Li Hong was not very surprised, because anything could happen on Wind Demon Island. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you the owner of Storm Demon Island?"

Facing Li Hong's slightly contemptuous smile, the old Dao not only did not get angry, but showed a sense of relief: "Yes, Poor Dao is the owner of Wind Demon Island, it has been more than 10,000 years, and someone finally recognized me!"

"Oh?" Li Hong suddenly understood, and then said, "You are the owner of Wind Demon Island before it became famous in the world, right?"

Lao Dao didn't expect Li Hongneng to say anything, and he suddenly became a little hesitant. "What is famous in the world and not famous in the world, anyway, Poor Dao is the owner of Wind Demon Island...... My Wind Demon Island was already famous tens of thousands of years ago. It seemed a little undertoned.

Li Hong smiled faintly, raised his feet and walked forward: "But you are not the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, so what if he is the owner of Wind Demon Island?"

"You!" the old Taoist was speechless, because Li Hong's words were true, he could say that the Ancestor of the Earth Immortals had assumed the identity of his Wind Demon Island, but the name of the Ancestor of the Earth Immortals had never belonged to him.

"Even if he is the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, he shouldn't forcibly occupy my Wind Demon Island!" Old Dao was still not convinced, and shouted after Li Hong: "Fellow Daoist, go out with my heart fire! Poor Dao is willing to give you all the mana of his life!"

"I'm not rare, besides, I'm also from Wind Demon Island, why should I help you?" Li Hong continued to move forward, and in the blink of an eye, he had already stepped into the broken temple. "What about my fellow Storm Demon Island inside?"

"No, you're not from Storm Demon Island!" muttered Lao Dao as he followed.

Li Hong smiled, did not refute again, but began to look at the rows of statues that appeared in front of him. These statues are sitting or standing, and they are not exactly the same as the furnishings in ordinary Taoist temples, but there is not a single living person.

Lao Dao was about to burst out and say the reason, but suddenly thought that he could bargain on it, so he swallowed the words that had already reached his mouth. "Do you want to know where they are?"

Li Hong turned his head and glanced at Lao Dao, understanding Lao Dao's intentions, so he waved his hand, showing that he didn't care: "It's okay, in fact, it doesn't matter if you know or not, I just asked casually." As he spoke, he paced forward nonchalantly. Li Hong knew that Lao Dao's mind was not so simple, and there must be something else behind the so-called entrusting his heart to himself.

"He wants to take away with his heart?" Li Hong thought of this, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, even if he was a master of reincarnation, but he couldn't take it away as he wanted, this old way was simply wishful thinking.

Lao Dao didn't know what Li Hong was thinking, but he didn't give up, seeing Li Hong slowly looking at it slowly, he once again said tentatively: "If you want to know the details of Wind Demon Island, in fact, poor Dao can know everything and say everything, just ask Daoyou to do something for me." ”

Li Hong sighed softly and did not say anything.

Lao Dao was slightly angry in his heart, and even regretted that he was too excited just now and accidentally leaked the details. He guessed that Li Hong had already seen through his motives and was wary of his own heart. After some thought, Lao Dao still decided to be open and honest.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, as long as you take out this fire in my heart, I guarantee that it will not have any intentions or ill intentions towards you, and it will find another suitable host to grow again...... Poor Dao has been trapped here for too long, and he can't stand it anymore...... Poor ......"

"Are you going to end your life and let Xinhuo live for you?" Li Hong stretched out his hand and pointed to a sculpture in front of him, as if he was saying to himself: "Lifelike!"

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that endless past events came to his mind in an instant, because Li Hong once again expressed his thoughts.

"You're right! Poor people are indeed loveless...... Can you imagine the pain of living for tens of thousands of years in such a place where the prescription is less than ten feet? I can't fight you, so I can only ask you!" It turned out that in just a few breaths of time when he spoke, Lao Dao had already used what he had learned in his life to launch an attack on Li Hong, but all his spells were like stones sinking into the sea and did not play a role, so he knew that compared to Li Hong, it was a difference between cloud and mud.

In fact, Lao Dao didn't want to take it away immediately, but just wanted to see how powerful Li Hong was, and whether it was worth entrusting himself. Lao Dao's heart is like a mirror, knowing that if Li Hong can't leave, then his heart will also rot in this narrow world.

But Li Hong didn't eat hard and soft, and seemed to see the details here, the old Taoist priest was losing his only and last chance.

"These statues are all descendants of Wind Demon Island for generations?" Although the statues were flawless, no different from ordinary wood and stone statues, and were not angry at all, Li Hong still guessed. Taoist priests sometimes believe too much in their own mana and their own discernment, so they don't want to guess, but sometimes guessing is the most powerful weapon, which can penetrate the layers of fog and reach the other side of the truth, which is more powerful than the discerning eye.

Lao Dao looked listless again, and nodded slightly: "Yes, they are all disciples of Wind Demon Island, but they are not the descendants of Poor Dao!" He was not completely dead, hundreds of spells burst out with the help of heart fire, and made the final blow, but they disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Lao Dao was paralyzed on the ground, gasping heavily, and finally gave in: "Senior, Poor Dao believes that you can definitely go out, I must know everything, say everything, and only ask for mercy from my seniors." ”

After a while, the attitude of the old Tao changed greatly, and he finally bent his knees in front of Li Hong's strength.

In addition to the frustration of being a little powerless in the face of the Earth Immortal Ancestor, Li Hong felt that there was no one in the world that he needed to fear.

......

"Haha, are you scared?" the bearded ancestor laughed wildly, changing his gloomy temperament in the natural mountain cellar that day, revealing all madness and arrogance. She didn't care whether the Holy Ancestor wanted to or not, she arbitrarily parked her thick body on the Holy Ancestor's shoulder, watching the Holy Ancestor ride the wind and waves.

The Holy Ancestor rolled his body and stirred the sea, and all the ancient creatures that were hidden in the depths of the ocean and were not dead were forced to surface one after another.

Either surrender immediately or die immediately.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that there are so many descendants of ancient gods under the sea?" "Susu Ancestor's eyes were shining, and he cast spells from time to time, and then waved his branch-like arms to pick up a few monsters he liked from the sea, opened his weird mouth and began to chew.

The Holy Ancestor didn't mind the Susu Ancestor's 'Tiger Mouth', anyway, there were a lot of edible things in the sea, and she used her divine soul power to search the bottom of the sea while dialing the water, forcing more sea tribes to appear. Moreover, the Holy Ancestor is not a picky eater like the Susu Ancestor, no matter what kind of monster, as long as it does not convert to itself immediately, it will be swallowed by her immediately.

The two monsters recklessly marched towards the Storm Demon Island in the northeast, and they didn't know how many creatures were about to be destroyed along the way.

Yao Bufu's red robe trembled, and he followed behind the two monsters, his face pale. When he invited the ancient god [Zhenhai] in the Endless Ocean, he wasted the power of nine cows and two tigers. But now, the Holy Ancestor has turned the Endless Ocean upside down without much effort, and the difference between before and after is more than 108,000 miles.

Yao Bufu was a little tempted, and suddenly felt that Su Su Ancestor's previous proposal was good: if the Holy Ancestor was willing, why not worship her as a teacher? )