Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 375
The gray-haired old man sat on the majestic palace. He was dressed in black gold, with a crown on his head, and his eyes were like electricity. He had a kind of majesty, which was completely different from the past.

He looked down at the crowd below, and at the next moment, two black lights shot out from his eyes, which were extremely deep, like black gold, becoming the only one in the world, gorgeous and eternal, and flew downward.

"what!"

"Ancestor!"

The two celestial beings exclaimed, they wanted to resist, and in an instant, streaks of streaks intertwined, forming a net of order, showing the tangible power of law!

However, everything was useless. The crystal chain of order pierced through the two big handprints of the void in an instant, and then bound the two of them, even though they struggled in every possible way, it was useless.

Everyone present was terrified, and the few half-step powers were even more distraught. They didn't expect that their ancestors were going to liquidate them.

At the same time, the Holy Master of the Ji Family, Ji Tianyao, and the Eighth Patriarch of the Ji Family also took action, restraining the five Xiantai monks and capturing them under the steps.

Looking at his seven juniors, the gray-haired old man had sharp eyes and said, "What's going on with Ji Yanyun and Ji Li, tell me everything you know."

"Old Ancestor, what's going on here, I'm innocent!" A powerful man shouted unwillingly.

He is the third child of the Ji family, and his cultivation level is also the highest among the seven. He is only one step away from stepping into the Holy Master Realm. He is the number four member of the Ji family and has great power to speak.

Seeing that the leader is like this, the rest of the people also complained.

"Such an insult to the mighty, there should be provisions in the family code!"

"Old Ancestor, what happened? If the outsiders find out, the family will be ashamed."

Hearing these words, the eighth patriarch of the Ji family looked calm and said calmly, "What's the use of struggling to die now."

Ji Tianyun also showed a cold look, he bowed his hands to the old man, intending to use thunder.

"It's about ancestral artifacts, let's deal with it strictly!" The gray-haired old man said coldly with his heart as hard as a stone.

Having received the order from the ancestor, the Holy Master of the Ji Family walked forward step by step and came to the other party.

"Tianyun, do you really want to be so unfeeling?" The youngest of the Ji family was heartbroken, with tears in his eyes, which made people feel sad.

Ji Tianyun couldn't bear it, this clan brother had saved his life once.

But the next moment, he still made a move, using the soul search technique.

"I'm sorry, for the sake of the family, I have no choice." The holy master of the Ji family was sad in his heart, but his eyes became brighter, and he used all the power of his primordial spirit.

The crystal-clear power of divine sense emerges from the body, and the power of dao patterns surrounds it, like the purest jade in the world, perfect and flawless.

The youngest of the Ji family wanted to resist, but with the Dao Zhan God chain on his body, even if his eyes were about to burst, he could only watch helplessly as the dark light of divine sense pierced his forehead bone and penetrated into his immortal platform.
On the other side, Ji Tianyao and the eighth patriarch of the Ji family also stepped forward, ready to use the soul technique, which made the other six people feel as if they had seen their own destiny.

"Old Ancestor, Yan Yun and Yan Ming are here for Ye Fan!" Another Immortal Er Da Neng finally couldn't bear the pressure and told the truth.

It was because of their help that Ji Yanyun was able to use the Void Mirror.

The rest of the Sendai cultivators also opened their mouths one after another, telling the ins and outs.
Suddenly, two figures appeared above the main hall. A man stood behind the gray-haired old man. He was plain and simple, without any special features. Even his appearance was very ordinary.

Beside him, there is also a white-haired old man with a rotten breath, and his attitude is extremely respectful.

Although the two stood in the hall, they were separated from the outside world. They could see everything in the hall, but outsiders could not feel their presence.

After the Holy Master of the Ji family verified his confession with his soul search, he and the old king of the Ji family came to the black-haired man.

The gray-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Xiao Zu, the biggest possibility is the Chaos Palace and the Qinglian Dynasty. Ye Fan and these two extreme forces are old."

"I have used the blood of my ancestors, but I still can't call back the void mirror. It seems that I was indeed suppressed by other extreme emperor soldiers." Ji Zi nodded slightly, he was very calm and seemed calm.

"I'll go to the Central Territory right away!" The Holy Master Ji Family said respectfully.

Ji Zi shook his head, and said softly, "There is no room for loss of the ancestral artifact, I'd better go there myself."

Then, he seemed to think of something, and added: "Let Yan Zhi go with me, and also, bring Haoyue and Ziyue."

After he spoke, the gray-haired old man and Ji Tianyun bowed their heads.

"I'll make arrangements right away!" The Holy Master of the Ji Family turned and walked out.

After Ji Tianyun left, the gray-haired old man knelt down and said, "I committed a serious crime, please punish me, Xiao Zu!"

Seeing the gray-haired old man's guilty and lethargic expression, Ji Zi sighed with a trace of sadness on his face.

In any case, the helm of the Ji family of this generation has made a big mistake, and no one is qualified to forgive him until the void mirror is recovered.

Ji Zi was silent, and said after a long time: "I hope I can find the ancestor artifact this time!"

Then, black light flickered all over his body and disappeared in place.

The face of the great sage of the Ji family was even more serious. With a wave of his sleeve, he opened a void passage out of thin air, and then left here, leaving only the old king of the Ji family.

The murals on the ancient hall are very clear, telling the story of Emperor Void's bloody battle against Emperor's Road and the pacification of turmoil. In the center is a portrait of Emperor Void, which is lifelike.

The man on the picture scroll is very similar to Ji Zi, he looks very ordinary, there is nothing extraordinary about him, he cannot be called Yingwei, but he has an aura that makes people feel at ease.

Plain and simple, plain and simple.

The gray-haired old man kowtowed to the portrait of the ancestor, and then remained silent, like a statue, with the dead air between his brows becoming more and more intense.
Another faction in the Southern Region, Shake Light Holy Land.

In the majestic and majestic palace, Lord Yaoguang confronted Li Ming, and thunder and lightning flashed all around, emitting wisps of the power of the Holy Lord, as if to tear the sky apart.

"Where is the black gold cauldron with dragon pattern!" Li Daoqing looked solemnly, staring at Li Ming with an unwavering expression.

Some time ago, an old ancestor in Yaoguang took out the emperor tripod, and then disappeared with the tripod and people, no matter how he called, it was useless.

"The disappearance of the emperor's soldiers is a major event that shakes the Holy Land. I am also looking for it during this time!" Li Ming looked calm, and the black robe embroidered with blood dragons shone with divine brilliance, which was extremely sacred.

In the vagueness, strands of Dao Slashing aura came out, the Great Elder of the Shaking Light Holy Land has now stepped into the half-step Immortal Three, and his aura is even more captivating.

Holy Master Yaoguang narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart. He stared at the existence in front of him who had worked with him for thousands of years, as if he wanted to see something.

However, the other party's aura is as deep as the sea, and his eyes are calm, like the vast starry sky, it is impossible to see clearly what is in his heart.

For a moment, the huge palace fell into dead silence, only the terrifying thunder and lightning were intertwined and intertwined, blooming with immortal light.

After dozens of breaths, Li Daoqing took a deep breath and wanted to walk away. Before leaving, he walked up to Li Ming and said in a cold voice: "In this case, the only way is to awaken the foundation."

Hearing the other party's threatening words, the man in black showed an elusive smile. He looked down at the Lord of Light and said playfully, "The foundation? I have brought the foundation."

"What did you say?"

Li Daoqing frowned, his heart trembled, feeling that the other party was very strange.

In the main hall, countless lightning bolts bloomed, exuding brilliant brilliance, and an illusory snake flew out from the crack in the void.

The silver light flickered, and a huge snake tail pierced through the air, with an unstoppable momentum, it bound the Lord of Light in an instant.

"Li Ming, what do you want to do?" Li Daoqing struggled and asked.

The black-robed man gave him an indifferent look, then saluted to the rear with a respectful expression.

The sound of rushing river water flowed, and a looming long river of time was shrouded in chaotic mist, making the sound of turbulent waves hitting the shore and tsunamis.

The aura of vicissitudes of Taoism is overwhelming, Su Yu's black hair is scattered, and lotuses grow every step of the way, as if stepping on thousands of paths, stepping out of the plain white thunder.

His eyes are deep, as if he is overlooking the chess game in the world, and he has a unique temperament.

"Ask Cangmang Beidou, who is in control of ups and downs!" Su Yu sighed leisurely, as if feeling sorry for the holy land of hundreds of thousands of years.

Time has passed, he, a wanderer who "leaves home", has finally returned to his "hometown", and he is returning home in good clothes, which can be regarded as fulfilling a wish of the original owner.

In an instant, thousands of Taos roared, three thousand chaotic qi came out one after another, the sound of "clang" could not be heard, and a series of crystal and bright purple gold chains came out of the body, filling the palace with the breath of the boundless years. .

After a while, the Holy Lord of Shaking Light, Li Daoqing turned his arms and armor, surrendered with courtesy, knelt down in front of Su Yu, and called him His Highness.

The black-haired young man stood alone on the steps. On top of his head, the dragon-patterned black gold tripod floated up and down, and countless brilliance hung down, magnificent and heavy.

Occasionally, the black dragon on the emperor's tripod roared, shooting out a ray of immortal power, and the extreme power was shattered. Even the snake that slashed the second heaven was terrified, and became more and more awed. In this world, the power of the ancient emperor is infinite. People can be enemies!

(End of this chapter)