Led by Sikong Jun of the second division of the Donglai Sect and led by Wei Yuan of the third department, after appearing, he immediately bowed down and bowed respectfully to the little turtle, and said in unison: "Disciple to meet the Seven Evil Ancestors!" The sound shook the sky, reverberating back and forth in the surroundings, shaking the hearts of every monk who heard the voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The little turtle glanced around at the people behind him, nodded slightly, and then turned to look at the Fanmo Ancestor who was not far away, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Isn't my disciple of the Donglai Sect still dizzy from your old eyes? Hmph, since you are not convinced, you can fight now! Whether you nearly 10,000 people beat us tens of thousands, or we tens of thousands of people beat you nearly 10,000 people, you choose!"

Fanmo Ancestor was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, hugged his fists and bowed to the little turtle, and said: "Ancestor, you are laughing, how dare the younger generation do it with the senior......s!

The little turtle turned around directly, glanced at the back lightly, and said: "The old ancestor of the Motu Sect led people to invade the Taibai branch of my Donglai Sect for no reason, burning, killing and looting, doing all kinds of evil, and the crime is extremely evil! The disciples listened to the order, and all the monks of the Motu Sect in this place were immediately killed, destroying the Yuan Shen, and not letting go of one!" Then with a wave of the little paws, it immediately took the little turtle as the center, and a burst of "creaking" icing sounds came out, and a radius of 300,000 zhang instantly turned into a piece of ice and snow.

Fan Mo Ancestor was shocked in his heart at this time, Rao is already a cultivator in the middle of the ancient realm, in this ice and snow, he suddenly felt that the speed of the aura in his body had slowed down by more than three points out of thin air, and he felt bursts of cold and piercing bones on his body, it seemed that if he stayed for a while and a half, he would become an ice sculpture. The ancestors of Fanmo are already like this, not to mention those disciples of the Motu Sect, at this time, many disciples in the Qi Condensation Stage and Foundation Building Period have already frozen to death, while those in the Jindan Stage and the Yuan Infant Stage have purple lips and shiver from the cold.

On the other hand, on the side of the Donglai Sect, I don't know if the little turtle deliberately controlled it, but it was not affected at all, but one by one, they were alive and vigorous, and unceremoniously pinched the trick and bombarded the monk of the Motu Sect. Suddenly, the light of the spell formed an impenetrable net in the air, overwhelmingly covering the monks of the Motu Sect, without giving the other party a chance to dodge.

At this moment, the ancestor of Fanmo, who was originally motionless on the ground, immediately stepped out and fell towards the huge net formed by the overwhelming spells, and suddenly, a translucent ripple spread out with his finger as the center, and it was even slightly similar to the aura ripples that appeared when the Heavenly Dragon broke through the Thick Earth Divine Skill.

The translucent ripples spread out in the blink of an eye to the size of the web, and then contracted violently. The thing that made the monk of the Donglai Sect gasp appeared, and after this ripple shrank one by one, the original fierce and domineering magic net actually weakened by more than sixty percent out of thin air! And this ripple just shrank, and then spread again, as if it was going to come to another reincarnation and completely extinguish this magic net!

"Fanmo, what are your good means, I don't know if I can even absorb the huge net of my ancestor?" Just when the monks of the Motu Sect were excited, and the disciples of the Donglai Sect inhaled for a while, a cold voice came out, and the little turtle stepped out, with a wave of its little paws, and immediately a huge net suddenly appeared behind the giant net of magic, and this net turned out to be completely translucent, and it was formed by the little turtle mobilizing the surrounding ice aura!

Fan Mo Ancestor glanced at the ice aura net in front of him, which was behind the magic giant net, and couldn't help but look solemn for a while. However, at this time, the ripples emitted by the fingers had already spread out, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of the magic net, and they swept away the spell net in front of them without accident.

However, when this ripple fluctuation spread to the ice system aura giant net emitted by the little turtle, a "click" sound suddenly came out, and the originally formless and substantial ripples were directly frozen by the ice as if they were substance, forming a huge ring in mid-air, and then as the little turtle's paws fell, it also fell from mid-air before the giant net. Fan Mo Ancestor's face was like earth at this time, and his lips were purple, obviously the freeze just now made him also suffer a backlash, and the cold and piercing meaning of being suppressed in his body completely exploded, making him shudder!

The giant net did not fall at this time, as if listening to the command of the little turtle, exuding bursts of cold meaning, enveloping the nearby sky with a radius of 300,000 zhang.

"I'm waiting for my wish to surrender!Disciple Wen Nan pays a visit to the Seven Evil Ancestors!" At this moment, the middle-aged monk who had arranged the Nine Star Array of Ink and Earth stepped out first, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and bowed down towards the little turtle, respectfully waiting for the little turtle to fall.

And as he knelt down, immediately, the eight people who had arranged the Nine Star Array of Ink Earth with him also walked out after glancing at each other, and knelt down towards the little turtle with their fists in their fists: "I'll wait for the wish to surrender and meet the Seven Evil Ancestors!"

This time, a large number of people in the nearly 10,000 Motu Sect monks immediately bowed down with their fists clasped and bowed, and even Wang Xian, the sect leader of the Motu Sect, also bowed down with his fists and surrendered. As for those low-level disciples of the Motu Sect who were already frozen and couldn't move, they were helpless at this time, so they had to shout hoarsely and loudly to surrender, there was no way, it was still important to have a small life, after all, even the sect master and others had surrendered.

The little turtle looked at these people noncommittally, then stared at the Fan Mo Ancestor, and asked coldly: "What? Don't you want to surrender? Although my Donglai Sect is strong, I don't want to keep an enemy alive! Since this is the case, then the ancestor will ...... it."

"Junior Fan Mo, meet the Seven Evil Ancestors, the younger generations are willing to surrender!" "The Fan Mo Ancestor was so bitter in his heart, he almost didn't cry, after all, the situation in front of him really didn't allow him not to surrender, even the sect master and the nine sons of the ink soil with the same heritage have surrendered, and he is a bare-bones commander, and he will not be the opponent of the Seven Evil Ancestors and the Donglai Sect at all!

The little turtle glanced at Fanmo Ancestor, snorted coldly, and said, "Why, this Ancestor seems to be very reluctant to surrender......! In this case, I don't want to leave any scourge for the sect, you better not surrender, just give the Motu Sect a burial!" The little turtle looked at the ancestor of Fanmo coldly, but his heart was already happy, and he felt that he still needed to use the routine first, and try the sincerity of this old guy.

Old Ancestor Fanmo gritted his teeth, waved his hand again and again, and said, "No...... No...... I am really willing to surrender, Ancestor, this is my soul blood, I will follow Ancestor wholeheartedly in the future, and I will never dare to have the slightest second heart! If not, listen to Ancestor!" Seeing that the little turtle didn't believe it, Fanmo Ancestor waved his hand, slapped it on the door of his head, took out a trace of soul blood, and respectfully presented it to the little turtle.

The little turtle waved his paws, took the soul blood and checked it, and confirmed that it was the true of the ancestor of Fanmo, and then said lightly: "Hmph, since you are so loyal, then the previous offense, this ancestor will not care! behave, this ancestor will definitely help you achieve the Great Dao of Heaven when you achieve the holy realm! But if you have ulterior motives, I will not tolerate it!"

When the ancestor heard the words of the little turtle, he was immediately surprised and delighted, and he knelt down and kowtowed again and again: "Yes, the disciple will follow the decree of the Seven Evil Ancestors!

The little turtle nodded, waved his little paws, and said: "Fanmo, I see that you are also quite determined, Ancestor, I am magnanimous, in the future, the Motu Sect will be changed to the Motu Branch of the Donglai Sect, you are still the ancestor of the Motu Branch, and everything in the Motu Branch is still up to you." How about it, you won't live up to the high hopes of this ancestor, right?"

The ancestor of Fanmo was overjoyed, and immediately bowed deeply to the little turtle with his fists, and said respectfully: "Naturally not, I ...... How can I live up to your high expectations, Ancestor! Disciple Fanmo bows to Ancestor! Ancestor, don't worry, if you can't manage the Motu Division well, the disciple will definitely come up to see you!"

The little turtle's round eyes glared, and he scolded: "I said that you are also such a big person, why are you so bloody at every turn, and you still come to see you, you have your head raised, can you still go? Really, there is no culture! Just rush at you, I don't worry about you! Hey...... People look not small, thousands of years old, and they are still so unreliable...... Or my little Tianzi, little Tianzi, you brute, where are you?"

Fan Mo Ancestor was scolded by the little turtle, and he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to fight back for a while, so he had to grin. However, after hearing the latter words, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Ancestor, the disciple has a question, who is the little Tianzi......? Could it be some spirit beast senior?"

The little turtle glared at him, suddenly became angry, and scolded: "Ouch, why do I say you talk so much nonsense, ah...... You're a brute, your whole family is a brute! I'm telling you, the little genius is not something you can scold, only I am allowed to scold! Really, such a big person, he has no vision at all. ”

"Yes, yes...... The disciple was clumsy, offended the predecessors of the little Tianzi, it was really a sin, please punish the ancestor!" "Poor Fanmo ancestor, who was scolded by the little turtle at this time is the same as his grandson, not only did he not dare to fight back at all, but he also had to blindly curry favor, and the disciples of the Motu Sect and the two monks of the Donglai Sect who looked around were dumbfounded! But the disciples of the Donglai Sect were okay, after all, they knew the habits of the little turtle, and they were used to it.

After the little turtle scolded for a while, he looked at the ancestor of Fanmo and said: "Fanmo, don't lead the way yet, the ancestor I want to go to the Motu branch to inspect it!

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(To be continued)