Ancestor, Watch Over Me

Wuya Patriarch is the neighbor of Wutian Patriarch.

The ancestors of the two are next to each other.

In the cave, Liu Fan's death black smoke clone heard the words of the Wuya Ancestor, and couldn't help thinking about it, and the memory of Wutian Ancestor instantly came to mind.

"Motian Supreme, one of the three supreme rulers of the black smoke of death, cultivated to the Taixu realm, using the black smoke of death to practice magic power to prove it, terrifying and brutal."

"The black smoky continent below was brought back from the outside world by him."

"The Motian Supreme retreat has not been born for a million years. According to the memory of Wutian ancestors, it is said that the Motian Supreme had a battle with Lei Batian among the three ancient sages of the Taixu realm. Heal."

Liu Fan's black smoke clone of death groaned, and the blood moon flashed in his scarlet eyes.

He thinks this possibility is great.

Because Lei Batian mentioned it once, saying that he was injured by a master of the Taixu realm who practiced magic arts in Death Black Smoke.

"Lei Batian was severely injured to the reincarnation, and his cultivation has not recovered so far. The injury of the Demon Heaven Supreme is not much better... if I can swallow him..."

In the eyes of the black smoke avatar of death, there was a flash of light, with bloodthirsty and brutal madness.

But in an instant, he was taken aback.

"Strange... Ever since I practiced the "Black Hole" magic, how come I have become more and more brutal, more ambitious, and can't control myself."

"Just now I was thinking about photographing and suppressing the deity, and now I am thinking about Nongmo Tianzhizun, what happened to me?!"

The black smoke avatar of death was lost in thought.

At this moment.

Outside, the voice of Ancestor Wuya roared again...

"No sky, no sky, no sky, no sky..."

He yelled for more than a hundred voiceless words in one breath, without panting, the bosses of the prophetic realm yelled, it was so terrifying.

Liu Fan's thoughts of the black smoke clone of death were disrupted, and the blood moon rose in his eyes, roared out of the cave, and slapped it down.

call!

A black hole appeared in the palm of his palm, and the force of devouring and tearing intertwined, shattering the sky.

The ancestor Wuya didn't take the attack of the ancestor Wutian seriously, but when the attack fell, he suddenly changed his face, hurriedly counterattacked, and fled away.

boom!

The black hole disappeared in the endless sky, leaving behind a horrible aura. The ancestor Wuya flew back from a distance in embarrassment, and yelled: "Wutian, are you crazy? Shoot me, we are both. Grew up in a pair of crotch pants!"

Liu Fan's death black smoke clone coldly snorted: "Next time remember to call me Wutian ancestor! Or Wutian grandpa!"

"Ahhh! Don't be ashamed of speaking, wait until you are stronger than me!" Wu Ya Ancestor replied, his expression disdainful.

"Then try it!"

In an instant, Liu Fan's black smoke clone of death rushed up and suppressed the Wuya Ancestor.

"If you don't hit the house for three days, and if you don't fight for five hundred years, you dare to stretch out your claws to the old man, so courageous!" Wu Ya ancestor grinned and greeted him.

The two rose into the sky and went into the depths of the sky to fight each other.

Liu Fan's death black smoke avatar turned into a huge black hole, no one can be seen anymore, only a terrifying black hole spinning.

The black hole revolved and produced terrifying palm prints, and every palm print fell, with endless swallowing power, making Tianyu roar.

"Wow--!"

In less than ten strokes, the ancestor Wuya spit out a mouthful of blood and fell down, the blood turned into black smoke, and it was about to dissipate, but was sucked into his mouth by the black smoke clone of Death, chewing and swallowing with a face full of enjoyment.

But eating, Liu Fan's death black smoke clone was taken aback.

"What am I doing? Why am I so perverted?! I am a respected ancestor king!"

"No! I am the ancestor of Wutian!"

"From now on, I will be called Liu Heifan. As for the deity, let him be Liu Fan. My name is Liu Heifan. People are even more black-hearted and black-hearted."

After an ideological struggle with Liu Fan’s death black smoke clone, he named himself Liu Heifan!

Deliberately advertised by the deity!

At this moment.

Ancestor Wuya couldn't help screaming when he saw Liu Heifan swallow all the blood he vomited.

"You--! Wutian, 300,000 years ago, we grew up wearing open pants!"

Ancestor Wuya roared, his body floating.

Obviously, in the battle just now, he almost exhausted all his strength, but he was still not pleased.

Seeing the ancestor Wutian who was on the opposite side, his aura was condensed, without the slightest change, the ancestor Wuya was surprised and said: "Wutian, your strength has improved!"

Liu Heifan smiled and said: "After the last serious injury, I broke and stood up, reshaped my origin, created a magical skill, and my natural strength leap!"

The ancestor Wuya gave a thumbs up and praised: "As expected, it is Wutian who grew up wearing open pants with me thirty years ago..."

"Enough! You will not be allowed to mention the three words of crotch pants in the future!" Liu Heifan interrupted angrily.

If this was heard by the deity, he would not laugh and die in the Palace of Heavenly Emperor.

Wutian is also enough, how can you wear open pants?

However, according to Wutian Patriarch's memory, this Wuya Patriarch is indeed his childhood, and among the five Patriarchs, he has the best relationship with Wutian Patriarch.

Except for a few serious injuries, the two planned to swallow each other's accidents, and their relationship has always been good.

"Come on, they are all waiting for us." Wu Ya Ancestor urged.

He glanced at the deep and deep breath of Wutian ancestor, and his heart was full of amazement. Wutian has been raising so much fat for five hundred years. If he swallows it, he can definitely become the first person of the fifth ancestor.

Liu Heifan was also looking at Ancestor Wuya, with the blood moon rising and falling. If he swallowed Ancestor Wuya, could he cultivate a second black hole? ! Wrestling with the deity? !

Suddenly, the two looked at each other's eyes. At a certain moment, the eyes were intertwined, and then they both saw a strange light in each other's eyes.

"Wuya, your eyes are redder! What are you thinking?"

"Wu Tian, ​​the blood moon in your eyes has also darkened. What are you thinking?!"

Both of them asked a similar question, then both grinned and turned and flew towards the depths of the sky.

On the sky.

Hang seven planets.

Each planet has a prophetic ancestor, and the last two planets are the two prophetic ancestors of the rebellious human race.

In the memory of the Wutian ancestors, after they visited the Demon Temple tens of thousands of years ago, they have been retreating and have never left.

But today, when Liu Heifan and Wuya Ancestor passed by these two planets, the two figures stepped forward, and a stream of light appeared under their feet and disappeared.

"Hey, these two guys have actually left the customs. Could it be that they have also received the summons of Motian Supreme?!"

The ancestor Wuya was surprised.

Liu Heifan didn't speak, and immediately chased forward, extremely fast.

Ancestor Wuya hurriedly pursued, but realized that he could not catch up, he couldn't help but yelled: "Wu Tian, ​​we grew up wearing a pair of open crotch pants 300,000 years ago, you take me!"

Seeing that there was no response, the ancestor Wuya was very angry, and at the same time felt nervous.

"Wu Tian, ​​this servant, this retreat, the strength has improved too much, the combat power is stronger than me, the speed is faster than me, he really intends to swallow me?!"

"Probably not. Seeing that 300,000 years ago, when I was in a relationship with him wearing open crotch pants, he should not be able to speak."

The ancestor Wuya pondered, shook his head, thinking about a way.

Tianyuzhong.

Liu Heifan turned into a black hole and walked away from the sky. Soon after, in the depths of the sky, he saw a magnificent blood-colored hall.

This hall is bigger than the planet and emits scarlet light like a blood moon.

Here is the Motian Temple!

Around the hall, a group of blood guards wearing scarlet armors are patrolling. They are intertwined with terrifying auras, and every aura has the strength of a half-step prophet.

The blood guards on patrol are all half-step prophets, which shows the majesty and powerfulness of the Demon Temple.

And in the direction close to the Motian Temple, there are several deep breaths that seem to be there or not, the power of the law is flowing, and occasionally scarlet eyes flash away, scanning the square.

They are surprisingly the existence of prophetic realm.

After Liu Heifan came, he was slightly surprised.

No wonder the spirits and human races of the Taixu realm would be defeated by the black smoke of death, and even the entire Taixu realm was contaminated. There are so many prophets in a Motian Supreme Motian Temple, let alone two other Supremes.

The swallowing nature of the black smoke of death makes the evolution and cultivation path of the black smoke of death more cruel, but it is easier to give birth to masters.

"Who is coming, stop!" As soon as Liu Heifan landed, a team of blood guards stood in front of him.

"I don't even know this seat, so what's the use of keeping you!?" Liu Heifan rebuked, slapped his palm, turning his palm into a black hole, covering thousands of miles of sky.

There were ten blood guards in this team, all of whom were half-step prophets, but they couldn't resist at this moment, they broke apart and let out a scream.

Liu Heifan shook his hand, his swallowing power exploded, all ten people were swallowed, turned into ten pure black smoke, and penetrated into Liu Fan's body.

Liu Heifan raised his head and squinted his eyes, his face was refreshed.

Around, the other blood guards glanced at this side, with awe and fear on their faces, and went on patrolling.

Several prophets guarding the Demon Temple existed, their scarlet eyes glanced at Liu Heifan, and he nodded slightly, the color of surprise in his eyes dissipated, and a trace of anger flashed.

The blood guards were sent by them just now.

Unexpectedly, Wutian ancestor was too rampant and directly killed the blood guard.

"Wutian, in front of the Motian Temple, Xiu is so presumptuous!" Someone screamed, and the Void Order God extinguished.

Liu Heifan smiled gloomily, licked his lips and said: "This retreat has just practiced a magical skill, whoever refuses to accept it, come and try!"

This posture, this look, if seen by Liu Sanhai, the big villain, would definitely be extremely happy.

Thinking that this is the big villain in his mind, he will kill if he doesn't agree with him. The methods are harsh and unscrupulous, but he is extremely powerful.

But Liu Heifan knew that all of this must have been acquiesced by the Demon Heaven Supreme in the Demon Heaven Temple, and even, he was probably observing himself through this.

Therefore, Liu Heifan must be ruthless, must be hard, and do it if he refuses to accept it!

Moreover, the character of the Wutian ancestor is that Jacques will be rewarded!

Sure enough, there was a vast wave in the Demon Heaven Hall...

"Wu Tian, ​​come in and talk..."

Liu Heifan shook his black robe, fell a few steps, and had already arrived at the door of the hall. He coldly glanced at a blood-haired old man sitting at the door and strode in.

This person is the one who shouted at him just now.

The blood-haired old man flashed a fierce light in his eyes, and then closed his eyes again.

In the hall.

The other three ancestors of the five ancestors have all arrived, and the two human traitor prophets have also arrived.

Everyone was dressed in black robes, and their breath was dark and gloomy.

Above the hall, there was a man in a white robe. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

He has a young face, but his hair and eyebrows are as white as snow. This appearance is exactly the same as Liu Meimei who has practiced the white-haired witch Mingyue Gong.

He is Motian Supreme, Molun!

Obviously sitting there, but as if far away in the sky, ethereal and ethereal.

Liu Heifan glanced at Motian Supreme, and suddenly a strange thought came to him.

"The offspring of Meimei, who is unmarried so far, has exactly the same temperament as her, I wonder if Meimei will like it..."

This thought flashed in Liu Heifan's mind, but he was instantly extinguished.

"I am Liu Heifan, the deity should be concerned about the affairs of the descendants, it has nothing to do with me!"

At this moment.

Above the hall, there was a misty and majestic voice.

"Wu Tian, ​​what are you thinking about?..."

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