It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor Chapter 191: The son let me sever my arm [Thanks Zicheng…

"Elder Wen? Why are you here?"

Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi with a look of confusion.

"I followed the Soul Eater!" Wen Renshi said.

"Is it below?"

"Yes!"

"That's OK, let's make a formation and catch it!" Chen Daoming said.

"No, it's still running!"

After Wen Renshi finished speaking, he ran forward.

"Elder Wen, there is no road over there!"

"Go, follow up and see!"

Everyone followed Wen Renshi and ran quickly.

When we came to a rock face, everyone stopped.

"The Soul Eater got through?" Chen Daoming asked.

"Shh!"

Wen Renshi made a silent gesture, lowered his head, and listened with upright ears.

After a while, he lowered his voice, looked at the crowd, and said in a low voice, "There seems to be something below here to attract it, and it wants to hunt!"

"Hunting? Elder Wen, what can attract soul eater?"

"What else can there be besides the soul!"

"What?"

Everyone was startled, with a trace of fear on their faces.

"What the **** is down here?" Chen Daoming asked.

"It's probably some kind of remnant soul!" Wen Renshi said.

This was just finished.

"Om..."

The ground trembled, shaking violently.

"Crack..."

The front rock wall has cracked cracks.

Next.

"Boom..."

The rock wall burst directly, like a bomb, hitting everyone.

"Boom..."

The crowd flew out like kites with broken wires, and fell heavily to the ground.

Many low-strength people have scars on their bodies and vomit blood endlessly.

Struggling to get up, look up at the scene in front of him, unable to help his pupils shrink.

I saw that in front of them was a huge cave.

In the middle of the cave, a statue stands horizontally in front of everyone.

The statue is so big that it is a thousand meters high.

Below the statue, a group of immortal cultivators fell to the ground, screaming again and again.

At the foot of the statue, there is a hill-like five-spirit fairy gold that strongly stimulates everyone's eyeballs.

"Five Spirits Immortal Gold?"

Xiang Shichen couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Don't move, it's weird inside!"

With a loud shout, Xiang Shichen was awakened.

Chen Daoming stood up, and after looking at Wen Renshi and Mu Bing, he took the two and walked into the cave.

His eyes swept around, not daring to be careless.

"Oh, it hurts me!"

"Whoever killed a thousand swords is not strong at all!"

Su Yiling struggled, yelling pain from time to time.

With a glance, I saw Chen Daoming and others.

"Leader Chen!?"

She quickly turned towards Chen Daoming.

"Elder Su, why are you here?"

Chen Daoming and others were also taken aback.

"This!"

Su Yiling took out a statue with a broken arm and handed it to Chen Daoming, "The son sent me to bring this here!"

"This?"

Chen Daoming took the broken arm and looked left and right, looking confused.

"Where is the Lord Luo?" Chen Daoming asked.

"Master has gone to find Elder Jiuyou, and I won't be able to return for a while!" Su Yiling said.

"Then who are you?" Chen Daoming asked.

"This is where I went to the son..."

Su Yiling recounted the situation of his chosen arm.

Chen Daoming held this arm and frowned secretly.

Why did the son send such an arm over?

Does it make me cut my arm?

Can you better practice the sword?

It shouldn't be. Having arms is more flexible.

Jianxian's broken arm will not affect his coordination.

So, is it to make Old Wen cut his arm?

Thinking about this, Chen Daoming looked at Wen Renshi and fixed his eyes directly on his arm.

"Leader Chen, why are you looking at me like this?"

Wen Renshi's face was distraught.

"The son let you break your arm, you can figure it out!"

The words came out.

"Boom!"

It was like thunder on the top of Wenren's stone.

He stood there stupidly and couldn't believe it.

"Leader Chen, what are you talking about?" Wen Renshi asked.

"What do you mean by sending a broken arm here? Doesn't it mean that we must break our arm?" Chen Daoming said.

A group of people nodded.

"But, why is it an old man? Not your leader Chen?" Wen Renshi asked.

"It's very simple. I need to hold a knife with both hands to have a strong explosive power! If I break my arm, there will be no progress in this life. The son naturally knows this!"

"And you, the kendo you learned, a sword in one hand is completely enough. As for Elder Mu and Elder Su, are you willing to let them sever their arms?"

"Do you want to see their arms broken?"

Chen Daoming said something, and he was speechless.

Wen Renshi took out the fairy sword, and his hands trembled.

"Since it was the son's request, don't say that the old man breaks his arm, even if he breaks his head, he will never frown!"

After speaking, Wen Renshi picked up the long sword and looked at Chen Daoming, "Broken that arm?"

Chen Daoming picked up the broken arm and looked at it, frowning slightly, "This looks like the left arm, it should be your left arm!"

"Good!"

Raise the sword in his hand and fall.

"Wow..."

Blood splashed, and his arm fell to the ground.

"Ah..."

Su Yiling let out a scream and turned her head away.

Mu Bing also frowned slightly, not daring to look.

Wenren called Xianli to stop the injury.

He didn't say a word during the whole process.

"The arm is broken, what should I do now?" Wen Renshi said.

"Look!"

Chen Daoming pointed at Wen Renshi's broken arm and exclaimed.

Everyone squinted, their pupils constricted.

I saw that Wenrenshi’s broken arm turned into wisps of blood, forming a blood line, flying into the statue’s mouth, and disappearing.

"It is devouring blood, this...this is not a statue, I'm afraid it's a certain demon ancestor!" Chen Daoming said.

"What?"

The scalp of several people exploded, and their faces changed slightly.

Wen Renshi was full of excitement and nodded secretly.

"My son, you are really a clever calculation, let the old man break his arm, just to draw out the demons!"

"I am coming!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Renshi rose into the sky, took the fairy sword in his right hand, poured his body strength into it, aimed at the statue's head, and slashed it over.

"Om..."

The air roars and the air waves vibrate.

An arc of sword aura, with the aura of tearing everything away, hurried away.

As soon as I saw it, I would cut off the head of the statue.

At this time.

"Om..."

The air in front of Jian Qi suddenly rippled in layers.

An old man dressed in a blood robe and holding a long staff came out of the ripples.

Extend the staff and point it forward.

"Om..."

The air vibrated, and a white light blasted directly on the sword aura.

"Boom..."

A loud noise.

The blood-robed old man and Wen Ren stepped back on their stone bodies. After standing, their faces were full of jealousy.

"That is the Pharaoh of the Demon Race!"

At this moment, an exclamation sounded.

When I saw the immortal cultivator below, his face changed drastically.

Hugged into a ball and backed away.

Cracked in the corner, shivering.

"This little guy is a bit strong!"

"Fifth, come and help the old man!"

The blood-robed old man shouted.

"Yes, third brother!"

An old woman in a blood robe appeared behind Wen Renshi.

The two tandem ~IndoMTL.com~ surrounded Wenrenshi.

Everyone hasn't awakened from their consternation.

At this time.

"Huh! Huh! La!"

Three consecutive beeps.

Three figures surrounded the statue in three directions, coldly scanning the people below.

Especially the skinny old man, whose eyes cannot move, stared directly at Su Yiling.

"You two, kill them and resurrect the ancestors!"

"The old man will meet that little baby!"

"Yes, Great Pharaoh!"

The two of them finished speaking and waved the stick in their hands.

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