The old Taoist priest was slashed with smoke all over his body, and his expression was both aggrieved and innocent. He said nothing!

But the moment of surprise in my heart is uncontrollable, okay?

When you see someone who is particularly familiar with whom that person is a former big man, you will definitely subconsciously think of his name in your heart?

Is this abnormal?

Is this going to be struck by lightning?

And here is hell!

A place where a thunder can never appear in billions of years!

If it were before today, if someone asked the old Taoist priest about Tianlei, he would have smiled kindly and said-

"Child, that thing is a legend. It does not exist in this world. I have lived so much and have never seen thunder in hell!"

He was struck by lightning for the first time just now, and he had already thought about how to tell stories to the younger generations in the race in the future.

"It was an originally calm afternoon... The first thunder in the history of hell fell on your ancestors and me!"

Then the younger generation must have been both surprised and shocked, and asked him what it felt like to be struck by lightning.

Then he would answer: "Feel? Nothing to feel!"

"How could a mere thunder hurt your powerful ancestor me?"

But now, he no longer intends to tell this story.

Tired!

real.

Wen Jun, Zi Jin and others on the other side also looked at the old Taoist priest struck by lightning with a speechless look on his face.

Their expressions were also full of confusion.

Shan Gu also looked up and looked at it: "There are rainy days in hell?"

The old Taoist priest really wanted to slap him!

It's rainy and you're headed!

This is thunder!

Do you think ordinary lightning can strike me like this?

If you want to see that kind of thunder, I can create millions of ways for you in a minute!

It's OK to make it a sea of ​​thunder!

Si Yin was still very kind and asked with concern: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little accident, of course there won't be any trouble." The old Taoist priest looked at Si Yin and thought to himself that the little girl was so cute. This body of blood and energy fluctuated. Oh, it's so familiar...

Click!

Another thunder struck him.

If it weren't for such a group of people, the old Taoist priest would have cried.

What kind of evil did Master Dao do?

Why are you struck by lightning one after another?

No... What's this a bunch of monsters that emerged from?

The enemy with the Creation Liquid in the mouth of the bird in the Pantheon of the World is them?

Damn it, isn't this a damn death?

Is that bird blind?

ah?

There are six people in total, and four are of great origin!

He has been slashed four times!

Xiaobai, Wenjun, Zijin, Si Yin and others were also a little speechless.

I thought to myself, what happened to this old Taoist priest?

How come you are struck by lightning one after another?

Are we really a great existence?

Not even recognized?

But why aren't you recognized?

Didn’t the gods in the Pantheon recognize them?

Xiaobai and Wenjun were even more surprised.

Xiaobai: Did this old Taoist really recognize their origin and was retaliated against? But why did the fallen archangel just now... still claim to be one of the gods and Buddhas in the heavens? Why didn't he recognize it?

Question: Isn’t my roots the great gods in the north in the late ancient times? As for such a powerful top-level boss in hell, he was struck by lightning?

If this is the case, then the great gods of the southern birds will come, and he will not be killed?

The old Taoist priest was already charred, and he spitted out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another. He looked at Shan Gu and Si Yin with a look of grief and anger, and roared: "Spli, spli, spli, spli, I want to see the remaining two. Could it be that they are..."

He said, turning his gaze to Shan Gu and Si Yin.

Click!

Click!

Two more thunders fell from the sky.

a long time.

The old Taoist priest was still lying there and unwilling to get up.

He regrets it very much!

"I'm so stupid. Really, I know the reason why birds of a feather flock together. I've clearly told myself in my heart that I shouldn't look at it. Maybe I'll be struck by lightning, but why didn't I follow my heart? Why do I still see it? If I don't look at it, I can't be struck by lightning. If I don't be struck by lightning, I can't lie here. I've done nothing! I didn't do anything to you that harms you, why should I do this to me?"

The old Taoist priest muttered there without tears, looking desperate.

Even Xiaobai didn't want to provoke him at this time.

After a while, when the old Taoist priest seemed to calm down, he asked softly: "Is this... your race? What special circumstances are there?"

"You big-headed ghost special!"

The old Taoist priest was furious and stood up from the ground with a carp, glaring at Bai Muye: "What is my race? See clearly, Taoist is a human! Human! A human race like you!"

"There are people in hell?" Caiyi murmured quietly.

The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and did not want to talk to these people.

The atmosphere is so embarrassing.

Caiyi glanced at Xiaobai, saying that she had said the wrong thing?

Xiaobai gave her a reassuring look.

So Caiyi felt at ease.

Even if they understand their current situation, even they can see that even the Xiaobai seems to be powerless to do anything about the problems they are facing.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is there, they will feel at ease.

"The human race cannot be said to be the largest race in this world, but at least, it is also a race that can be included in the top ten!"

The old Taoist priest waited for a while before he said quietly: "So there are humans in all worlds. Is it strange that people appear in hell? You don't know that 99% of the most lively era in hell are humans."

This is not easy to answer.

So everyone fell silent.

In the end, Xiaobai spoke up to help the old Taoist priest win the emperor: "Don't worry, there will be no more in the future."

The old Taoist priest said to himself that I believe you!

You are afraid that you don’t know who you were, and your words are the most unpredictable!

The old Taoist priest couldn't help thinking, and suddenly he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky above his head.

I noticed that there was no movement, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

I was scared of being struck by lightning.

Grandma has never been struck by thunder for eternity, but now she has been struck six times in the blink of an eye.

If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have been killed several times long ago!

Is there anything more speechless than this?

Of course the answer is still there.

Because Bai Muye looked at him with a puzzled look, "That ugly guy just now is really your descendant? How could a person... have that kind of descendant?"
To be continued...