Chapter 2250

"Dad, when are we going in?" Little star asked Du Shaofu.

Du Shaofu looked at the void in front of him. He was just about to speak. Suddenly, he looked at the void on one side. As he looked, many figures appeared in the sky in the distance of the void, and an invisible but terrible breath diffused and expanded.

And this kind of terrible breath, only the stronger the strength, the more able to feel.

Those with insufficient cultivation strength can not even feel the existence of such breath.

"They are here."

Huo Lei Zi looked at the place Du Shaofu was looking at. In his red and blue eyes, there was a flash of thunder and flame.

"It's the old men in the tomb of eternity. Do they want to enter the ancient wasteland?"

The little star frowned, and the evil spirit mark in her brow was faintly shining. The strong breath in the distance could not escape her prying. It was those terrible ancient strongmen who came out of the eternal tomb. She was afraid of her current cultivation, knowing that those old guys were not easy to be provoked.

"Don't worry, they're just here to try. I've tried them out. They can't get in." Huo Leizi said, secretly a little disappointed. He has already tried it secretly. There are still restrictions on the opening. People who have entered once can't go in at all. This time, he came with the psychology of exploration. But just now he has tried for the first time, the fierce ground still has such restrictions to prevent him from entering.

"Amitabha..."

With Huo Leizi's voice falling, there is a Buddha's name in the sky, the Sanskrit is ethereal, and the Scriptures are chanting. In the void, there are several figures sweeping through the sky, and the breath is strong. As an old monk, there is not much hidden breath of holy land.

"It's the old Buddhist monk, and the nine spirits, henglun."

The night drifts, and the black eyes are awe inspiring. He is a strong Buddhist. Jiuchongling and henglun are not unfamiliar to him. At the beginning, he fought with the eighteen guards.

"Not only Buddhists, they are all here!" Du Xiaoyao said, with golden light in his eyes.

"Whew..."

With the fall of Du Xiaoyao's voice, there is a large figure above the void, from this piece of sea sky above the cracks in the void, the light is dazzling, the breath is vast, and the sky is stirring.

Du Shaofu saw many familiar figures, such as the Taoist Qingfeng Taoist and Xu Yangzi, the Confucian Meng Qianhe, the peasant Jiang Yuechan, and Kong Sansi and Zhou Xiaoluo.

The three familiar practitioners of holy land also appeared, and each of them took several people with them.

Su Sanyan, a strategist, and Huiwu, a famous strategist, also appeared with several people around.

The Legalists appeared, led by Ming Lao, followed by several figures with good breath. Among them, there was a dishevelled middle-aged man with a wine pot and a dark robe. I don't know how long he hasn't washed it. His whole body looks like a half beggar, but he can see a very handsome face under the cover of his hair.

Looking at the old man and the dishevelled middle-aged man, Du Shaojing's eyes began to fluctuate a little.

"Miss Shaojing."

Ming Lao tore up the void and felt Du Shaofu and others with the strongest breath at the moment, and then bowed his head to Du Shaojing from a distance.

After Ming, several men and women looked at Du Shaofu, Du Shaojing and Du Tingxuan from a distance. They were all gnashing their teeth, showing a chill in secret, but they did not dare to show too obvious.

"Second uncle, old man Ming."

Du Shaojing raised her eyes, nodded, and her face was calm.

Du Shaofu nodded to the dishevelled middle-aged man from a distance. He knew who it was. When he entered the legalist school for the first time, after losing his heart, it was Ming Lao and he who briefly protected his life.

Du Shaofu paid back the old man's love last time, but his second uncle's love had never been returned.

Du Shaofu also heard from his mother that he had always been helped by the second uncle in the legalist school.

It was just that he was so estranged from the Legalists that Du Shaofu could not name his second uncle.

Du Shaofu was a little surprised when he felt the breath of Ming Lao at the moment, but it was not surprising. After the last fight, he did not expect that during this period of time, he also stepped into the holy demon realm.

"Hum!"

Beside Ming Lao and the dishevelled middle-aged man, there is still a young man who looks only thirty years old. His face is a little pale, but his eyes are cold. He looks at Du Shaofu and Du Tingxuan from a distance. He snorts coldly in his throat, and then robs the ancient wasteland.

Under the cover of dishevelled and dishevelled middle-aged hair, he looks at Du Shaofu, Du Tingxuan, Du Shaojing, and so on. The corners of his mouth rise slightly and show a faint smile, and then follow the old man behind the young man.

"Oh..."

With the arrival of the supreme beast power, a figure comes with a huge breath. It is the Dragon thousand dynasties of the dragon family, with several strong breath people.

Mohist Hu xuanhu also appeared, tearing the space, with ink such as men, Sima Muhan and other young people.

"Gu..."With the sound of hissing, the Phoenix sage of the Phoenix clan also came, with Zixuan, huangling'er, fenghan, Fengchu, HuangFei and other people.

"It seems that everyone wants to gamble this time."

Looking at this piece of sea void above a short period of time Qiqi appear each big mountain gate strong person, fire thunder son light said.

Du Shaofu looked at the powerful forces coming from the void. He understood that Huo Leizi was referring to those ancient strongmen who came out of the eternal tombs in the big mountain gates. He clearly knew that even the strongmen in the holy land could not protect themselves in the ancient wasteland. However, he still entered with the supreme pride of so many young people. He just wanted to make a final fight in order to get a big chance.

The catastrophe is coming. With the opening of the ancient wasteland, the nine great masters, the dragon clan and the Phoenix clan have reached an irresistible level.

"Shaofu!"

In Du Shaofu's thinking, the voice like a silver bell comes, and Sima Muhan's beautiful shadow comes.

"There are a lot of breakthroughs. It seems that I am not lazy."

Looking at a moving face in front of me, it is more mature than before. By adding charm, the more exciting people are, the more powerful the breath is.

"Of course, during this time the Holy Father himself taught us."

Sima Muhan smiles. Seeing Du Tingxuan, Ouyang Shuang, Du Shaojing and so on, a little scarlet appears on his cheek and greets him.

"Mother, I miss you so much."

The little star had already been flying to Zixuan's side, with a pure smile on her small face.

"Girl, I miss you too." Zixuan was smiling, her eyes were like purple sun, and she seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. She was wearing purple clothes, with purple flame and dark lines on it. She outlined the posture of floating and tempting. She looked at Du Shaofu from a distance, but she didn't go forward. Her temperament was extraordinary.

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