Legend of the Cultivation God Chapter 1685: Mist Mountain twelve Great Shaman old

"Why is the speed of silk ~ flying so fast?" Seeing that the shadow had already surpassed his own speed, Xiao Hua didn't realize that his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was shocked.

When the black shadow falls under the steps of the ancestral hall, Xiao Hua can see clearly. This black shadow is a bird and beast with four flesh wingss on its back. This bird and beast not only has four wings, but a belly There are three claws on the bottom and the chest, and there is a meat crown like the phoenix crown above the bird head that is raised high!

"Grandma, Lao Tzu is late again!" Before this weird bird and beast stopped, a thin old man who was not much stronger than a bamboo pole jumped from the bird and his back, his figure slightly wobbled, In the violent wind, it fell to the Mother Earth Stronghold Wu Lao.

"You are the old witch of Di Jiang Stronghold. Naturally, you are good at speed! Even if it is late, it is better to fly faster?" The old man who is not tall in general sneered, "That's why ... every time Always be late! "

"Ming Hua! Laozi this time because of something!" Di Jiang Stronghold Wu Lao argued, "My Mist Mountain is in such a dangerous situation today, of course Laozi has to work hard to find a way!"

"Ming Hua?" Although these Wu Lao people used Mist Mountain to speak, Xiao Hua didn't understand him, but the word "Ming Hua" was issued in Wu Lao's mouth, and the name of Qie Qi was heard with the previous Xiao Hua. In general, the pronunciation is extremely similar, and I ca n’t help but feel excited in Xiao Hua ’s heart!

"Could it be that this old man was looking for that Empress of Myriad Monsters Realm ... Ming Hua?" Xiao Hua looked at the tall and abnormal Wu Lao on the distant steps, and the appearance of Wu Lao with white hair. Put it together with the gorgeous face of Empress! It feels like cow dung and flowers.

Soon after that, several people said two more things, and they all entered the ancestral hall.

The figure of several people disappeared, and everyone walked up and down the stairs, slowly moving, slowly.

Until Xiao Hua entered the ancestral hall with the palace guard, I saw that Li Zongbao, Hongxia Fairy and others were standing in a corner not far from the hall gate, and that Xiao Hua foundation did not need the guardian to lead. It passed by itself. But Xiao Hua just walked two steps, behind the palace guard said urgently: "Xiao Young Master, your position is not here!"

"Oh? Where is that?" Xiao Hua turned to said in surprise.

The temple guard glanced at the skeleton with Soul Consciousness, pointed his hand at the top of the ancestral hall, and said with a smile: "Xiao Young Master is second only to the eleventh Great Shaman."

"No, this humble Daoist is here!" Xiao Hua looked at dao robe on his body and shook his head. At this time, he also knew why so many Soul Practitioner just stared at himself.

"Wu Lao has orders. I dare not dare to obey, and I also ask Xiao Young Master to go up!"

"You go talk to Wu Lao." Xiao Hua said lightly, "Since this humble Daoist is qualified to stand there, it is naturally possible to stand here!"

After seeing Xiao Hua not going, the palace guard had to leave and go to the place of Wu Lao to report.

Xiao Hua ignored him. Towards Hongxia Fairy and others.

"Big Brother ..." Before waiting for Xiao Hua to approach, Xiao Mao waved with a smile.

"Why are you here!" Fairy Hongxia complained a little, "We all waited for a long time, and thought that you have another problem!"

"Oh, listen to the guard, we are the front and rear feet!" Xiao Hua sighed, "However. Just met Ji Man in the palace!"

"Oh? What are you doing?" Fairy Hongxia asked with a tight face.

"Anyway, anyway!" Xiao Hua knew that everyone was just like him, and had some preconceived thoughts about Ji Man. She waved, "She just asked about Ziyan and Zi Ming, and it didn't bother me! And, This Ji Man is also really pitiful ... "

Unfortunately, he didn't wait to finish. Hongxia Fairy coldly said: "Poor people must have hateful things!"

"This ..." Xiao Hua was speechless.

"Why? Am I not right? If she were indulging Zizi, if she rejected Zi Ming in bottom of the heart, would Mother Earth Stronghold fall to this point?" Hongxia Fairy retorted, "Do n’t look at her superficial concern about Zi Ming , Everything makes Zi Ming, but she is retreating, once she grasps the handle of Zi Ming as before. It is necessary to put Zi Ming only to death! "

"Okay! Just when I didn't say anything!" Xiao Hua is speechless. After all, everyone has his own judgment. He only hopes that his judgment will not be too ridiculous.

Ignoring the blame of Hongxia Fairy, Xiao Hua looked up at the entire ancestral hall. Today is different from the last time. Today there are not many people in the ancestral hall, but each one is quite old. Moreover, these old Wu people are divided into three steps, which are distinct.

The first part is the Wu Lao of the Twelve Lords, standing in front of the statue of the **** Great God in Hou Tu, which occupies a huge area,

Followed by the Second part, there were nearly two hundred people. These two hundred people were divided into two groups, which were listed on the left and right sides of the deity statue. It should be the so-called Ninety-nine Shangzhai Wulao of Mother Earth Stronghold and Shebi Zhai.

The last part is the Third part, which is also divided into two dials, followed by the front of the ninety-nine Shangzhai, with 300 people per dial. It should be the so-called 360 of the witch old.

Xiao Hua took a look. There are many witch elders here, and they all look the same. He really has n’t distinguished the earliest wandering witch elders.

"Huh? Zi Ming doesn't seem to be in this ancestral temple?" Xiao Hua looked at it for a moment, and suddenly woke up. Sure enough, the ancestral deity statue's all around was a piece of empty, and there were no traces. Not there? She seems to have been here long ago! Zi Ming is the protagonist of the Lantern Festival tonight, Ji Man is Mother Earth Stronghold, second only to Wu Lao, she may not be so? "

Thinking, Xiao Hua will look carefully at the left and right of the deity statue to find out what clues. However, what the naked eye sees is still empty, and now the ancestral ancestral hall, the Mist Mountain twelve witch and old people gathered together, any one is to let the Xiao Hua high mountain stand, where does Xiao Hua dare to release Buddha Conciousness?

After a cursory look, Xiao Hua just gave up and focused on the twelve witch elders talking in a low voice. In addition to the Mother Earth Stronghold, the twelve Wu Lao looks like young, and there are three other anomalies that are also young. However, these three people are facing Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hua cannot see their faces.

Specially, the Xuan Ming village witch old Xiao Hua saw outside the ancestral hall, the name seems to be Ming Hua, the body is really huge, and it is standing on the outermost side, and the other witch old people are all Blocked tightly, Xiao Hua can't even look at the appearance of these old witch.

However, from the side of the flashing body of Wulao Ming Hua, Xiao Hua can still see the backs or sides of those Wulao. There is even a Third arm under the old man's arm.

"Huh ... It ’s really strange to have a vision!" Xiao Hua blinked his mouth, just to take back his gaze, but at this time, Wu Lao Ming Hua raised his arm, it was three long Wu Lao's figure in the arm gave way, and it was extremely coincidental that something like a kerchief worn on the old man's head suddenly opened, but under the kerchief, a spooky ghost face appeared, that If the pair of eyes resembles a blood hole, it is exactly the eyes of Xiao Hua!

"Silk ~" Xiao Hua was taken aback. The cold hairs around him were all upright. If it is common to see a ghost face, he may not be afraid, but behind the witch ’s head, under the square Suddenly appeared, it was completely beyond his expectations. Fortunately, the square appeared to be brought up when the old Xuan Ming wall witch was shaking. With the Xuan Ming wall old arm down, the square fell again, blocking the ghost face behind this old witch, and Xuan Ming wall witch The old figure completely covered the old Wu.

"Grandma, who are the millions of Mist Mountain's witch elders ?!" Xiao Hua's secretly thought with a lingering fear, "What is this so-called twelve Great God? Could it be all ..."

Thinking about this, Xiao Hua suddenly has a kind of enlightenment!

"I get it! These twelve Great God ... is it related to the Spirit Beast of Ancient? This million Mist Mountain is the descendant of those Spirit Beast bloodline, just like my cultivator of many Spirit Beast bloodline in the three countries of cultivating the Truth? And, Fairy Hongxia Is n’t it Ice Phoenix bloodline? Their Cai Family ancestral hall is not in millions of Mist Mountain? It ’s just that these twelve Spirit Beast are too powerful, oh? Not necessarily, it is estimated to be similar to the First Ancestor Ice Phoenix of the fairy of Hongxia? Otherwise Cai Family The ancestral hall will not be placed in the million Mist Mountain! Perhaps it was later that Cai Family could not stand on the million Mist Mountain, which only migrated from the million Mist Mountain to my Dao Sect Creek State! Hey, unfortunately, if Cai Family is also in the million Mist Mountain, small Ye can mix anything Fu Man Dangdang! "

Thinking of Fu Man, Xiao Hua moved again, "Where did Yeyu go? He didn't have a killing heart for Xiao Mao? Now Xiao Mao's identity is undecided, it is a good opportunity for him to take action. It ’s because Xiao Mao ’s identity was recognized by Wu Lao of She Bi Zhai, where else could he have a chance? "

"Oh, no, I ’m afraid that Ye Yu and Nao have already said something in front of the witch-old man of Shebi Village?" Xiao Hua frowned again, "otherwise why did the witch-old man not enter the ancestral temple, Have opinions on the young man? Actually, in front of the ancestral hall of Mother Earth Stronghold, there are so many people facing the young man? Is he starting with the young man? Or is it against Xiao Mao? "

The more I think about Xiao Hua, the more I feel bad in my heart. Look at Xiao Mao's face with a kind of excitement, with a kind of expectation, and I feel secretly worried in my heart.

In Xiao Hua's cranky thinking, it was about half an hour's wait. The whole ancestral hall was a bit noisy. Not only the twelve Great Shaman were old, but many witch-olds were also whispering. Dadian is really rare.

Suddenly, the thunderous sound of one sound came from outside the ancestral hall, and it was quiet above the slightly noisy hall. Even the twelve Wu Lao who gathered together for discussion were hurriedly spread out, standing in one place with extreme rules ...