen from nothingness, like a pouring heavenly river, bursting out of thousands of rays of light, like a thousand rays of ruiqi.

In the thunder that danced like a spirit snake, and in the rui qi that diffused, there was a towering ancient tree standing tall, and the whole tree was towering into the void.

The ancient trees lead the thunder, constantly leading the thunder from the void, like a thunderous mountain, standing on this barren land, exposing the huge tree roots on the rocky surface undulating like mountains.

Wisps of silver snake-like thunder light surrounded those huge branches, and some branches still hung with fruits, each fruit flashed with thunder, and those thunder lights were condensed into the shape of beasts, like a real alien beast, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the birds howled, exuding the reckless air that originated from the ancient years ago.

At this time, the mysterious shell was also triggered, and there was a fluctuation of thoughts--Xingchen Ancient Tree! Yin Dong was a novice cultivator and an idiot in cultivating common sense, but it did not prevent him from knowing that this Xingchen Ancient Tree was a good thing.

The aura that permeated the surroundings of this ancient tree of stars, as well as the thunder flashing on the towering mountain-like tree, showed that this spiritual tree had experienced countless years of thunder baptism, and there was a reincarnation of ancient air currents intertwined in it, flowing with the breath of time, and the creation it had experienced was completely beyond his imagination.

He didn't dare to have the idea of taking it for himself, but it wouldn't be too much to get some benefits, right?

The suspicious, no, must be the great figure of the elders of the division, since he is allowed to take over the small trouble of a division, he can't want the horse to run, but also the horse not to eat grass, right?

"Ancestor, can you give a few pieces of the fruit of that star ancient tree to your disciple?" Yin Dong lowered his figure, and his still green face showed a look of expectation, and his attitude was extremely humble.

Well, he won't say, in fact, considering his small arms and legs, it is difficult to climb the roots of the bulging trees on the surface, so he still asks the elders of the sect to pick a few, which is not ashamed.

The majestic figure took back the light that was cast on the ancient tree of the stars and looked at Yin Dong.

At this moment, these eyes became clear, reflecting the ups and downs of countless time and space, precipitating endless years, revealing a kind of vicissitudes and ancient meanings, and suddenly, Yin Dong's mind was trapped and addicted to it.

After a long time, or maybe for a moment, only to hear the majestic figure chuckle, which made Yin Dong wake up in laughter.

"You kid is really a chicken thief and stinky and shameless. He blinked, still a little ignorant, but the old laughter in his ears was like a spring breeze, and all the heaviness and oppression dissipated for a while.

Can you eat your face as food, since you can't, what's the use of asking for it?" The smile on Yin Dong's face deepened, and his attitude became more respectful: "Ancestor Mingjian, the disciple started from the end of the slightest, and his strength is meager, I am really worried that I will miss the major affairs of the master, so please ask the ancestor to reward a few fruits and improve the strength of the disciple." The old voice chuckled: "What an interesting little guy, Xingchen Fruit, it's nothing to reward you with a few, but it's not good to develop the habit of you little guys getting something for nothing, so forget it." In an instant, Yin Dong's fiery heart was like a volley soaring into the Nine Heavens, and then plummeting into the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, which could not be described by a big dive.

That feeling is indescribable. The latest chapter of the best little fisherman, chapter 345, the elder of the master's website: