Chapter 261: Nether Sect
in the village.
"Master, can you not run and fuck! It's so uncomfortable!" When Pan Gu heard the word "run and fuck", his face turned pale with fright, and he looked at Zhang Xuan with pleading.
The girl and Bodhi looked at the little fat man speechlessly. Isn't it ten laps?
The village is not big. After running ten laps, it is certain to sweat a little, but it will never reach the point of death.
And looking at the appearance of the little fat man, running ten laps seemed to kill him.
"no!"
Seeing the chubby Pangu crowded together, Zhang Xuan was speechless.
Moreover, this is a task issued by the system, and it is also good for the little fat man's body.
This guy dislikes all sports other than eating and sleeping!
"Today, I'll run with you! Walk! If I run too slowly, I'll hit with a whip!"
Zhang Xuan said and took out a bamboo whip.
Pangu's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly ran.
"Master is partial, why don't you let Sister Nannan run away?"
"Dad, give me the bamboo whip, I'm going to run too!"
Before Pangu could finish his muttering, Xiao Nannan's voice came over, and Pangu was so frightened that his speed was a little faster.
At the same time, a group of mysterious people came to the foggy forest, dressed in extraordinary clothes, and their mounts were all wild animals.
"Sect Master, you must have guessed wrong, this is the site of the Pangu Sect, how could the breath of the ancestors appear here?"
"Master, it may be that there is a problem with the Netherworld Orb."
A few people stared blankly at everything around them for a while, but in desperation they looked at the old man who was headed.
Lao Dao also frowned and took out a black bead in confusion.
The beads are dense and exquisite, and the mist is steaming, but you can't see anything else?
"The Netherworld Orb is a treasure left by Yan Song's ancestor when he left. Through the Orb, we can know the existence of the ancestor. The Orb has not responded to it for so many years.
The old man said solemnly.
"The Netherworld School was so domineering back then, but look at it now!"
"It's all to blame for this **** Pangu Sect. If it weren't for them, why would my Netherworld Sect become what it is now?"
A middle-aged man roared angrily. When he mentioned Pangu Zong, he clenched his fists, and his knuckles were slightly white due to the force.
"So, finding the ancestor is the key to breaking the game, and it is related to the life and death of our sect!"
The old Tao said that he stimulated the immortal power, and the dense air in the Nether Orb roamed.
Everyone was staring at the change of the smoky atmosphere inside, but everyone was disappointed, and there was no reaction.
"Isn't this a person from the Nether Sect? What are they doing? Come out of the nest!"
There are people here every day looking for opportunities, and they are more eager to meet the legendary Pangu Village.
In the past, Pangu Village appeared from time to time. As long as they came here, they could meet people from Pangu Village. But recently, Pangu Village seems to have disappeared out of thin air from the foggy forest.
The matter of Ren Yuluo has inspired one after another to come, hoping that he can be favored by Senior Zhang just like Ren Yuluo. Even if he can't worship Senior Zhang as his teacher, getting a top-quality Imperial Armament is against the sky. chance.
"Could it be that the Nether Sect is also here to try their luck?"
"I'm afraid it is, otherwise, what else is there worth the Netherworld Sect?"
Just when everyone was discussing, a disciple of Netherworld sect hurried over and whispered something in Lao Dao's ear.
There was a flash of light in the eyes of the old Taoist, and then he waved his hand and led the people from the Nether Sect and rushed over with the disciple.
"Could it be that the Nether Sect discovered the trace of Senior Zhang?"
"What are you waiting for? You'll find out if you follow it!"
"You don't need to look for it. It's been so many days. Hundreds of thousands of people come every day, and they have the chance to be found long ago."
"The people from the Nether Sect did not go to look at Haishan to participate in the Yixian League, but there must be something important coming here."
"Come and see!"
These people believed that the people from the Nether Sect found Zhang Xuan's trace, so they quietly followed.
Old Daoists noticed the movements of these people, frowned, and said to a few big men on the side: "Dispose of the tail, if anyone doesn't know how to lift them up, kill them!"
Ancestor, it is a matter of great importance, it is related to the life and death of the Nether Sect, and there is absolutely no room for mistakes.
Moreover, after so many years, the Netherworld Orb suddenly moved, and then suddenly stopped moving. The old man guessed that it might be the ancestor who broke through the space and damaged his body from a distant time and space. Now he is seriously injured, so the Netherworld Orb can't detect it. arrive.
No one should ever know about this.
"Fellow Daoists, follow us, what are you doing?"
A middle-aged man with an aura that belongs only to Daluo Jinxian said sharply.
Others also encouraged the immortal power in their bodies, and the clouds in the void were disturbed, and they dispersed in an instant, and the violent power gathered together, making people's faces change.
"Senior, have you found the trace of Senior Zhang? Please take us to see Senior Zhang!"
A young man said respectfully.
"This road belongs to your Netherworld Sect? You can walk, why can't I?"
"That's right, your Nether Sect is too domineering, right?"
"What's so awesome, and I don't dare to do it!" A disciple sent from the gate whispered contemptuously, and the disdain was beyond words.
However, as soon as his voice fell, a ghostly power suddenly appeared and enveloped him.
"boom!"
Before he had time to react, his body swelled in an instant, suddenly exploded, and blood spattered on the ground.
"Whoa!"
There was a large blank space around.
Several big men from the Nether Sect looked at these people coldly, "If you want to die, you can follow along and try!"
Say it, turn around and go!
This sudden change made everyone stunned in place.
The one who was beheaded was a disciple of the Most Holy Xianmen. Although those who came here were all unhappy in the door, but no matter how unhappy they were, they were also the disciples of the Most Holy Xianmen. The honor of the Most Holy Xianmen cannot be destroyed by others.
If this matter is passed back to the Saint Immortal Sect, the Nether Sect will probably be hunted down immediately.
But it's none of their business.
At this moment, they were shocked and hesitated.
...
"Is that right here?" Lao Dao frowned as he looked at this secluded hole.
There is a tomb gas escaping from the entrance of the cave. It should be a tomb. What did their ancestors do here?
"Yes, it is here that I feel the fluctuating breath of our Nether Sect's cultivation technique."
Hearing this, Lao Dao walked in without any hesitation.
"Buzz!"
Just as Lao Dao stepped in, the silent Nether Orb in his hand suddenly moved.
It trembled in Lao Dao's hand, as if to let go.
"This is……"
"Lingzhu knows the master! The ancestors are inside! Go in!"