Chapter 1632: Evil ancestors

As the charm of the hand is crushed, after three breaths, there is a group of gods that float on the top of Lin Tian, ​​and draw a space portal. Immediately, the next moment, a dirty old man appeared. It was Lin Tian’s old confession that he had met in the airless space. After he stepped out of the space portal, he stepped on Lin Tian’s head.
"Kid, my old man is coming, soon?"
The old gangster lowered his head and looked down at Lin Tiandao.
Lin Tian's forehead jumped on the blue veins, and the old gangster smashed down from the top of his head: "Old things, where do you go?!" He couldn't breathe, the old guy actually chose to settle on his head. Definitely intentional!
The old-fashioned haha ​​laughed and slammed Lin Tian’s shoulder:
Don’t care about these little details.

Lin Tian gritted his teeth, whether in the air or in the present, this old guy always gave him the urge to punch a punch on his cheek.
Next to it, Ling Yun and Bai Hu looked at the old confuse that suddenly appeared, and then looked at Lin Tian, ​​and could not help but blink.
"Kid, can you not only summon the fierce demon fight? Can you summon people to fight?" White Tiger looked at Lin Tian, ​​knowing that the old gangster was called by Lin Tian, ​​and then his eyes fell on the old gangster, and his eyes were still squatting: "Is this a...People's pet? Do you have such a bad taste?!"
"Get out of the way, who will raise such an ugly person."
Lin Tian wants to shoot it.
The old gangster is directly on the head of the white tiger: "Small things, what people are pets?! Will you talk? Do you want my old man to teach you how to be a beast?"
The white tiger directly hurts his teeth and licks his mouth. His feet are holding his head, and he almost didn’t faint on the spot.
After the old gang patted the white tiger, he looked at Lin Tiandao: "Speak about the kid, what troubles do you have? Hurry! The old man I am copying the Chaos Wang Lao..." said, the old gangster suddenly moved and looked up toward the sky. Looked, his eyes fell directly on the black cone that covered the ancient lines. Immediately, his eyes immediately slammed: "Is this stuff not the evil cone of the old things?"
"Do you know it?" Lin Tian was a little surprised, and then he shook his head: "Forget it, don't care about it first." He quickly said: "Our divine power, power and essence are constantly being swallowed up by it. Can't resist it, you can solve this problem first and destroy the thing."
At this time, the power, the power and the essence of his body passed faster, and his face became pale.
At the same time, the situation of Lingyun and Baihu is naturally very bad, and it is even worse than Lin Tian’s situation.
Just because of the appearance of the old gangsters, the energy of the two men and one beast was briefly attracted by the old gangsters. At this time, the reaction came over, and the time became more uncomfortable than before the old confession, like the next moment.
The old punk looked at the black cone on the sky, and the body marked a faint sacredness, shrouded Lin Tian, ​​Ling Yun and Bai Hu, making the two people feel a loose body, and the body's divine power, Dao Li and Jing Yuan's passage stopped instantly. It’s down.
"Nothing continues!"
Lingyun and Baihu were surprised and happy.
"Old guy, it's fine."
Lin Tiandao.
Although I have known from the no-clothes that the old gangster is a peak god, it is absolutely powerful, but when I see the other side easily blocking the horrible swallowing power from the black cone, he still can not help but be a little surprised. .
Almost at the same time, on the sky, the square cone vibrated, and there was a raging Wuman who swayed toward Lin Tian and others.
This is a very sinister man, and wherever he goes, the solid curse of the void is directly annihilated on the spot.
The old mix was slightly blinking, and the two eyes flashed through the two eyes, and the black mans from the black cone smashed.
"Old evil sticks, after so many years, actually still doing this kind of work, and not losing people?"
The old gangster looked at the black cone on the sky, and there was a kind of contemptuous question.
Lin Tian moved, from the old confession called the black cone is the "evil ancestors of the evil spirits", to this time the old gangsters and the scorpion on the sky, such a sloppy opening, he thoroughly read out, this old The guy is very familiar with the black cone on the sky.
The old punk itself is the peak of the Emperor, how can an ancient artifact that is familiar to the Emperor of the Dragon, how can it be unusual?
Suddenly he felt that the origin of this black cone was probably awkward.
"The evil ancestors? The evil cones? What else do you say? What is going on?"
He asked the old gangster.
Next to it, Lingyun and Baihu also looked at the old mix, and they were very confused about the old words before and after the old mix.
At the same time, in this piece of Xianfu, some of the strongest people of the Night South found Lin Tian, ​​all of them are exposed to the cold. Before, the Shenguang, who was beaten back by the black-shirt youth, almost all of the night-nan strongmen who lived in this Xianfu knew Lin Tian, ​​knowing that Lin Tian had killed a few of their children and looked at Lin Tian’s The eyes are naturally very cold.
Of course, they will not think about it. It is the people who are the one who wants to kill Lin Tian at the beginning. Lin Tian just fights back.
"Little thief!"
There is a half-step of the fairy, and the killing is not hidden.
The rest found that Lin Tian’s night-nature monks also had a killing in their eyes.
However, at this time, these people are not moving. Most of them are desperately resisting the kind of power from the sky, the power of the power, the power and the power of the essence. There is no leisure energy to attack the forest. day.
"Hey, boy, these people want to kill you, what do you do to hurt things? Let's listen."
The old mixed-race road is naturally aware of the killing of Lin Tian’s people, and they are quite interested.
Lin Tian glanced at the monks of the Night Nan nationality and did not care at all. These people simply could not threaten him.
"Don't worry about them, talk about the black cone."
He squinted at the old mixed road.
The old gang whispered, looking at the sacred cone on the sky, squinting: "This thing is called the ascending cone, the weapon of the ancestors of the ancient ancestors, the old evil scorpion used this broken awl to confuse others as holy sects. In the process of using, this broken awl unconsciously helps him to absorb the power, laws and essence of countless creatures as his energy storage. Even, in the end, after a period of time, connected The user's magical laws and so on will be swallowed up and become directly his shackles."
The old punk continued: "After that, the front user was swallowed up by the magical law and the fine element, and this broken awl was used by the next person as a holy treasure, and continued to help others absorb the power of others. The law and the essence, and finally become the other, in order to reciprocate. So, the old evil stick is lying still, the energy source continues to get a huge amount of divine power, to nourish oneself and do other uses. And even, you can get a lot of battles, really a million."