Peerless Daoist

He was ignored before, but it does not mean that Lu Yu has forgotten Xu xiangtian.

If it was not for his obstruction, Lu Yu might have found the right opportunity to destroy Disha Mazu in advance.

After Lu Yu's breakthrough, the disciples and the supreme one who still stayed in the hall of eternal life in hell all remember their faces, but only did not see Xu xiangtian.

He took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

"Where is Xu xiangtian now?" Lu Yu asked.

LV Tiangang replied: "after the Holy Land trial, he took people directly back to taiyidaozong. However, he claims to have been inherited by the holy ancestor, and he is the new son of ice. Let's all go and see him. "

After that, LV Tiangang took out an invitation from his arms.

This is Xu xiangtian's invitation to let all the most powerful go to see his canon of son.

Hearing the speech, all the supreme masters present showed a mocking smile.

This, idiot.

Even the father is dead, there are people who don't know how to be the son.

Of course, only the supreme and a few disciples know about the death of the holy ancestor. Because Lu Yu did not publicize it, many people did not know what happened in the secret place.

Lu Yu glanced at the invitation. His face was gloomy and said, "go to taiyidaozong."

Although Xu xiangtian is arrogant, he will not make any fraud.

If he dares to act, the only possibility is that he may have something to do with the heavenly devil ancestor.

……

Taiyidaozong, Tibet Xiufeng.

A figure suddenly broke through the door, pedaled a sword to escape, and a roar of shame and anger came from behind.

The one who escaped was fan Shijing, who used to take Lu Yu into the zongmen.

At this time, her light green clothes have been stained by blood, and her beautiful hair is also scattered, very embarrassed.

"Fan Shijing, you don't have to be at large. We tianxingfeng has already laid a trap. You are doomed." Several disciples in black suddenly appeared beside her and hit her with a stick.

"Hundred flowers sword spirit!" Fan Shijing holds a long sword and blocks the long stick sweeping over.

However, although she blocked an attack, there were more than a dozen tianxingfeng disciples nearby, and countless stick shadows swept towards her.

Dang Dang Dang!

A burst of metal percussion came out, and fan Shijing's arm suddenly felt a sense of crispness and numbness.

"Why should tianxingfeng be seized?" Fan Shijing gritted his teeth and drank fiercely, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Bang!

Finally, fan Shijing's strength was defeated by all the disciples of tianxingfeng.

"You collude with the traitor Fang Yun. Now the evidence is sufficient. Immediately deprive the inner disciples of their identity and imprison the tiancang!"

Hearing this, fan Shijing suddenly raised his head and said, "I am the chief of Tibet Xiufeng. Even if I am the elder of Tianxing, I am not qualified to deprive me of my identity!"

"Sorry, this is the son's order." Tianxingfeng disciple Leng hum, with fan Shijing then came to the prison.

At this time, the prison, filled with a bloody smell, can hear a burst of screams.

"Old Tu, I'll bring you a beauty this time."

Tianxingfeng disciple blocked fan Shijing's meridians and pushed her in.

After seeing fan Shijing, his face suddenly flashed a morbid excitement.

"How do you deal with her, senior brothers?" The old man in black trembled.

Tianxingfeng disciple looked at him in disgust. One of them said, "it's still the old rule, as long as you don't die."

"OK, take your time, senior brothers." The old man in black respectfully sent off several people and slowly closed the gate of the prison.

Then he turned around with a grim smile: "chief fan, I I've been waiting for you for a long time