Master of Untold Daos

What Futian Witch didn't say was that, and this new born Dao ancestor was obviously destined to become Xiao Tianzun's character, the most outrageous thing was the authority to restrain the confused sky.

This kind of little god, if you don't make friends, I'm afraid it will become a nightmare of the confused sky.

It's not that Futian Witch didn't remind Huo Luan, Huo Luan was originally terrified of that person, and the other party is now promoted to Dao Ancestor, how could he have the thought of offending?

Huoluan, she knew what to do without reminding her.

However, Futian Witch did not enter the arena directly, but sneaked over to avoid being discovered the first time.

As a master of control authority, hiding yourself is the most important thing.

A Xiao's eyes were fixed on the armor on the body of Hatred Heaven, and he knew more inside information!

Grandpa, not only did he control evil hearts, he was also a masterful expert who only spent five hundred years in the cultivation of Xiaotianzun!

In history, even in the endless river of history, this is the most amazing and brilliant person, not one of them.

The only one who can barely qualify to stand beside him is also the number one Dao Ancestor list before, the princess of my clan!

Ah Mohe and Qiu Qianshan glanced at each other, carefully feeling the change of that spirit armor, they were waiting for this moment!

On Hengtian's body, that armor suddenly turned into a touch of aura and appeared beside Hengtian, and then a figure appeared.

The black hair covered his head was windless, he wore the seven deadly sins on his body, a long knife was hung on his waist, and the cloak on his back was hunting.

His whole body contains explosive power, and he also possesses the purest vitality, as rich as he is the source of all living beings.

The tightly closed eyelashes trembled, and a green brilliance brushed over the gap in the corner of his eye. Those eyes finally opened after nearly a hundred years.

"I!"

"No!"

"no!"

"the amount!"

With a soft drink in the mouth, the intermittent words were finally spit out, everyone only felt a violent shock in their hearts, and the blood seemed to be leaving their bodies and flying towards Chen Ming.

The emerald-green eyes gleaming like emeralds opened, and he uttered a word in his mouth, "So this is the magic trick? White clothes, it's hard work."

After Hengtian heard these words, he finally relieved himself completely.

Fortunately, he still remembers Chen Ming in white after his body awakens, and he still remembers the magic tricks, then he must still remember me!

Chen Ming waved his hand, a strong vitality submerged into Hatred's body, making his seriously injured and dying body instantly intact as before, and even more vitality!

"It's been a long time since I saw you, my dear ally."

Hatred stood beside Chen Ming, "Now, since you have awakened, everything is easy to handle."

White-clothed Chen Ming is not to not respond to the hatred, but to merge with Chen Ming's ontology and pass all his memories to Chen Ming.

At this moment, Chen Ming finally understood the current situation thoroughly.

Feeling the powerful force in his body, Chen Ming showed a smile and looked at Raksha, "I am very angry when I get up."

Raksha: ...

Did you say that Daozu?

Chen Ming raised his brows, "You wake me up, then you are miserable. By the way, my Dayan has a full set of Taoist funeral services. Would you like to experience it?"

Raksha angrily shouted: "If you want to fight, what's the cost?"

But after a while, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that you are familiar with your own power, so you are dragging time by speaking?"

Chen Ming shrugged, "Oh, you guessed it, what should I do then?"

He opened his hand in the direction of Amohe, "Just after waking up, I suddenly found that the previous weapons were all useless, and there were no weapons. I borrowed the sword of King Shura!"

Naturally, power cannot be borrowed, and Ah Mohe also knows that what Chen Ming wants to borrow is definitely not the sword of King Shura, but to borrow him.

He has practiced the magical magic of spirit treasures, if it turns into a spirit treasure, it is naturally the most powerful sword of the king of Shura!

At this moment, facing Rakshasa and the four Taoist ancestors of Baigutian, Amohe didn't have time to think too much. The best way to incarnate Lingbao for Chen Ming was to use.

After all, the incarnation of a spirit treasure can enhance defenses, and after becoming a spirit treasure, one's own soul will transform into an instrument spirit, unable to be hooked out by the emperor's sickle, and can perfectly protect oneself.

As for Chen Ming, heh, he can't die after all the people here are dead!

Today's Chen Ming is an immortal body!

After all, it was at the most critical moment of the battle, Ah Mohe didn't mind turning into a sword in Chen Ming's hands.

This does not lose Daozu's majesty.

What's more, Chen Ming is Shuratian's aunt, his own!

Thinking this way makes it even more acceptable.

A Mohe pinched the tactics in his hand, and a **** light fell, but in an instant, the magical magic of the magic was already fully used, and the blood-colored Shura King's sword appeared in an instant, then broke through the space and landed firmly in Chen Ming's hands.

Then Chen Ming turned his hands and grabbed more than a dozen broken worlds, and condensed them into a world in his palm. This world was formed by the power of Dao Ancestor, and it was much stronger than the average world.

He raised his eyes and smiled and looked at Hatred Heaven, "Go in, break through to the Dao Ancestral Realm, and take control of [Lingzun] before coming out."

Hate Tian handed over and said, "Thank you."

Chen Ming smiled and said, "Thank you, it's just a true monarch, not worthy of being my ally."

Chen Ming waved his hand, and the sky of hatred had disappeared in place. At this time, Chen Ming tightly grasped the sword of King Shura and looked at the Rakshasa in the distance, "I heard that you are the fourth on the Dao Ancestral List. You guys, tut tut."

Raksha took the ghost king's seal, and said in his palm: "Why, are you afraid?"

Chen Ming shook his head, "No, I'm afraid that the heavens and the world will say that I bully people. As a person, I still value reputation."

Raksha was furious, "I have just become a tribe of Dao Ancestor, and dare to speak up. Today, I will kill you!"

After the utterance, the four Taoist ancestors of Baigutian were already rushing towards Chen Ming!

He Rakshasa laughed proudly at Dao Ancestral Realm for tens of thousands of years. When did he receive such insult?

But at this moment, the white-haired ghost looked into the void in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Watching his former friend fight against his current friend Rakshasa, he didn't even mean to mediate.

Chen Ming glanced at the white-haired ghost with his light, and said, "Follow me! I have slept for a hundred years, and have completely controlled the power of [Laughing Heart]. It can be said that I am now [Laughing Heart]. Moreover, the comprehension of life together is simply advancing by leaps and bounds, no less than Tianzun. I found that Lingbao Magical Art and Devil's Coffin Shooting seem to have a special fit!"

"Perhaps, with the many new insights into life, as well as the evil spirit coffin shooting and the magical magic, I can create a more powerful Heavenly Sovereign Art!"

The white-haired ghost said: "Let Rakshasa practice hand skills with you first. I feel that the evil ghost day is not just him."