In the White Bone Sect, there were many, many people staring at the position of the Holy Son, and countless people looked forward to his early death every day so that the position could be vacated…

Before him, several holy sons had already died…

On the side, the Ghost Weeping Old Ancestor glanced at the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect slightly, and did not pay attention to him.

The Ghost Cry Old Ancestor didn’t have the heart to pay attention to these little things at the moment, he just wanted the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect to be quiet and not make trouble.

Ghost Cry Old Ancestor originally didn’t want to emerge, facing this unknown place, unknown powerhouse, he just wanted to keep a low profile.

He was afraid that he would be targeted by that mysterious strong man when he stood up, and when the time came, he didn’t know what would happen.

However, he had to stand up and stop the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect.

He was afraid that the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect would continue to toss like this, and if he talked such nonsense, he would annoy the 23 powerful people who had captured them.

If that powerful person had a bad temper and was angry, he would strike at the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect.

And he happens to be around here, in case the unlucky one is affected, then he really can’t even cry.

Ghost Cry Old Ancestor looked around cautiously, trying to find the powerful one who could move so many people over.

However, looking at it, I don’t see who has a special place…..

Don’t look at the ghost crying ancestor now has a calm expression, a look of indifference, no one loves.

In fact, his heart is not at all as calm as it seems, his heart is now full of panic emotions, and even, a trace of sweat appears on his forehead.

The body, all a little trembling…

Ghost Cry Old Ancestor couldn’t remember how many years he hadn’t been so nervous, he even thought that he had forgotten to be afraid of this emotion, and he would never encounter such a thing again in his life.

Since his cultivation reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal, he had never met anyone who could make him retreat, nor had he ever met an existence that could make him fearful.

Apart from the Blood Ancestor, there is no stronger cultivator than him in this world.

And the blood ancestor, perennial retreat, rarely appears in the outside world.

Therefore, the ghost crying ancestor has long forgotten the feeling of being supported.

The scene that happened now, even if he had already completed the Daluo Golden Immortal and was a half-quasi-saint cultivator, he didn’t dare to imagine it at all.

Who the hell can have such a terrifying magical power!

The first thing in Ghost Cry Old Ancestor’s mind was the Blood Ancestor, but randomly he removed this idea.

He had seen the Blood Ancestor, and he had personally experienced the power of the Blood Ancestor, and the Blood Ancestor had made a breakthrough, and he would definitely not be able to do it to this extent.

Even if it was just the Ghost Cry Old Ancestor, the Blood Ancestor would definitely not be able to let him move that far without reacting!

The unknown is the most terrifying.

In particular, or is this existence far beyond his imagination.

At this moment, he was completely incomprehensible like a mortal seeing an immortal.

Even guessing, you can’t guess what!

The Ghost Cry Old Ancestor looked around slightly, feeling that there were at least millions, or even tens of millions of cultivators, around.

He didn’t dare to imagine that who in this world had such a terrifying cultivation that could instantly move tens of millions of cultivators.

Does such a terrifying powerhouse really exist?

“Since the Taoist friend refuses to show up, there must be something important to deal with, then I will wait a little longer, after the Taoist friend is busy, remember to give a notification.”

After waiting for ten seconds, the Ghost Cry Old Ancestor saw that the mysterious powerful man ignored himself and did not care about the strange eyes of the people around him, and smiled very calmly.

It’s just that because he hasn’t laughed for too long, the way he laughs at the moment is a little scary…..

“?”

The cultivators around the Ghost Cry Old Ancestor couldn’t help but have a big question mark on their heads.

Especially the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect, he knows a lot of insiders and knows that the reason why the Ghost Cry Old Ancestor has this title is because the Ghost Cry Old Ancestor is a little paralyzed, and he has been crying with a face all year round, and no one has ever seen him laugh 967.

But now…

The Holy Son of the White Bone Sect rubbed his eyes vigorously, what did he see, he could actually see the ghost crying old ancestor laughing!

It was almost like the White Bone Sect Master saying to him: I passed on the position and cultivation to you, and from now on, you will be the White Bone Sect Master…

The Holy Son of the White Bone Sect couldn’t help but doubt, and thought to himself: “Could it be that the facial paralysis of the ghost crying ancestor in the past was actually pretended, but why?” He, a cultivator standing at the peak, why should he pretend to be facial paralysis, is there any benefit to facial paralysis? ”

The Ghost Cry Old Ancestor never dreamed that the Holy Son of the White Bone Sect next to him actually dared to mumble to him in his heart.

At this moment, his mind was full of thoughts about how to retreat with his whole body and leave this place safely.

Because, he was shocked to find that his cultivation and physical body were all imprisoned, and at this moment, he was equivalent to an ordinary mortal.

His Daluo Golden Immortal Perfection Power disappeared without a trace…….._

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