Chapter 326 Ancestor God

side hall.

Ten members of the two-winged and horn-winged tribe sat around, guarding the central hall, with a slightly sad look on their brows: "The ancestor god warned earlier, there was an invasion of evil spirits from outside the sky, and the patriarch and others went to support them. I don't know what the situation is?"

"Our mission is to protect this ancestral temple! With the hall and formations left by the ancestral gods... Even if there are demons, it is enough to support the patriarch and the others back."

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One by one, the two-winged and horn-winged clansmen transmitted voices to each other, but they were not too nervous.

In their view, their horn-winged tribe has survived for hundreds of thousands of years in this world, and their lives in the future will inevitably be like this.

Not to mention, there is still the protection of the ancestor gods.

Hoo hoo!

However, at this moment, traces of thin mist suddenly appeared around.

A few of the Horned Wings were stunned for a moment, and soon fell asleep.

The way of dream masters is aimed at things with spiritual wisdom, and naturally these alien races cannot escape.

boom!

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the hall, and a golden light came out.

When the mist meets the golden light, it immediately disappears like winter snow meeting spring sun.

"Not good...there is an enemy attack!"

A member of the Horned Wing tribe was startled and roared, but it was too late.

call out!

A ray of sword light came to it in an instant, the brilliance was shining, it suddenly cut out, and struck with wind and thunder!

boom!

With just one sword strike, half of the horn-winged tribe's wings were cut off, and they flew upside down screaming.

"Elder Law Enforcement?"

"There are foreign enemies!"

"It's a demon, quickly activate the formation!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan just smiled slightly and moved his fingers: "Three Talents Sword Formation, get up!"

Boom!

A large sword array emerged, and three sword pillars soared into the sky, arranged in a character shape, with the appearance of water, fire and thunder in them.

This method of sword formation can be used not only for single-person battles, but also for large-scale sieges.

Enveloped by the sword array, at least seven or eight guardians of the Jiaoyi tribe were surrounded, roaring wildly.

"Even if the eight third-level Void Saints join forces, it will take time to break through my three-talented sword array!"

Fang Yuan didn't even look at it, turned around and rushed into the hall.

boom!

The gate exploded, revealing the building behind it.

The palace is huge, with an empty altar in the middle, on which a god is worshipped, with a curtain falling, it is not clear, but there are several gates around it, which are in the style of a warehouse.

"Bold demon, dare to offend our ancestor god!"

The rest of the Horned Wings chased them in like crazy, even the seriously injured one was no exception.

"Ancestral God? Not interested!"

Fang Yuan let out a long breath, and the four spiritual veins on his back converged, vaguely forming a shape, and the power of seven yuan exploded: "Get out!"

With his three-level virtual saint and four-vein Martial Ancestor realm, he burst out with all his strength, and the air froze for a moment. A slightly illusory fist figure emerged and stepped out of the door. The remaining two horn-winged tribesmen immediately flew backwards, spilling blood all the way into the sky.

"I'm taking it by surprise, but I can buy up to 30 breaths of time. When the Sancai sword formation outside is broken, I will run away immediately!"

While thinking about it, Fang Yuan rushed directly to the warehouse without even looking at the statue in the center.

Maybe there are better treasures there, but people know that they don't have much confidence to take risks, so it's better to get some benefits.

boom!

Although there was a spell on the door of the warehouse, it was not enough in his eyes. With a shake of his arms, the power of Qiyuan exploded, and the frame fell apart immediately.

"Huh? It seems to be a granary. These are all yellow rice, enough to feed hundreds of people for a year... If it were an ordinary dream master, this would be a reserve for hundreds of years... Take it away!"

Immediately, the mountains and rivers flashed, and the bags of yellow rice were emptied, and my heart was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

Even if he moved extremely fast, fifteen breaths had passed since he came out of the granary. At this time, the sword array outside was roaring, and the mind was connected. There was news. The combination of internal and external forces breaks the formation, and the collapse is faster.

"Give me...break!"

Fang Yuan didn't dare to be negligent, so he smashed open another warehouse door, and saw the brilliance inside, but piles of Yuanjing, like sundries, scattered on the ground, and there were several rows of wooden frames, on which the crystals The colors vary, with subtle fluctuations.

"It's all good stuff, take it away!"

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, several wooden shelves disappeared immediately, and then swept Yuanjing wildly.

This Fang Dongtian seems to have a lot of aura, and the quality of this batch of Yuanjing is quite good.

But, halfway through receiving it, Fang Yuan let out a muffled snort, and three beams of light flew towards him and sank into his body, which turned out to be three divine swords.

"Have already broken my three-talented sword formation? Sure enough, the ten virtual saints have joined forces, which should not be underestimated!"

He immediately stopped and rushed out of the hall.

"Water and fire are merciless, Lord Thunder will kill you! With the power of seven yuan, break it for me!"

boom!

Martial arts and sword energy erupted, blasting towards the roof of the hall, immediately blasting a big hole, a green hurricane emerged from Fang Yuan's body, flying into the sky.

"Ancestor God..."

Seeing this scene, the horn-winged people who came belatedly saw this scene, and their eyes were tearing up: "Please punish this sinner!"

"Um?"

During the prayer, the curtain was raised, revealing the figures enshrined in it.

The golden light shone like a raging flame, spreading out all at once.

Fang Yuan looked at the statue, but his heart was shocked.

This statue is wearing golden armor, with a dragon head and a human body. It looks majestic, but it is not the long-distance saint I imagined!

"Who is this statue? Why does it look a bit like a dragon? Wait a minute... There is no rule that Changli must be a human..."

Ho ho!

The heavy majesty burst out, with the divinity of dominating the common people and the spirit of heaven and earth! It was Long Wei!

"Just a god statue has such majesty! I'm afraid the real dragon in the water world can't compare with the main body?"

Fang Yuan quickly backed up, and at this moment, ten Horned Wing tribesmen seemed to have prayed for some kind of formation. In the flashing golden light, they turned into a golden five-toed dragon claw, broke through the void in an instant, and came in front of him.

"This is the claw of the real dragon!"

For a moment, Fang Yuan only felt that the surrounding space was stagnant, and there was even an unbearable creaking sound, and his complexion could not help but change drastically.

But at this moment, in the real dream, something seemed to sense it, and began to emit a subtle dragon chant.

"Um?"

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yuan moved immediately, took out his dragon ball and blocked it in front of him.

Ho ho!

Amidst the dragon chant, a small golden blue dragon phantom emerged, with a single horn on top of its head, four claws on its abdomen, three toes on each claw, and a plain dragon tail. It was the most orthodox image of a dragon.

As the dragon's air emerged, the golden dragon claw seemed to hesitate for a moment, and flicked slightly.

In the midst of the golden light, Fang Yuan flew upside down and went away in an instant.

"This Dragon God..."

In the green hurricane, he wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his consciousness sank into a real dream.

I saw that the jiaozhu was still there, but the jiaolong inside was sluggish, and even several cracks appeared on the surface of the bead.

This is the end of the opponent's mercy!

"The Dragon God Ancestor God... which one is it?"

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled: "The sage Changli has fallen, that's for sure, but the ancestor god still has power, maybe it's the spirit of the cave? Or some spiritual creature that the sage subdued back then? It's hard to say... such a big Yes, even if you fall, a little unconscious thought can remain, showing its power..."

"However... it is certain that I have turned into a real dragon now. Fortunately, I have the same origin of the dragon orb, so it hesitated for a while, otherwise it will be seriously injured... From this point, it can be seen that this god is just a pan-conscious person. , has not yet fully developed spiritual wisdom..."

At this time, of course, he didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the meeting place that he had agreed with the Ye family sisters.

...

Just after approaching, there was a subtle voice in the wind:

"Hey...You sisters, it's better to follow the old man. That kid is young, what kind of taste does he know? Is there anyone who knows the cold and the hot like me?"

A voice came, and it was Yin Xie.

This person did not know what supernatural power he had used, but he came after them and blocked the Ye family sisters.

At this time, he turned into a black mist and surrounded the two sisters, and the obscene voice kept coming out, which was breathtaking: "Although Fang Yuan's divine sword is sharp, but he rashly attacked most of the Horned Wing Clan, even if he succeeded, he would be seriously injured. , how could I be afraid of him? Hehe... Most of these are protected by ancestor gods. This is top-secret information, don't you know? This is the gap between foundation and background... Even your Ye family is in decline down!"

"Old ghost Yin, you look dignified on the outside, but don't you know how to practice the method of harvesting and nourishing when you are our sister?"

In the black mist, bright butterflies fluttered, with tassels hanging down, guarding the two women. Ye Shuhua said bitterly: "Even if our sisters die, don't fall into your hands!"

"Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine!"

Yin Xie's eyes flashed brightly: "However... even if your sister is a chaste and strong woman, wait until you fall into my five-color misty mist, how long can you last?"

During the words, the black mist turned, with a little colorful light.

Inside the butterfly, the complexions of the two girls changed, water ripples appeared in their eyes, their breathing was rapid, their faces were blushing, and they seemed confused.

"Bold!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan was furious immediately, and a thunder sword cut into the mist.

Bark!

Lightning flashes, repelling the fog.

"Hmm... you actually retreated completely?"

Yin Xie still looked like a handsome middle-aged man, he was a little surprised when he saw this, but he didn't stop, instead he pointed at Fang Yuan: "Get up!"

Boom!

The black mist suddenly thickened, and pitch-black statues appeared on all sides, extremely ferocious, wild and shocking, with blood red eyes.

"Ho Ho!"

The beast roared, and immediately formed a fantastic formation.

"A thought forms a formation, Dream Formation Master?"

Unlike Fang Yuan, who still needs to arrange the long sword, this Yin Xie can achieve the formation with a wave of his hand, without the slightest arrangement, which is the unique magical power of the dream formation master!

"That's right...my Four Evil Absolute Formation has seventy-two changes. Even if you break it, I still have the Eight Ghost Lock Formation and the Nine Son Ghost Mother Formation waiting for you. Let's see how long you can last it?"

Yin Xie smiled coldly, and his methods were indeed astonishing: "I can feel that you seem to hide a lot of things, and I will kill you and then slowly search for it..."