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The first thousand three hundred and thirty-three chapters come to the ancestors

"Old, ancestor?" The Master Xuan Yao was shocked. When he sent the letter, he did give the ancestor one, but that was just a routine matter.

The ancestor had not left the temple for thousands of years, but he did not expect that he would come in person?

"Don't yell, be careful to disturb the ancestors."

"..." Hearing the scolding of the old man in Gui, the leader of Xuan Yao did not dare to make any sound, because he saw that the old man in Gui carefully picked up an oil lamp...

The base of the oil lamp is dark and even a little greasy. It seems that it has been through many years, and the wick is burned with a little light the size of a bean, which looks like it may go out at any time.

The whole oil lamp looks nothing strange at all, it seems to be just like it is used by mortals...

However, when the Xuan Yao Sect Master saw it, he was shocked and did not dare to speak out. Even his movements became much more careful...

Among this seemingly ordinary oil lamp, the ancestor who carries the entire Fuli Realm...

Even a strong person in his true body cannot withstand the end of time. This ancestor was able to survive until now, and also helped him to escape from the world and resist all the great disasters. He paid a huge price and could not even maintain his physical body.

I can only place my soul in this oil lamp, sleeping in my usual state and accumulate strength.

Now that the oil lamp is on, it is surrounded by a unique and mysterious field. A special force surrounds everyone, as if isolating the outside world and forming a certain protection...

The old ghost carefully set the oil lamp down and then bowed respectfully. The previous scolding disappeared and the voice became extremely respectful: "Old ancestor, the Ancestor Demon Palace has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little bean-sized fire on the oil lamp flashed a few times. In the oil lamp, there seemed to be a huge will, slowly awakening. The powerful force instantly enveloped the nearby space, creating an invisible pressure on the people present...

Then, an extremely old sound sounded from the oil lamp, as if it was a vicissitudes of life from ancient times...

"It's true that there is the aura of the Demon Emperor. I didn't expect that I was still invaded by foreign enemies after being prepared for thousands of years. You young people are too careless..."

After the words came to an end, several "young" leaders who were at least a thousand years old and who were the only ones outside, all showed shame.

However, the voice did not go into depth. After saying that, it flew up and headed towards the mountain...

The lights of the Dust Emperor were extremely weak, as if they might go out at any time.

However, as the oil lamp flew out, whether it was the mighty spiritual power or the corpse of monsters on the ground, in front of the slowly flying oil lamp, it was like the sea splitting in half. As the oil lamp slowly advanced, it automatically made way out...

The seven sects didn't dare to say much, and hurriedly followed closely, following the slowly flying oil lamp, and followed step by step towards the peak surrounded by the long spiritual river...

...

At this time, Lin Fei, who was swept into the long river of spiritual power, was also full of doubt and looked around...

"here it is…"

Around it is a peaceful world, with a misty spirit, the ground is covered with tender flowers and plants, dewdrops hanging on the flowers and leaves, and next to it is a gurgling stream.

There were even little beasts running through the grass. When they saw a stranger, they just pricked up their ears and looked at them alertly. After they found that they were not threatening them, they ran to play on their own and caught butterflies among the flowers and plants.

The leisurely and comfortable scene in front of me was completely different from the scene just now. If Lin Fei hadn't had a faint pain on his body, he would almost think that everything he had just now was dreaming...

Strange...

Lin Fei looked around but was a little confused. A moment ago, he was clearly at the top of the mountain and was fighting with the little devil.

The head controlled by the little devil completely broke free from the golden thread and opened its eyes, exploded and directly presented the projection of the Demon Emperor.

Just when I was in crisis, I was entangled with a long river of spiritual energy and projected it to the Demon Emperor...

And I was also swept into the river of spiritual energy...

But now...

The long river of spiritual energy, the projection of the demon emperor, the corpse of the demon, the little demon, and even the top of the mountain have disappeared.

It's like nothing happened...

Lin Fei looked around, even a little uncertain. Is he still on the top of the mountain now?

If so, the guardian mentioned by the stone should be nearby, right?

By the way, there is the stone...

Since the stone appeared in the Ancestral Demon Palace, it has been wandering in it. You should know where it is.

However, just as Lin Fei was about to contact the stone, he found that the stone was still in his arms, but there was no reaction...

No matter how Lin Fei called, the familiar voice did not appear again. In Lin Fei's hands, it seemed like an ordinary stone, which could be seen everywhere on the roadside...

"Damn it?!"

Lin Fei was suddenly a little stunned.

You know, this stone is not an ordinary existence, it was born with two fragments of heavenly magic weapons.

Although it does not have the power of a heavenly magic weapon, it can live under the eyes of the guardian for tens of thousands of years, and even dare to plot against the treasures around the guardian.

What's going on now?

Why is this living stone that is longer than a turtle still missing?

"It's trouble."

Although the information given by this stone is not very reliable in some places, most of them are quite useful, at least it is okay to point out a way.

Now that I have lost the information about this stone, it is difficult to move forward...

Lin Fei looked ahead and saw a stream and grassland. Further away, there was a forest shrouded in mist...

At first glance, it seems boundless.

“Where is this?”

Lin Fei had no choice but to walk ahead...

However, as we gradually walked away, the surrounding scenery changed, and several graves appeared intermittently on the road.

There were no words on the tombstone, but pictures were carved...

Some are shadows covering the world, with thousands of thunder falling from the sky, the world is in destruction, and a broken flying ship stumbles out of that world and heading towards the unknown front...

Some powerful beings outside the world blocked the way of the flying ships. Many monks appeared in the flying ships and fought hard against those enemies who blocked the road. In the end, some monks stayed forever, pestering the enemy who blocked the road and letting the flying ships escape as soon as possible.

Some of them were the flight ships landed in a deserted world. Before the monks could rest, a shadow once again enveloped the world, killing many monks. The monks had no choice but to step onto the flight ships again and fly to the unknown...
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