"What a speed!"

Seeing the white-robed old man disappear in place in an instant, the pupils of the surrounding group suddenly contracted, and a look of horror crossed their hearts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if everyone in the Little Witch Forest knew that the High Priest was not an ordinary person, and perhaps his strength was stronger than them.

However, everyone had never seen the latter make a move, and they didn't know the depth of the other party's strength, and it wasn't until today that Wei Ling and his party realized that the strength of the high priest was far more terrifying than they imagined......

After seeing the strength of the high priest, Wei Ling was also slightly distracted, and after a while, he came back to his senses and hurriedly explained: "High priest, this person was scraped here by the black devil, and it is said that this person is also fateful, and he can survive in the black devil roll, this is really a miracle......"

Speaking of this, Wei Ling couldn't help but smack his lips, for the power of this black devil, the people in Xiao Wulin can be said to know very well, once they are rolled, it means that they have stepped into the ghost gate with one foot.

Even if it is Xiao Ling's father, after being swept up by this black devil, the hope of surviving is almost minimal, you know, her father is a real god realm powerhouse, even such a master can not resist the power of this black devil, how can a little boy survive in this kind of power of heaven and earth?

As soon as she thought of this, Xiao Ling's heart was full of doubts and puzzles.

"Black devil, black devil, it seems that the master and his old man predicted correctly, all of this is really providence!" the white-robed old man muttered to himself.

When the white-robed old man heard this explanation, he instantly let go of his grip on the tiger-skinned boy, and immediately turned his back to the sky, his face full of surprise, ecstasy, and so on.

It wasn't until this moment that the old man in the white robe understood why the master wanted to let himself wait here for a hundred years, and the years of waiting turned out to be for today's moment!

How many hundred years are there in a person's life, and how many people can endure the loneliness of this hundred years, to be honest, this is really not easy!

"High Priestess, what providence?" Upon hearing this, a look of confusion flashed in everyone's eyes, and at the same time, a strong sense of curiosity rose.

Hearing the curious inquiry of Xiao Ling and his party, the white-robed high priest gradually came back to his senses, and immediately waved his hand slightly, and said: "Okay, these are all things between adults, don't worry about you little baby, Xiao Ling, after you go back, call your father over, and say that the old man has something to look for him." ”

"Wei Ling understands, it's just that, High Priest, there is one more thing, Wei Ling feels it is necessary to mention to you, it is about this person's weapon......" Just when the high priest issued the eviction order, Wei Ling seemed to remember something, and quickly spoke.

"What's going on?" Hearing this, the white-robed old man's gaze became solemn, and he had to pay attention to everything about Yang Ming.

"That's right, when we carried him back, we found that there was a strange weapon not far from him, but because this weapon was so heavy, even if we gathered the strength of the five of us, we couldn't move it, so we could only leave it in place for the time being. ”

"Weapons?"

Hearing this, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the white-robed high priest, and he muttered for a moment, and then said to the girl: "Xiao Ling, you go back immediately to inform your father, the tiger boy stays here, and will go with the old man for a while......"

As soon as the words fell, the young man in the tiger skin felt a lightness on his shoulders, and the person on his back had already reached the hands of the white-robed high priest at some point, and in an instant, in the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, the old man's figure flashed, and he disappeared in place again.

"Alright, let's go!"

Seeing that the high priest had accepted the hot potato, Wei Ling suddenly glanced at everyone and took the lead in leaving the cabin, leaving only Hu Ben alone in a daze.

......

"The appearance of the Ziwei Star Lord, finally let the old man wait, it seems that the master is right, as long as he sticks to this place for a hundred years, the star lord will definitely appear again......"

Inside the cabin, the white-robed high priest gently placed Yang Ming on the bed, staring at Yang Ming's face, his heart full of ecstasy.

For this day, the white-robed high priest waited for a whole hundred years, almost giving his life, fortunately, his master did not deceive him, otherwise......

The high priest's heart was filled with amazement and ecstasy.

"Ziwei has the dragon pool, the angel has two phases, the dragon pond is the main weather, it is the number of heaven, and the angels are the main religion, and this young man is just the angel phase, it seems that there is a certain number in all this!" After seeing Yang Ming's face, the white-robed high priest sighed in his heart and said.

Speaking of this, the white-robed old man looked at the far north, and then whispered: "Hehe, Demon Emperor, your opponent has appeared, I wonder if you have successfully escaped from the predicament at this moment?"

Demon Emperor, this is a terrible synonym, maybe many people have forgotten the existence of this person, but those ancient sects have not forgotten, they remember it more clearly than anyone else in their hearts, and they are counting the time every day to see that day is the day when the Demon Emperor gets out of trouble.

That's right, it's to get out of trouble!

In the eyes of the world, the Demon Emperor has long been dead and can't die anymore, but for those ancient sects, this person is not dead, but just sealed.

This is undoubtedly a sword chosen above the head for those ancient sects who know, and it may fall at any time, completely subverting this piece of heaven and earth.

Every time they thought of this, the hearts of these ancient sects were full of uneasiness, and every generation was counting the time to see when the Demon Emperor would break through that seal?

After muttering to himself like this for a while, the white-robed old man finally came back to his senses, and immediately put a deep index finger on Yang Ming's pulse.

After a moment, the white-robed high priest's brow furrowed slightly, and he placed his palm on the latter's chest again.

"The injury is really not light, but fortunately, there is no danger to life, but the injured meridians in the body are a little troublesome. After some investigation, the white-robed old man had a general understanding of Yang Ming's injury, and then frowned slightly, and said secretly.

"Hey, he hasn't died in the black storm, this kid is worthy of being the chosen one, and his fate is really strong!" After learning that Yang Ming was not worried about his life, the high priest also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said with a smile.

No one knows better than the white-robed old man about the power of the black storm, back then, in order to find a heavenly desolate stone, he did not hesitate to pass through the black storm, the deepest part of the underground cliff Xuange Desert, and competed with the dragon, and it was precisely because the white-robed old man really experienced it that he understood the horror of this black storm, so this sigh appeared in his heart.

In the face of the power of heaven and earth, the strength of human beings is often very small, and it is not even worth mentioning, so the high priest understands that Yang Ming can survive in the black storm, what a precious thing...... (To be continued.) )