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Chapter 589: The Three Ancestors of Deadwood Pine

At this moment, countless people's eyes were focused on the little guy, and countless people were recalling the scene just now!

"What is that? I actually got in. I'm not mistaken?"

"That seems to be a spiritual beast? It can actually enter the Yuanjida Picture. Isn't the Yuanjida Picture closed? How can it still enter?"

When Huang Gongying chased after him, he only saw ripples flashing in Yuanjima's paintings. The little guy entered it as if he smashed a stone on the water surface, causing waves.

"Lord of the Palace, it actually penetrated into the Yuanjima picture!" Seeing the little guy penetrated into it, Huang Gongying stopped and stood there on the spot, only shocked in his heart.

Just such a small animal that is not a bird, a beast, has slept on him for so long, and there is no slight fluctuation on his body. It actually escaped repeatedly under his hands and rushed into the Yuanjida Picture. It is okay to escape from him, but it is impossible to enter the Yuanjida Picture and I dare not imagine it.

You should know that after the Yuanjida picture is closed, no one can enter, and it can only be turned on once every ten years.

Yan Qiao and Qu You also quickly caught up. Seeing that there were other people's comments in front of him, they were about to go forward.

Aliman stopped the two of them and sent a message to them and Huang Gongying, "Don't be impatient. This little guy has this ability. He must be an ancient alien species. He has not grown up yet and many abilities have not been discovered. It was brought into my sect by Hua Shenguang. When he woke up, he found Hua Shenguang in Yuanjima's paintings, so it should be a good thing to go in and look for Hua Shenguang. I guess that since it can go in, it can come out. Maybe he can also bring Hua Shenguang out, or help him survive in it."

Huang Gongying said: "The Lord of the Palace said, everyone, we should not make a statement now. If people from other sects know that it is from my Dharma Propagation Hall, it will cause us a lot of trouble. Even if Hua Shenguang comes out safely, it will be peeped and coveted by others, which will be unfavorable."

"Elder Huang is indeed far-sighted. We should be a spectator in this matter. We must not reveal the news. Elder Huang, other disciples in the hall have seen this little guy. You can send an order immediately. All the disciples who visited this Dimensional Dharma Assembly in my Dharma Hall must keep their mouths tight and must not talk about any major and small matters in the sect to others, otherwise they will be dealt with according to the rules of the sect!" Aliman immediately ordered.

Just as they were talking in the back, the three old men appeared. The three old men were all men, with white hair and beards, old faces and wrinkled skins, like dead trees that have been splendid for a long time, which will decay at any time. They don’t feel any breath on them, and they are completely one with the heaven and earth.

As soon as the three of them appeared, they calmed down the scene. Even the heads in charge of Yuan Jida Pictures saluted respectfully. They were the super masters who were secretly watching Yuan Jida Pictures, the three ancestors of Xiyuan City, known as the third ancestors of Dead Wood Pine!

"Even the three ancestors of the soul realm of Killer Wood Song have appeared. It seems that the little guy is shocking to people is quite extraordinary." Huang Gongying looked at the three ancestors and could not sense their existence at all. Only from their sharp eyes can we confirm that they are not three mummies, but three ancestors.

The Lord of Xiyuan City said respectfully: "I don't know the three ancestors, do you know what happened to the Yuanjima picture?"

One of them, the old man known as "Kurzu", waved his hand gently, signaling the Lord of Xiyuan City to retreat, and then looked at the sky in the distance. The gaze was deep and sharp, as if he wanted to see through a space.

"I don't know which master is. Since I'm here, why not come in and talk?" The ancestor's voice was hoarse and said softly, but it spread far and resounded in everyone's heart.

"Hahahaha, the master is not me, I am not a master, there are more people who are higher than me. You three old people have not had a good cultivation level. If something hadn't entered the Yuanjima picture just now, I was surprised and leaked the momentary aura, how could you three find out my existence?"

In the void, a sound came, causing everyone to find the source of the sound, but it was empty, how could ordinary people find it?

"Sneaking and uneasy, since that's the case, you'll offend!" Kuzu stretched out his wrinkled right hand and gently grabbed it into the void. Everyone felt a shock in their hearts, and then a claw mark suddenly appeared in the sky dozens of miles away. This scratch directly scratched the void.

"What a powerful strength!" Aliman exclaimed, and the voice came again: "Old thing, just because you still want to capture me, practice for another thousand years. In just one thousand years, your body may have been weathered, haha."

"Hmph! Finger withering and prosperous fingers!"

Kuzu missed his grasp and pointed out with one pointer. An energy that was so powerful that Aliman was even more despicable that he burst into the source of the sound. A storm spread everywhere, making everyone feel unstable.

At this time, another ancestor, known as Song Zu, gently pressed his hands, calmed the storm below and formed a barrier to isolate the dangerous battle above.

A rumbling explosion occurred above the sky, which was an explosion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, blooming with colorful sparks. The explosion was extremely powerful. If it was scattered, I am afraid that these people at the level of magic would be killed and injured.

"Everything withered!"

Another point of view seemed to have all things in the world withered under this finger and lost their vitality. Everyone has an extremely desolate artistic conception in their hearts.

"A good move, everything will wither. If you practice this magical skill, make yourself like a dead tree, be careful to wither yourself to death!" The hidden person seemed to not care, and laughed while making moves.

Then everyone saw a translucent cover suddenly appearing, creating something out of nothing, directly wrapping up a large area of ​​the sky, then rapidly shrinking to the size of a projectile, flying backward towards the Kuzu.

A substantial light burst out from Kuzu's eyes. Suddenly his body moved and he had reached a high altitude. His sleeves rolled up the projectile.

At the same time, the small projectile suddenly exploded, producing a devastating power no less than a nuclear bomb.

As Kuzu trembled, his sleeves waved repeatedly, directly suppressing the explosion with his own strength. Otherwise, the thousands of people below would not be able to withstand this powerful energy at all, and would be killed by large areas.

"Boom boom boom!"

The muffled sound rang continuously. During the process of resisting, Kuzu dripped a few drops of blood on his fingers to calm the power of the projectile.
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