Under the altar surrounded by nine dragons, in the secret room, the voice of the Imperial Spirit Ancestor sometimes scolding and sometimes mourning is eternal, it seems that if he does not do this, his life will end at any time, and he will die of extreme humiliation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Damn, damn it, Ziyun, you old horseman, old brute, you can't die well......"

The voice of the Imperial Spirit Ancestor gritting his teeth and scolding came out, but it was only for a while, and then he changed to a crying tone:

"Ancestor, I'm going to die, but Ancestor, I haven't lived enough, and I don't want to die! Ancestor, I love to be lively and beautiful in my life, and I want to die, and there should be a group of people who cry for Ancestor.

But here, no one knows if he's dead, and there's not even a corpse collector, so my ancestor and my life are miserable......"

After complaining for a long time, the Imperial Spirit Ancestor suddenly changed his expression:

"Damn Daluo Daozong, you old bastards all deserve to die, especially Cheng Qianzi and Tiansuanzi, you two old immortals, I have suffered so much from the ancestors, and I curse you to cut off the inheritance and the Taoist system......"

Just when the Imperial Spirit Ancestor was scolding, the originally extremely red wall of the secret room suddenly burst into a burst of light, but after a while, the glow began to converge, followed by a light curtain like water waves flickering, and the entire secret room was like a different space in an instant, and scenes appeared on the wall.

The Imperial Spirit Ancestor was stunned suddenly, looking at a blood-red picture, his breathing began to become short, in that picture, the figure of a young man in white appeared, his appearance was chic, handsome and extraordinary, but his eyes were slightly gloomy, that person was Xu Hua, and the place shown in that picture was in the Blood River Palace.

"Twenty years is up again?"

The Imperial Spirit Ancestor said in a daze, his eyes widened and he stared at the picture directly, but for a while, through the white hair scattered like a wild man, the essence in his eyes flashed, more and more prosperous, and a burst of laughter rang out violently:

"Ancestor, I thought I wouldn't be able to survive this day, Ancestor, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to let Ancestor and I survive again, as long as someone goes up to the cloud platform, those consumed spiritual power can be passed on to Ancestor I, Ancestor, I can live for a few more years......"

But as the Imperial Spirit Ancestor spoke, he seemed to remember something again:

"What if I can live a few more years, Ancestor, I really ran out of oil this time, and I have no hope of surviving for twenty years, this is the last time for Ancestor, this time I am really dead!"

followed by a mournful tone:

"Ancestor, in my life, I was deceived by Da Luo Daozong, and I was pitted by Ziyun's damn guy, it's really unlucky, the saddest thing is that Ancestor I have wanted to break my head for so many years, and I found that I don't have a single friend, no one loves anyone, I really deserve to be unlucky, how good it would be if I had one or two friends, as long as I can occasionally think of Ancestor I, and then look for Ancestor I, Ancestor I won't be saved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Imperial Spirit Ancestor began to rage again:

"It's all your damn Ziyun, why am I so unlucky, I was born on the same day, the same month, and the same year as you, your luck is even jealous of those old bastards of the Daluo Dao Sect, my luck must have been snatched away by you, it must be, Ziyun, you are shameless, you have been lucky all your life, let the ancestor and I be unlucky, I want revenge, revenge!"

After a rare pause, the Imperial Spirit Ancestor sighed and said:

"Ancestor, I'm going to die, what kind of revenge do I have, I don't know how many generations of the Imperial Spirit Sect have been passed down now, Ancestor, I was just greedy for fun, and I casually built a bird sect, but I don't want to be able to pass it on to this day.

Knowing this, Ancestor and I should have spent more time back then, leaving more treasures and property for these disciples and grandchildren, as long as you can occasionally think of Ancestor and me, every time you worship Ancestor and me, you can squeeze out a tear or two, Ancestor and I will be content.

Alas, if there was such a drop of sincerity in those tears, how good it would be! I didn't expect that my ancestor and I would really have to bury my bones here after I lied back then. ”

It's just that after a while, the face of the ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect began to turn hideous again, and he said indignantly:

"No, Ancestor, I still want to retaliate, I can't retaliate against the damn Ziyun, but the head of this Imperial Spirit Sect is really not angry, one generation is not as good as the next, what kind of garbage disciples are collected, if it was in ancient times, as long as those disciples were not too bad, Ancestor I would not be so miserable, with the spiritual power contributed by those disciples, Ancestor I can easily survive for twenty years, and I can still have some surplus, keep going like this, Ancestor I will have a day to get out of this place, blame these successive heads of the Imperial Spirit Sect, if I let Ancestor I get out of trouble, Ancestor I will definitely take revenge, let the current little guy also eat the suffering that Ancestor I have suffered for so many years......”

The ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect has been chattering there, his emotions are repeated, he knows that he is certain to die, but he still spits out words of revenge there, for countless years, the same kind of words have been said countless times, but he is still happy, he knows that as long as he stops, not to mention the lifeless result, loneliness and loneliness alone can destroy him alive and extinguish his crumbling fire of life.

Just when Xu Hua appeared in the picture in front of the Imperial Spirit Ancestor, in the place where Yun An died, outside the place where the bauhinia vine shrouded, two figures appeared, a purple-clothed young man and a woman with fiery red hair, it was Xia Feng and Wu Yan.

"I didn't expect this Yun'an to be the son of Uncle Lei. Wu Yan said, a little embarrassed.

Xia Feng didn't speak, a wave of heat dissipated, and a fireball had condensed in his hand, which was about to be smashed towards the Bauhinia vine.

"Senior brother, wait, although this Yun'an has done a lot of evil, but after all, he is the only son of Uncle Lei, so let me take his body back and hand it over to Uncle Lei. Wu Yan spoke to stop it.

Xia Feng didn't mean to stop, and said: "I advise senior sister not to do this, sometimes it's not a good thing to know the truth." ”

Wu Yan was silent, and at this moment, a faint fragrance suddenly came out from the dense redbud vine, which was the fragrance of flowers.

Yun An's body had disappeared, and on top of a rattan, a purple flower the size of a skull bloomed, where it was originally stained with the remains of an immortal jellyfish that had been pinched and exploded by Yun An, and there, a tear of Yun An also dripped from it.

The fireball in Xia Feng's hand came out of his hand, and with a loud "bang", the rattan was instantly filled with flames, and gradually turned into flying ashes in the trembling.

And neither Xia Feng nor Wu Yan noticed that within the rattan, the thorn with purple flowers, at the moment when the flames hit, broke the main body, burrowed into the soil, and shot towards the Blood River Palace, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A day passed in a flash, and when Niu Fan's figure reappeared, he had already come to the outside of the Blood River Palace, glanced at Ye Ruxue and Yu Hui beside him, and the three of them walked inward.

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