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Chen Yang smiled proudly, then restrained his good thoughts, and glanced back at the Ancestor Hall, the aura around his body flickered, and the red light rose up to wrap it in it, and broke through the sky towards the bottom of the mountain. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

However, after only flying dozens of zhang away, the red mang slammed down, revealing Chen Yang's figure, only to see his brows furrowed, his face full of surprise. Suddenly he closed his eyes and released his divine sense, as if sensing something.

"Somebody sneaking around there, show up!"

After a while, Chen Yang's eyes opened, Sen Han's killing machine flashed, and he said coldly to a place not far away, and then, sacrificing the Qingmang umbrella, after a slight rotation, he sprinkled a large piece of sunset to protect his whole body, and slapped the storage bag again, and several magic weapons flew around his body, and the whole person looked like he was facing a great enemy.

After half an hour, there was silence and no response.

"Hmph! It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin. Okay, let's invite everyone to come out!" Chen Yang snorted coldly, flicked his ten fingers in succession, and the red sword qi came out in a row, attacking somewhere nearby like a spiritual snake.

I saw that the place that was originally empty suddenly became magnificent, and after a burst of band writhing, a thick shield with a shrouded aura appeared out of thin air, and the sword qi hit it, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no bolan at all!

Chen Yang's face changed slightly, although those few sword qi were sent out by him casually, the power was no worse than the full force of the early stage of foundation building monks. Unexpectedly, he was actually defended by the opponent's weight, which couldn't help but surprise him.

Could it be ...... Chen Yang's heart froze, and he faintly had some bad thoughts, and hurriedly looked at it. Through the protective shield, there were more than ten black-robed monks standing tall and short, and three of them were seen by Chen Yang, it was the black-robed old man and his two junior disciples.

But the leader of this group of people is a handsome young man with a white face, but he has strange white hair, staring at himself coldly, with a sneering look on his face, and the spiritual power on his body is like a high mountain and an abyss, with extraordinary momentum, and like the flames of the burning of the raging Aishang novel net, churning endlessly.

Monk Jindan! Such an amazing spiritual power must be a monk Jindan!

Chen Yang's face remained unchanged, but his heart sank suddenly, only to feel that his mouth was unusually dry, and he secretly smiled bitterly.

I'm really afraid of something. If I had known, I wouldn't have been delayed in the Patriarch Hall for so long, and it would have been better to have carved up the treasures and leave earlier, or let the young people of the Golden Crown come out first to attract the attention of the other party, and it would be a good choice for them to take the opportunity to slip away.

And the illusion prohibition they arranged when they were ambushing was also wonderful, even with their extremely keen divine sense, they only found some clues after they were deceived into close range. Otherwise, I would rather risk the unknown and leave from the back mountain.

However, it is also fortunate that his divine consciousness has been mutated and enhanced in this ruins, otherwise, I am afraid that I will step into the ambush circle and not know it!

Chen Yang's mind was racing, and he thought of a lot in the blink of an eye.

He immediately stepped back quietly, and secretly made up his mind to adopt a procrastination trick, at least until the young man with the golden crown came out, to share some attention for himself, so that he could be a fish in troubled waters and escape while the chaos was taking advantage of the chaos.

The white-haired young man waved his hand, and the thick light mask flashed a few times, and then disappeared without a trace.

Then he whispered a few words, and the others nodded in agreement, scattered, formed a semicircle, and slowly approached forward, blocking the way down the mountain, leaving Chen Yang with the slightest chance to escape.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed, and he didn't make any movement after all, he looked coldly at the movements of a black-robed monk, and was silent.

He wasn't afraid that the other party would be overwhelmed, to be honest, if it weren't for the white-haired young man's presence, he wouldn't have taken these black-robed monks seriously, even if he didn't use the ancient beasts, he would have seven or eight percent certainty of escaping.

Most of Chen Yang's mind was on the white-haired boy. It's strange to say, the spiritual power movement on the white-haired boy's body only looks similar to that of the early Jindan monk, but for some reason, it gives Chen Yang an extremely dangerous feeling, and he can't help but feel that he is a head shorter than the other party, and even makes him feel an unrivaled feeling of frustration.

This kind of feeling, not to mention the middle-aged scribe he killed at the beginning, even his master Feng Daoling, as a mid-stage Jindan monk, never let him have it. Chen Yang even felt that as long as he made the slightest reckless move, he would inevitably be intercepted by this person's thunderous blow, and he would definitely not be able to escape.

The white hair on Chen Yang's back poured out cold sweat, and in a blink of an eye, the clothes behind him were wet, but his face was still pretending to be calm, and with one hand, he clasped the small ruler rune treasure in his hand.

The ancient beast also let out a low roar like rolling thunder in its throat, staring at the black-robed monks with a ferocious look, and its limbs kept moving, looking ready to attack.

"Dare to ask all the Daoists who are stopping you, what are you doing?" Chen Yang asked with a calm face, as soon as the words came out, he himself was startled, only to feel that his voice was hoarse, and his voice was extremely unpleasant, so he hurriedly pursed his lips and coughed lightly.

"Oh. As early as a few days ago, the old man found out that there were still fellow Taoists in this ruins, but he had always been on the same side, which made the old man very regretful. I thought I would miss it with my fellow Daoists like this, but I didn't expect to meet here. Hehe. ”

The white-haired young man looked Chen Yang up and down, and then his eyes lingered on the ancient beast for a moment, before he smiled lightly and said in a somewhat old-fashioned manner.

What made Chen Yang's heart sink even more was that the ancient beast actually cowered a little in the face of the white-haired young man's gaze, although the ancient beast was not highly intelligent, but because of this, its beast's intuition was even keen. Its appearance is even more unfathomable to the white-haired boy.

"I didn't expect that I would meet so many seniors and Taoist friends here, it's really a blessing for three lives!" Chen Yang said with a reluctant smile. But his heart became more and more anxious, why haven't a few young people with the golden crown come out yet, there won't be other exits in the Patriarch Hall, right?

Thinking of this, his heart became even more uneasy. But the prohibition of the Patriarch Hall completely isolated the divine sense, even if he wanted to inquire about it, he couldn't get it.

"Hehe, Daoist friend is polite. This is the Patriarch Hall of the True Yang Gate, right?" The white-haired young man's eyes narrowed slightly and swept over the pavilion behind Chen Yang, I don't know if he found the prohibition outside the pavilion, and said with a shocked expression on his face for the first time.

"Not bad. The seniors' eyes were like torches. Chen Yang couldn't do anything, so he had to answer stiffly, but he became more and more depressed in his heart, this kind of feeling of being a knife and a fish is really bad.

"As long as I can escape this time, I will try my best to get rid of Dan no matter what. Chen Yang was ruthless in his heart and thought secretly.

"Hmm. That's good. Just now, the old man was quite happy to see Daoyou, and he must have gained a lot in it. The old man has admired the True Yang Gate for a long time, and he is even more interested in the treasures that have been handed down from it, I wonder if you can meet the old man's wish and open the old man's eyes?"

"This ...... Being able to get the guidance of the seniors is a good thing that the younger generations can't ask for. It's just that the juniors have nothing to gain in the ancestral hall, I'm afraid I'll disappoint the seniors!" Chen Yang hesitated for a while, said with a slight uneasiness on his face, and when he saw the white-haired young man's face sinking, he hurriedly said again:

"However, the younger generation has some gains in the previous place, and they are all treasures left over from the True Yang Gate, so it is better to ......" Under the unkind gaze of the white-haired young man, the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and finally he couldn't say it anymore.

"Why, do you think that the old man will believe it under the pretext of the Taoist friend? Do you think that the old man is a person who is easy to deceive? Or do you think that the old man is not a trustworthy person, for fear that the old man will not pay it back?"

The white-haired young man's face was gloomy, and he asked one after another. I was furious in my heart. If it weren't for the fear that the other party would be desperate and burn with the treasures and jade he found, where would he talk so much nonsense!

Other treasures may be difficult to damage, but he has just seen that the treasure he has harvested in the Ancestral Master Hall has at least one jade slip, and he is very greedy. Who doesn't know that the secret techniques of the True Yang Gate back then were the best in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm. Perhaps, it is one of them recorded in the jade slip.

This is also the reason why even if he is itchy and scratchy, he wants to kill this obnoxious boy immediately and take the treasure over, but he still forcibly presses it.

"However, if he wants to fool around, or if he wants to threaten the old man with this, it is wishful thinking! Don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" The white-haired young man is also a ruthless person, his face is silent, and he has made up his mind in a blink of an eye.

"The juniors don't dare to ......" Chen Yang's expression changed, and he said with a smile.

"That Daoyou just thinks that the strength is enough to compete with the old man. What is the reliance of Daoyou? Could it be that Daoyou and this kitten who is only at the level of a fifth-level demon beast can't do it? Hmph, what a joke!"

The white-haired young man said in a cold tone, with murderous intent looming in his eyes, and his tone was extremely contemptuous, as if the ancient beasts of the Jindan stage were not looked at by him at all.

He is just a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and he really doesn't know where he got such a big confidence. Chen Yang muttered in his heart, seeing that he didn't agree with the other party, he was about to make a move.

Chen Yangzheng didn't know what to do, and suddenly saw the white-haired young man frowning, and his face was full of strange colors.

He was slightly stunned, and then he heard the sound of footsteps, and his heart suddenly became overjoyed.

The white-haired young man glanced at Chen Yang deeply, only to realize that he had made a mistake before, the other party was just a delaying strategy, but he had completely deceived him.

It's really a goose all day long, but the geese peck their eyes!

The white-haired young man was furious in his heart, but he still waved his hand calmly, signaling the black-robed monks to take a few steps back and get ready.

Then he put his expressionless hands behind his back, looked coldly at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and said nothing!

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