"Grandfather, you go to rescue brother Luo quickly!"

Jun Ruolan was so anxious that he almost cried. After all, it was the elder of Beiqing Taoist sect, and he could testify to the existence of the twelve realms of Taoism that could be compared with heaven.

"It's too late."

Junzu shook his head, because at the same time, Luoxiu turned into a reclusive light and left.

The direction of Tan beixiu is going to turn to the elder.

Not to say whether Junzu can catch up, even if it is catching up, what is the significance?

As he said.

Even with his eleven levels of preaching, it is hard to resist Tan Yan's one and a half moves. From the level of zuzun, the gap between one realm and another is too big.

At the beginning, the middle, the later and the peak of the same realm, it is the difference of the small realm.

Between each one, there is a big gap.

But the great ancestor king and the ancestor respect, is the level difference.

There are twelve important doctrines, which are quite different from each other. The gap between great realms is like a gap and a natural moat, let alone a gap at different levels.

"Dong!"

The emptiness of heaven and earth is like beating a drum.

A vast breath, spanning thousands of miles, spread directly from Luoxiu's head.

"Poof!"

He opened his mouth and spurted blood, and his face was filled with deep horror.

Is this the power of the twelve fold realm ancestor?

Across thousands of miles of distance, there is no need to move, just rely on Daowei can shake his blood, which is impossible to escape.

"It seems that I can only use the divine pattern that my father left me, but I don't know if the golden divine pattern can kill the ancestor of the ten fold realm of preaching, or can it kill the ancestor of the twelve fold realm?"

In fact, Rothschild himself was not sure about this.

"In front of us, do you think you have a chance to escape?"

With a sneer on his old face, Tan Yan's Daowei has locked Luo Xiu and sealed the space and time around him, making him like a bug trapped in a cage and unable to escape.

The gap and gap between the two realms made him helpless. His supreme law did not play any role. Even if he used the method of returning to one, he could not shake the existence of this level.

"No matter how strong your talent is, before you grow up, in front of me, you are just a tiny ant."

Tan Yan looked at Luo Xiu indifferently and walked step by step. "Now I give you a chance to swear with your heart that you will be loyal to Beiqing Taoist school all your life. You will never betray, and you will get a life."

"Old man, are you an idiot?" He would rather die than make that choice.

"I don't know how to live or die!"

Tan Yan cold drink, road Weidun more powerful, such as a mountain, merciless pressure.

"Poof!"

When Luo Xiu opened his mouth, he once again ejected a blood arrow. The opponent was too powerful. There were twelve and seven levels of testimony. The gap was as deep as the abyss, and the gap between them could not be described.

"If I have the same accomplishments as you, I'll kill you like a dog!" Rochelle clenched his teeth and raised his head, stubbornly refusing to bow his head.

"It's a pity you don't have the chance!" Tan Yan sneered.

"Chi!"

All of a sudden, Tan Yan raised his hand, and a sword of Dao Li condensed directly penetrated Luo Xiu's elixir field.

"Ah

Luoxiu uttered a scream, and the Dantian was suddenly penetrated. The terrible pain made his teeth break.

At the same time, a palm reached into his elixir field and directly seized the gate of the ancient moon.

"A strange door?"

Tan Yan Mou Guang a congeals, "no, the breath that flows above..."

"The treasure of Tao!"

Tan Yan exclaimed, and the treasure of Tao level is also very difficult for a monk of his state to touch.

"It's no wonder that in less than 20000 years, you have cultivated to the seven levels of preaching, and your combat power is incomparably strong. It seems that you have been passed on by a strong man at the level of Tao."

Luoxiu's eyes were black, and he immediately urged the power of the golden pattern.

He is very clear that this is the best time for him to shoot, because Tan Yan would not have expected him to have backhand and cards.

And the reason why he was patient and didn't have the first time to shoot was to wait for the chance to kill!

"How about a deal?"

However, just as he was about to stimulate the power of the golden pattern, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Who is it?" Luo Xiu's face changed, because the voice he heard came from the Zhenling stele.

The incomplete golden stele, surrounded by the most ancient brand, conveys a mysterious voice.

It has been a long time since he got the Zhenling stele, but it is the first time that he knows that there is someone hidden in the Zhenling stele."I'll save your life. You'll help me out of trouble." The mysterious voice comes from the Zhenling stele again.

"Boom

At the same time, there was no need to ask for Luoxiu's consent. A breath of astonishment came from the Zhenling stele.

"Hum!"

Luoxiu's eyes turned into Mori's eyes in an instant.

However, it is different from the dark eyes of senro. There is a blood light in the eyes. The blood light is like a sword, forming a cross pupil.

Dark eyes, cross blood pupil, send out a strange and evil breath.

What's more, Luoxiu's long purple hair seemed to grow on its own, falling to his waist and dancing wildly with the wind.

One after another, the bloody breath entangled in Luo Xiu's body, making his whole body filled with breath, became cold and terrifying, and climbed to a new level and level.

"Hum!"

Suddenly, the gate of the ancient moon vibrated and turned into a streamer, broke free of Tan Yan's hand and flew back to Luoxiu's Dantian.

"What?"

At this time, Tan Yan also saw the change in Luo Xiu's body, and his face suddenly changed.

Because he sensed that there was a great change in Luoxiu at the moment, which even made him feel the threat.

How could that be possible?

How can a young man who preaches the seven fold realm feel threatened?

"What a powerful force!"

"Perfect flesh!"

Two very different voices, one in front of the other, came out of Roche's mouth.

The voice of the former belongs to Rothschild.

The voice of the latter belongs to a mysterious voice.

"You..."

Tan Yan's old face was shocked to the extreme, "who are you after all?"

At the moment when Tan Yan's voice just dropped, Luo Xiu's body disappeared in front of his eyes.

Without waiting for him to react, Roche's body appeared in front of him.

"Er, er, er..."

Tan Yan's a pair of old eyes, pupil suddenly enlarged, eyeballs are like to stare out of the orbit.

At the moment, his neck was seized by rochew, just like a chicken. He was casually carried in his hand by Luoxiu without any resistance.

"Twelve fold little ants in zuzunjing are really weak."

A cold and evil voice came from Luoxiu's mouth, with sneer and disdain in the corner of his mouth.

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