Although he can't figure out what kind of monster it is, the ancestor of the Wen family knows that the more human-like the monster is in appearance, the more cherished it is and the more ancient blood it has.

He has even heard rumors that the real ancestral demon is in human form, and there are even more absurd legends that humans are forged by ancient demons.

The legends are too absurd to be relied upon, but the monster in front of me, which is of extremely low level and has a human-like appearance, is not extraordinary, but it is a fact.

Knowing this, the ancestor of the Wen family would not give up easily. This pursuit lasted for seven days, spanning thousands of miles, from the dragon's spine of Canglong Mountain to the dragon's neck.

The monster seemed to have extremely high intelligence, as if it knew that it would be captured if it came out of this wild forest without cover, yet it still refused to escape.

When we got here, the terrain became more dangerous and changeable, and we actually refused to move forward and kept going in circles here.

What's even more troublesome is that the monster's physical strength is astonishing. Even at the level of a carpet monster, it can be completely crushed. However, it cannot defeat her and is always shaken off by her.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Wen family stood proudly on the top of the eagle-mouthed cliff, staring at the monster search plate. After a while, the monster showed its traces again.

This time, he didn't act blindly. He only stared at the tricks of the monster on the monster search plate. He let the carpet monster cultivate and sat cross-legged.

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Huh, huh...

Xia Zimo stood on the top of a pine tree, panting heavily, her pretty face stained with clouds, and under the faint sunset, a pair of colorful giant wings shone with brilliance.

She was really tired. The continuous chasing made her exhausted.

However, she also fell in love with the feeling of flying in the air. The air flow in the air became an excellent toy.

She was nervous at first, but now she is very comfortable. Flying seems to be an instinct engraved in her bones.

"It turns out I was born a demon!"

Xia Zimo's eyes, as bright as the stars, dimmed.

Having been a human being for more than 20 years, she has also been influenced by the traditional thinking that there is no harm in beings and monsters. She can understand Xu Yi. Just like when she first learned about it, she was completely unable to explain it. "Think of that bald boy again? Gaga, I said

Are you cheap or not? People are too lazy to dump you, but you still want to stalk and beat you. You deserve it!"

Rui Ya stood on Xia Zimo's shoulder and started spraying again.

"I want you to take care of it. If you don't act blindly anymore, my aunt will throw you down."

Xia Zimo replied, not very angry.

But because along the way, this chatty duck kept spitting feces with its mouth full, so she had long been used to it.

Thanks to this annoying duck that quacked all the way, she quickly calmed down.

Rui Ya flapped his wings and said, "Quack, it's useless to stop talking. Do you really miss that bald boy? If you do, just call that bald boy over. He's going to die. Why don't you hurry up and see him one last time?"

?According to me, if you want him to never forget you, the best way is to die in front of him. On this point, the predecessors have foresight. Like "The Story of Liu Yue" and "The Story of Yingying".

Of these loves that have been passed down through the ages, who wouldn’t want to be parted like this?”

Xia Zimo listened leisurely and fascinated. He said foolishly, "How can I find him?"

"Stop pretending. I remember that he gave you a sound transmission ball. Gaga, just listen to this young master. It's absolutely right."

The duck raised its wings and flew wildly.

With a thought in his mind, Xia Zimo took out a round ball in his hand and rubbed it carefully. "Hurry up. I can see clearly that that boy has a strange qi and long blessings. He is not a short-lived person. To break this disaster, he must

That bald boy can't..."

The duck quacked and urged, its little wings fluttering, with a proud look on its face.

Suddenly, a long rainbow flashed across the western sky, and another powerful qi machine came.

"Ya-ya, bah-bah, am I really going to be in mourning this time? One old ghost is not enough, here comes another old ghost!"

The duck kept quacking and closed its small wings to snatch away the sound-transmitting ball.

Just as he was about to open the hub, there was a bang and the sound transmission ball exploded. Xia Zimo calmly closed his palm.

Rui Ya was furious and flew around Xia Zimo, squawking, "Stupid woman, stupid woman, infatuation has its uses, I was killed by you."

Xia Zimo's pretty, flowery face was filled with calmness, as if the sound ball had shattered and completely cut off something.

"Stinky duck, I'm dragging you here. Those bastards won't be able to pay attention to you for a while, so get out of here!"

Xia Zimo smiled casually.

"Stupid bastard, stupid bastard, ya ya bastard, can I leave? I'm dead, I'm dead, I'll be famous for the rest of my life..."

The duck was jumping up and down, whining endlessly.

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The ancestor of the Wen family raised his silk eyebrows and looked westward, seeing a stream of rainbow rushing over.

Immediately, a sharp and long roar broke through the air, "Old Wen, you arrived early. One look at your unlucky look, I know that you haven't succeeded yet, tsk tsk, your ability, Old Wen, is not very good, and your vision has always been bad."

It's first-class. It seems that the goods this time are extraordinary."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with long hair, riding on a big machine bird, swept hundreds of feet across and was approaching. He had a purple face, raised eyebrows, and a purple fire tattoo in the middle of his eyebrows.

It is none other than the famous Ancestor of the Soul-sensing Middle Stage in Dai Viet, the Purple Fire Heavenly Lord Yao Junchi.

Seeing this person, the ancestor of the Wen family suddenly felt neutral. This demon surnamed was a casual cultivator. He was an outlier among the ancestors in the soul-sensing stage of Dai Viet. He relied on his extraordinary intelligence and rare opportunities to achieve success.

A state of soul feeling.

He is also the only one among the eight soul-sensing ancestors in Dai Viet who is not from aristocratic family and has no family ties to restrain him. This person has always acted without scruples and is extremely difficult to deal with.

"You're just a little demon in the stage of ignorance, but you actually managed to recruit you to join in the fun. I don't know when the Purple Fire Heavenly Lord also fell into disgrace."

The ancestor of the Wen family was neither salty nor bland.

"How brave!"

Purple Fire Heavenly Lord's eyes widened, and a spiritual thought shot towards him. Ripples suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the invisible spiritual thought was shot straight towards the ancestor of the Wen family.

The ancestor of the Wen family put his parallel fingers on the Baihui point, and a spiritual thought was also released.

The two spiritual thoughts collided in the air, and with the collision point as the center of the circle, a strong shock wave suddenly exploded. All the trees in a radius of a hundred feet fell down, and the power was not inferior to the explosion of thunder beads.

Yao Junchi's old face turned pale and he said with amusement, "They say that Mr. Wen is just a showman, but he is useless. I think whoever says this is a fool!"

The ancestor of the Wen family did not change his expression, clasped his fists and said, "Tianjun is too praised, I only have this ability."

His face was immersed in water, but in reality, his heart was overwhelmed. He was a strong person in the early stage of soul sensing, but Yao Junchi was in the middle stage of soul sensing. In terms of the strength of his spiritual thoughts, Yao Junchi could definitely crush him. With just one blow,

It looked like the fight was going to be a lifetime, but in fact the opponent didn't use his full strength, while he did his best.

The reason why he fought hard was because he knew that if he had been weaker, the strange monster that had been tracking him for nearly twenty days would have been destined to miss him.

Sure enough, his toughness made Yao Junchi suspicious.

Although Yaojunchi thought to himself and used all his strength to capture the ancestor of the Wen family, it was not difficult, but the possible fluctuations had to be considered. After all, the surnamed Wen was also one of the eight ancestors of Dai Viet in the soul-sensing stage.

If he is killed, not counting his own losses, it is difficult to predict how the other ancestors will react.
Chapter completed!