v3 Chapter 397： True and false ancestors

The 369th chapter true and false ancestor

Lin Xuan has never seen a mixed ancestor. However, this person is not the legendary Yuan Ying old monster. This point, he can be sure, there is no reason for him. Lin Xuan’s study of Jiu Tian Xuan Gong is Taoist. There is no magic on the law, and there are magical powers that look at the disguise.

Break the illusion and the blind eye!

The old man in front seems to be someone with a change in usage.

Although Lin Xuan has limited skill, he can't see through his true face, but he just knows that someone can pretend.

What happened, where is the ancestors of the mixed yuan?

Lin Xuan felt guilty in his heart. It seems that leaving right away is the right choice. But when you see the elixir, you will get it, and you will regret it for a lifetime. Even if you are gambling, you have to fight.

"Master, this witchcraft conference has been successfully concluded. The disciples who entered the top 12 are all here. They are from nine tribes." The old surnamed Ye took a step forward and respectfully opened his mouth.

The other two masters of great perfection, Yunfeng and the middle-aged woman, did not dare to come out.

"Yeah." The old ancestors nodded, and the eyes swept over the faces of the twelve young wizards. Everyone showed excitement, and Lin Xuan was the same, but the heart was naturally sneer.

The latter is simple. I haven’t known how many times the witchcraft conference has been held for millions of years. It’s natural to know how to behave in the hearts of everyone.

Burning incense, worshipping the ancestors, and a series of complicated rituals, it took two hours to complete.

Lin Xuan is naturally impatient, but can only hold back.

"Well, you all come up and receive the spirit." The old ancestors of the mixed yuan were half-opened and half-closed, so faintly said.

The young wizards who entered the top 12 are all happy, for them. Ling Dan is a secondary thing. After all, I can't use it myself. What I really care about is that I can visit the ancestors of the mixed yuan.

This is not only a kind of glory. Two hundred years ago, it was also a witchcraft test. The young wizard of a small tribe who won the third place was spotted by the ancestors of the mixed yuan and accepted as a disciple...

There is no such treatment for winning the leader. It is not surprising that the so-called opportunity, the ancestors are qualified in the land, from the Lingen, the third place is more excellent, but there is no famous teacher, but also lacks the spirit of picking hands.

And worshipping his ancestors as a teacher, he is like a sleepy dragon. The progress has been a thousand miles, and it is out of control. Now it is the wizard of the condensed period, and in the same stage, there is no small name.

If you can also be seen by your ancestors. Don't talk about disciples, even if you just remember, the benefits are too numerous to enumerate!

The eyes of these young people are extremely eager, Lin Xuan naturally noticed. The corner of the mouth is slightly upturned, and it is pitiful. The people in front of me are not really old-fashioned in the Yuan Ying period. Their performances can be regarded as a wink to the blind.

At this time, Lin Xuan also figured out, whether this guy is counterfeiting goods in front of him, what happened to the Mo Yue people, why bother to think about it. As long as you get the elixir, right, there is a map, and at this point, Lin Xuan turned to look at the direction of the Star Palace.

However, this look made him open his mouth, not only him, but every wizard at the venue. All turned around. The face is full of horror, many people. I thought I was wrong...

First, an earth-shattering explosion was heard into the ears, and then the Star Palace, which they regarded as holy places, actually ignited a raging fire.

Among the fires, countless black filaments flew out and gathered together to become a middle-aged man of Confucian robes who were more than forty years old.

Lin Xuan’s face suddenly became pale.

昊天鬼帝!

However, at this moment, the old monster has scattered hair and broken clothes, just like what is a dark loss.

Other wizards are even more shocked and talked about:

"Who is this person?"

"I haven't seen it, is it an outsider?"

"But his repair is..."

“It’s unfathomable. Is it the peak of the condensate period?”

"I don't know."

......

Others are just speculations, but Yunfeng, Ye’s old man, and middle-aged woman are full of blank expressions, and they look at each other.

"Ye Daoyou, who is this person, how can there be other Yuan Ying period old monsters in Kuiyuecheng?"

"I don't know, the Miyue tribes are thirty-six tribes. Except for the masters, I haven't heard of anyone who advanced to the Yuan Ying period." At this moment, the old surname Ye also refused to cooperate with Yunfeng, and was dumbfounded. Said.

"The two Taoist friends found that there is no such thing. This guy is very sullen, it seems...not human." The middle-aged woman has never had an opening. At this moment, she said something, but it was a bit of a shocking taste.

The other two listened, naturally shocked, and then they turned to look at the aging ancestors on the stage. At this moment, the old monster of the Yuan Ying period is naturally their main bone.

But at this moment, there was a burst of screams in the crowd, only to see one from the ruins of the Star Palace that day.

The tall figure, the sound is like a flood clock, isn't it the ancestors of the mixed yuan?

Who will be on the stage?

The wizards were in a state of utter dismay, and the three surnamed Ye, the old man, looked at each other and even hesitated, and came to the man.

The aura flashed, and the three squirted their own magic weapon, and surrounded him in the shape of a "good".

"Who are you?" Liu Mei, a middle-aged woman, has already stood up.

However, the man did not panic, and reached out to his face, revealing the original appearance, but it was a black-faced middle-aged wizard.

"Three teachers, how are you?" Ye surnamed old man was full of surprises.

Yunfeng and the middle-aged woman obviously know this person, and the same look is weird.

"Master, the two Taoist friends are undoubtedly, the teacher is telling the younger brother to behave like him, the purpose is to confuse the ghosts of the heavens."

"What, ghost emperor, is it the monsters in the Ghost Canyon?" Yunfeng's face showed a hint of gloom.

"Yes, the ghost and the Qin have already re-warned." The black-faced wizard said with a dignified expression: "This guy is here, just want to join us and deal with the Qin monks."

"Joining, this is a good idea." Yunfeng touched his chin, and some interested interfaces.

"Yundaoyou, you can make a mistake in this sentence. As the saying goes, non-my ethnic group, its heart will be different. Although we have a **** sea enmity with the Qin people, but after all, it is human beings, how can we join hands with the ghosts." The monk frowned, and the righteousness spoke openly.

Yunfeng listened, did not add much more, but the expression on the face, obviously did not agree.

"A bitter friend, since the Ghost Emperor is coming to seek cooperation, can he fight with his ancestors again?"

"Oh, these ghosts are simply not credible. Perhaps they have the willingness to cooperate. But when the teachers deliberately delay, they will come up with the idea of ​​the treasures of our Mouzu people..." The black-faced wizard hated.