The opening game deduces the six ku immortal thieves, harvesting the data of the sky

Chapter 66: Ask the Old Ancestor to Die.

The disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion who came to pray stopped talking.

In fact, they couldn’t touch the Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor at this level. In contrast, they were more familiar with the Wind Thunder Pavilion Pavilion Master.

The Wind and Thunder Pavilion Lord of the Innate Realm was all pinched into meat puree by the Great Qian Emperor. The innate peak Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor did not seem to be much different. However, Zhang Yan did not talk about Emperor Qian’s martial arts realm.

As a result, Wind Thunder Old Ancestor did not know the situation of Qian Emperor Li Pu at all. The Wind Thunder Old Ancestor’s retreat cultivation has long been derailed from the world.

What’s more, the time for change is only a few months. The scattered martial artists walking in the rivers and lakes may not be clear. The Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor didn’t care at all about the words of the person who prayed. Or rather, he noticed, but did not take it to heart.

Take the first rank of enemy general among the ten thousand armies.

It’s not that he hasn’t done anything similar.

When he was young, Qingzhou was seriously afflicted with banditry, and bandits were rampant. The bandits occupying the top of the mountain can be said to be endless.

Wind Thunder Old Ancestor single-handedly entered the cottage and took away the head of the cottage owner, thus shocking the entire Qingzhou rivers and lakes in one fell swoop. I thought it was all old stories that were not worth mentioning.

I didn’t expect the junior to be so uncompetitive, and he needed to go out again. Wind Thunder Old Ancestor had also seen the Great Qian Iron Rider before the retreat.

Strictly speaking, it’s really average.

The Wu clan is deeply entrenched in the Great Qian Army, but there are too few generals who really know how to line up troops. The big dry iron horse in the memory of the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor was a group of pawns riding war horses.

That’s all!

Thinking of this, he did not have the slightest panic.

Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor can also find time to taste tea lightly.

“The tea fragrance is weak!”

Wind Thunder Old Ancestor calmly pointed out the flaws.

When Zhang Yan heard Lao Zu’s words, he quickly got up and brewed another cup. He respectfully carried the teacup to the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor.

“Let it go first, let’s go and take away the head of the Great Dry Iron Horse General first, and then it’s not too late to drink tea!”

Say it!

Wind Thunder Old Ancestor flicked his wide sleeved robe and walked out of the secret room of the grotto.

“It is worthy of being the ancestor of my Wind Thunder Pavilion!”

“Wen Cha slashes the enemy!”

“Go, follow me to see the demeanor of the ancestor!”

Zhang Yan was inspired by the inexplicable confidence of the Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor, and saw that he was also confident and walked out of the secret room with a flick of his sleeve robe. Only the disciple who was left behind was still sober.

After all, his position was equivalent to the scout of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

The killing and terrifying aura of the Great Qian Iron Rider is simply overwhelming.

The area directly in front of the Wind Thunder Pavilion is the flattest plain. A random charge of 100,000 big dry iron riders is enough to make people doubt life.

“Dead Daoist friends are not dead and poor!”

“I have been in the Wind Thunder Pavilion for nine years, but you have made things difficult for me with my identity, and the profound martial arts do not allow me to interfere.”

“Then don’t want your disciples to share happiness and suffering with you.”

I saw that he quickly packed his luggage, turned around and left the Wind Thunder Pavilion station. The other Wind Thunder Pavilion disciples were not so far-sighted.

Although they also couldn’t touch the Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor, after Zhang Yan’s praise, they suddenly felt that the old ancestor was mighty. They collectively stood behind the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor, and the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor stood directly in front.

“Oh, where did the Great Dry Iron ride?”

The words have not fallen!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of heavy horses’ hooves trampling on the ground made the dust on the surface begin to tremble. Heavy armor poured with steel covered the bodies of war horses and soldiers.

Look from afar.

They seemed to be blood-colored pagodas. The reason why it is called blood…….

The Great Qian Iron Rider entered the Qingzhou realm and began to frantically strangle the Jianghu Sect. But anyone who surrenders unwillingly will inevitably die.

Even the Jianghu sect that was willing to surrender, its sect station and rebels were burned to the ground.

Only the martial arts books in the Jianghu sect were preserved one by one. The killing of the Great Dry Iron Horse was too strong, and the coagulated blood stained the heavy armor red.

Therefore, from a distance, it looks like a blood-colored pagoda. The most shocking thing is the body and physique of the war horse. It was definitely a strong body that no one had ever seen before.

Standing in front of them, human beings really cannot raise the idea of resistance.

What a grand occasion it would be when the 100,000 Great Dry Iron Horses were fully unfolded!

Within the field of vision of the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor were the figures of the Great Qian Iron Rider, as if a blood-colored tide swept in from afar. Highly uniform movements.

It was like a murderous aura that turned into substance.

The sound of horses’ hooves that shook the earth was like a giant hammer hitting the heart.

The Wind and Thunder Old Ancestor faced the Great Qian Iron Rider head-on, and even had the illusion of facing a landslide and ground crack. Followed by.

With Wei Qing’s order….

The 100,000 Great Dry Iron Rider Black Buddha suddenly stopped his pace.

His war horses are like puppets that only follow instructions. Not a single superfluous movement is visible at all.

“That’s an exaggeration!”

“The old man has only been in retreat for a few years, and Daqian can train such a level of iron riding.”

Wind Thunder Old Ancestor was frightened by the oncoming killing atmosphere and took a step back.

Mantis as a car is ridiculous!

This phrase popped into his mind. The first rank of enemy generals among the ten thousand armies?

I’m afraid this is not going to be crushed into meat puree and kneaded into dust! The Wind Thunder Old Ancestor turned to look at the disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

I saw that many disciples bowed deeply one after another, led by Zhang Yan.

“Please Lao Zu to make a move, turn the tide!”

Zhang Yan suddenly shouted loudly.

“Please Lao Zu to make a move, turn the tide!”

The tsunami-like shouts of the mountains followed. This moment.

Wei Qing was shocked when he looked at the small figure in front of the Great Qian Tie. Wind Thunder Old Ancestor was also shocked by Zhang Yan’s behavior.

Do you call this asking the ancestor to turn the tide? You are clearly asking the ancestor to die!

The Wind Thunder Old Ancestor turned around again and glanced at the 100,000 Great Qian Iron Riders who were about to move.

“That’s it, that’s it!”

“Even if it is for the last fight for the Wind Thunder Pavilion!”

“It can be regarded as living up to the trust of the master!”

The body of the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor suddenly fell, and the spirit spirit instantly changed from a childlike crane hair to a dull posture.

“Boys, run for your life!”

2.7

“Lao Zu stopped a time for you to burn incense!”

The Wind Thunder Old Ancestor resolutely rushed towards the majestic mountain-like Great Dry Iron Horse. Hit a stone with a pebble, that’s pretty much it!

Even Zhang Yan was moved by the last words of the Wind Thunder Old Ancestor.

“Lao Zu, we can’t bear you!”

“Lao Zu, come back quickly!”

“Lao Zu…..”

“Mad, the ancestor is gone, let’s run!”

Wind Thunder Old Ancestor thought that he could hold up a long time.

In fact, with the blessing of the Iron and Blood Army Array, it only took one charge to kill Huangquan. The disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion station immediately scattered as birds and beasts.

The old ancestor who hurriedly came to listen to the rain finally came one step late, and he sighed helplessly up to the sky. Just when I heard Old Ancestor Yu prepare to continue saying two words.

The Great Dry Iron Rider Black Buddha seemed to have noticed them.