If you want to get away, this old monster is a real roadblock. If you don't solve him, everything is empty talk.
As ye Lingfeng roars, the father of the ran family jumps wildly, frowns and stares at Ye Lingfeng. The light in his pupils changes, and finally his fingers are pinched tightly, as if he had made a decision, and then his body turns It was like the wind retreating, afraid to approach.
When this scene appeared, the crowd was stunned. Who could have imagined that the infant monk could force the old monster of Sendai to run away and dare not get close to him.
"I can't deal with you, can't I deal with him?" After Yuan Dun, the ancestor of the ran family gave a grim smile, and his eyes immediately locked Wu Tian firmly. With a wave of his back hand, a flash of light, like a rope, bound Wu Tian.
It is obvious that he wants to take Wu Tian and let Ye Lingfeng get rid of the rat. Finally, he can't resist any more.
"Offended..." Seeing this scene, ye Lingfeng moved in his heart and thought in his heart. As soon as he lifted his back hand, a human shaped white light blocked the lightning rope thrown by the ancestors of the ran family.
"What is it?" The old ancestor of the ran family snorted coldly, and immediately prepared to wave the lightning to smash the block.
But when he wanted to control the lightning, he suddenly felt that his whole body was suddenly suppressed by a huge mountain. The magic power and breath couldn't move at all. Moreover, the lightning rope fell to the ground and fell apart.
Not only he, but also all the monks of Ran's family were equally heavy at this moment, as if there was a terrible suppression in the deepest part of their blood. That kind of oppression, lingering in the deepest of their bones and spirits, makes them want to kneel down involuntarily.
"The breath of the immortal..." Trembling, the old ancestor of the ran family finally saw what the block thing ye Lingfeng threw out was. It was a white bone. But even a white bone still made his knees tremble.
That kind of feeling is like a kind of long cherished fate entangles his body for thousands of years, so that he can't change anything at all.
"Master, hold this corpse and follow me closely. I see who dares and who can make you sweat!" Ye Lingfeng sneers at this and says to Wu Tianchen, who is hard to believe and doesn't understand what happened.
"Ha ha ha..." Wu Tian was stunned. Even though he understood the reason, he hugged the bones of the old man in green clothes tightly in his arms, looked around, looked at all the monks of the ran family, and cheered coldly: "grandsons, master, do you slaves still worship?"
When ye Lingfeng saw this, he couldn't stop laughing. He took advantage of the opportunity to arouse the human form to rob the thunder, and reaped the lives of several monks of the ran family.
The reason why I want to take out the bones of the old man in green clothes is that I also want to thank Meng Qiuli who threw himself in his arms. Meng Qiuli's remark that the ran family was a servant of lixianzong made Ye Lingfeng feel that he had grasped something.
Because he knew that as slaves, they were often forbidden by the master in their blood and origin, and passed on from generation to generation, so as to avoid the servants' resentment towards the master and make the following offenses.
So yesterday, when he arranged for the black emperor, the rosefinch and the broken star ant to enter the ground, he also took out the bones and found a monk ran to do some experiments. In the end, he got the same result as he thought.
"Li Xian corpse..." At this time, the bitter looking father of the ran family suddenly looked at Ye Lingfeng and said in amazement: "you can see the corpse of the immortal. You can take him home. You are not Kunlun friars, you are from feixianxing!"
People all think that everything on Lixian star has been destroyed, and all the signs of monks' activities have been erased by a kind of power in the dark. However, only the ran family, who was once a slave of lixianzong, knew that when lixianzong died, there was a rumor that there was a remains of the leader of lixianzong in lixianxing, and only the people from his hometown could take the remains back home.
After learning of this rumor, the ancestors of the ran family sent people to lixianxing constantly, trying to find the corpse of the leader of the immortal sect, and to vent the hatred of the ran family as a slave of lixianzong in the past.
But unfortunately, over the years, they have visited every corner of the immortal star, and even dug three feet into the earth. They have never found the corpse. Naturally, there is no way to talk about destroying the corpse.
According to the ancestors' conjecture, they believed that the reason why the skeleton could not be found was that the head of Xianzong had set up some kind of prohibition, so that only feixianxing, who came from the hometown of the friars of Xianzong, could see the corpse and bury it in his hometown.
Over the years, the ran family almost forgot about it. Especially when they see the immortal star disappearing day by day, and the date of collapse between heaven and earth is getting closer and closer, they feel that even if they can't find the skeleton, it doesn't matter.
Because when the stars fall into the sky, no matter what existed in Lixian star in the past, it will dissipate the sky.
But who could have imagined that today, a friar feixianxing appeared, took the skeleton away from lixianxing, and even brought it to tianyunxing, so that all the friars of the ran family could relive that humiliating memory.
What he didn't expect was that even though lixianzong had disappeared, the prohibition that those people planted in the blood of the ran family still existed. They didn't have the ability to fight ye Lingfeng and Wu Tian."Heaven, what has my ran family done wrong? I will be enslaved for ten thousand years, until I die!" The father of the ran family roared angrily and his eyes were red. The most humiliating secret of the ran family is their ancestors' years as servants. They don't want to be mentioned by anyone. However, today and in the past, it seems that they are going to play again.
Let alone the ancestor of the ran family, even ye Lingfeng was shocked. He also did not expect that the ban imposed by the friars of lixianzong on the ran family was so strong. After countless years, his blood passed on for generations, but there was no sign of dissipation.
Moreover, even if such a tough old monster as Lao Zu of Ran's family is capable of half a step, it will be limited.
What does this mean? It means that the monks of lixianzong were more powerful and terrible than Sendai.
"You go first, I'll go back and withdraw!" At this time, ye Lingfeng felt that rosefinch and black emperor were flying out of the crater with the broken star ant, and they were approaching the transmission array, waiting to join him and leave.
Wu Tian, hearing the speech, nodded, immediately hugged the bones of the old man in Tsing Yi and released the road of fire. The flame rolled away, burning a smooth road in the dense crowd, and then quickly went to the transmission array.
After that, ye Lingfeng controls his power and struggles with the human form to rob the thunder. He neither injures himself nor dissipates the sky. He is so deadlocked that he approaches the teleportation array and wants to get away from it.