Looking at the thirteen people around him, listening to the urging cry in his ears, Uncle Ancestor only felt that the world was spinning and he was dizzy.

In a daze, he couldn't understand how he had become the enemy of the saint's disciples in a daze, and how he had fallen into the siege of the saint's disciples.

If he had known that there were saint disciples in front of him, needless to say that there were thirteen people, even if there was only one person, he would immediately flatter and flatter.

Thinking that he had offended thirteen Great Luo Jin Immortals at once, Uncle Ancestor even had the heart to die.

Listening to the shouting sounds around him, the head of the ancestor became more and more confused, and in a trance, he suddenly remembered the scene in the family of the uncle.

The uncle's family was defeated, the sword maniac was killed, and the huge family was left alone in the end, and the reason was precisely because he repeatedly fell for Su Yuan.

Thinking of this, in the heart of the ancestor of the uncle, a voice immediately sounded.

"It's all fake."

"This is also Su Yuan's trick, it must be a trick."

"Don't be fooled by him."

As this voice became louder and louder in the heart of the ancestor of the uncle, a stubborn light lit up in the misty eyes of the ancestor of the uncle.

"Haha, you're all fake, I'm not afraid of you. As long as Su Yuan is killed, all this will dissipate. ”

In the sound of laughter and shouting, the ancestor no longer paid attention to the thirteen great Luo around him, but rushed towards Su Yuan with the momentum of the barbaric sword array.

As the saying goes, those who are afraid of the horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of not dying.

The Burning Lamp Daoist and the others didn't expect that the Ancestor would put on a look of dying together, and they didn't care about their attack at all.

Therefore, under hesitation, they involuntarily stepped back, making way for the ancestor of the uncle, so that the ancestor rushed out and pounced on Su Yuan.

Seeing that he rushed out so easily, Uncle Ancestor believed in his judgment just now, and laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's all fake, Su Yuan, you should die." ”

With this sentence, Uncle Ancestor pointed to the barbaric sword array around him, only to see three hundred and sixty-five giant swords roaring up and striking towards Su Yuan.

I saw three hundred and sixty-five giant swords sweeping across the entire sky, and the sharp and cold tips of the swords pointed at Su Yuan, and they all pressed down.

But Su Yuan stood there, just looking up at the falling giant sword, but he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging.

Seeing that Su Yuan was already shrouded in the Wild Sword Array, and there was no way to escape, Uncle Ancestor was overjoyed in his heart and shouted: "Su Yuan, you don't want to use illusions to deceive me anymore, when I kill you, do these thirteen nameless juniors you conjure still dare to pretend to be saint disciples?" When the time comes, I'll have them honestly kneel in front of me, haha, I'll also try what it's like to be on your knees by the saint's disciples. ”

When Uncle Ancestor spoke, the Barbarian Sword Formation had already fallen on top of Su Yuan's head.

Just when he was about to fall on top of Su Yuan's head, he saw a flash of red light behind Kong Xuan, brushed outward, and then retracted backwards, and the barbaric sword array that was covered by the sky disappeared with the red light in an instant.

The Savage Sword Formation disappeared so simply, as if it was just an illusion that appeared on the scene just now.

Uncle Ancestor was immediately stunned, hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and looked in front of him.

But when his eyes widened, and even the eyeballs were about to pop out, he still saw an empty space.

Not to mention the huge Savage Sword Array, even a sword spike can't be found.

"This ...... This must be an illusion! It's fake! Quickly conjure up my Savage Sword Array. Uncle Ancestor yelled.

At this time, the thirteen people of the Burning Lamp Dao had already chased after them, and when they saw that the barbaric sword array that should have been snatched by themselves was actually taken away by Kong Xuan, everyone couldn't help but be extremely angry.

In Kong Xuan's hands, how could they snatch it back.

When the ancestor roared wildly, he looked at the thirteen people including the Lantern Daoist who chased behind him, and immediately yelled like a mad dog: "It's all fake, you are also fake, I want to debunk your illusion." ”

Saying that, Uncle Ancestor didn't dare to kill Su Yuan again, but turned around and pounced on the Burning Lamp Dao person.

In the chaotic mind of the uncle ancestor, there was still the last trace of reason, that is, the deputy sect leader of the dignified exposition sect, and it could never be Su Yuan's subordinates.

Therefore, the ancestor of the uncle believed that the person who burned the lamp must be fake, and it was the key to dismantling all the illusions in front of him.

Seeing that Uncle Ancestor pounced, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time in the hearts of the people of the Burning Lamp Dao finally erupted, and when he raised his hand, he slapped at Uncle Ancestor and scolded: "Get out of me." ”

With this sentence, I saw that the powerful cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal Da Cheng galloped away with this palm, turned into a huge palm, and slapped towards the ancestor of the uncle.

Feeling the powerful cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian, Uncle Ancestor was shocked all over his body, and he woke up from his dream in an instant.

Everything else can be faked, but this cultivation is impossible to fake at all.

In other words, everything he saw should be true, the Burning Lamp Deputy Sect Master in front of him is real, the disciples of the Twelve Saints are real, the loss of his Savage Sword Formation is also true, and it is also true that Su Yuan has a Saint Disciple as his subordinates.

When his mind was in a trance, Uncle Ancestor had already forgotten to resist, he just felt his legs weaken, and knelt down with a "plop".

The palm of the Burning Lamp Daoist was originally slapped at the chest of the Uncle Ancestor, but as the Uncle Ancestor knelt down, although he avoided the chest, he greeted his head.

Only a "pop" sound was heard, and half of the forehead of the uncle ancestor was swept by the edge of the giant palm, and the skull was immediately smashed, and white brains oozed from the wound.

Uncle Ancestor's body fell backwards and immediately fell towards the ground.

Just below the ancestor of Shu Xiantao is the mountain where the four of them are standing.

Although he saw that Uncle Ancestor had fallen, none of the four of Uncle Xiantao dared to take it, and they just watched Uncle Ancestor fall to the ground.

Only two "clicks" were heard, and the legs of the ancestor who landed on the ground first broke hard, and the broken leg bones were immediately inserted from the knees.

With the help of the power of the fall, the broken leg of the ancestor was inserted downward into the rocks, and the half of the body of the ancestor was like a flag, standing upright on the ground.

However, at this time, the skull of the ancestor was shattered, and he was already dying, and he was completely unaware of the huge pain in his leg bones.

Although he was dying, there was still a stubbornness in the eyes of the ancestor of the uncle, he raised his head with difficulty, looked at Su Yuan, and asked, "Why is this happening?" ”

Su Yuan glanced down at Uncle Ancestor and said, "Ever since you wanted to forcibly snatch my treasure, your tragic fate has already been decided. Man dies for wealth, birds die for food, and it is your greed that harms you. ”

Hearing this, Uncle Ancestor's eyes showed a trace of remorse, he raised his hand and took it out of his arms, took out the black ball, and begged: "I am willing to exchange this treasure for my life." ”

Su Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Strange treasure for life? Do you know that the treasure in your hand is nothing but ordinary things? ”

(End of chapter)