Shura's tactics manifested.

The blood lotus in the world blooms in the sky.

Seeing you is like seeing the truth.

The old man's eyes, which were as bright as the starry sky, gradually showed a look, and his figure slowly stretched from sitting cross-legged.

The blood-colored lotus behind it gathered, like a Buddha's hand from the scorching abyss to hold everything, until the moment the lotus completely disappeared, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the sky cleared.

"It's the ancestor!"

The saints were even more excited and could not hide their excitement.

No matter which side they were in, it is not decided.

When the ancestor appeared, Tao was revealed in the world.

All the Asuras people knelt down and bowed down.

He shouted the name of the ancestor and was the king of the Great Way.

"It's really the ancestor." Luo Manping was also happy after being shocked.

How powerful is Taoist?

There is one clan that can last for 30,000 years.

The disappearance of the ancestor caused turmoil within the clan.

If the ancestor had not disappeared, perhaps the Asura clan would still be in full swing.

The one who is most pleased is Luo Tianfeng.

I thought everything was determined and my destiny was about to end, but I didn't want the formation to open and my master to be respected.

With Master’s cultivation of Taoism, he didn’t need to hand over the magic medicine at all.

His magic power was almost the best. Even if Tu Shanjun could suppress him and forcefully take away his magic power, he would not be his master's opponent.

How could Luo Tianfeng not be ecstatic!

A man who didn't know had a weak aura, but in fact he was stronger than Ouyang Qiuxian.

Tushanjun doesn’t know if he can defeat it.

When facing the Taoist Lord, a trace of fear couldn't help but feel in my heart.

Back then, he self-destructed that the holy soldiers could only hurt Ouyang Qiuxian.

The injury will be completely restored in one's fortune.

If the ancestor of the Yu family had not taken action to kill Ouyang Qiuxian, his life might not be in his own hands from now on.

Or maybe it was really like many monks said that he would refine his mind and completely erase his own memories. At that time, he would probably have no ability to even lose his jade-shattered power.

It is human nature to be afraid, and no one is exceptional.

The pale ghost hand suddenly opened, and the young man Luo Tianfeng fell into his hands in an instant.

The purple-black nails pierced into Luo Tianfeng's scalp, and his cold eyes stared at the Taoist Lord of Yuantian, and without saying anything, he stuffed a holy-level ghost pill into Luo Tianfeng's mouth.

Melt in the entrance.

Luo Tianfeng immediately widened his eyes.

The few remaining magic power he had recovered even more than 10% in an instant.

Moreover, this process continued. The pill he swallowed just now was still in effect. In just a moment, terrifying spiritual energy filled all limbs and bones.

The Red-haired Demon Lord's eyes were cold.

The fangs are even more ferocious.

When Luo Tianfeng saw that the sea of ​​magic power was full, he immediately wanted to break free.

Then he was shocked to find that the five pale fingers pierced into his head like steel needles.

The black and red silk thread pierces into the head and sea of ​​consciousness.

He was not given a chance to resist at all.

Even his body became a puppet of the Demon Saint.

Luo Tianfeng's heart sank.

He thought after all this.

With the appearance of Tushanjun and the actions and words he learned from Yang Wu about Tushanjun, he could judge that this person was a person who valued affection and righteousness.

They can resist the old king together and later take the initiative to give up the magic medicine, so that they can bring their relationship closer in more humorous words.

At least in the future, we can stay decent and make each other happy.

Unexpectedly, he just flashed the idea of ​​regaining the magic medicine. Before he could take action, Tushanjun took action first.

He did not expect that he could help the other party because of his words.

Instead, he held him in his hand as soon as possible.

Forced suppression of the soul.

Extract mana to wield the soul-respecting banner.

Will this be soft-hearted?

Is this really the same person as what Yang Wu said?

In Yangwu's mouth, Tushanjun was very gentle, harmless, and even sounded a little stupid.

Who cares about a child calling him, and who will tell his real name with a "tool"? This is what a normal person who stands in the upper hand should say?

It is as if, in his eyes, most people in the world are equal.

If you don’t judge the level of cultivation and practice, no one is better than anyone else.

Such a kind person is very powerful but he is very frightening to take action.

A sentence from the Taoist scripture appeared in Luo Tianfeng's mind: "The sage is unkind and treats the people as straw dogs." Could it be that in the eyes of the ghost saint, they are no different from straw dogs.

Luo Tianfeng's pupils trembled slightly, and he made a mistake in his judgment.

The Ghost Saint is true benevolence, and ruthlessness is also true ruthlessness.

He benevolence only treats people close to him and all the people who are in harmony with him.

The same is true for cruelty.

Anyone who is an enemy of himself or someone close to him will instantly turn into a vicious ghost.

He doesn't ask whether it is right or wrong, but only looks at closeness and distantness.

Luo Tianfeng, who came to his senses, showed an incredible look.

How could there be such a person?

Thinking of Tushan Jun’s identity as the spirit of the spirit of the spirit, he closed his eyes.

Extremely upset!

It is precisely because Tushanjun is so similar that he mistakenly admits it.

The spirit of the weapon is the true spirit of the weapon.

Anyone who holds the Soul Banner, as long as he is recognized by him, will regard the other party’s affairs as his own.

However, he still misread it.

It’s not Luo Tianfeng’s fault.

It’s just because Tu Shanjun’s experience is too mysterious.

He was cultivated into a soul banner by the demon, and the blessing of the unknown system, which created such a mysterious soldier that was different from other spiritual treasures.

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Feeling the pain of the scalp piercing and the powerlessness of his body being uncontrollable, Luo Tianfeng struggled to arouse Yangwu. This was his last chance.

As long as Yangwu stands with him, he will have a glimmer of life, thus revealing the flaws of the Soul Banner.

But what awaited him was a dead silence.

"Yangwu."

"Luo Yangwu!"

Luo Tianfeng yelled in the sea of ​​consciousness, looking for Yang Wu's figure wildly.

There was still a silence around.

He could only stand in the light in a daze, look at the darkness, and say in a daze: "My son, Yang Wu, you promised to be my son."

"Asura Master."

"Holy King."
To be continued...