Chapter 813: A ray of demon ancestors

Occupy its god, destroy its spirit, its body is its own, to seize the house. Countless people practice their lives, but do wedding dresses for others. This result is more uncomfortable than killing him, but the waiting wave to meet here. And the chief culprit is the demon ancestor.
If you say shameless, you are really the first person in the world. "Ye Tian sees the heat wave in front of Chun, his tone is flat, there is no slight wave, but the murderousness in his eyes does not hide.
"It can be a great blessing to be taken away by me. Only a foolish person like you will think this is a bad thing, but I regard it as a creation, a creation of Yao Bo." But it has its own majesty.
"You should die." Ye Tian's words were simple and straightforward.
"After death, the taste is not good." The ancestor looked at Ye Tian and smiled very proudly.
Carefully sailing for ten thousand years, this has always been one of the principles that Ye Tian believes in this world, but today he decided to make an exception.
Qing Jue in his hand slowly lifted the sword, pointed at the ancestor, looked at him, and looked calm. The breeze blew, and the hair of the demon ancestor gradually became scattered.
In addition to the confrontation of Ye Tian and the ancestral ancestor, there are also people who are dying in secret. There are not a few people who have heard of the ancestral ancestors, especially the existence of Mie Tian.
None of them can see through this moment.
It is Ye Tian's consciousness that is so powerful that it is scary, and still not.
But Ye Tian's intention was obvious. He just looked at his old friend and wanted to kill him at this moment.
If you don't kill it, it's just that the moment you kill this person, your heart will be empty-a big piece.
Ye Tian feels ruthless and indifferent, but this is not the true Ye Tian. But Ye Tian was forced to survive. No one wants a life like this.
Laugh when you want to laugh, and cry when you want to cry. This is the envy of everyone. But not, the practitioners cannot, and Ye Tian, ​​the practitioner.
Ye Tian used to think that he was not suitable for spiritual practice. Even if he was forced to set foot on this road, he still wanted to go there, but it was only late at night, not the crowded downtown.
However, Ye Tian was unhappy after all, especially after seeing the ancestral ancestors occupying Yao Bo's body, this kind of unhappiness has climbed to the top.
Only killing can quell it all.
Ye Tian knew that such behaviors and thoughts would damage Daoxin and even hinder the path of spiritual practice in the future. But he couldn't think again. Only killing can be worthy of Yao Bo, maybe Yao Bo can not be called at this moment, he should be called the demon ancestor.
This confrontation can only be washed with blood, and the immortal ancestor is not enough to sacrifice Yao Bo.
"In fact, you don't have to do this at all. We can be friends. Just like before, I will show you what is a better path and what is the road." The words of the demon ancestor in Ye Tian sounded fart.
Qing Jue rushed into the sky with a sword, stabbed straight down towards the ancestor, and the gourd on his body flew out of the soul ants. This time, the river attacked the river, and all the attack methods rushed to the ancestor regardless of the attack.
"Since you want to die so much, I don't mind fulfilling you, but I still advise you to be kind and don't press hard." Ye Tian was deaf and even disgusted when he was a demon. He didn't understand the practice of thousands of years What the did he understand?
"Let me cover Liang? You are a thousand-year-old demon, make me be kind? Are you confused?" Ye Tian's voice finally changed, but it was cold.
The ancestral consciousness of the demon ancestor can be driven out of the body of the clan wave only by being killed.
However, at this time, the demon ancestor said again: "As long as you help me completely occupy this body, I will help you become the king." There is no doubt in the voice of the demon ancestor, the unquenchable sense of oppression leaves Ye God is extremely bored.
"Bite is still a demon after all, even if you have lived for millions of years, you still don't understand people's hearts, and you can't understand people's feelings." Ye Tian no longer said more, the sword in his hand replaced all words.
The ancestral ancestor's face immediately cooled down: "Just as you are at the slightest end, you also want to stop me? What other skills, let's make it out." The ancestor's blood soared instantly, like a mountain, like a raging wave, if the river and sea.
Ye Tian was well aware of the danger of this battle, so there was no room for his shots, but soon he discovered a problem, and his attack had little effect on the demon ancestors.
At this moment, the demon ancestor calmly calmed down as if leisure was swimming in the world.
However, at this moment, the ancestral ancestor seemed to need to devote a lot of energy to control the body. Therefore, as time went by, he was a bit powerless. I saw a sudden burst of colorful peloton in the hands of the ancestor, and in the sound of a bang, a huge aperture came towards Ye Tian.
However, in the colorful streamers, a large amount of cold air is scattered around, almost the earth becomes ice, the sky is freezing and cracking, and even the air is crunching constantly. A lot of water vapor becomes snowflakes, and it is like a knife toward the ground. Down.
The living creatures that had not had time to dodge burst into a blood mist and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.
As the temperature continued to drop, Ye Tian's body began to tremble involuntarily, and even the aura in his body began to slow down. He had to call a small number of immortals in his body to resist, but it had little effect and slowly in the sky. It turned pink, red pink until it became blood red.
Two dark clouds from nowhere blocked the only light source, the sun.
The sky was dark, and Ye Tian's body was covered with frost.
In the rumbling sound, two dark clouds on the distant sky played two green lights, and a huge black hole appeared in the sky, Wan Yao roared and raged out.
However, when Ye Tian's body came into contact with a dark crack, it quickly disappeared.
When waking up, all the scenes disappeared, except the still cold stone walls and the silence silent to fear.
What Ye Tian did not expect was that a ray of spirits of the demon ancestors had such demon power.
With his present deeds, there is no slight chance of winning. If it were not transmitted for some reason, it might have become the second Yao Bo.
Thinking of Yao Bo, Ye Tian's heart was sad.
But the desire for strength is heightened again at this moment. That is the foundation of being settled. The practice without strength will only become a stepping stone for others. Yao Bo's strength is absolutely ranked among the monsters.
But even a ray of spirits of the demon ancestors could not resist, which he did not expect.
A living person, although Yao Bo is a demon, Ye Tian is still willing to call others.
Ye Tian gently moved his body against the wall. The cold touch made his brain clear.
However, the next moment, Ye Tian's body bounced suddenly.
A little red light in the corner made Ye Tian's nerves tense instantly, and the consciousness quickly reached Hong Guang, but what he saw was a piece of red memory jade.
With the deepening of the color, the memory Yujian can store more images. At the moment, this little piece can also store the images of dozens of people's lives.
After Ye Tian's finger lightly touched, the image gradually appeared in front of Ye Tian.
Ye Tian's curiosity was suddenly attracted to the past.
What appeared in the original image was the place he almost forgot—home.
Although it is ancient, Ye Tian's thoughts could not help but be turbulent because of the hustle and bustle of the crowd.
With the deepening of the picture, Ye Tian gently held Jade Jane in his hands, but soon he discovered that this should be a picture of a person who had recorded his life.
In the quiet space, one person and one simply looked at each other quietly.
At this moment, if someone can see Ye Tian's expression, he must be able to see thick yearning from his pupils, or that kind of thing is called envy.
At this moment, Ye Tiancai feels young and vigorous, just like all teenagers of the same age.
But Ye Tian's consciousness was not soothed for a moment, but was constantly searching around.
Want to find nothing related to Yu Jian.
Perhaps the tense mind was relaxed at this moment. Ye Tian's was preparing to retract the stall of the consciousness, and he saw a line on the stone wall above his head-I want to go back by wind, and ... home!
The handwriting in the middle has long been obscured, but Ye Tian felt that he could understand those things, but it was not clear whether the protagonist of the writing was the same as himself at the time, and he wrote these words with a strong unwillingness to understand the pain in his heart.
Like the desert in the image, the sky is full of yellow sand, but a house quickly attracts everyone's attention, but it is Ye Tian at this moment.
Although the things in the video were leaked, Ye Tian looked extremely rich, because only he understood what it was like to watch the video.
The excitement and unspeakable atmosphere in my heart is no different from You Zi's return home.
Even before he knew it, Ye Tian began to do various actions of the characters in the image until Ye Tian forgot where he was and where he was going.
There is no possible existence, but Ye Tian can't extricate himself when immersed in it.
Yes, he is homesick.
Until Hong Guang shrouded Ye Tian, ​​he still didn't move. At this moment, his eyes only had the image on Yu Jian, and nothing else could distract him.
Red light filled the space where Ye Tian was, and then gradually filled it. A house made of black rocks, without a little gap, seemed to grow on the ground.
If Ye Tian knew where this place belongs, he must not be like this now.
Because this is a small world and belongs to the Dong family.
Such a change is almost unexpected.
Every scene of the video is played back carefully in the memory of Jade Jane. At this moment, Ye Tian feels like walking in the life of others.
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No one was seen on the avenue, and even the tea shop on the side of the road lay at the window. He looked lethargic. His right hand was sloppy, and his left hand was rubbing a copper coin. Must watch a few ants on the sand pull a straw.
Suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes, the store quickly got up, but heard a stab, the left hand cuff ripped off, the copper coins in his hand slanted into the ground, revealing the word Hongwu.