Luo Yuan wanted to laugh out loud at the moment, but he was afraid of causing dissatisfaction among everyone in Baichuan Country. I endured it with difficulty, afraid that I was going to suffocate my internal injuries.

It was no wonder that the disciples of the Evil Mansion would look down on the monks of the Baichuan Kingdom so much before, these ambushes on all sides really made him laugh. But to get back to the point, this method of ambush on ten sides, when the ten teams that appeared were hiding, it was difficult for him to notice.

In his senses, they seemed to be one with the world around them. If you only scan with your divine sense, rather than with your naked eye, your breath is almost the same as your environment.

From this place alone, this Baichuan country is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Luo Yuan looked at the man from Baichuan Country and said, "Thank you for your help, I am very grateful." ”

The man also said politely: "It's okay, it's just that this evil house disciple has broken the rules of my Baichuan country." We'll wait for the sanctions, and as for helping, it's just a coincidence. Fellow Daoist, it's time for you to leave. ”

Luo Yuan nodded, and after clenching his fists, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, the man frowned, strode forward, and stopped Luo Yuan with a horizontal gun: "Fellow Daoist, slow down." ”

"Huh?" Luo Yuan wondered, he didn't need to borrow the Tao now. If it is a matter of borrowing the Tao, it can be seen that its complexion is not right, not as if it is borrowing the Tao, but something else.

The man frowned, as if weighing what tone to speak. After a long time, he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Daoist friends come with me, and the ancestor is invited." ”

As soon as these words came out, Luo Yuan was surprised. No wonder this man frowned and thought a little before. At this time, Luo Yuan himself couldn't help frowning and thinking, what does this mean?

If it really collided with Baichuan Kingdom, it would not be as if the ancestor personally came forward to deal with it. But if you say that there is something important to discuss, you just build a foundation by yourself, what qualifications and strength do you have to negotiate? No matter how you think about it, whether it's good or bad, it's extremely unreasonable.

But Luo Yuan still followed the man, and the hundred monks scattered and stood on both sides. It's just that with every step Luo Yuan takes, the momentum on his body will increase by a point, giving Luo Yuan an invisible pressure.

With every step Luo Yuan took, he felt the pressure on his shoulders heavier. Ten steps later, it was as if he had a mountain on his body, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Eleven steps, twelve steps, thirteen steps, Luo Yuan stumbled, and almost didn't stand firm. Under the gaze of the hundreds of foundation building monks, I am afraid that even the fierce tiger will be scared to death. And the coercion of the hundred foundation-building monks gradually dispersed, even if they were all foundation-building, they couldn't bear it.

Fourteen steps, a trace of blood was already overflowing from the corner of Luo Yuan's mouth. He was not in his prime, and at this moment, he was under such pressure, and his injuries were difficult to suppress.

Fifteen steps, under this step, it was like the pressure of the Great Dao, and a mouthful of blood could no longer be held back, and it sprayed out. Luo Yuan landed on one knee, and the Remnant Sun Sword was inserted into the ground as a support.

"Okay", an old, slow voice came slowly, and there were even threads spreading in the air. It is like a ripple in the water, which is dazzling.

Hearing this, the coercion of the hundred foundation building monks quickly dissipated, and they saluted and said, "Yes."

Then, an auspicious cloud floated in the sky, slowly lifting Luo Yuan's body, and then drifting away. The disciples of the surrounding Baichuan Kingdom saluted again, and the auspicious cloud was the thing of their own ancestor.

Luo Yuan didn't have any resistance, and in the face of absolute strength, he didn't have any choice. When others want to see him, he can't run away, and he can't beat him, so he can only passively resign himself to fate. As for whether it will be good or bad in the end, no one knows. However, judging from the current situation, the ancestor of the Baichuan Kingdom should have no ill will towards him.

If there is really malicious intent, why bother the disciple to coerce, just slap it out and wipe it out.

After a dozen breaths, the auspicious clouds slowly floated in front of a big mountain, and then left Luo Yuan and flew into the mountain without a trace.

Luo Yuan stepped on the air, looking at the high mountain in front of him, there was no gate, and he couldn't help frowning, not knowing how to step in.

It seems that the ancestor of the Baichuan Kingdom knew Luo Yuan's predicament, and a door suddenly lit up at the foot of the mountain, connecting the mountains and rivers, but the interior was difficult to see.

Luo Yuan didn't think much about it, and if he came, he would be safe and step in. Just stepped into the light gate, only to feel a whirlwind of the sky, when the eyes were restored again, only to see a stone temple.

And in the stone temple, there are all kinds of divination utensils, at first glance, they are all made of stone, but they are dressed up. And after condensing the mana in his eyes, he found that all of them were magic weapons. Its quality, I'm afraid that in Luo Yuan's impression, is still above the ancient sword of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

In other words, I'm afraid it's at least the grade of Tongtian Spirit Treasure. There is a path on the left and right of the stone temple, leading to the interior of the stone temple, which is deep and simple.

Luo Yuan took a deep breath, then walked to the path on the right, and stepped in, no longer hesitating.

From beginning to end, the impression of the ancestor of the Baichuan Kingdom was only the old "Okay" from before.

Ten breaths, Luo Yuan walked on the path, except for the narrow road ahead, it was dark all around. Even if the mana gathered, it was still difficult to see, as if it was in the void, a kind of darkness that was extremely deep, and there was no light.

It's ten breaths again, Luo Yuan is already in a calm mood at the moment, there is nothing outside his heart, there is no wave on his face, and he reproduces the coldness of a swordsman. Ten breaths again, Luo Yuan looked ahead, the road, broken. One more step, under your feet is an endless abyss, I don't know where it leads, even if I fly, I don't know how long it will take.

If there is a forbidden sky technique, I am afraid that if Jin Dan goes down, it will be a place to die without a burial. Luo Yuan stopped, not knowing how to choose, and when he turned back again, the road behind him was gradually collapsing. In other words, there is no way out before and after the body.

Luo Yuan frowned slightly, didn't think about it, and decisively jumped and rushed to the bottom. Falling, ten breaths, twenty breaths, thirty breaths, Luo Yuan's ears only had the wind howling when he fell, and his face was blown by the wind.

Suddenly, a light seemed to appear in front of Luo Yuan's eyes. Immediately after, Luo Yuan felt the world spinning again, and a flower in front of him jumped up.

"Hehe, don't panic, Xiaoyou, continue to sit, drink tea to suppress the shock, let's talk again." A voice came, which was the same as the previous sound of the word "okay", it was the ancestor of Baichuan Country.

When Luo Yuan heard this, he first looked at the place where he had just jumped up, but it was just a futon. Then I was just sitting on the futon before, but the cliff, the path, and the stone temple were indeed walked by myself.

Then, he forcibly suppressed the incomprehension and dissatisfaction in his heart, and turned his head to look at the place where the words of the ancestor of Baichuan Country came from. I saw a thin figure sitting less than three feet away from him, and the old man was looking at himself, with a smile on his face.

Luo Yuan felt at first glance that it was just a good face, and then when he looked at it. But seeing that this old man is not only thin and thin, but also has a pair of mung bean eyes, and he also turns a few times from time to time, like a warlock in the rivers and lakes.

"It's you?" Luo Yuan said in surprise, his words full of incredulity.

"Hehe, little friend, the old man sees that you are prominent, talented, and your bones are amazing, and your head and horns are definitely not something in the pool. Xiaoyou needs to count a hexagram? It's not expensive, it's not expensive, fifty taels of silver is enough. Xiaoyou, might as well come and count a hexagram?" "The person who opened his mouth was the ancestor of Baichuan Country.

And his appearance is the same as the Jianghu warlock that Luo Yuan met earlier in the teahouse in Ning'an City. No, these words are the warlock, Luo Yuan couldn't help but smile helplessly.