Chapter 8: The ghost of the devil, the power of the devil

　　 "Don't panic." Luo Hui sent a message to Ao Zheng, calming his mind.
　　 Ao Zheng was oppressed by a powerful aura at this time, and he wanted to escape. After all, he was only a golden fairy, and the other party was a big Luo Jinxian. The gap between them was more than a thousand miles. If it is a battle, there is no need for a single move.
　　 The next moment, an old way appeared in front of Ao Zheng, who was the ancestor of Qingyun Mountain's emergence.
　　 "You won't leave yet!" The ancestor Yuhua said in a deep voice.
　　 "Poor Dao can't leave without leaving, what to do with you?" Ao Zheng said proudly, but his heart was a little trembling.
　　 "The reptiles are looking for death." The feathered ancestor flicked the dust, and in an instant, thousands of white filaments attacked Ao Zheng, and he arrived in front of Ao Zheng in an instant.
If this blow is hit, I am afraid that Ao Zheng is about to be beaten into a hedgehog, but Luo Hu is hiding beside him. How can he watch Ao Zheng die down? Just one foot away from Ao Zheng, a black flower The lotus flower appeared at the feet of Ao Zheng.
　　 Ten thousand black qi rises and turns into a barrier, protecting Ao Zheng in it.
　　 boom...
　　 Thousands of white silks hit the wall of air, as if hitting cotton, unable to be effective, and gradually dissipated.
　　 "The highest grade Xiantian Lingbao Twelve-Rank Destroying Black Lotus!" The ancestor of Yuhua was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the Golden Dragon Clan still had such a treasure. How could he not be excited.
Although the attack was blocked, the ancestors of Feathering believed that this Golden Dragon Clan could only block it by relying on the defense of the Twelfth-Rank Desire Black Lotus, as long as they attacked with all their strength, even if there was a Twelfth-Rank Destroyer. Black lotus is also useless.
"Why do fellow Daoists embarrass the poor Dao's mount? Is it because he wants to deal with the poor Dao." At this time, Luo Hui lifted his ban and appeared beside Ao Zheng, his hand stretched out, and the twelfth-rank extinct black lotus turned into A palm-sized lotus platform fell into Luo Hu's hands.
　　 Seeing Luo Hui's appearance, the ancestor Yuhua looked a little ugly. It turned out to be a trap. It's no wonder that the breath of Lingbao's birth would leak out, which was obviously intentional.
　　 "Does the Taoist friends come here to lead the poor and want to kill people and seize the treasure?" The ancestor Yuhua said lightly.
　　 Although Luo Hui is a demon ancestor, he is a bit perverse, but he does not make a sneak attack. If not, if he had just attacked directly, the feathered ancestor in front of him would have been seriously injured.
　　The reason why Luo Yu showed up was to kill people and win treasures openly. This is in line with the magic way. It is the villain's so-called secretly that the magic way should be rash.
"The treasures of the wild and wild live in those who have the ability, and the Taoists of the poor Taoist have no luck or luck. There should not be treasures to hide. Therefore, the Taoists are invited by the Taoists to collect the spiritual treasures from the Taoists." Luo Hui looked like what I said was the truth.
　　 "Hmph, who will receive whose spirit treasure is yet to be known." The ancestor of Yuhua shot directly, motivating the law of heaven and earth to give Qingyu a dust, and he played a magical power against Luohu.
　　 Suddenly, a violent storm raged, and the Qingyu whisked into a thousand feet, entwining Luohu.
　　 "This kind of trail, I dare to show ugliness." Luo Hu was motionless, but a figure jumped out of him. This is the ghost of Luo Hu, with half of Luo Hu's mana.
　　 handed the twelfth-rank exterminating black lotus to the hands of the ghost of the demon road, Luo Hui withdrew from the battlefield, he wanted to see how this supernatural power he was pushing to perform?
　　 The next moment, the ghost shadow passed through the entanglement of the clear feather whisk, and came directly to the feathered ancestor's side. A demon thunder was struck, and in an instant, the sky thunder exploded, and a gloomy thunderbolt struck down.
　　 "You are Demon Ancestor Luo Hu!" Seeing the demon thunder, the ancestor Yuhua immediately recognized Luo Hu's identity, his face was extremely solemn, and he quickly changed to resist with all his strength.
　　 The whisk turned into an umbrella, blocking the devil thunder.
　　 The demon ancestor Luo Hui is a good man in the ancient world, helping the monks and eradicating the beasts is a great act of kindness, and now even setting a trap to calculate him, this is not in line with the image of the demon ancestor Luo Hui in the legend.
　　 Luohu didn't talk nonsense with the ancestor Yuhua, he fell in love with the whisk in the hand of the ancestor Yuhua. Although he didn't use it, he could use it for his subordinates or disciples in the future.
　　 High-grade Xiantian Lingbao is not Chinese cabbage, there are not many in the prehistoric.
　　 Immediately, another ghost ghost walked out of Luo Huo, and joined the previous ghost ghost to fight the Yuhua ancestor. For a time, he forced the Yuhua ancestor to retreat.
　　 "This supernatural power still has some power, but it is a pity that the current cultivation base of the poor Dao can only be divided into three paths. If it can be divided into ten thousand paths, that would be great."
　　 Luo Hui muttered in his heart, if he could separate the ten thousand dao, confront the enemy, and directly appear the ghost of the ten thousand dao, each one has half of Luo Hui's mana, this is simply a sea of ​​people tactics!
　　 "Luo Hui, poor Dao has no grievances with you, why are you like this?" The ancestor Yuhua shouted.
　　 Now Luo Hui hasn't done it personally yet. He has only driven him to such a field with two dharmakayas, which makes him scared and already has a budget to escape.
　　 However, Luohu didn't talk to him at all. Instead, UU read www.uukanshu.com and pinched his handprints to set up the Luosha formation. Once this formation came out, even the ancestor of Yuhua would not be able to escape.
　　 Ao was watching Luo Hui fighting with the Yuhua ancestor, shocked in his heart, and admired Hongyun even more.
　　 Before the main body made a move, he forced the opponent to such a field.
　　 Luohuo separated another ghost ghost, the three ghost ghosts united, and instantly suppressed the feathered ancestor, but it was a bit difficult to win, let alone beheaded.
　　 After a while, Luo Yu nodded in satisfaction with the ghost shadow, then put away his magical powers, stepped out, and came to the ancestor Yuhua.
　　 "The Taoist friends are so incompetent. You will die sooner or later in the wilderness, and the poor road will send you a ride." Luo Hui stretched out his hand, and the devilish energy poured out from all directions, and finally converged into one point.
　　 A magic sword appeared, directly hitting the chest of the feathered ancestor, the magic sword turned into devilish energy into the body of the feathered ancestor.
　　 "The Demon Ancestor Luo Hui is a wicked person, a ruthless person, how can he be called a good person?" As soon as the voice fell, the feathered ancestor immediately disappeared.
　　 Luo Hui looked at the fall of the feathered ancestor, without a trace of pity in his eyes, so weak, who died?
　　 "Pan Dao has never said that he is a good person." Luo Hui came to the corpse of the ancestor Yuhua, stretched out his hand, and Qingyu Fuchen appeared in his hand.
　　 If you look carefully, this thing is also rare. The high-grade innate spirit treasure can be given to disciples in the future.
　　 "Ao Zheng, you can see and understand, this is ‘pirate’." Luo Hui looked at Ao Zheng and said slowly.
　　 "Master, what about the saint you are talking about?"
　　 "The Da Luo Jinxian is the quasi-sage, and the quasi-sage is the sage, so you can understand."
　　 "Little Dragon is dull, just knows a little." Ao Zheng said respectfully.
　　 "Enough."