Chapter 320: Patriarch

The pit mother tree is located at the northernmost end of the insect world.
On the earth, there is a bottomless huge pit. The huge pit is surrounded by the same space, and the space is disillusioned. The huge pit seems to be separated from the insect world. In the huge pit, a huge tree grows and grows. After coming out, the branches and leaves diverge and spread, like a dome, covering an area of ​​nearly a thousand feet.
The giant tree, like from another world, has penetrated through the barriers of space and grown through the earth of the insect world. Around the giant tree, thin spatial cracks are constantly flashing, as if countless knives are waving. , Cut the space into thin wounds.
On the trunk of the giant tree, the old skin was cracked, the branches were knotted, and there were sang mulberries, but the palm-sized leaves were green and green, full of vitality, and seemed to have endless vitality.
There was silence around the giant tree, nothing grew, and no worms approached. The place covered by the giant branches and leaves was flat and flat. It was rare that there were no wormholes. If it were in the Xuanyuan Continent, it would be ordinary, but In the world of insects, it seems extremely special.
Around the ancient tree in the pit, an ancient elder holding an ancient borrowing book, quietly watching the mother tree in the pit, his eyebrows clumped from time to time, seemingly hesitant.
After a long time, he reached out and picked up the stone at his feet and smashed it towards the pit mother tree.
The old patriarch stared at the piece closely, locked on the stone without blinking, and after only a few breaths, his eyes suddenly condensed.
The stone just flew into the area covered by the mother tree of the pit, and hit a flashing spatial crack. The stone was like tofu, and it was cut and opened in a silent moment, and the edge was smooth as a mirror.
But just after breathing, another spatial crack floated, cutting the stone apart again.
Space cracks emerged one after another, and the stones were cut again and again...
When the stone fell within a hundred feet of the pit mother tree, it had been turned into a pile of fine stone powder, and it was pouring down.
"It's really the sacred tree of space..." The ancient elder stared at the falling stone powder with excitement flashing in his eyes, but at the same time a look of regret.
Although one tree and one leaf are precious treasures in the space sacred tree, it is surrounded by space cracks. It is impossible to get close, let alone felling.
"What to do, what to do..." The old man paced back and forth, looking anxious.
As long as you get a branch, you can create a void boat that travels through space. Perhaps it is possible to lead the entire ancient family away from the Xuanyuan Continent. But it is incomparable to any treasure, but it is impossible to get close. How can it be? I got the space tree.
"There must be a way!" he muttered to himself.
The space sacred tree is also difficult to sew in a thousand years. It would be a pity to miss such an opportunity.
At this moment, in the distance, four black dots broke through the air at a very fast speed. After just a few dozen breaths, it gradually became clear. You can see that it is four flying giants, three birds and one lion.
When it approached the pit mother tree thousands of feet away, the ancient patriarch finally found out, and immediately raised his head and looked into the sky.
"Hu's disciple?" When he saw the figure sitting cross-legged behind the giant beast, he couldn't help but frown.
As the elder of the ancient family, he had nothing to do, and a few Hu family disciples came to join in the fun.
But as his eyes swept over the four-headed mount, his eyes condensed slightly, and he always felt a little familiar. As a powerful man, how fast his thoughts should be to turn his head, in an instant, he thought The origin of these four behemoths.
"No, they are not disciples of the Hu family. Those three flying mounts have appeared in Yizhou!" The ancestor of the ancient family thought of the three flying mounts wanted by Yizhou, which happened to match three of them.
Then he thought that the family had sent back news that the person driving the three-headed flying mount was probably the one who rescued the Ku Youkong.
He rolled his eyes slightly, his eyes shrank suddenly, and fell directly on one of the teenagers.
"Ju Youkong? It's really him, he is still in the insect world, dare to run here?" The old patriarch's eyes could not help but condense a cold and stern look.
In the air, the four-headed mounts traveled away from the sky, Wang Haochen and the six of them sat on the backs of the monster beasts, and they saw the ancient elders standing in front of the sacred tree of space from a distance.
"The old guy from the ancient family?" Ju Youkong's face tightened when he saw the old patriarch.
Compared with the ordinary families, the elders of the ancient family like the ancient family have much higher gold content. Without strong strength, it is impossible to sit on the position of elder.
"Xianjin Eightfold!" Wang Haochen swept the penalty system slightly, his expression also changed slightly.
With their current strength, it is still too difficult to deal with an eight-fold advanced powerhouse, and casualties are likely to occur.
"Leave him alone, let's go around." Ju Youkong waved.
The sacred tree of space covers an area with a radius of thousands of meters, and they may not be fighting for a place with the ancient parents.
But as soon as they moved, the ancient elder also moved, with a little toe, and his figure rose slowly, blocking the front of everyone.
"What does this old guy want to do? Is this staring?" Shen Fan stood up instantly, waved his arm, and the long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
"I'll try his jinliang!" The soles of his feet kicked slightly on Bai Yu's back, and his figure suddenly flew out of the air. With one stroke of his arm, a sword light flew down.
When Wang Haochen wanted to stop it, Shen Fan had already taken action, making his face tense.
"Help!" Ju Youkong also held the double knives in an instant, waved his arm and the two knives staggered.
Wang Haochen and Huan Lingtong also moved in an instant, the sword and halberd appeared, and the two attacks came out, and they also pressed down on the ancient patriarch.
The old patriarch stood in the void with his hand holding his hand. Seeing Shen Fan taking a shot, a sneer appeared on his face. With a slap of his hand, a horrible source of power came out, and sent a sword blast towards Shen Fan. go with.
"boom!"
With a slight touch of the palm of the sword, with a muffled sound, Shen Fan's figure involuntarily shot back several feet away.
"Unexpectedly, there is no injury?" The ancient parents always saw that Shen Fan was just repulsed, and his face could not help but condensed slightly.
But before he could think about it, three attacks had already fallen in the air, causing his eyes to jump slightly. He could see that Wang Haochen and their four Rao cultivation bases were not very high, but their attacks were far more powerful than their cultivation bases. Even if it was him, he didn't dare to look down upon them.
Shen Fan's figure retreated, he took advantage of the palm of his hand to shoot, and his figure moved back again, falling directly on Bai Yu's back.
"This old guy is not easy, go down first!" Shen Fan shouted to Wang Haochen and others.
The ancient elder had already gained the ability to fly in the air, and fighting him in the air was too bad. After the blow, several people didn't care about the result, and urged the mount to go up and down to the ground.
The ancient family elder braced his arms, his Yuanli was like an umbrella cover and blocked his head.
"This old guy is amazing. If he doesn't solve him, he probably won't let me calm down. How can I do it?" The four jumped from the back of the mount, stood shoulder to shoulder in the front, and protected Shang Qingling and Xiao Yan. Behind.
The figure of the ancient ancestor slowly drifted down, staring at the four people, and said coldly: "The four generations want to do something with me too. I really don't know the heights."
The ancient patriarch was so confident that he stepped forward towards Wang Haochen and the others without any rush.
Wang Haochen's face couldn't help but a hint of anxiety rushed out. If it is really hard to touch, even Shen Fan, it is estimated that it will be difficult to stop the ancient family ancestors from blinking.
Wang Haochen is now the second-tier cultivation base of the Xianjie. Although his combat power is much stronger than that of the general advanced players, he can at best be able to balance slightly with the people of the sixth and seventh stages. Not yet an opponent.
Ju Youkong's eyes swept around, his eyes fell on the sacred tree of space, and a hint of joy was revealed in the depths of his eyes.
"You only need to help me distract him a little bit, and leave the rest to me!" he said.
Wang Haochen's expression couldn't help but he said: "Is there a way?"
"Believe me!" Ju Youkong nodded.
"Okay!" Shen Fan nodded, then stared at the old patriarch and said: "You can be a bit profitable, I don't think we can last long."
Wang Haochen, Shen Fan, and Huan Lingtong took the lead in fighting out. Ju You somersault took out an object and hid it in his palm, and then killed it.
"You few generations dare to tease my ancient family. Today, let you see the consequences of provoke our ancient family." The ancient patriarch snorted coldly, his palms were slightly erected, and the shot came out immediately, and there was a feeling in an instant. A huge handprint like a city wall swept towards Wang Jian and the four of them.
"The ancient family is a fart again. When I went back this time, I burned your old nest!" Shen Fan said with a scornful look.
The face of the ancient patriarch's hometown is steep, I don't know how many years, no one dares to look down on the ancient family so much, not to mention that he is still so bluntly despised in the presence of his old ancestor.
"Several generations, all have to die today!" The cold light in the eyes of the ancient family elders pierced Shen Fan's eyes like electricity, and the palms of their hands slowly clenched.
"Ju Youkong, you have to hurry up, but I'm betting my wealth and life on you." Seeing the cold light in the eyes of the ancient parents, Shen Fan also felt a panic, and couldn't help but mutter.
Wang Haochen made a low voice, the long sword in his hand pierced out, a flash of light shot out, and it hit the center of the palm print. Huan Lingtong and Shen Fan held tightly behind them, so they attacked one after another. Working together, just blocked the blink
Before the three of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the old patriarch slowly squeezed his right fist, and suddenly a tyrannical aura rose up, like a violent wind, and rolled away.
Feeling the spread and aura of the ancient elders, the three of them were palpitating.
(End of this chapter)