Ancestor, Watch Over Me Chapter 914: Everyone is a relative, eternal exile

The sudden resurrection in the willow made Chonglou ancestors surprised and excited.

Because that is the breath of the ancestor Liu Changsheng.

However, a group of people behind them drank the source of life of Shenliu, and gave themselves a big gulp, and the ancestor of Chonglou fainted angrily.

A group of people rushed to wake up the ancestors of the heavy building.

The ancestor of Chonglou rudely scolded: "You unfilial sons, wait to be skinned by the ancestors!"

Speaking, knelt towards Shenliu and kowtow.

Wu Tian Clone and others also hurriedly kowtowed their heads, shocked to the extreme. Is Liu Changsheng among this sacred willow? !

Just then.

"Boom"

A loud noise.

From the roots of the willow tree, a large mushroom cloud rose up, the void exploded, and the law and order were annihilated.

Next.

A purple-golden divine light soared into the sky, and turned into a big bison with a height of three thousand feet in the void, full of purple-gold scales, burning with purple-golden flames.

Incomparable mighty and domineering, evil spirit is blowing in the void.

Yang Shouan is out of trouble.

When the Chonglou ancestor hit the Shenliu with the ancient temple of the universe, he manipulated the willow leaf artifact and bombarded the restraining power that trapped him, and finally escaped.

"Moo--"

He screamed in excitement, the breath of the star-level heavenly gate was released, and the wind swept through.

In the period when he changed into a cow, he was used to cow barking. He felt that this voice was more domineering and fierce, which could greatly release the supreme majesty of his prehistoric cow demon.

The pupils of the ancestor of Chonglou shrank sharply.

"This cow turned out to be a star-level monster!"

In the distance.

The expressions of the people of the Qinglin tribe changed drastically.

"Not good! That cow, came out!"

"Quick! The power of the willow of communication, suppressed him!"

Qingsu and several older generations of clansmen hurriedly communicated with Shenliu.

Among the willows, the breath of the mysterious creature conceived suddenly increased.

In the ancient palace of the universe.

The ancestor of Chonglou was trembling with excitement, and he was already shouting: "Welcome the ancestor to leave the pass."

Void.

Yang Shouan's four hoofs vacated, and the soles of his feet flowed with purple-gold divine light, and the eyes of the blood moon stared at the willow. He noticed that the aura of the mysterious creature bred in the willow increased sharply.

"Shoo!"

The willow leaf artifact turned into a ten thousand-foot magic sword. It was pitch black like ink, piercing the sky, and fell in a battle, with a shocking black sword light, and fell to the willow.

The knife fell, and the void was silently transformed into a black hole. In the black hole, the blade light merged with the black hole, and endless evil and strange auras revolved in the black hole.

Endless horror.

The Chonglou ancestor and the others were all horrified, trembling, angry and anxious, and shouted: "Dead cow, don’t hurt our ancestor!"

He was about to light the magic lamp to activate the faceless **** general's peerless killing power.

But just then.

On the willow, a white light flashed.

A hazy figure appeared, beautiful and extraordinary, making the sun and the moon pale.

This figure can't see his face, even if it's a man or a woman.

The whole body is shrouded in white light, like a cloud of fairy mist, ethereal and sacred.

The ancestor of Chonglou saw this figure and cried excitedly. He crawled no matter how low he was, and wailed: "Old ancestor, it's really you! The children and grandchildren finally found you..."

The Wutian clone was stunned.

"Liu Changsheng is hiding here. This deity's father's worry is not unreasonable!"

"I have to find a way to quickly notify the deity and let him destroy this willow."

The mind turns in the mind and body without talent.

Go to the willow.

The figure was suspended on the tree of the willow, seeming to merge with the willow, the black hole of the void and the evil willow weapon bombarded it down, and the figure raised his palm and shot out with a light palm.

"Boom"

The sky and the earth exploded, the void returned to its original state, and the black hole was destroyed.

The power of a palm is terrifying.

Nothing can be seen, rules and order are annihilated, perception is chaotic.

When the world was calm and the void returned to peace, everyone looked up and found that on the willow, the figure was still floating, but the figure was more hazy, as if it was going to disperse at any time.

And in the void, the cow is no longer visible.

Everyone cheered.

Especially the people of the Qinglin tribe, the cheers shook the sky.

They looked at the dim figure on the willow, excited and crying and howling, lying on the ground, kowtow hard, shouting: "Old ancestors!"

This scene was seen by the Chonglou ancestor and others, and couldn't help but stare.

"What do these people mean?! Robbing our ancestors?" Liu Changshou asked strangely.

Wutian avatar shook his head and hesitated: "They seem to be more excited than us. Could it be that they are descendants of our ancestors in this world?"

This remark reminds everyone that everyone can't help but move their hearts.

The ancestor of the Chonglou ignored them. He stood at the door of the Ancient Hall of Universe, bowed to the figure on the willow, respectfully shouting: "Old ancestors, ancestors, descendants of Chonglou, you loved to touch your head most. Xiaolou, come to see you!"

"My ancestors, my children and grandchildren have slept for nearly a million years, and live to this day, just to see you again one day."

"Today, I finally saw the old ancestors, and I pray that the ancestors will return to the family and lead us to rebuild the reputation of the family!"

"Ancestor! Ancestor! Ancestor..."

The ancestor of Chonglou called out the figure on the Shenliu, one after another.

In the distance, members of the Qinglin tribe also hissed.

However.

The figure on the willow is hazy, like a cloud of fairy mist, as if there is no mind and soul.

I turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the crowd, just staring blankly at the endless sky, not knowing what I was looking at.

After a long time, the figure suddenly sighed slightly.

In an instant.

The sky is quiet, the wind is light and the clouds are light, this sigh says that the law follows the law, and the law is natural, so that everything can return to peace.

Next, a misty voice sounded, not distinguishing men and women...

"The return of the nine monuments, heaven..."

The Chonglou ancestor and others, as well as the people of the Qinglin tribe, are listening carefully with their ears erected.

But at this moment, the words are not finished yet.

"Boom!"

A black willow leaf evil weapon was suddenly cut out from the void.

It was too sudden.

With endless black light, the void suddenly turned into a dark night like splashing ink.

Evil and strange auras fill the world.

"Boom"

The light of the sword fell on the figure on the willow, a solid blow.

The Chonglou ancestor and others, their eyes are splitting, and they roar in horror: "Dead cow!!"

He directly lit the magic lamp and sacrificed to the ancient temple of the universe. The Faceless God raised his hand and slapped the statue with a palm.

The terrifying divine light broke through the void, hitting Yang Shou'an to roll in the void, his body flickering.

Obviously, the ancestor's body protection magic has saved his life again.

At the same time.

Go to the willow.

The figure furiously fought back, and pointed it out, twitching millions of miles of void air flow, swaying the long river of time and space, and hitting the great imaginary light, which was extremely terrifying.

This blow was countless times stronger than the attack from the Ancient Hall of Universe, unimaginable.

"Ah--"

Yang Shouan screamed in horror, and the Willow Leaf Magic Sword was beaten back into the air, and he was knocked into the long river of time and space, and disappeared.

This is eternal exile!

Seeing this trick, the ancestor of Chonglou exclaimed excitedly: "This is the exile magic of the ancestor!"

"This trick can make the enemy return to the womb, die in the abdomen, abortion and die!"

"As long as I live, I can still see my ancestors perform this trick, and I will be stunned by death. That dead cow must be completely dead this time!"

Wu Tian is envious, killing the enemy in the mother's womb, such a magical skill, he really wants it.

However.

On the willow tree.

The figure made this blow, the loss was huge, and the figure became more hazy and fuzzy, and then for a burst of illusion, it was completely hidden in the willow.

"Ancestors! Ancestors!..."

The Chonglou ancestor shouted anxiously.

However, after the figure concealed into the willow, the breath closed, as if falling into a deep sleep, and could no longer perceive the slightest.

The willow shook, and yellow leaves fell in the sky.

The ancestors of the Chonglou screamed mournfully.

He doesn't know why the old ancestor will possess this willow, but the old ancestor's condition seems extremely bad and unconscious.

At this moment, he was sneak attacked by the **** big wild bull monster, depleting the source, and now he fell asleep again.

On the ground.

The people of the Qinglin tribe are also crying in grief and crying even more sadly.

.......

After a long time.

In a stone house in the Qinglin tribe, Qingsu and several older generations entertained the Chonglou ancestors and introduced their identities to each other.

This time, neither party has concealed anything, they are very serious.

And it was confirmed.

"Your ancestor was also Liu Changsheng?" Chonglou ancestor asked.

"Yes, the ancestor Liu Changsheng is our ancestor!" Qing Su replied with a proud look.

The ancestor of Chonglou flashed in his eyes and asked: "But your bloodline is not the same as ours."

Qing Su said: "The ancestor Liu Changsheng conquered the world of prisons. There were ten great generals under his command. They are the sons of the ancestor Liu Changsheng. The ancestor of the Qinglin tribe, Qinglin, is one of them."

"Our Qinglin tribe is the descendant of the Qinglin **** general, and naturally also the descendants of the ancestor Liu Changsheng."

It turned out to be a descendant of goddess.

The ancestor of Chonglou came to a sudden, and then asked a few more questions about Liu Changsheng. Qingsu and other members of the Qinglin tribe were able to answer them.

The Chonglou ancestor confirmed that they are indeed the descendants of the ancestor Liu Changsheng.

And the Qinglin general, the ancestor of the heavy building also knows that this person is the same master as the faceless general.

"In that case, are we relatives?!"

"Yes! Relatives."

A group of people were in an uproar, some inexplicably excited, and a little weird.

Wutian clone and others were also speechless for a while, he did not expect that the ancient Liu family had relatives in this world.

The other members of the Qinglin tribe also looked at the Chonglou ancestor and a group of Liu family members with some surprises. They were very curious about this group of relatives from the longevity realm and looked up and down.

Qingsu ordered the tribe to prepare a rich feast to entertain the Chonglou ancestors and others.

After a few cups of milk wine that is unique to the Great Wilderness, everyone is getting closer, talking and laughing with each other.

The ancestor of Chonglou communicated with several older generations of the Qinglin tribe.

While not being a clone, they drink with Qingsu.

"Little cousin Wutian, your cultivation level is a bit low, and you have only half a step to live forever. Walking in the wilderness, but it is very dangerous." Qing Su hooked the shoulders of Wutian clone, showing concern. Looks like.

No talent, physically and mentally uncomfortable, for the first time being called a little cousin.

He wants to be a big cousin!

Hearing what Qingsu said, he put on a sad expression and sighed: "I was an epic ancestor, sleeping in the ancestral land, but this group of unscrupulous descendants dug out." /

"Hey! It's too early to dig, and I haven't broken through my cultivation base!"

Not far from the side.

Liu Changshou, Liu Changgui, several elders and Qijie, all bowed their heads in shame.

Because they dug out Wutian ancestors.

Qingsu pondered for a moment, and said: "I think your cultivation is in the half-step longevity heaven, but the foundation is extremely solid. If there is a corresponding magical medicine to help, you will definitely be promoted to the longevity heaven, maybe you can directly open the physical body. Tianmen."

Wutian avatar hurriedly added a glass of wine to Qingsu, and said excitedly: "Big cousin has eyes like a torch, you are so right!"

"We people have outstanding talents. As long as we have magical medicine to help us, we can fly into the sky!"

"I beg my cousin to give me medicine. We will become more and more prosperous in the future, and we will never forget the great kindness of my cousin."

This is Wutian clone, he has a cheeky face from the deity.

Liu Changshou and others are embarrassed. They think Wutian Patriarch is too direct, and they don't know how to be subtle.

But Wutian turned around, kicked them, and gave them crazy winks.

Liu Changshou and others also gave their hands and said in unison: "I beg your cousin for medicine!"

Qingsu couldn't help but froze.

Looking at Wutian and the restless expressions, he couldn't wait to slap himself.

It’s so terrible!

What can I do? !

Qingsu jumped with a rabbit, got up hurriedly, and dragged a tribal elder far away.

"Clan elder, I seem to have failed to control my mouth and caused trouble for the tribe..."

As soon as what happened just now, I told this clan elder.

The clan elder heard this, his angry eyes burst into flames.

"Qingsu, Qingsu, are you honest or stupid!"

"Our Qinglin tribe is so poor, we don't have enough magic medicine by ourselves, and there is no spare time for this group of relatives."

"Furthermore, this relative is not too close. Two worlds are separated, millions of years old and never interacting with each other. Today, it was a blind cat that ran into a dead mouse and ran into it."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The clan elder sighed three times, staring at Su who hated iron and steel.

Qingsu bowed his head aggrievedly and did not dare to look directly at the elder.

The ancestor at the entrance of the village testified, he really just said casually!

But that **** Wutian little cousin, who hits a snake with a stick, is too shameless and shameless.

"Remember, they are relatives, but they are not close to us!" the clan elder sternly warned.

"Also, that Wutian is not a good thing at first glance. Your eyes are constantly turning around. Don't move forward. Don't be sold by someone one day. You can help count the money."

Qingsu nodded hurriedly, and then asked: "Then this magical medicine..."

The old man sighed: "Didn't you go out and pick a lot of magical medicine today?"

"Choose some of the inferior ones, which are about to expire, and refine them with the coolest secret method. During the refinement, try to make more visions as much as possible. You can say that it is a great medicine and divine liquid, and just give them a drink."

"As for whether the cultivation base can break through, it is a question of their qualifications."

Qingsu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he praised: "Jiang is still hot, the old man, you are this!"

He gave a thumbs up to the clan elder, heading towards the sky.

The clan elder was taken aback. What kind of action was this? Why hadn't he seen Qingsu use it before.

Qingsu whispered: "Teached by my little cousin Wutian, hehehe..."

"Get out!"

The old man raised his cane.

Soon.

On the square of the Qinglin tribe, a pot of divine medicine was refined.

Qingsu and others used the coolest handprints to control the cauldron for refinement.

This is a very, very old method of drug introduction. The ancestors of Chonglou and others have never seen it before and are fascinated by it.

Wutian clone curiously asked: "Didn't the ancestors pass down this method of refining medicine to us?"

The ancestor of Chonglou nodded and said: "No, I guess, it may be the method of refining medicine that the ancestor came to this world before he comprehended."

While speaking, he suddenly remembered some of the magical medicine he had collected, the medicinal materials he collected along the way, and some monsters he had hunted, and he waved and threw it out immediately.

In an instant, the magical medicine on the ground was tangy, and several strains were close to the town clan-level magical medicine.

"Add these too. If you want to refine it, you need to refine the good medicine and the big medicine." The Chonglou ancestor said, domineering as the sky.

"When the training is finished, let's drink together!"

Qingsu and others glanced at the magic medicine on the ground, and couldn't help being surprised secretly.

When I heard the words of Chonglou ancestor again, I felt ashamed.

Liu Changshou, Liu Changgui and other elders, as well as Qijie, also took out their own magical medicine.

The Wutian clone took out the magical medicine brought back from the restricted area of ​​life.

This is the part that he intercepted when he offered medicine to his ancestors.

As for the town clan-level magical medicine that the ancestors rewarded him, he didn't take it out.

"That was rewarded by the deity's father, and I can only enjoy it alone! Humph!"

Think of it secretly in the mind and body without talent.

Although there are many magic medicines on the ground, they are not as effective as half of the town clan-level magic medicines.

The stone pot used for refining medicine is a spare pot. The previous pot was broken when Yang Shou’an was refining it~IndoMTL.com~ But the Qinglin tribe mastered the mysterious method of refining medicine and quickly refined it. There was a pot of magical liquid, which was not that amazing, but it was also extraordinary.

"Come on, one bowl per person, just perfect!"

Qingsu dispenses liquid medicine.

The Wutian clone also got a bowl.

The fragrance of the medicine is permeated, in a bowl, the goddess is misty, and there is a vague voice of the law and Tao.

"There is a secret room over there, everyone can go to drink medicine and retreat by themselves!" The clan elder of the Qinglin tribe said with a smile, his face full of enthusiasm and joy.

Because of refining the magic medicine this time, they took a big advantage.

The magical medicines were basically made by Chonglou ancestors and other relatives, and they only used some low-quality medicinal materials that were about to expire.

Wutian clone holding the bowl, hurried into a secret room.

He didn't use the restraint in the secret room, he set up a large restraint array himself to shield all breath.

Then, he drank the liquid medicine in the bowl in one gulp, then took out the town clan-level magical medicine bestowed by the ancestor, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"No sky, no sky, whether you can take off or not depends on this time!"

He secretly cheered himself up in his heart and began to practice exercises...

.......

In the long river of time and space, a big bison is ups and downs, swept by a terrifying divine power, and goes to an endless distance.

There.

It is the upper reaches of the long river of time and space, and it is also the way to come.

Everyone has a past, and you can go back to your past by going upstream along the long river of time and space.

But if you go back in time, you will lose everything.

"Moo--"

Yang Shouan roared, struggling, his huge figure shook the river of time and space.

However, his body is surrounded by a white divine power, which is the magic of exile.

To exile him back to his mother's womb...