Chapter 857

Chen xinglie's three feet fell on the Tongtian peak, and a simple courtyard appeared in front of them.

The gate of the courtyard opens automatically and creaks with a strong historical flavor. It seems that the gate is opened, and it is not only the courtyard that is pushed open.

And all kinds of history drifting on the long river of history.

"Come in."

The previous voice sounded again, and Chen xinglie stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as the dark sky changes, the body trembles uncontrollably.

There's the smell of a Taoist gate. It's hard to know whether you're going to live or die.

But if I don't step into this courtyard, I'm afraid this life will not know whether I can return to that blue planet.

There is a towering tree in the center of the courtyard, swaying its branches in the ice and snow, adding a green and a vitality to the pale world.

An old man with white hair, dressed as a Taoist, was sitting cross legged under the towering tree with his eyes closed.

There was a whisk on his knees, as pale as the ice and snow around him.

The figure of the Taoist priest seems to have the feeling of merging with this piece of heaven and earth.

The strength of the old way is unfathomable!

This is the feeling rising in the heart of the demon God after seeing the Taoist priest.

Compared with 200 years ago, this old Taoist road is more terrifying!

Even though he has made great progress in the past two hundred years, he still feels the danger of dying in this old Taoist.

"You're back."

Lao Dao opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out of his eyes and stabbed Chen xinglie.

Chen xinglie did not dodge, nor did he mean to dodge in his eyes.

He knew that the Taoist priest would not hurt him. If he really wanted him to die, there would be no need to save him 200 years ago. At that time, heaven would definitely kill Chen xinglie on the spot.

When they were about to come into contact with Chen xinglie, the two lights turned into starlight, which broke and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Thank you very much for saving your life

Chen xinglie bowed and arched his hands and said respectfully to the Taoist priest.

There was a smile in the eyes of the Taoist priest, as well as a look of satisfaction.

Looking at Chen xinglie, he said leisurely, "you don't have to thank me. Lao Dao came to this world, but he was ordered by that one."

The demon God is stunned, the strength is so terrible the old way, unexpectedly also just received that order.

The figure of the old Taoist priest, who was buried in the memory, suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a terrible man, seemingly middle-aged, but his breath seemed to span thousands of years from the long river of history.

Biting the tip of the tongue, a burst of pain came, and the devil regained consciousness.

The man was too terrible, he just remembered the figure in the deep memory, and almost fell into a dreamland.

"Who is that, elder?"

Chen xinglie looked at Lao Dao and asked.

Lao Dao did not immediately respond to Chen xinglie, but stretched out a hand, five fingers slightly curved, making a pair of pinching movements.

Five fingers kept beating, as if they were prying into the mystery.

Three people look at the mysterious old way, all of them have no mouth to interrupt his action.

Just standing in place, quietly looking at Lao Dao, waiting for him to stop the action in his hands.

For a long time, Lao Dao stopped calculating.

His eyes showed more intense vicissitudes, as if after just so a while of calculation, the years have imposed a heavy stroke on him.

"You have a lot of questions, and I will solve them one by one."

"Now the time has come for you to know a lot of things."

Lao Dao opened his mouth and gently waved the dust in his hand.

A light curtain flies out of the dust and gradually becomes a semicircle, covering the whole peak of Tongtian peak.

Obviously, this is to isolate some of the existing inquiries, as for whose inquiries are to be isolated.

Several people at the scene knew that, in addition to the way of heaven, who else was worthy of the old way to do so?

"First, you wonder if you can go back to that world."

Chen xinglie and the demon God were both stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect that the Taoist priest was the first one to solve the puzzle for the evil dark sky.

Even if Chen xinglie had said his trouble before, the Taoist priest still chose to help the evil dark day to solve the puzzle first.

Then the old man nodded and waited.

"Hard, if you go back to that piece of heaven and earth, the final result is death."

The Taoist priest sighed and said with some exclamations.

The dark sky changed and his eyes were full of disbelief.

His eyes were fixed on Lao Dao, and he said darkly, "you are deceiving me. I am the son of the devil road. The devil God of Luo is my ancestor. If I return to that piece of heaven and earth, who can help me?""You are a Taoist. Are you worried that I will have an impact on daomen after I go back, so you say so?"

The dark sky was full of madness, and he didn't believe what the Taoist priest said. His words were full of questioning tone.

Chen xinglie is stunned. Is this guy Luo's descendant?

I grass! Who is Luo Yan?

It is said that Honghuang's first demon clan is the devil ancestor!

Even if the so-called demon God around him, in terms of seniority, I'm afraid that in front of Luo's demon ancestor, he is just a descendant of the devil.

The premonition in my heart is right. The evil dark day is indeed a great source, and he is the descendant of Luo's evil ancestor!

One side of the demon God is also flashing eyes, this is the second time he heard the word Luo Wu!

This is called the devil, who is it!

"Don't worry. Listen to the old man."

"You are not Luo's descendant, but a wisp of his thoughts."

"Luo Shu practiced a skill tens of thousands of years ago, which is called the great Dharma of disintegration of demons", which is to divide his soul into tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of independent consciousness bodies

Chen xinglie listened with relish as he slowly told the stories that used to exist only in myths and legends.

The demon God is also a confused face, in the old way's narration, he knew this so-called Luo Wu demon God exactly is who.

It was absolutely a terrible existence. Even if it was myself, compared with him, I'm afraid it could only be regarded as a disciple and grandson of the devil.

The face of the dark day was dim, and there was no divine awn in his eyes, leaving only a deep sense of loss and stillness.

In the story of Lao Dao, he is just one of Luo's countless souls.

However, the Dharma of disintegration of demons practiced by Luo fan was that after the soul was divided into countless individuals, it was devoured and fused again until more than half of the soul individuals were integrated.

Luo's consciousness will be awakened again. As long as all the soul individuals are swallowed up, Luo's strength will go further.

That's really on top of the top, further!

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