"Tsk, these guys are so tenacious, they can't even take it like this. ”

Looking at the several foundation building period monks who were still holding on under the attack of the Eighteen Pandragons, the black-faced man pouted a little impatiently and said.

As he spoke, the black-faced man turned his head to look at Lin Chuhe, who was still calm, and grinned, "Brother Lin, don't you mind if I make a move?"

"If it's late, it will change, please feel free. ”

Lin Chuhe made a gesture of invitation to the black-faced man, and then said indifferently.

Looking at Lin Chuhe, who was still expressionless in the face of such a tense situation, the black-faced man scolded "monster" in his heart.

The next moment, I saw the blood light rising from the black-faced man's body, accompanied by a strange laugh of "quack", and several blood-colored skeletons flew out of the blood light and collided with several foundation building period monks.

"Poof!"

Just a wave of impact caused the King Kong Gate Thousand Stones, who were already seriously injured, to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Helian, isn't there a way to break the game? If we continue like this, we will all have to die in this place!"

Looking at Qianshi, who was even more depressed, Qingyun Dao couldn't help but shout loudly.

It's not that he has a good relationship with Qianshi, in fact, once the defense on Qianshi's side is broken, they will definitely die if they fall under the siege of the Eighteen Panlong.

Hearing the thunderous words, a look of hesitation flashed in Uncle Helian's eyes.

It seemed that he saw something in the eyes of Senior Uncle Helian, and the Fire Lotus Daoist of the White Lotus Sect couldn't help but speak, "Senior Brother Helian, it's all at this time, what scruples do you have?

As soon as the Fire Lotus Dao Gu said this, the rest of the people all looked over here, and there was even more unkindness in their eyes.

Seeing this, Uncle Helian couldn't help but sink in his heart, and in the end, he flipped his right hand and took out a purple spirit rune.

"This thing was originally left to me by my ancestor to deal with some difficult situations, but now it seems that I have to take it out. ”

Uncle Helian said in a deep voice.

"What is this?"

Everyone was puzzled.

It's just that Uncle Helian didn't seem to have the intention of explaining it to everyone, only to see a few whispers in his mouth, and the next moment, above the purple spirit rune in his hand, a terrifying aura emanated.

"Whoosh-"

In an instant, the purple spirit rune flew out, and under a burst of spiritual light, a figure slowly walked out of the spiritual light.

His black hair was scattered at will, and although his body was not very tall, it was extremely straight, like a sharp sword pointing straight to the sky.

When they saw this figure, the monks present couldn't help but feel worship.

This made them feel very strange in their hearts, just because, under their induction, the spiritual power fluctuations on the body of this figure who came out of the spirit rune were only the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, which was much worse than them.

However, when faced with such a figure whose cultivation is not as good as their own and others, they will actually worship in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Helian, who the hell is this?"

Qingyun Dao thundered, and his tone was a little dry.

It's just that for Qingyun Dao's thunderous inquiry, Uncle Helian didn't seem to hear it.

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Senior Uncle Helian knelt down on one knee in front of the figure, and said respectfully, "Helian Jie, disciple of the inner sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, meet the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor!"

Hearing Uncle Helian's words, several people couldn't help but be surprised.

They never thought that the person who suddenly walked out of the spirit rune in front of them would actually be the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor.

However, then everyone felt that it was impossible, after all, what kind of character the Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor was, how could he appear in this place.

Moreover, the young man in front of him, no matter how you look at it, is only a cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, how can it be the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor who has already stepped into the realm of great cultivators?

"I, not him. ”

At this moment, the young man who could only hear the air spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, everyone's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

However, the young man's next sentence made them completely stunned.

"I, just a memory of his youth. ”

Hearing the words of the young man, everyone still didn't understand that the young man in front of him, although he was not the real Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor, but it was condensed by the old ancestor who used the supreme secret method to intercept a memory of his youth.

Although such a thing sounded like a fantasy to them, however, when they thought of that ancestor's outstanding talent, everyone couldn't help but be relieved.

"Damn, do you want to play so big, even a character like the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor has appeared?"

The black-faced man's face is even darker at the moment.

He found that when the young Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor walked out of the spirit rune, your eighteen coiling dragons in the air seemed to be intimidated by the might, but they kept circling and roaring in the air, but they didn't dare to approach.

"Brother Lin, think of a way, otherwise, we will have to die here today, it's okay for me to die, you are the last hope of your martial royal family, there can't be any problems!"

For the black-faced man's words, Lin Chuhe became still so calm.

I saw his gaze quietly looking at the young Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor in the air.

The next moment, I saw Lin Chuhe stretch out his right hand, then took out a dagger and slashed it fiercely.

"Poof!"

Blood flowed out of Lin Chuhe's hands and dripped onto the blood-colored runes on the ground.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

It seemed to be stimulated by Lin Chuhe's blood, and the eighteen dragons who had been intimidated by the might of the young Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor were all red in their eyes and roared, and they rushed towards the young Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor in the air.

"Is the blood of the Lin family, it really deserves to be the guardian of the dragon vein of heaven!"

Glancing lightly at Lin Chuhe under the field, he saw the young Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor raise his head, looking at the eighteen-pan dragon who was rushing madly with a calm face, but he gently raised his right hand.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the Eighteen Panlong slammed into the right hand of the Young Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor.

It's just that that terrifying power seems to be blocked by an invisible force, and it can't move forward in the slightest.

"Sword Intent Silk!"

Suddenly, Uncle Helian looked at the figure in the air with a look of adoration.

Hearing this, everyone looked carefully into the air, only to see that on the tip of the young Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor's right fingers, there were undetectable cultivation qi, flying out like silk threads, entangled in the eighteen crazy roaring coiling dragons.

"Ancestor stopped those evil dragons, let's deal with those two people. ”

At this time, I only heard Uncle Helian speak again.

Hearing this, everyone naturally didn't have the slightest intention of objecting, bypassed the coiling dragon in the air, and rushed towards Lin Chuhe and the black-faced man.

"I'm in trouble!"

Looking at the Uncle Helian who rushed over, the black-faced man also had to meet him.

Although there are many enemies, however, Uncle Helian and his people were suppressed by most of the strength here, and for a while, they couldn't take him.

For the few foundation building period monks who stood with the black-faced man, Lin Chuhe didn't care much.

His gaze always fell on the young Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor who restrained the eighteen coiling dragons in the air.

"It seems that it is not enough. ”

He shook his head slightly, and the next moment, he saw him say in a low voice, "Old Man, come out." ”

As Lin Chuhe's words fell, I saw a figure, but it came out from the shadows, it was the old man who had had several relationships with Lin Yifan!

It's just that at this moment, the old man is holding Lin Yiyi, a little drunkard who seems to be asleep, in his arms, and his face is full of grief.

"Your Majesty, do you really want to do this? Isn't it enough to use the life of an old slave?"

The old man glanced at the sleeping little drunkard, then raised his head, looked at Lin Chuhe and said.

Hearing this, Lin Chuhe did not wrinkle a little, looked at Elder Yan calmly, and said, "Elder Chen, originally I thought that you were the person I trusted the most, but it seems that you have also disappointed me." ”

"The old slave doesn't dare!"

Hearing this, Qian Lao hurriedly knelt down, "The life of the old slave was given by His Majesty, and His Majesty wanted to take it away, he could take it at any time, but the little princess ...... her."

Before the elder could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lin Chuhe and said, "Yiyi's birth is for the arrival of this day, you should know very well, and it is precisely because of this that I handed her over to you who trust her the most to take care of." ”

Hearing Lin Chuhe's words, the old man knew that no matter how much he tried to dissuade him, it was useless, and at the moment, he could only look down at the sleeping little girl in his arms with a sad face.

"Want to sacrifice blood relatives? It seems that for your purposes, you people have gone completely crazy!"

In the air, when the old man appeared with the little drunkard in his arms, the young Wanjian Ancestor frowned slightly, and when he heard the conversation between the two, his face changed slightly.

The next moment, I saw that the young Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor's right hand was slightly tightened, and the sword wire restrained the eighteen dragons in the air, and he looked at Lin Chuhe and said coldly, "Do you know that with such an evil ancient sacrifice method, although you can get the power you want, your ending will not be much better, and this little girl will be even more distracted!"

Hearing the words of the young Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor, Lin Chuhe didn't react, and still looked at him so calmly.

"It seems that you know, so ......"

Suddenly, the voice of the young Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor became cold, and the eighteen dragons in the air were also forced to retreat by him, and a little sword light on his fingertips was facing Lin Chuhe who was standing in the field.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

At this moment, the old man exclaimed, and then saw him suddenly pick up the dagger that was thrown away by Lin Chuhe on the ground, and stabbed it into his chest fiercely.

As if in a hurry, the old man actually stabbed several times, and in an instant, a large amount of blood flowed out of his chest as if he didn't want money.

"Your Majesty, the old slave will go first, the old slave, you can't, you will serve Your Majesty again!"

After saying that, the old man's body fell in a pool of blood, and his gaze finally fell on the little girl whose clothes were red with blood, but she was still asleep.

"Perhaps, if the old slave takes the first step and waits for the little princess on the road, she will not feel lonely. ”

This is the last thought when the old man is dying, he can't change Lin Chuhe's mind, and he can only use his last bit of life to do something for the little girl.

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