Dragon Inside

In the jade-like **** boulders, there is a fascinating pressure, even if the blood of the silver-haired old man is not obvious, but the repair of the volatility is only shocking, it is already shocking everyone. The mind.

Even as the silver-haired old man's eyes slowly opened, a breath that transcended the spiritual world suddenly swept away from the heavens and the earth, just like the gods came to the world, even Tiandi Avenue was at this moment. Both tremble and roar!

"Dao Tianjing... This is the real Taoist monk!!"

When Luo Yang's eyes tightened and his eyes fixed on the silver-haired old man, his face showed an unprecedented dignified color.

Although the cultivation of the silver-haired old man in front of him is far from being fluctuating, it is far worse than the real man who he faced in the beginning, but even so, it is still a hundred times more than the half-step ancestor and the quasi-speaking monk! It is no exaggeration to say that in front of this silver-haired old man, the quasi-track is just an ant!

"Welcome to the eight ancestors to wake up!"

Ling Mu robbery looks like a fanatic, just like treating the gods, kneeling on the ground, shouting in a respectful voice.

In the entire 100,000 mountains, countless hundreds of robbed disciples squatted down and bowed to the bloodstone in the air, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Please wake up the eight ancestors and suppress the disaster of my hundred catastrophe!!"

The high voices of the roads merged into one piece, turning into a turbulent sound, constantly reverberating between the heavens and the earth, and being introduced into the bloodstone, causing the blood to suddenly tremble, and the eyes of the silver-haired old man in the stone were also open. !

boom! !

Between the whole world, the wind and cloud changed, and the endless roar suddenly exploded from the nine days. It was like a thunderous sound, echoing in the ears of everyone, making everyone’s heart tremble, involuntarily wanting to admire The old man is in front of him.

This is the pressure of the heavens!

"It’s terrible, it’s terrible!”

"This is the cultivation of Daotianjing, it is like a god!!"

"Just a look, it makes me feel like suffocating and dying, how can it be so horrible..."

The silver-haired old man’s eyes were like electricity. He swept slowly from the heavens and the earth. His eyes seemed to contain avenues. Just at a glance, many monks trembled and their faces were scared.

A moment later, the silver-haired old man's gaze gradually recovered, and when he fell on the squatting Lingmu, the dry and old face showed a layer of anger.

"Is disturbing my ancestors to sleep, you can know sin!"

Although the old man was sealed in the bloodstone, his voice was like a thunder, and it reverberated in the ears of everyone.

"Qi 禀 eight ancestors, non-late generations are willing to disturb your old man, it is really a hundred robbery to the end of life and death, the younger generation as the head, under the shackles, will only wake up your old man."

After hearing the words of the Eight ancestors, Ling Mu’s body trembled and quickly said that Luo Yang’s troubles had been repeated, but he had hidden the things he wanted to capture the Tao’s sentiments, but turned into Luo Yang deliberately provoked them.

"I don't want the younger generation to make Zongmen feel shameful. I can't escape this blame. I don't disagree with this. It's just that this madman can't let him go. Even the patriarchal patriarchal weapon of my ruin is almost him. Destroyed, such a big shame, only to ask the Eight ancestors to shoot, is the name of my hundred robbers!"

After Ling Meng’s robbery was finished, he was sinking his head to the silver-haired old man in the bloodstone. Many of the hundred robbed disciples also cried, as if they were victims.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Yang did not open his mouth to explain. His heart knew clearly that he had destroyed the sect of the Hundred Robbers. It was already with them the enemy of life and death. No matter how the matter started, the name of the eight The ancestors will not let go of themselves.

Sure enough, after listening to Lingmu’s words of anger and vinegar, the silver-haired old man’s mouth snorted, although he knew that he was not telling the truth, but looking at Luo Yang’s eyes, it was already cold.

"Well, since things have come to this point, it is time to end." The silver-haired old man screamed in his mouth, his eyes swept away from Luoyang.

"No matter what the cause of this matter, you are so arrogant in my catastrophe, it has already damaged the face of our hundred robes. You can't leave it in this world! Therefore, my ancestors decided to erase your mind and be in the flesh. The body, for the slaves of my tens of thousands of years, redeem the sins you committed!"

The voice of the silver-haired old man is full of unquestionable taste, just like Tianwei, which makes people feel resistant, and when they fall into the ears of everyone, the faces of everyone are slightly changed, looking into Luo Yang’s eyes. Full of sympathy.

On the contrary, many of the disciples of the Hundred Robbers, one by one, ecstasy, and the face of Ling Mu’s robbery reveals a sly smile, as if it were a big hatred.

But when everyone looked different, Luo Yang, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly laughed. His laughter was very mad, and he suddenly reverberated in the 100,000 mountains!

"Is it a life and death of Luo? What are you?"

Luo Yang’s laughter fell, and looked at the silver-haired old man with gaze, and said faintly.

As Luo Yang’s voice came out, the entire 100,000 mountains were suddenly plunged into silence. Everyone looked at Luo Yang with a shocked look, and his face showed an incredible look.

"Mad... crazy! This guy is absolutely crazy!!"

"Don't dare to talk to a Taoist priest. Who does he think he is? Is it a reincarnation?"

"I am afraid that it is a reincarnated immortal, and I dare not talk to the Taoist priests when I am in the spiritual world..."

For a time, everyone was screaming at the head and was shocked by Luo Yang’s words. Even the musk and Shen family were staying in the same place.

"Primary, what did you say?" The silver-haired old man in the bloodstone is also a slight glimpse. It seems that he can't believe his ears.

If it is an ordinary monk, facing the ancestors, I am afraid that it is already scared to say nothing, but before Luo Yang, he saw the power of the ancestral level, and he also played with the Tianjian real person of the ancestral peak. Nature is not to be scared.

"I don't think you are just a monk in the early days of the heavens. Even the characters of the ancestral peaks can't decide the life and death of Luo, so I said, what are you?"

Luo Yang’s tone is calm and his face is light, as if he is talking about a small thing, it is very insignificant.

"Good! I did not expect that there are still people who dare to talk to their ancestors in this realm of cultivation!"

The face of the silver-haired old man was suddenly gloomy, with a cold voice between his mouth and a slight hand on his right hand. A **** light immediately flowed out of the bloodstone, like a meteor, quickly crossing the sky and shooting at Luoyang. .