225, [The Ancestor Comes Out]

This number is poisonous. Text Volume 225, [The Ancestor comes out of the mountain] "Dinglingling!"

The bronze bell on Mo Beihe's waist made a sound.

His right hand, which was stroking the bell, could not help but stop moving.

He only stopped for a moment, and then continued to stroke it, as if the bell making a sound was normal, he was used to it, and didn't pay much attention to it.

But in fact, he was using his spiritual sense to carefully explore the surroundings, and his heart was very solemn.

Since he took over the position of the head, this bronze bell has never been rung before.

The bronze bell is very magical, it can detect danger.

If there are practitioners above the sixth realm nearby who show murderous intent, the bronze bell will warn.

If the wearer of the bell is about to step into a dangerous place, this bell will also warn.

This bell was obtained by Master Tianque when he traveled in his early years. It is estimated that it is a long time old and an ancient relic.

Master Tianque relied on this bell to survive all the way to the seventh realm.

Without the warning of this bell, Master Tianque would have died countless times.

Sometimes, it is like this. A genius may not necessarily achieve anything. What if he dies halfway?

God is jealous of talents, it is a routine operation.

And after Master Tianque survived all his life and died of old age, the bell became the headmaster's token.

This thing is really stable, but it's a pity that the talents of the next disciples of Tianque Sect are not very good. What can they do if they survive to the peak period?

You can't get ahead!

The short and ugly Mo Dalang sat on a high chair, then quickly dodged to the right, and took out a long spear from the storage ring in his hand, which was twice as long as him.

The spear was black all over, but there was a lavender luster at the tip of the spear.

The pattern on the spear was very beautiful, engraved with two swimming dragons.

At the moment when Mo Beihe dodged, half of the house was torn apart. A burly man appeared from nowhere, holding a huge blade in his hand.

The bottom of the giant blade was jagged, and there were round holes on the upper part, with copper rings hanging in the round holes.

When the wind blew, the giant blade would make a whimpering sound, like a ghost crying.

"I let you dodge." Liu Ying looked at Mo Beihe coldly, and his eyes were fixed on the bell on his waist.

"Sure enough, this copper bell gave you a warning." He swung the giant blade again, and a fierce sword aura was generated. Mo Beihe resisted with a gun, and almost couldn't hold the spear in his hand.

"At least the sixth realm! It may even be the peak of the sixth realm!" Mo Beihe's face was very ugly.

A stream of light rushed towards the direction of the hall. The elders of Tianque Gate sensed the movement and flew over together.

Liu Ying looked around at everyone, and he was fearless.

He originally only wanted to take Mo Beihe away, because according to the description of the Lord Priest, he knew that it was Mo Beihe who gave the key.

But since he was discovered by this copper bell, he naturally couldn't take this dwarf away silently.

Fortunately, he just sensed that there was not even a sixth-level person in the entire Tianque Gate, so it was not difficult for him to slaughter the sect.

But the Lord Priest had told him not to make a fuss about this trip, and to be careful.

Even the Lord Priest couldn't figure out who took the key, and even broke ten fingers and blinded one eye for this.

Liu Ying knew that he was definitely not the opponent of such a great cultivator, and it was estimated that ten of him might not be able to beat the person who took the key.

Therefore, the purpose of his trip was just to find out who that person was from the Tianque Gate!

As for the key and the Taoist beads, they could only slowly plan them later.

Unlike the TV series, before a fight, the reasons and process must be stated. The battle at the top of the Tianque Gate was about to break out, but it was just a one-sided crushing.

Several elders couldn't even block Liu Ying's sword, and there was no need for ordinary disciples to come. If they came, they would just be food.

However, Liu Ying didn't seem to have the intention of killing people. After seriously injuring everyone, he stepped on Mo Beihe's right leg and crushed it directly.

The sound of bones breaking was very harsh.

"Tell me, who did you give this thing to, and I will spare your life."

"Otherwise, I will kill your whole family tonight!"

Mo Beihe looked at the portrait in Liu Ying's hand and recognized it at a glance.

Isn't this what we gave to Lu Xun?

Although his talent for cultivation is not very good, he is not a fool.

He can naturally think that this mysterious man who suddenly came to the door is going to cause trouble for Lu Xun.

Mo Beihe looked at him and said, "I haven't seen him, I don't know."

Liu Ying kicked him in the chest.

Mo Beihe slid across the ground and stopped when he hit the pillar.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Liu Ying fiercely, and said, "I don't know!"

It's not that he and Lu Xun hit it off at first sight and wanted to protect him.

But he was very clear about the interests involved.

First, it was unknown whether Liu Ying would spare everyone's life as he promised.

Putting hope on the enemy's mercy was childish and ridiculous.

Second, he didn't know what Lu Xun's purpose was in doing all this, or what the purpose of the Demon Sect was.

Now that I think about it, Lu Xun was looking for this thing, and Taishan was razed to the ground on the night he got this thing, there should be a big connection.

In addition, the mysterious man came to the door tonight...

It all revealed a little bit of unusualness!

Tianquemen...seems to be caught in a vortex.

And it may be swallowed up at any time!

Mo Beihe didn't know what had happened, nor did he know the real purpose of the strong man in front of him.

But he knew very well that he had been pushed to the table.

He had to gamble and make a choice.

The stakes were the entire Tianque Gate!

The development of the situation would be an unknown, and he couldn't predict what would happen next.

As the head of the sect, his responsibility was very simple.

Minimize the damage to the Tianque Gate and maximize the benefits!

All the people in the Tianque Gate respect me, respect me, listen to my orders, and have great power.

So, in this case, as the head of the Tianque Gate, he had to shoulder this responsibility.

In fact, at this time, the simplest choice was to kill the mysterious man in front of him.

In this way, not only would the problem at hand be solved, but Lu Xun of the Demon Sect would also owe the entire Tianque Gate a favor!

The key to the problem was how to kill?

Mo Beihe, the dwarf, was lying on the ground at this moment, and his whole body was twitching instinctively because of the pain.

His eyes were bloodshot, but he was not timid at all.

He was an orphan, and was taken to the mountain by the former head of Tianque Sect and accepted as a disciple.

The master treated him as his own son, and his fellow disciples were as close to him as brothers.

A little beggar became the head of a sect. Sometimes when he recalled the past, he felt like a dream.

Everything he had was given by Tianque Sect, and he had to pay it back sooner or later.

Because he was a beggar when he was a child, he seemed a little arrogant after entering the sect. In fact, he was using arrogance to cover up his inferiority in his heart.

People are always like this. The more they lack something, the more they try to show it.

But when Lu Xun came to Tianque Sect, he was so flattering.

The dwarf-like man fell to the ground and muttered to himself: "Lu Xun, you are the junior uncle of the Demon Sect. Your favor should be very valuable, right?"

He had made a decision.

Since you are at the gambling table, you must learn to win big with a small investment!

Mo Beihe practiced the skills, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning.

He was like a dwarf. There were so many short people in the Tianque Sect. There was a reason for this. It was not because they were born that way.

And this was the trump card of the Tianque Sect at the gambling table!

Mo Beihe yelled at the top of his lungs, spitting out blood and saliva:

"Burn my heart and blood, burn my blood!

"Please come out, ancestor!!!"

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