I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 870 Old Ancestor Appears
After falling to the ground, Gu Cangsheng did not immediately get up from the ground.

Looking at his swollen belly, and clearly feeling that a new life was being born in it, his heart was already filled with fear.

Facing the accusations of everyone in the hall before, he was not only indifferent, but also very strong in replying to others, but now, there is no trace of blood on his face.

I don't know how many years he has lived, but Gu Cangsheng can definitely be called a well-informed man.

He has fought with people countless times, and he has seen countless strange methods, but this is the first time he has encountered the strange supernatural power of making himself pregnant immediately after being stared at by someone.

The unknown can easily scare a person.

Today's ancient people are obviously like this.

Seeing that he was obviously panicked, he hurriedly raised his fists, and began to beat frantically at his bulging belly.

It's a pity that his actions were of no use at all.

When he raised his fist, his lower abdomen seemed to be only four or five months pregnant, and when he completely dropped his fist, his belly seemed to be pregnant in October.

The heavy Pan Palace gate, automatically closed without wind, suddenly closed by itself.

Including his original two arms, his eight arms supported the ground, like a big spider, looking at the figure on the high platform in front of him, his face was full of fanaticism and respect.

The other affected people in the temple grew two or three more arms at most.

Feeling the seriousness of the atmosphere in the hall, the group of guys who were going to kill Gu Cangsheng first all looked cautious at this moment, and stopped involuntarily.

After all, if he was able to generously take out the low-grade Houtian Lingbao of Jiutian Leiyi and give it to Chen Hai as a reward, then it is logical that he must have a treasure of higher grade than Jiutian Leiyi as his trump card in his hands.

Under such a situation, not only the futon under Chen Hai was being targeted, but also Aoki Li Xuanfeng and the others also felt Chi Guoguo's hostility. Obviously, this was the idea of ​​someone beating the seat under them. .

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In the entire hall, the atmosphere instantly became extremely heavy.

Colorful bright halos circled and overlapped, surrounded that figure, making it look so sacred and so unprofane.

The nine people sitting cross-legged on the futon, except for Chen Hai, are all quasi-sage-level powerhouses.

But the ancient common people grew a full six more.

Seeing that the situation was obviously wrong, he gritted his teeth, and a jet-black long knife appeared in his palm.

His injuries were so severe that the lower half of his body had lost consciousness, and he could only lean against Gu Cangsheng who was sitting in the corner. Perhaps it was because of his frail body that he was even more seriously affected by it.

Gu Cangsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief until he was sure that the breath of new life was completely wiped out and his lower abdomen began to slowly return to its original shape.

In terms of real combat power, these Da Luo Jinxians don't think they are much weaker than ordinary quasi-sages.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get rid of that despicable guy first. As for the seat, whoever grabs it will get it. Everyone depends on their ability!"

But if you think about it carefully, this situation is also very normal.

An ethereal voice that seemed to contain no emotion resounded throughout the hall.

Lifting the killing knife, he stabbed several times in a row at his raised belly.

After the knife was drawn out, the destructive aura pervaded its surroundings, just looking at it from a distance, made people feel a sense of palpitation.

Just looking at that existence a few more times, there are already a dozen or 20 people in the hall, their bodies began to mutate, and a few more arms grew out of their bodies.

"Those who dare to violate the rules of the palace will be killed!"

It has to be said that the ancient Cangsheng, who was in the perfect state of Daluo Jinxian, still has some background.

The most he could do was to use his own arms to move his body slightly, leaning against the wall of the palace, and shrinking in this corner.

"This bitch, who has already done something in the Panhuang Palace, acts as if nothing happened, and there is no punishment at all?"

"Bang..." There was a loud noise.

But more people's eyes flickered, and their eyes were already looking at the futons under the head of the hall.

"Knife, kill!"

With such a vivid example of Gu Cangsheng here, many people in the hall began to feel anxious.

"It is strictly forbidden for people in the hall to make noise and do anything."

This short knife is obviously an acquired spirit treasure without a doubt.

In addition to them, there are also many great Luo Jinxians with profound foundations and extraordinary feet who have survived for countless years.

Turning over his palm, the killing knife in his hand disappeared, and he had put it away again.

With resentment in their hearts, those people who had wanted to kill Gu Cangsheng for a long time and then quickly stood up one by one with killing intent, and several of them had already surrounded Gu Cangsheng.

"It seems that fighting is not prohibited in Panhuang Palace."

Perhaps, this life-killing knife has already reached the mid-grade rank among the Houtian Lingbao, and it is no longer just as simple as a low-grade one.

"The time limit for a stick of incense is up, the palace gate is closed, and the Panhuang Palace will be hidden in endless chaos."

"Puchi...Puchi..."

Like a powder keg, it seems that only one introduction is needed to make everyone in the hall burst into a ball.

Compared with the entire prehistoric world, the quasi-sages who came to listen to the sermon in the Chaos Disk Palace outside the sky were only a small number, but in terms of number, there were as many as twenty or thirty.

As the voice fell, a vast coercion suddenly descended.

Among the people in the hall, many people had already stood up and were ready to attack at any time, but at this moment, under the coercion, they could not help themselves and sat cross-legged on the ground again.

Although he stabbed himself a few times, the killing knife is too powerful. After these stabs, until now, the half of his body below the waist is still unconscious, as if it does not belong to him for the time being.

On the empty high platform at the head of the hall, an old figure with eight arms, but who could not feel the slightest disharmony appeared at some time, facing everyone in the hall.

In such a situation, it was just a joke for him to stand up again.

Seeing this figure, many people have illusions in their hearts. In their view, a person can only be considered truly perfect if he has eight arms.

Among the people present, Chen Hai is definitely the lowest in terms of realm.

The moment his gaze fell on the Panhuang Patriarch, he only felt a slight shock in the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda within his body.

The first time he looked away, he was not affected in any way.

Even so, when he saw those people in the hall who had grown a few more arms, he was still startled into a cold sweat.

(End of this chapter)