Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 209 The three corpses first appear, Luo Hu’s fear!

"Four incarnations?"

Luo Hu stopped moving, his expression changed, as if he was struggling with something.

Seeing this, Hongjun, Yangmei and the other four gods secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As Rahu thought, these are just their four incarnations, and their true bodies are not here.

However, this incarnation is not an ordinary incarnation, but...

"Kill the incarnation too!"

At this time, Luo Hu's faint voice came, and a terrifying murderous intention broke out instantly.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation is in motion, with infinite sword energy spreading vertically and horizontally. It is extremely powerful and strangles everything in the formation!
"Rahu, you are riding a horse, beep beep beep beep beep!"

Hongjun's four expressions changed drastically. He broke his defense on the spot and was instantly submerged in the sword energy.

In an instant, the formation stopped and the sword energy disappeared.

Looking inside the formation, there were only four innate spiritual treasures with dim auras left. Their bodies were covered with sword marks, and they were almost destroyed by the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.

"Hey, he is actually an incarnation!"

Luo Hu was surprised and his eyes were full of curiosity:
"Some of the secrets have actually been hidden from me, my ancestor!"

He did not just act on a whim, but after secretly identifying the four gods thousands of times and confirming that the four gods were present and not their incarnations, he launched an attack to take down Hongjun and other gods in one fell swoop.

But I never expected that He would be so cautious and make mistakes!

At this moment, he suddenly thought of Ran Deng’s reminder from the past:
"There are three innate gods, but Pangu Yuanshen is divided into three, gathering, dispersing and blending, not weak, only strong!
If Hongjun can also differentiate into three clones that are not weaker than the original body, then one god can break through the Immortal Killing Sword Formation..."

Recalling the scene just now, Luo Hu's brows almost turned into the word "Chuan":

"Although Hongjun and Yangmei did not fight back, in terms of Qi machine, they are indeed not weak at all!"

"That kid Ran Deng...is really a crow's mouth!"

Luo Hu cursed and chopped the void, and returned to his home Mount Xumi with the Zhuxian Sword.

However, it was said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

As soon as He returned to Mount Sumeru, Ran Deng came to the door for the first time.

"Ancestor, ancestor, I am so happy!"

With an exaggerated expression, Ran Deng ran all the way up the mountain and came to Luo Hu.

"Boy, you've overacted!"

Luo Hu was speechless for a while, and his already bad mood suddenly became even worse.

"Acting? What acting?"

Ran Deng said without blinking: "I can't help it, my true feelings are revealed!"

Luo Hu: "..."

"Oh, don't talk about this!"

Ran Deng came forward with a mysterious look:

"Ancestor, where do you think joy comes from?"

"I guess... hmm~?"

Luo Hu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of terrifying murderous intent emerged from the cracks. The dangerous energy rose up and enveloped the world.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the voice was as chilling as coming from under the Nine Netherworld:

"Boy Ran Deng, you are so idle, why did you come to Mount Xumi to entertain your ancestors?"

"Where is!"

Ran Deng shook his head repeatedly, with a look of grievance written on his face:

"Ancestor, you have wronged me, how dare I!"

"Isn't it because of your Chun Chun teaching last time that I suddenly woke up, changed my past mistakes, abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and am ready to hold high the banner of supporting you from now on!"

"So, I did not hesitate to take personal risks, and even paid the price of an innate treasure, so that I could penetrate into the enemy and collect the enemy's intelligence!"

"No, as soon as I gain something, I will come to Mount Sumeru non-stop to report your arrival?" Luo Hu sneered again and again: "Is that true?"

"It's true!" Ran Deng assured, patting his chest.

Luo Hu became interested: "Then what did you find out?"

"Hongjun, Yangmei and the others are hiding in Buzhou Mountain right now!"

Ran Deng's eyes burned brightly and he said!
In an instant, Luo Hu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes fell on Ran Deng's "sincere" face, and he almost broke a tooth that was as strong as an innate spiritual treasure.

Seeing this scene, Ran Deng's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly had a bad premonition.

Just listen to Luo Hu squeeze out a question from between his teeth: "Hongjun is in Buzhou Mountain?"

"Should, probably, maybe, maybe?"

Ran Deng said bravely, the ominous premonition in his heart getting stronger and stronger, but now he was unable to get off the tiger.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Luo Hu forced out a smile with great difficulty. Ran Deng's scalp was numb and his hairs were counting down when he saw it!

The next moment, a crisp sword sound echoed through Mount Xumi.

Four innate killing swords exuding monstrous murderous intent have surrounded Ran Deng.

Among them, the Zhuxian Sword was held in Luo Hu's hand and placed on Ran Deng's neck:
"Boy, ancestor, I will give you another chance to organize your language!"

Feeling the bone-piercing sharpness in his neck, Ran Deng calmed down.

He lowered his head and glanced at the Zhuxian Sword lightly. There was no trace of panic in his calm eyes.

He asked instead: "How did the ancestor know that Hongjun was not around?"

Luo Hu was slightly startled, with a trace of unnaturalness flashing in his eyes.

"Tsk."

Seeing Luo Hu's expression, Ran Deng suddenly had a bad guess in his mind.

But He is still the God who stabilizes Himself, saying meaningfully:
"Ancestor, are you trying to tell me that on the surface you are fighting each other to death, but secretly you are still in contact?"

Luo Hu remained silent.

This deepened Ran Deng's already ominous premonition, and his words became bolder:

"More than just a connection? They even communicate with each other, set up a stage to sing the praises of others, and work together to harvest resources?"

Luo Hu's hand holding the sword was trembling.

"hiss!"

This made Ran Deng's heart fall directly into the abyss. What if the guess was more terrifying?

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became extremely embarrassed!

Behind him, the coffin lamp, six soul flags, Lingbao suona, chaos sarcophagus, and even...

The broken 36th-grade Chaos Qinglian was summoned!
The vast Qi soared into the sky, and the surging spiritual energy was like a wave, suppressing the four innate killing swords, causing them to twist and turn, and the breath was faintly unstable.

"I really didn't expect that with all my virtues and abilities, I could allow two of the top powers in the world, Demon Ancestor and Dao Ancestor, to join forces to plot against me!"

He pointed at the 36th-grade Chaos Green Lotus and spoke quietly, as if he had understood everything:
"Twelve-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, God-killing Spear, Twelve-grade Merit Golden Lotus, Innate Five Directions and Five Elements Flags..."

"I asked how it was so easy for me to get involved, but it turned out that the two of them were actually using me as a guinea pig!"

Speaking of this, Ran Deng looked ferocious and gritted his teeth:

"The 36th-grade Chaos Green Lotus, haha, the 36th-grade Chaos Green Lotus!"

"This is why I am afraid of you, ancestor. You don't have Fuxi's divine calculation methods, and you don't have Bai Ze's instinct to know everything, but you are a real near-demon in mind!"

Luo Hu shook his head: "Moreover, even I don't know how you suddenly attained Da Luo, without even a trace of vision in the world!"

"You can even travel back through two eras and stand side by side with us!"

"Boy, don't you think you are too scary?"

(End of this chapter)