Great Antiquity: Anger at the Beginning

This is a clear plan, and the shameless use of the lives of the disciples as a chess piece, it is normal for such a situation to occur.

At this time, the pressure on the three people in the light of the lamp was naturally relieved a lot.

But the disciples of Intercepting Jiao couldn't help laughing when they saw these......the disciples of the teaching of teaching who fled in embarrassment.

No wonder they don't.

Previously, after obtaining the method of breaking the formation of the sage of Yuanshi, all the disciples of Chanjiao turned their nostrils to the sky, as if the next moment, they would be able to intercept them and destroy them.

But now, they are all acting like lost dogs, looking for a way out in the Myriad Immortals Array.

The difference between before the battle and after the battle is too big... If the vice sect had not told them, at any time, they should not be... If you take it lightly, Rather, they want to appreciate it for a while... This explains the ugliness of the disciples.

"These... The disciples of Chanjiao, I'm afraid they are not crazy! Now, at this time, they are still running away"

"Haha! Previously, they really thought that the Myriad Immortal Formation I was waiting for was a vegetarian!"

"The vice sect leader has an order to kill these.... Disciples of Chan!"

After the taunting disciples, they immediately stopped hesitating, and began to rush to these disciples.......

"True Monarch of Qingxu Morality, you just didn't want to break our Myriad Immortal Formation, why are you running?"

"You are afraid of leaving your grandson, and you shouted very loudly just now, why don't you make a sound at this time?"

"Guangchengzi, you are familiar with the Pantian Seal in my hand"

The disciples who intercepted the teachings were in an orderly manner, with an orderly division of labor, and they cut off the disciples of the teachings.

Boom! There was a loud explosion, and in this battle, the disciples were not taught much, and the body's primordial spirit was exhausted, and he was listed on the list of conferred gods.

"The time has come!"

Ran Deng looked at the deceased disciples, with a stern look on his face, he waved the flag of Wuji, apricot and yellow, and began to try to find a way out.

"Two junior brothers, come with me!"

The reason why Ran Deng brought Yun Zhongzi along was because they were both powerful, so they could provide him with some protection.

Whoosh! There was a hint of shame between the expressions of Yun Zhongzi and the two, but now they have been doing it all the time, and they immediately followed the burning lamp.

"Hey! Look at what that burning lamp is doing!"

The great powers of the Great Desolation, at this time someone noticed the movement of the lights.

"Tsk tsk! Aren't the people who burned the lamp going to stay behind for the disciples of Chanjiao? What all these... After the disciples of Chanjiao broke through, the three of them found a way out."

"Yeah! Didn't he just say that he would end his life?"

"Hehe, the old man can see clearly, where is this lamp burning for the disciples of Chanjiao, he is clearly letting the disciples of Chanjiao go to attract firepower, and then leave a way out for himself!"

"The disciples of this teaching are really 'helping and loving each other'! When the disaster is imminent, they will fly away..."

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! The comparison between the disciples of the teaching and the disciples of the teachings is really far behind. The disciples of the teachings are dependent on life and death, but the disciples of the teachings have brought the spirit of the dead Taoist friends to the extreme. …”

"It's really like a dog bites a dog, with a mouthful of hair, intercepting this teaching war against Chan, it really makes the whole Chan teaching ugly!"

Above the prehistoric land, the voices of the gods' thoughts rang out one after another.

Although this scene, if you think about it carefully, is not very strange, but it still has a supreme impact.

Who would have thought that, in order to survive, one sect would actually do things that calculated each other... The disciples of the sect, thinking of letting the three of them burn the lamp, they fled.

And what the three people in the burning lamp 3 thought was to let them attract firepower and wait for them to find an opportunity to escape.

"Lights up..."

Above the void, how could Yuan Shi have not seen this scene, this burning lamp, simply threw away the face of his teaching.

And those...the behavior between the disciples of the sect, if he was not a saint at the beginning, I am afraid that at this time, his eyes will be darkened, and he will faint from anger.

Lin Tian looked at Yuan Shi with a smile and said, "Fellow Yuan Shi, the disciples of Ru Chan's sect, are.... quite friendly and harmonious!"

The sarcasm is evident in it.

But these words made him unable to refute Yuanshi, who made his disciples so unsatisfactory! Apart from... his face was gloomy again, what else could he do? He secretly decided in his heart to end this time After that, you must find this lamp to settle accounts.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that whether Daoist Burning Deng can survive this time is still unknown.

Fortunately, at this time, the disciples of the . . . sect, who are all fans of the authorities,,,, are rushing to kill the disciples of the sect, otherwise, it is estimated that they will directly rush over to find their own vice sect master to settle accounts.

Let's talk about the lights here.

As the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag was waving, golden lotuses fell from it, and golden light poured out, blocking all the disciples who had attacked and killed them.

Seeing this, Yan Lan's face was pleasantly surprised.

"We are saved!"

The lamp murmured softly.

Yun Zhongzi and Nanji Xianweng also hurriedly followed him and evacuated outside under the cover of the Wuji Xinghuang flag.

It's just, just when the lamp is excited about it.

A voice came from behind him, startling the three of them.

"Lantern, where are you going?"

This faint voice is full of aura and power from ancient times.

The three of Ran Deng turned their heads and looked surprised.

That Lin Tian's mount, the candle dragon, had already stood behind them at some point.

Looking at Zhulong's weird smile, Ran Deng and the others felt a little chill in their hearts.

"Hee hee! Burning the lamp, you, the vice sect leader, are really responsible! You took the lives of your disciples as bait, how shameless are you to do such things?"

The candle dragon burst out with strength, stopped the three of them, and said with a slightly mocking expression.

Chapter [-]: My candle dragon wants to kill you, and the saint can't keep it! 【Kneeling for subscription】

"Candle Dragon!"

A look of astonishment appeared on Lantern's face.

Zhulong is different from the previous disciples. He is an ancient dragon from the Ancestral Dragon era. He has the same cultivation level as him and has reached the perfect state of quasi-sage.

Even back then in Mount Sumeru, he could suppress the quasi-sage-level almighty of Western religions with just one hand...

With the flag of Wuji, Xinghuang and yellow on the body, it is not that they are afraid of the candle dragon.

However, if he was delayed here, the disciples who passed on from the... Intercepting Sect would come and bless the Myriad Immortal Formation, and he would not be able to leave if he wanted to.

"Zhulong, you are the mount of the sage Lin Tian. This time it is a struggle between the disciples of the two sects. Did you come here in violation of the previous agreement between the two sages!"

Ran Deng wants to use that agreement to make the candle dragon give in.

It's just that he thought too much.

Zhulong laughed again and said: "Lan Deng, you are the deputy sect master of the sect, I am the deputy sect master of the sect, and it is already a favor to you to not come down and kill you personally, you dare to talk to me about the conditions, and I The candle dragon is the mount of the vice sect master, and he is also a half disciple of the vice sect master, so why can't I end the game? Besides, I don't need to tell you how the Wuji, apricot and yellow flag in your hand came from."

After a short while, Zhulong's face turned cold, and his eyes narrowed: "Lan Deng, you shouldn't look down on my Candle Dragon, right? The Western thief is bald, and you look down on my Candle Dragon, so you probably won't know what to do if you look down on my Candle Dragon! "

Boom! When the candle dragon did not explain the time to him, he directly punched the burning lamp, even if the candle dragon did not bless the power of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, it was unstoppable.

"Zhulong, don't go too far! I really thought I couldn't wait for you."

Burning Light said angrily.

Immediately, together with Yun Zhongzi 3, they blocked the attack of the candle dragon.

The three of them sacrificed their magic weapons respectively. They thought that they and others had the strength of a quasi-sage, and it was quite easy to block the attack of the candle dragon.

Just the next moment.

Boom!!! After a blast.

Pfft! The three people who burn the lamp 3 all spit out a mouthful of Daluo's blood.

This was just one blow, and the three of them were almost unable to resist.

"How... how is it possible!"

In the face of the burning lamp, I was terrified.

The three of them were protected by the Wuji Xinghuang flag, how could they not be able to withstand even a single blow from the other party? Zhulong looked at the embarrassed appearance of the three of them, and laughed loudly: "Lan Deng, do you think your grandfather is still me? It turns out that... I am Ouma today, how can I be what you can imagine?"

Boom! The candle dragon's voice fell, and the phantom of Zulong appeared in the palm of his hand, and patted the three of them again.

"Light the lamp, taste the power of my ancestral dragon!"

As the candle dragon spoke, the palm shadow charged towards the burning lamp with endless charm.

There was a loud explosion.

The three people of Ran Deng screamed, and even felt that their body was shattered, and they flew backwards and backwards.

After stabilizing his figure, Ran Deng was even more surprised: "The power of the ancestor dragon is actually the power of the ancestor dragon, Zhulong, how did you do it!"

The power of the ancestral dragon is something that only the patriarch of the dragon clan, Zulong, of the three ancient clans, the phoenix clan, the unicorn clan, and the dragon clan, possesses.

Even if Zhulong was a survivor from that era, he could not have the power of the legendary Ancestral Dragon! How could they not know how powerful Ancestral Dragon was, even if it is placed today, it is under the saints, the most powerful Strong existence! No wonder, when they first saw the candle dragon, they thought for a while that they were wrong, and the candle dragon actually showed such a supreme light.

This candle dragon, could it be that the power of the ancestral dragon was awakened? The question arose in their hearts.

"Of course it's your grandfather, my master, Lin Tian sage helped to do it, you don't need to know about the extra!"

The candle dragon shouted loudly.

Boom! In front of the dragon clan's supreme magic weapon, the Ancestral Dragon Ball appeared and smashed directly at the two of them.

The power of the ancestor dragon in him is naturally Lin Tian's way of helping Zhulong, and then using the ancestor dragon ball to help him understand.

After gaining the power of Ancestral Dragon, Zhulong's current power, under the saints, is almost unmatched except... In that battle in the former East China Sea, I didn't beat you enough... how dare you fight your grandfather and me head-on."

Before the candle dragon sneered, the attack had already fallen.

"Two junior brothers, don't be afraid, I am waiting for the Wuji Xinghuang flag given by the master, plus the strength of the three of us, is it possible that I am afraid of him?"

In order to give confidence to Yun Zhongzi and the two, Ran Deng rushed up with the Nawuji Xinghuang flag.

but.

Just listen to "thorn"