The daughter of the ancestor named Lin Yunlu, met Zhao Xing by chance a few days ago, she was immediately attracted by Zhao Xing's appearance and demeanor, and expressed her admiration for Zhao Xing.

Lin Yunlu's name is very ladylike, but she looks five big and three thick, not only her skin is dark and her muscles are crossed, but the hair on her body is also very rich, at first glance, she looks like a female bear becoming a sperm, Zhao Xing, as the young master of the Golden Thread Sect, is also a generation of heroes with good qualifications and appearance, so naturally he will not take a fancy to a woman like Lin Yunlu.

He didn't know that the other party was the daughter of the Trapped-Ancestor Void, so he just refused, and said something that hurt the other party's self-esteem, which immediately angered Lin Yunlu, and she ordered the guards around her to shoot together, planning to take down Zhao Xing to be an overlord and make a bow.

Although Zhao Xing is only a foundation building Great Perfection, but his combat power is far superior to that of a monk of the same level who cultivates the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique, a foundation building Great Perfection, four late-stage foundation building monks shot together, not only failed to catch him, but was beaten by him to two deaths and three injuries, and even Lin Yunlu was shattered by his shoulder bone with a palm.

Lin Yunlu revealed his identity when he was injured and retreated, and said that after returning to the mountain, he would let her father kill Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing knew that he had fallen into a big disaster, and the whole person returned to Jinjiamen in a daze, and told his father about the cause and effect of this incident.

Although Zhao Xing is the son of the master of the Golden Thread Sect and the hope of the sect's future prosperity, in order to save the whole sect, Zhao Tianming also plans to sacrifice his son, and plans to order someone to tie Zhao Xing up and take him to the empty mountain to make amends.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Xing was not the kind of person who could sacrifice himself for the sake of the sect, he blatantly violated his father's order, and injured the deacon elder who arrested him, and escaped from the Golden Thread Gate.

Seeing that these days have passed, according to the distance calculation, the person who has fallen into the empty mountain to ask the teacher for guilt should have arrived on the way. In order to continue the inheritance of this sect, under the order of the ancestor of the Golden Bell, the Golden Thread Gate passed the news network of the Guò Shadow Chamber of Commerce all over the world, and passed on the danger encountered by the Sect, saying that if there are enough people who can come forward to reconcile the conflict with the Trap Island, the Golden Thread Gate is willing to use the thousands of years of savings of the whole sect as a thank you.

"According to what you said, in fact, this matter is easy to handle, since that Lin Yunlu is infatuated with Zhao Xing, as long as he finds him out and lets him marry Lin Yunlu, I believe this matter will pass. Compared to the sect that killed you, I believe that the Trapping Ancestor would prefer to have more future Jindan sons-in-law. Zheng Dong said slowly after listening.

"We don't know what Daoist friends said, but the problem is that now that little beast has escaped, we can't find any trace of him at all, and he has a top-level flying treasure weapon, if he escapes with all his might, even the ancestor of this sect may not be able to catch him, and besides, the people from the Sky Island may come to the door in the next few days, and we don't have time at all. Zhao Tianming said with a wry smile.

"If you hurt the daughter of this seat, would you still be lucky? If it weren't for the fact that this seat cultivated a technique at a critical moment. I have already exterminated you all over the house, but fortunately it is not too late now, so let's take the lives of thousands of monks in your house to calm the anger of this seat!" a voice like thunder suddenly sounded from the main hall.

At the same time as the voice sounded, a strong pressure came. The gravity in the entire hall instantly increased a hundredfold, and the twelve rosettes emitted a hazy brilliance to resist the gravity, but the twelve monks, including Zhao Tianming, were still bent down.

Zhao Tiangang and the female cultivator did not have a rosette protector, and were directly pressed to the ground by gravity. Caught off guard, even a few bones were broken, and the only one who could not be affected was Zheng Dong, and Zheng Dong could completely ignore gravity with the cultivation of the eightfold cultivation of the Law Body Realm alone. At the same time, his divine consciousness had already spread out along the main hall, and suddenly the situation outside was completely presented in his mind.

The blue sky above the Xuantie City disappeared entirely, replaced by a black vortex like a loophole, boundless gravity poured down the lower end of the vortex and shrouded the entire East City, after all, the Chiyang Bronze Hall is a half-way weapon and there is a dry foundation monk abbot to say, but in addition to this, it has suffered destruction and destruction.

Although the entire Xuantie City was cast from metal waste slag, it could not withstand this extremely strong gravity, not only did the buildings collapse one after another, but the low-level disciples of the Golden Silk Gate and many scattered cultivators were even crushed by gravity, turning into a cloud of flesh and blood, and it was roughly estimated that hundreds of people had died in just a few moments.

The dark sky and the dark sun and moon outside made Zheng Dong completely understand why the other party was called the Trap Ancestor, but just a late stage Jindan monk should not have this kind of earth-destroying combat power, Zheng Dong guessed that the other party should have urged a Dao weapon, and it was likely to be a mid-level Dao weapon.

Witnessing the power of the Trapped Ancestor Zheng Dong regretted coming to this troubled water, this Trapped Ancestor was clearly a very unreasonable demon, in order to vent his anger, he obviously wanted to slaughter the entire Xuantie City, don't look at the gravity just shrouded Dongcheng, but the scattered aftershock fluctuations have been able to shock all ordinary people to death.

However, since he has reached this situation, Zheng Dong decided to hold his troops for the first time, and quietly wait for the opportunity to see if he can have a chance to grab the Chiyang Bronze Palace, although this trapped ancestor demon is terrifying, and he is not an opponent at all in a head-on confrontation, but if he just escapes, Zheng Dong is at least more than seventy percent sure.

Seeing a large number of low-level disciples dying, a huge golden bell phantom suddenly rose from Dongcheng District, replacing the broken city protection array to temporarily resist the falling gravity, and at the same time, an old voice spoke: "Daoist friends temporarily rest the wrath of thunder, everything can be discussed, it is not right for our disciples to hurt your daughter, this sect is willing to take out thousands of years of accumulated treasures as a gift to Daoyou." ”

The black cloud vortex in the sky quickly contracted towards the center, and as the black light disappeared, there was an additional figure in a black robe and white hair flying in the sky, holding a bucket-shaped treasure in the palm of his hand.

"I'm trapped in the Sky Island, as the top faction of Daliao, will be rare for your garbage, and as long as you are slaughtered, all of them are not from this seat, just a Jindan early stage monk, and he doesn't even have a handful of Taoist weapons, can he stop this seat. After saying this, the Trapping Ancestor suddenly raised his right hand and flicked his fingers, and with an invisible fluctuation coming out, the golden bell phantom that shrouded Dongcheng had been completely shattered.

"Daoyou deceived people too much, and even wanted to exterminate this sect, and Jin Zhong would not let Daoyou get his wish. With a sad and indignant word, the space opposite the Trap Ancestor cracked silently, and a bald old man in a golden robe squeezed out of it. (To be continued......)