Ancestor, Watch Over Me Chapter 627: The name of Pharaoh, Father Ali (4,800 characters, two combined…

In the ancient city of Shura, the ice and snow melted, and the Shura people all escaped.

They rushed towards the ruins of the pyramid, looking at Liu Wuhai who was sitting and practicing from a distance, looking in awe and gratitude.

However, there are some individuals who stand calmly, with deep eyes and no waves.

There is a large circle around them, and the other people dare not approach it. Obviously, the status and strength of these people are extraordinary.

Not everyone will blindly follow the ancestral precepts!

The stronger the strength, the smarter, the more profound the thinking.

At this time.

In the first and second pyramids, two terrifying auras rose to the sky, permeating the entire city of Shura.

"The first pharaoh and the second pharaoh are unblocked!"

The Shura people are excited and excited.

At this moment, two figures came from a distance, walking in the void.

They are the frozen old people of the first pyramid, and the frozen old women of the second pyramid.

After the two got out of trouble, they rushed to the ruins of the third pyramid for the first time, and their eyes fell straight on Liu Wuhai.

All around, other Shura tribesmen bowed and saluted the two of them. They waved their hands and made everyone stand up.

"Where's the third pharaoh? Why does her holy tower shatter?" asked the second pharaoh. She was an old woman on crutches, named Abuna.

She regained her perception just when the melting of the ice was about to end, and then she felt that Liu Wuhai had completed the Nine Seals of Death and condensed the Sacred Seal of the Pyramid.

The people around the people heard the second Pharaoh Abuna’s inquiry, and looked at each other one by one, and they didn't know.

The clansmen with deep eyes didn't speak either.

At this time.

The first pharaoh, the old man frozen in the ice on the first pyramid, Adidas smiled slightly and said: "The holy tower is shattered. Something must have happened, but we have never been robbed when the ice was frozen. Obviously, the situation is different. Not bad."

The prohibition that the black smoke of death left on him did not work.

The strength gap is too big.

"Now, just wait for the fourth Pharaoh's practice to end!"

Adidas said, stomping his feet.

This is his habit. When talking, he always likes to stamp his feet.

"Everyone is gone. Our Asura clan has been unblocked today. We will restore our cultivation base and strength as soon as possible, and rebuild the order of our Asura City to prevent other changes from happening!"

Adidas said, his eyes were majestic, and he scanned the people around him.

"Yes! Follow Pharaoh's order!"

The Shura people responded in unison, retreated quickly, and acted swiftly.

On the ruins of the pyramid, Abuna and Adidas stood quietly, restoring their cultivation and strength, while helping Liu Wuhai protect the law.

It's just the location where they are standing, one left and the other right, vaguely forming a corner, sealing Liu Wuhai in it is obviously not as simple as a mere protection of the law, but more about vigilance and defense.

This is the attitude of the Taixu realm boss. It is impossible to make an inexplicable foreigner become the pharaoh of the Shura tribe based on the ancestral instructions left by the ancestors.

Furthermore, the third Pharaoh Aguidole’s holy tower was broken, but Liu Wuhai appeared here. If it didn’t matter, they wouldn’t believe it.

Like Aguidole, they were once strong in the Void Realm, but their age and strength of enlightenment are stronger than Aguidole!

Especially Adidas, this kind-looking old man, always likes to stamp his feet when speaking, but his majestic gaze makes Abuna next to him have a trace of respect.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

In the ancient city of Shura, it has become prosperous and lively, and many people from the Shura tribe have recovered their cultivation base and strength. On the walls, the Shura soldiers patrol the guard.

The gods of the prophetic realm will sit cross-legged on the tower, and their majestic auras are intertwined.

Among the several big families in the city, there are also prophetic auras pervading the streets. There is a flow of people on the streets, and the lowest cultivation base is in the ancestral realm, and the dominant realm is even more visible at a glance, everywhere.

The strength of the Shura clan is evident.

However, the Shura clan is still in the state of closing the city, and the Shura clan members are not allowed to go out. The first pharaoh Adidas even arranged a large hidden formation, causing the entire ancient city of Shura to disappear into the void.

This day.

It was another peaceful day, and people practiced and communicated as usual.

But at this moment, a majestic coercion and aura erupted from the ruins of the third holy tower, which caused everyone in the city to look up, and then became excited.

"The Fourth Pharaoh is out!"

"Our Asura clan is finally going to be born!"

Many Shura people are very excited.

Only the prophetic realm, and even the powerful energy in the depths of several large family houses, did not change in the slightest.

Their eyes are calm, even with a hint of indifference.

The Fourth Pharaoh came out of nowhere, they didn't have much recognition, and even slights of hostility.

At this time.

In Liu Wuhai's retreat.

There, a phantom of a pyramid rose up into the void, exuding a bright golden light, like a emptiness tower and a temple of the sun.

This pyramid is not a substantial tower, but it is very solid, just like the real one, and you can even see the carvings on it clearly.

It is very noble, and it is a fusion of the nine deadly seals.

"Boom"

It fell and merged into Liu Wuhai's body. Liu Wuhai's momentum grew wildly, from the early stage of the Prophetic Realm all the way to the peak of the Prophet Realm.

Finally, the qi and blood roared, and the great principles of the old ancestor's way and the filial piety were quickly replaced, and a ray of too weak aura radiated out.

Liu Wuhai, he has advanced to a half-step Taixu realm!

The vast coercion swept across the ancient city of Shura like a hurricane.

Countless people are disguised and in awe.

The powerful Shura people in the prophetic realm, as well as the terrifying gazes in the depths of several large family houses, are communicating with each other.

"I know that by practicing the Nine Seals of Death to the Unity of the Nine Seals, it can reach the Taixu realm, or even a higher realm, but I did not expect that this holy skill of my clan will complete an alien! "

"My tribe's sacred art, cultivation is as difficult as reaching the sky, and the next few seals are even more so. He is not a member of my tribe. Why can he practice successfully?!"

"Half a step is too empty, how many years I have cultivated to reach this step, the fourth pharaoh, I have been longing for countless years..."

"Hehe, the first pharaoh and the second pharaoh are looking at him, whether he will become the fourth pharaoh, it is still unknown!"

These people have a tone of envy, jealousy, and a hint of inexplicability.

The ruins of the third pyramid.

Liu Wuhai regained his power and opened his eyes. In an instant, he sensed two horrible auras, one on the left and one on the right, locking him in.

He turned his head and saw the two of them. Without waiting for him to ask, the other party had already spoken first.

"Old man, the first pharaoh of the Shura clan, Adidas!"

"The second pharaoh of the old Shura clan, Abuna!"

After Adidas finished talking with Abner, his face was smiling, but his eyes were sharp, staring at Liu Wuhai.

"Who are you? Where do you come from? What does it have to do with the black smoke of death?" Abner asked, leaning on crutches.

Liu Wuhai replied: "My name is Liu Wuhai. I come from the Heavenly Emperor City. The reason why I am here is because I was taken by the black smoke of death and forced me to translate your text."

"Why do you know our Shura ancient prose?" Abuna asked.

Liu Wuhai rolled his eyes and replied: "Our ancestors are my religion! As for why our ancestors knew your ancient Shura prose, I guess it was the Ajidole who taught our ancestors. ."

What he said was half-truth and half-false.

Abner's eyes were cold, and he sternly shouted: "Nonsense!"

"Ajidole is the saint of my Shura tribe, and even the third pharaoh. She is respected and cultivated in the Taixu realm. What is your ancestor? You are qualified to let Aguidole teach him ancient Chinese asuras."

Liu Wuhai raised his brows and said angrily: "Shut up! Old stuff!"

"What about the saint, what about the third pharaoh, what is the realm of emptiness, in front of our ancestors, it is a chicken and dog, vulnerable!"

Liu Wuhai is strong when he meets the strong, and soft when he meets the soft. Since the other party speaks badly and calls his ancestor "something" in words, he immediately replies a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

When it comes to the issue of ancestors, he will never compromise!

This is the same as the issue of national sovereignty. It must be rigid and not shrinking.

Abuna's face changed drastically when he heard Liu Wuhai's berating.

For many years, she has been aloof. As the second pharaoh, countless people treat her respectfully, let alone someone dare to scold her for old things.

But today, she heard and saw with her own ears that a stranger actually uttered insults to her.

"It seems that you are going to be an enemy of our Shura clan!" Abu Nahan said.

Liu Wuhai stood up suddenly and raised his head: "You alone cannot represent the Shura clan, but if you dare to insult my ancestors, then you are against our Heavenly Emperor City!"

"You..." Abuna's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted sharply: "Let the old man see if your strength is as hard as your mouth!"

Boom!

She raised her cane and bombarded it all at once.

After a hundred years of recuperation and recovery, she has almost recovered the cultivation base and strength of the Taixu realm.

This blow produced the power of the emptiness, and the void suddenly turned into a black hole. The power of the law exuded from the crutch, which was an artifact of the law, and the evil spirit and coercion swept the entire ancient city of Shura.

The Shura people all fly into the sky to watch this battle.

The existence of the Prophet Realm and several large families is too empty, and each of them has a smile and a certain expectation.

In the field.

Liu Wuhai felt the tremendous pressure, but was not afraid. He screamed: "The ancestors can attack adversity, and I can do the same, Liu Wuhai!"

He yelled: "The ancestors are sacred in the sky, and the patriarchal patriarchy descends!"

From beginning to end, he cultivated the way of ancestors and the way of filial piety. Therefore, the patriarchal patriarchy is his ultimate strategy.

At this moment.

He said a word, and an old patriarchal figure suddenly appeared on his head.

This ancestor’s patriarchal family has brilliant golden light, is extremely tall, and has a dry tobacco pot in his mouth. His image is heroic and domineering.

At the same time, Liu Wuhai touched his scalp, and the ancestor Shenfa turned into a dry tobacco pot.

At this time, Abner's crutch fell off the top of Void's head.

Liu Wuhai held up the dry tobacco pot and rushed forward.

With only a bang, his dry tobacco pot was beaten and almost let go.

Abner sneered: "With this ability, I dare to be arrogant in front of the old man. Today, I will suppress you here and let your ancestor come to lead you. I...ah--"

Suddenly, she screamed.

Because of her crutches, she suffered a heavy blow.

She looked up and found that it was the face of Liu Wuhai on top of her head that made another move. She picked up the dry tobacco pot and hit her crutches violently.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?! You can fight across borders?!" Abner was surprised.

Next to Adidas, who was watching coldly from beginning to end, his expression also changed slightly.

In the distance, countless people from the Shura tribe who watched the battle were making a noise.

At this time.

Liu Wuhai picked up the dry tobacco pot made by the ancestor Shenfa and took a big breath.

On the top of his head, the ancestors also smoked.

"Call~"

He spit out smoke, and the patriarchal father also spit out smoke.

The white smoke envelops the power of the ancestor's way and the law of filial piety, and comes with a dash of virility.

"Dare to show off the small carving skills!"

Abner's eyes were cold, and he waved his cane, displayed a magical power, and struck out.

But the white smoke, extremely strange, penetrated her magical attack and enveloped her.

Then.

I couldn't see anything clearly, everyone only heard a scream of "Ah--", and then there was a "plop".

In the end, there was no sound.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces blank.

The existence of the prophetic realm and the half-step too virtual also frowned one by one, with weird and doubtful faces, not knowing what happened in the battlefield.

In the field.

Only the first pharaoh Adidas's complexion changed drastically, and his face was full of unbelievable colors.

Liu Wuhai waved his hand, the white smoke dissipated, and the figure of the second pharaoh Abuna was revealed in the field.

It's just that at this moment, she is no longer majestic, she has fallen to the ground in a coma, thrown aside her crutches, her head is disheveled, her clothes are messy, as if she had just encountered a terrible thing.

In the distance, the people of the Shura tribe were all in an uproar when they saw this scene.

"Oh my God! The second pharaoh is defeated!"

"It's terrible, incredible, half-step Taixu adversity attack, and defeated the real Taixu state!"

"It deserves to be the fourth pharaoh who has completed the Nine Seals of Death! It's too strong!"

The ordinary people didn't know the situation, and thought it was Abuna talking with Liu Wuhai.

The existence of the prophetic state and the half-step Taixu, their faces are gloomy at this moment, they are staring at Liu Wuhai, their eyes are full of horror.

Especially the patriarchal image above his head, so that they can't see through, the more they look at it, the more they feel horrified.

Adidas helped Abner up, and let her wake up after a ray of vain air.

She knew her condition immediately, and couldn't help being so angry that she picked up her crutches to fight Liu Wuhai again.

She believes that she was just careless just now, and if there is another fight, she will be able to suppress this person.

However.

Adidas' eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted: "Enough, stop talking!"

Abner's heart trembled, seeing the anger in Adidas' eyes, he immediately died down and nodded.

Adidas' prestige and strength made her awe.

Liu Wuhai narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Adidas, the first pharaoh of the Shura clan. In this person, he felt a sense of extreme horror.

Adidas looked at Liu Wuhai, suddenly smiled, and said gently: "From today, you will be the fourth pharaoh of our Asura clan."

"Then, please give yourself the name of a pharaoh!"

Beside, Abuna heard Adidas' words, shocked and unwilling, but didn't dare to oppose Adidas, so he gave Liu Wuhai angrily.

Liu Wuhai frowned.

After the incident of Abuna, his favor with the Shura clan became negative, and he was very upset, and he opened his mouth to refuse.

This time.

In his mind, the majestic voice of the ancestor came: "Promise him, it will be good for you to be a pharaoh!"

Liu Wuhai trembled, his eyes lighted with excitement.

The ancestors have been paying attention to this place. Then, in the previous battle, he fought for the ancestors~ IndoMTL.com~ maintained the honor of the ancestors, and the ancestors must have seen it.

"It seems that my ancestors are very satisfied with my performance!"

"I guess, after this incident, the ancestors will definitely reward me, hahaha, so happy!"

Liu Wuhai was madly happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but split his mouth with a smile.

On the other side, Abuna saw Liu Wuhai's smiling face, and his eyes became more angry.

Adidas has deep eyes, but smiles mysteriously, and reminds again: "Friends, please give yourself the name of a pharaoh!"

Liu Wuhai glanced around and saw that all the Shura people were looking at him. Some were awe-inspiring, some were curious, and others were indifferent. Even, he was keenly aware of the hostility. Sight.

He thought in his heart, "It seems that this name must be generous, otherwise, the face of the ancestor will be lost."

So.

Liu Wuhai tried to shout in his mind: "Old ancestor, ancestor, what pharaoh's name should I take? I ask the ancestor to give it a name!"

As soon as the voice fell, his ancestor's voice rang in his mind...

"Just name it-Alibaba!"

"Dad Ali?" Liu Wuhai heard the words, his eyes brightened, and he responded in his mind: "Old ancestor, your old man's name is really domineering! You even let descendants of Wuhai be the father of the Shura clan!" /

"If your children and grandchildren become the father of the Shura clan, your old man will not be the ancestor of the Shura clan!"

"Tsk tusk tusk, old ancestor, I find you sometimes, thieves and thieves!"

"The children and grandchildren really want to chirp for you!"

Immediately.

Liu Wuhai scanned all the Shura people and waved with a smile.

Finally, the light fell on the smiling Adidas and the hateful Abuna, and smiled: "Everyone, my pharaoh's name is Papa Ali!"

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