After listening to Yichuan Lao Dao's words, Ning Ze nodded slightly, what Lao Dao said was not bad, the key was not in the Demon Spirit Wish, but in the Little Demon Ancestor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I understand what Daoyou mean, so should we go and help the three seniors?"

Lao Dao replied: "What Daoist friends said is extremely true, but there is no hurry, besides, with the strength of you and me, it can't help much, and when the two junior disciples of Poor Dao come back, Lao Dao has his own plans." ”

Ning Ze bowed slightly, saying that he had no opinion, and as Lao Dao said, if the power of the three Longevity Realm Ancestral Spirits, plus the Demon Suppression Tablet, could not suppress the demon head, they might not be of much use in the past......

The two of them in the hall didn't talk anymore, Yichuan Lao Dao squinted his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, Ning Ze squatted down, and a Northern Darkness True Qi hit Jin Ming's body, Jin Ming's body stiffened, and then from his feet to his head, the cold ice spread and was frozen up.

"Sir, is Jin Ming okay?"

Roy was still a little worried, although he had heard the words of Mr. and Ichikawa Sect Ancestor, he was still not at ease.

"It's more troublesome, but it's not a big problem...... There will be no danger to life. ”

After Ning Ze finished saying the previous words, he still added another sentence that his life would not be in danger.

"Oh! Mr. said it's okay, then it must be okay......"

Roy's words were actually said to himself and Jin Ming, because the two of them believed in Mr. the most.

The two figures flashed, and it was the two ancestors of Yijian and Yijin, who had received the decree of Yichuan and went to detain the disciples who had entered the demon, and their faces were a little unsightly, and their expressions were wrong.

"Two junior brothers, could it be that something has changed?" asked Yichuan Lao Dao with a frown.

The One Sword Sect Ancestor didn't speak, just had a gloomy face, and the One Jin Sect Ancestor sighed and said, "Senior Brother, it's not a change, all the demon disciples have been detained by me and the second senior brother and imprisoned in the Demon Crossing Cave, but there is one thing that Senior Brother and I think are very strange?"

"Strange?"

"Yes, none of the disciples we detained had a cultivator above the Taoist level?"

"What? Impossible, just now when the poor Dao passed down the decree with the Yuan Shen, I also saw a large number of Daoists and Dao Venerables who had fallen into the demon......"

Yichuan Lao Dao's eyebrows are twisted into Sichuan, he will never be mistaken, and the two junior disciples will not have any fish that slip through the net.

"Senior brother, we really caught all of them, and we didn't miss a single one. ”

Ning Ze saw that the three of them hadn't spoken for a long time, so he reminded: "The forbidden place of your sect, you didn't go, did you?"

"Daoist friends are saying, not good! Those evil obstacles have entered the forbidden land!"

"Forbidden land! isn't that...... Isn't it to release the little demon ancestor......"

The three Sect Patriarchs were dumbfounded, how could they have missed this.

Yichuan Sect Ancestor, his old face is even darker, he originally planned to solve the rebellion of the demon spirits in the sect first, clear his worries, and then go all out to suppress the little demon ancestor, but now, in addition to catching some small fish and shrimp, the master of the sect was actually brought into the forbidden land by the demon spirit, there is no worse situation than this.

Lao Dao waved the dust and said in a deep voice: "Northern Daoist friends, two junior brothers, without further ado, we will rush to the forbidden land immediately." ”

The three godfathers stepped on the clouds and flew out of the Qingxin Palace, Ning Ze nodded to Roy and followed, leaving Roy standing there with a lost face.

After a while, he looked back at Jin Ming in the ice, and whispered softly: "Jin Ming, I'm really useless, not only can't I protect you, but I can't help Mr. ......"

The forbidden land of Yinchuan Crossing Houshan is north of the Central Ancestral Mountain, less than a thousand miles away from the Ancestral Mountain, and the four of them saw the Demon Suppression Tablet and the three ancestral spirits from a distance.

The three finished products, standing on a bluestone stele, the three of them inherit the light of the sky, and the stele is connected to the stele below, envoying the power of pure yang and the power of the ancestral mountain, blessed on the demon stele.

The ancient cyan stone stele, the inscription floats, the golden light is brilliant, exuding the heavy atmosphere of suppressing the universe.

The three white-haired and white-bearded ancestral mountain spirits were constantly rising, and the stone tablets under their feet were also rising, and there was a feeling that they couldn't be suppressed.

Ning Ze and the others looked down along the body of the monument......

A group of Daozun and Daoist people are digging the stele, and half of the stele root buried deep in the ground has been dug out, all of them are excited and full of energy......

Seeing this scene, the faces of the three sect ancestors were all green with anger, and when they saw their own unfilial disciples and digging their own monuments, the sense of impact almost collapsed the Dao hearts of the three of them, although they knew that these disciples were controlled by the Demon Spirit Wish, but they were still furious.

Yichuan Lao Dao swept the dust, and the dust was hundreds, and one by one the hard-working Daozun and Taoists were flown out.

A sword man, the sword is out of the sheath, snap papa! There was a fierce beat, one by one the disciples were slapped out by the sword, although this one hated to death, but still did not move seriously, only slapped with the sword face.

Yijin's bamboo cane is very powerful, the shadow of the cane is heavy, and I only hear a crackling, which is a hard whip......

The three godfathers pumped their own children, Ning Ze didn't rush to get up, it didn't matter if he was heavy-handed, if he went up, no matter what, the three of them would not feel comfortable.

The effect is very good, next to the Demon Suppression Monument, the Monument digging clan, all of them have been cleaned up, the three Sect Ancestors just breathed a sigh of relief, but their disciples who are not afraid of death have surrounded them again, the three of them are angry!

Another beating, but it was useless, as long as they didn't die, they still ......

The three Sect Ancestors haven't been in line for a while, and they are killers? Just kidding, these disciples are not their own juniors, and there are too many people to seal, not to mention, and all of them are extraordinary, and when this vote is sealed, their mana will be exhausted, what else can they use against the little Demon Ancestor?

At this time, the Demon Suppression Monument was raised by half a foot, and it was still rising, Ning Ze watched the pure demonic qi under the Demon Suppression Monument continue to pour out, and his heart was uneasy.

He turned around and said coldly: "Three fellow Daoists, if you can't do it, return it to me!"

Ning Ze's words stunned the three sect ancestors, his words fell, the people had already dispersed, and they saw white robes everywhere, and behind every Yinchuan disciple stood a white-robed young man, and the young man was a movement, pushing his palm......

"Friends of the Northern Underworld, be merciful!"

The blocking voice fell, Ning Ze had already finished finishing his work, the speed was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, countless white-robed figures dispersed, and one by one Yin Chuan disciples maintained a thousand postures, becoming ice sculptures.

"Yichuan Daoyou, do you have an opinion?"

Ning Ze looked at Lao Dao with some displeasure, feeling very dissatisfied with their indecisiveness, and couldn't distinguish between priorities and urgency.

Lao Dao looked embarrassed, and quickly shook his head, indicating no.

He thought that Ning Ze was going to kill him, so he opened his mouth to stop it, since it was frozen, he naturally couldn't have an opinion, and he didn't dare to have an opinion, this one was obviously angry.

"It's okay if you don't have an opinion, in fact, I don't like to meddle in things, but you see, the three seniors are losing and retreating, and the Demon Ancestor is about to get out of trouble, shouldn't Daoist friends take an idea? What should we do?!"

Ning Ze had a very bad tone, he was not only a guest, but also unfamiliar with life, he had no right to communicate with the three ancestral spirits, nor did he understand the characteristics of the Demon Suppression Monument, so he really didn't know how to start.

And this Yichuan Sect Ancestor has been making mistakes since the beginning, and he has been comfortable for too long, and in the face of such a demonic calamity, he is at a loss.

Ning Ze's eyes and tone were undisguised and unceremonious, not only the Yichuan Sect Ancestor understood, but even the two of them understood the sword and the gold.

The three of them were a little annoyed and angry for a while, a sword and a gold, and glared at Ning Ze, but at the same time, they had to admit it in their hearts.

This Northern Underworld Daoist, every time he makes a word, he must hit the nail on the head, and every time he makes a move, he must be resolute and resolute, without dragging mud and water, and there seems to be a kind of Qiankun in his hands, and I have the courage of the world.