On the first peak of the Southern Regions, the old beggar who closed his eyes and meditated suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance, muttering, "One of them is going to die so soon?"

He stretched out his slender fingers and continued to deduce, and it didn't take long for his face to look strange, "It's really him ......." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After hesitating for a moment, the old beggar slowly stood up and said softly, "The Lord has really done everything, then I will obey the will and help you survive this ......catastrophe."

With a wave of his robe, a huge spatial crack slowly opened in front of him, and there was an incomparably violent energy at the crack that was constantly pulling, and I believe that even the Jindan old monster would be torn to pieces by this huge energy in an instant.

But the old beggar was very calm in the face of this terrible energy, and he stepped into it, and then the crack slowly healed, and everything was back to normal.

Ding Kailin in front of the gravel drove the Ghost Ancestor Law Body, and carefully lifted the soft Wang Li in his hand, this was his golden pill, if he accidentally grabbed it to death, then he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock", the Ghost Ancestor Dharma Body began to run into the distance one by one, he wanted to find a secluded place, first promoted to Jindan, and then said, when he got out of the customs, it was not difficult to reopen the sect with the cultivation of this Jindan period.

Just when Ding Laozu was sitting there grinning and constantly YY, an old man with a hunched waist suddenly appeared in front of him, it was the old beggar who was still thousands of miles away just now.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and waved lightly, making a flash of rainbow light, directly knocking the right leg of the Ghost Ancestor Dharma Body to the ground, and the front body that was sprinting was castrating, and fell gorgeously and.

"Looking for death!", Ding Lao Zu was in a very bad mood now, and he didn't talk nonsense, he directly played a few magic tricks, only to see the ghost ancestor's Dharma body stand up violently and smash it at the old beggar with one palm.

The old beggar shook his head slightly, and said softly, "It's just a winning corpse without three souls and seven spirits, what is there to fear?"

With a muffled sound of "bang", a huge ripple of true qi erupted from the intersection of fists and palms, slowly rippling in all directions.

The palm that was several zhang in size was blocked by a small dot like this, and no matter how hard the Dharma Body tried, it would no longer be able to move forward even a single bit.

The ancestor of the Ding family is a little crazy now, but he is definitely not stupid, he knows that this time he has kicked the iron plate.

"Who are you?", it is estimated that you can't beat it, so let's try to reason first, the ancestor of the Ding family has thought of a way that is not a way, but it is ridiculous that the dignified half-step golden pill, the big devil who kills people like hemp, is about to start negotiating.

The old beggar lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "Let go of that kid and spare your life."

Ding Kailin couldn't help but suffocate when he heard this, he can give up everything now, but he can't give up Wang Li in his hand, or he can't toss around here and around, what is the plan for his whole family to toss to death?

But the situation is stronger than people, and Ding Laozu had no choice but to smile dryly and arch his hand, "This fellow Daoist, this little monk is very important to me, I don't know if I can change the conditions, and Ding's entire net worth can be given to you."

The old beggar raised his eyes to look at Ding Laozu with some mockery, and said disdainfully, "Do you think I rarely want your rags?"

Fortunately, there is no one here, and the young master Wang is in a coma, otherwise he will definitely vomit three liters of blood, and a person named Hanako actually said that other people's things are tattered and unwilling to ask for it, which is too unprofessional.

"This ......" Ding Kailin groaned a little confused, and suddenly slapped the Ghost Ancestor Dharma Body under his feet, only to see the dense black hair on the Dharma Body shoot out like a steel needle, shooting towards the old beggar, since he can't talk about it, he can only fight hard!

Damn, sure enough, fists are the last word, Ding Kailin, who failed the first negotiation, thought sadly.

The old beggar chuckled, his figure flickered, and he disappeared in place, which was the great young master Wang's getaway!

Ding Kailin's eyes instantly became gloomy, Wang Li and the old beggar used the same exercises, it seems that they are in the same lineage, or this old beggar may be his master.

You have such a fucking backstage, and you still ran to the Vientiane Sect to talk about it, Ding Laozu's mouth was bitter as if he had eaten a yellow lotus, and his face was full of grief and indignation, but now, he can only go one way to the dark!

His eyes sparkled with a boundless madness, and he stretched out his sharp nails and stabbed straight down his chest, drawing a blood-drenched rune.

And the Ghost Ancestor's chest under his feet gradually showed an identical rune, constantly flickering, revealing a boundless evil aura.

Ding Kailin had originally absorbed the essence and blood of the clansmen and had become extremely young, but now his hair instantly turned gray, and the muscles of his whole body had atrophied, and he said coldly, "Life sacrifice!"

After saying that, he slowly sank and became one with the Ghost Ancestor Law Body!

In addition to the blood sacrifice, the Underworld Blood Sect also has a more advanced and perverted life sacrifice, the price is to pay for his own longevity, forcibly merge with the Dharma Body, and the ghost ancestor after the merger will no longer be a cold weapon, but a powerful monk who integrates the mind and consciousness of the spellcaster, and his combat power has more than doubled!

"Death to me!", the Ghost Ancestor's Dharma Body opened its big mouth and roared continuously, and the sound swept out like a hurricane, leveling all the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees, but this voice was the voice of the Ding Family Ancestor.

The old beggar slowly appeared and muttered, "You are not my opponent in your prime, and now you have borrowed 10 years of life to resurrect your soul, and you still dare to act majestic with me?"

With a wave of his hand, he saw that the sky and the earth changed color, the dark clouds were swept away, and an extremely dazzling purple light slowly appeared from the far east.

The old beggar looked at the purple light, there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes, and he spoke softly, "Purple qi is coming from the east."

Originally, it was extremely violent, and the demon ancestor Dharma body that looked like a mad demon instantly stopped in place and did not move, and then the whole body began to drift away like quicksand with the wind under the entanglement of this purple qi, and it was accompanied by the heart-rending shout of the ancestor of the Ding family, "I am unwilling, ......."

At the same time, all the old goblins in the entire Southern Regions who had been concentrating on retreat suddenly opened their eyes and looked in the direction where Wang Li was, their hearts shaking.

And in the Underworld Blood Sect, which is in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountains, the current sect leader of the Underworld Blood Sect, the Ghost Ancestor, held the spirit card that had been shattered into countless pieces in his hand, and roared frantically to the sky, "The Vientiane Sect will destroy my ancestor's Dharma body, and I will slaughter your entire sect without leaving ......."

At the top of the extreme cold in the Northern Regions, there is a huge white palace, standing quietly in the boundless wind and snow, with an endless majestic momentum, like a peerless beast lurking in the ice and snow.

Dozens of elderly monks sat around the main hall, each with a scalp-tinging aura on their bodies, and some of them tore apart the space around them a little distorted.

An old man slowly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "There's news...... ...... in the Southern Regions".

In the center where these monks were sitting, there was a delicate jade platform, on which sat a handsome middle-aged man, his eyes were not open, and he slowly spoke, "Inform the envoys of the Southern Regions to make every effort to investigate, and we will do our best to handle the errand that the upper realm has personally explained."

All the old men bowed their heads slightly and replied respectfully, "Yes......."